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Chapter 293 The atmosphere of magic martial arts is very bad(1/2)

At the same time.

Yangcheng.

Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, second floor of the gymnasium.

Fangyuan felt itchy all over her body and twisted her body uncomfortably for a while.

Several little girls who were admiring the eldest brother's martial arts skills suddenly exclaimed.

"Sister Yuanyuan, you are bleeding!"

"There's so much blood on the face!"

"On the clothes too!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Several girls rushed forward to check the situation in a panic, but as soon as they got closer, Fang Yuan subconsciously pushed, and the girl who was approaching was pushed out a few meters away.

Fangyuan looked confused. I didn't use my strength. I retreated so far. Is this what my brother said?

He didn't bother to ask any more questions. Seeing that his friend who was pushed out was alright, and hearing everyone screaming, Fang Yuan subconsciously touched his cheek, stretched out his hand and saw that his hand was covered in blood.

After all, Fangyuan has been practicing martial arts for a year, and he often encounters this kind of thing. It is not the first time that blood is discharged from his body.

However, this is the first time that my face is covered in blood!

The next moment, Fangyuan seemed to have thought of something, and felt a numbness coming from inside her body.

"I'm...tempering my bones?"

He has a brother who is a martial artist. Although Fang Ping doesn't go home often, he will be reminded of things that need to be reminded when it comes to martial arts training.

In the non-martial arts stage, Fangyuan had heard Fang Ping talk about the situation of bone tempering for the first time several times.

"I tempered my bones for once!"

Fangyuan almost cried with joy!

She almost lost her confidence after being hit by her brother. In June 2008, Fang Ping began to teach her Zhanzhuang.

At that time, Fang Ping was not a warrior yet.

However, now that Fang Ping has entered the fourth level, she has not even reached the first bone tempering level. She has been so depressed recently that she has no thoughts of counting the money in the small coffer.

Unexpectedly, just practicing basic skills today, she actually started to temper her bones!

"Sister Yuanyuan!"

"President, are you okay?"

"..."

Several girls were a little frightened when they saw Fang Yuan's face covered in blood and his ferocious smile. The timid one was ready to turn around and run away.

Is the president going too far with his martial arts training?

People who are obsessed with crazy things are not allowed on TV, and they kill whoever they see.

"I'm fine!"

Fangyuan was overjoyed and continued to feel the numbness coming from the bones in her body being tempered. This feeling was so beautiful!

"Xiaoling, Ayu, I have a breakthrough!"

Fangyuan was delighted, ignoring the strange glances from several girls on her face from time to time, and said with a smile: "I want to become a warrior, no, if I want, I can become a warrior now!"

Fangyuan was in an extremely good mood. Once the bone tempering was completed, non-martialists could choose to break through.

Of course, she did not forget her brother's advice and strive to complete the bone tempering a second time, or even a third time.

But it doesn’t matter anymore!

Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, this year's college entrance examination, the most powerful student has 135 qi and blood. On the first day they entered the school, Fangyuan and the others saw the school's huge college entrance examination gold list.

And she, Fangyuan, was only in her first year of high school, and her energy and blood had already reached 150 calories.

"I'm a genius, I'm just too young."

Fangyuan was no longer depressed now. As for Fang Ping's rapid progress, it was because he entered Wuhan University. After entering Wuhan University himself, he might be in the fifth or sixth grade in one year, and he would be even more powerful than Fang Ping.

"Yes, give Fang Ping the good news!"

Fangyuan didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his face. He went to get the phone and shouted to others: "By the way, the club continues to recruit people... recruiting... recruiting two thousand people!"

Fangyuan calculated it, and Fang Ping said that he was in charge of 7,000 people in Mowu now, and she could not be less than him.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoling, who was still in a daze next to her, quickly said: "Nearly all the female students in Yangcheng have joined..."

"Then go to the towns and open branches!"

As soon as Fangyuan finished speaking, he suddenly smiled awkwardly and said: "Forget it, keep a low profile, keep a low profile, we can't do it again."

If we recruit people again, I will go crazy if I find out.



Villa No. 8.

Fang Ping was still thinking about the "mental detector" when his cell phone rang.

When Fang Ping saw that it was Fangyuan's number, as soon as Fang Ping connected, there was a sound of joy from Fangyuan, as if he had broken through to become a master.

"Fang Ping, I have tempered my bones for once!"

"Fang Ping, I was earlier than you, how powerful am I?"

"Hahaha, I tempered my bones once..."

Fang Ping rubbed his ears and said quietly: "You're done."

"ah?"

"You are only a little tall now. I forgot to tell you that after one bone quenching, your height and body will not grow anymore. You will only be this big."

Fang Ping said, hehehe laughed and said: "But it's okay, you will be a little bit bigger from now on, your appearance will not change, you are very cute.

Otherwise, if it continues to grow, you will become disabled.

Very good, I like it!”

"..."

There seemed to be dead silence on the other side of the phone.

"I...don't grow any longer?"

Fangyuan murmured, and involuntarily gestured about his size, and suddenly screamed.

"I'm really not growing up anymore?"

"Fang Ping, I hate you so much!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I want to tell my parents that you bullied me..."

Fangyuan was almost going crazy, yelling and crying on the phone.

In the villa, everyone looked at Fang Ping.

"This guy... even cheated his own sister. He beat the girls but didn't kill them. They should be lucky."

Liang Huabao sighed, look, my sister can bully people to collapse even over the phone.

The girl outside was beaten violently by Fang Ping. What does this mean?

Chen Yunxi also had a strange look on her face. Girls who were not beaten to death by Fang Ping should be lucky, right?

Lu Fengrou was a little speechless. Seeing that Fang Ping was still teasing her sister, she shouted: "Okay, what do you look like? There is no clue at all!"

Fang Ping had a sarcastic look on his face, laughed dryly, and hurriedly said to the phone: "I'm just kidding, it's really not long, I'm just teasing you, you're actually crying."

"Fang Ping, you are too much!"

Fangyuan continued to sob, but did not believe Fang Ping, and continued to break down and said: "I know, it must be short of growth. You have always told me not to grow, so you deliberately didn't tell me. I saw it last time, you and Jingwu

When Ling Yiyi fought, she must have had her bones tempered a long time ago, so she didn't grow long.

She is small and has small breasts. I don’t want that!

Fang Ping, you bullied me, you are a big liar..."

Fang Ping's head was as big as an ox, and he was really trapped in a cocoon. Hearing this, he quickly coughed and said: "Ling Yiyi is a special case. Not everyone is like this. It can definitely grow. Several of my female classmates are thick and thick.

Strong, like a cow..."

At this moment, Chen Yunxi, Zhao Xuemei, and Liu Mengyao looked down one after another, and then looked at each other.

For a long while, several people remained silent in tacit agreement.

It should be...not them, right?

Liang Fenghua and the others can hardly hold it in any longer, so let's just say this here. If we go out and say it, isn't Fang Ping afraid of being an orphan?

After a long while, Fang Ping finally calmed down Fangyuan.

After hanging up the phone, seeing everyone looking at him, he smiled dryly and said: "It's okay, it's a happy event. My sister got her bones tempered once. Sure enough, she is as talented as me. Hey, it's a family inheritance..."

Lu Fengrou rolled her eyes at him. He was an inconspicuous guy. It was obviously a happy event, but he almost scared his sister to death. Is there such a big brother?
To be continued...
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