Fang Ping quickly left Room 15 without chatting with Fu Changding for too long.

As soon as the results came out, I saw some girls in the corridor.

Fang Ping was still not used to it. Girls also lived here. Fortunately, everyone had a single room, and the bathroom and other facilities were indoors. Otherwise, he would have been too embarrassed to go out.

However, as a result, Wuhan University students also lost a lot of experience.

There are no roommates, and there is no phenomenon of wearing underpants or topless running around the floor.

There were not many girls living in the first area, and even fewer on the second floor. Fang Ping was also familiar with the few people who were walking towards them.

Zhao Xuemei, Yang Xiaoman, Chen Yunxi.

These three people are also the three strongest girls among the new students in Mowu.

Seeing Fang Ping, Zhao Xuemei smiled and said hello, Yang Xiaoman looked indifferent, and Chen Yunxi carefully avoided Fang Ping.

Seeing the fear on her face, she obviously knew about the previous martial arts club.

Fang Ping nodded slightly and went directly into his room without saying anything else.

As soon as he entered the room, there was another person in the corridor. Zhao Lei glanced at Fang Ping's back and frowned: "Fang Ping is quite arrogant. When he saw a girl carrying her luggage, he didn't help her."

Several girls had just returned home, still carrying luggage and packages.

Zhao Lei said, took the initiative to take the bags from Chen Yunxi and Yang Xiaoman, and said with a smile: "Next time if something happens, you can say hello."

Then he said to Yang Xiaoman: "We have the same mentor, so don't get too different."

Yang Xiaoman curled her lips and said nothing, but Zhao Xuemei said angrily: "Don't you mention it for me?"

Zhao Lei was a little embarrassed and laughed dryly: "It's full..."

He was holding a bag in one hand, and both hands were full, so it was obvious that he could no longer carry it.

As he said this, he did not forget to remind him: "Fang Ping has the same mentor as you. This guy is so inhumane."

Among them, his and Yang Xiaoman’s mentor was Tang Feng, Zhao Xuemei and Fang Ping’s mentor was Lu Fengrou, and Chen Yunxi’s mentor was Bai Ruoxi.

Zhao Xuemei rolled her eyes and ignored him.

We are all warriors, no matter how heavy our luggage is.

Zhao Xuemei is also used to this. When she goes out with Yang Xiaoman and the others, the boys always want to please Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi. She is very competent as a green leaf.

However, when Zhao Lei mentioned Fang Ping, Zhao Xuemei knew that he was not happy with Fang Ping, mainly because he was beaten when he was sorted before.

Zhao Lei makes sarcastic comments now because he has this confidence.

He had tempered 40 bones before the vacation. Now that a few days have passed, he may have tempered 41 bones.

Compared to Fang Ping, who has kept a low profile since the start of school, Zhao Lei has always been unhappy with being robbed of the title of "Rookie King" by his opponent.

Even though Fang Ping was not high-profile in the later period, Zhao Lei was still extremely outstanding, but no one still called him the "Rookie King".

After all, he is just a teenager of eighteen or nineteen years old. No matter how deep the city is, Zhao Lei is still unhappy about being suppressed by others, and it is obvious.

Zhao Xuemei wanted to use what happened before to hit Fang Ping, but after thinking about it, Zhao Xuemei still didn't say anything.

She didn't say anything, but Yang Xiaoman smiled and said: "Zhao Lei, have you heard about the special training class?"

"I heard about it."

Zhao Lei nodded quickly and said hurriedly: "Does our Mowu hold a special training class?"

"It should be open. Before I came to the school, I called my instructor and made a brief inquiry. The instructor said that it should be open. The school has been discussing the selection conditions recently.

The special training class is definitely for the top students, so you will be fine.

Fang Ping should also go in, Zhao Lei, can you wash away the shame at the beginning of school? This is an opportunity..."

Zhao Lei's eyes moved, but he smiled and said: "What's the shame? The school has just started, and everyone is fighting for the tutor and the college. It's normal to have disputes."

Yang Xiaoman smiled and did not elaborate too much. He said casually: "Since the special training class selects outstanding students, there must be a distinction between high and low students. I heard that the credits are also different, so we still have to fight for it."

While talking, several people also arrived in front of Yang Xiaoman's room.

Yang Xiaoman took the bag from Zhao Lei and said with a smile: "Zhao Lei, we are here. Thank you. You can go and do your work."

Zhao Lei didn't say anything about entering the house. He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll go back first. Call me if you need anything."

"good."

…

As soon as Zhao Lei left and a few people entered the house, Zhao Xuemei frowned and said, "Xiao Man, why are you provoking Zhao Lei?"

Yang Xiaoman said disapprovingly: "Did I instigate it?

I just won’t say it. Once the special training class opens, Zhao Lei will have to find Fang Ping. He is not stupid, can he really go to Fang Ping for a word from me?

Ignore them and let these boys fight among themselves. These boys will already be unhappy."

Zhao Xuemei muttered: "Anyway, you'd better not provoke Fang Ping. Really, I still haven't forgotten what happened last time. He seems to be quite polite.

When we usually train together, although we don't talk much, I feel that he is quite nice.

But who knew... who knew he would be so brutal in the ring.

Anyway, I don’t dare to provoke him, so you’d better not ask for it.”

Chen Yunxi on the side nodded quickly and whispered: "Xiaoman, let's not argue with him. It's been so long, isn't it just a beating in the chest? It's nothing..."

Yang Xiaoman gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't hurt your back to stand and talk!

That bastard caught me and beat me not once, but he kicked me and punched me three or four times!

All swollen!

The pain has lasted for several days and the swelling has not subsided..."

Zhao Xuemei curled her lips and said: "It's not bad if it's swollen, it looks a lot bigger..."

"Go to hell!"

Yang Xiaoman was furious, was this big what she wanted?

She and Zhao Lei were the main ones pestering Fang Ping that day, but it turned out that Fang Ping was so mean and focused on all kinds of shameful things, she was so angry that she couldn't smile for several days.

…

Women all hold grudges, and Fang Ping obviously didn't take these words seriously.

In Mowu, Fang Ping remained as low-key as ever.

After a day off on the 5th, Mowu officially started class on the 6th.

On this day, Tang Feng, the instructor who came to the class to give a major lecture, also announced a piece of news.

"Mowu is going to open a special training class for freshmen!"

"Selection criteria, all new martial artists can sign up, and the special training class will enroll 50 people!"

"The special training class is mainly taught by me, instructor Luo Yichuan, instructor Lu Fengrou, instructor Xu Jianzhou, and instructor Zhou Shiping. They use their spare time to provide some guidance for everyone.

The dean will come here from time to time and may give you lessons."

"Entering the special training class will reward you with 10 credits. During the special training class, those who perform well will receive various other rewards..."

As soon as Tang Feng announced the end, the class became a little noisy.

This class is a large class jointly held by several small classes.

There are many students, almost all warriors here.

10 credits is not too much. The key is not the credits, but the coaching and guidance of the five sixth-grade instructors. The dean, who is a strong master, may also come to teach from time to time.

For these first-grade warriors, let alone masters, even for sixth-grade warriors, not everyone has the opportunity to receive guidance.

In the freshman year of Mowu, there were only these 5 sixth-grade instructors who brought about 20 students.

Compared to the nearly 1,600-person freshman team, most people have no chance to come into contact with these sixth-grade experts.

As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, someone asked: "Teacher Tang, is it necessary to be a warrior?"

"Two times of bone quenching is also possible."

"Teacher Tang, what is the purpose of the special training class?"

Not everyone has access to sources of information, and many people are not very clear about the meaning of the special training class.

Tang Feng chuckled and said: "Cultivating freshmen's practical abilities and bringing glory to the school!

At the end of this year, major martial arts schools across the country will hold an exchange competition.

You also know that there have been such exchange activities in the past, but the scope was very small. For example, Wuhan University in Shanghai might hold small exchange competitions.

There are very few across provinces, let alone across the country.

As the highest institution of the Wuhan University, Mowu must participate in this nationwide exchange competition and must achieve good results!

Even if we are at Kyoto Wuhan University, we must overwhelm each other. This is the school’s fatal order!”

"National exchange competition?"
To be continued...