In Mowu, there are nearly 4,000 first-level warriors!

Of course, there are quite a few sophomores, close to 1,500 people.

But in my third and fourth years, there are currently more than 2,000 first-level warriors.

If Fang Ping really wanted to do this, the school wouldn't agree to it.

"Let the other three colleges go for the time being. You ask the martial arts club to give the juniors and seniors of the Weaponry College a break. At the Weaponry College, there are 800 juniors and seniors. In fact, there are less than 800. There are actually close to 300.

If a person is in the first level, he will not be ashamed.

Ignore the other colleges for the time being. There are too many people. If the Weapons Academy does this again, I will be ruthless!"

Fang Ping said with a smile: "Tang Shizi will definitely support it. It's no problem with Teacher Li, and Dean Huang...it won't be a problem if the number of people is smaller by then. Doesn't he feel embarrassed?"

The students at the Weapons Academy have the best qualifications, the best conditions, the most tasks, and the most resources...

Just like this, if they can't reach the second level after a few years, they will be left to make a living?

Not to mention that cultivation is difficult, it is difficult for everyone, ordinary martial arts universities are even more difficult, but ordinary martial arts universities can produce third-grade students, and second-grade students are not uncommon, but I don’t believe that people from magic martial arts have more difficulty than them!"

After talking for a while, Fang Ping looked at the sky and said with a smile: "Okay, that's all. I still have some cultivation matters to ask the teacher for advice. Don't delay your martial arts training. You are close to the warrior who has been tempered three times.

, I should make rapid progress in the lower third level."

Chen Yunxi looked a little embarrassed and did not dare to answer the conversation.

Fang Ping ignored her and stepped into the villa.

…

At the end of September, news spread throughout Mowu that the school was preparing to recruit first-grade warriors for juniors and seniors at the Weapons Academy.

For a moment, the old man cried out in sorrow.

The freshmen cheered excitedly, Demon King Fang finally took advantage of the old students!

In less than a month, the freshmen have almost collapsed from the torment.

Practicing, doing chores, going to class, and challenging the elite list took up almost all of their time.

At night, I finally had a good sleep, but that bastard Fang Ping actually let people attack the camp at night... no, attack the dormitory!

Euphemistically called training their vigilance and reaction capabilities.

This matter also received full support from Dean Tang Feng of the Weapons Academy.

The reason is that Fang Ping and others were almost attacked when they went out to suppress cult warriors, so Tang Feng felt that it was necessary to let the new students experience more.

Now, if the Grandmaster doesn't come forward, Tang Feng, a sixth-grade peak martial artist, and Fang Ping, the president of the martial arts club, will suddenly become a foregone conclusion.

Nowadays, freshmen dare not take off their clothes to sleep at night for fear of being kicked in.

Some of the girls who were freshmen in Mowu were even more frightened. They heard that Demon King Fang wanted to hit a woman's breasts. If he gave them a few blows, they, the newbies, would be busted without even one punch.

…

Things at school are gradually getting on the right track.

Fang Ping had heard about a lot of nicknames given to him by the freshmen behind their backs, but he didn't take the time to deal with them for the time being.

Once he had some time, Fang Ping had plenty of ways to sort them out.

At the end of September, Fang Ping brought a change of clothes, pills and weapons, and met Qin Fengqing in front of the martial arts club.

In front of the martial arts club.

Qin Fengqing's momentum is much stronger than before, and it has been almost two months since he broke through to the fourth level.

A few days ago, Qin Fengqing built four bridges between heaven and earth.

Seeing his high energy, Fang Ping raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are you in the middle of fourth grade?"

"No, I almost made it, or I just barely made it in."

Qin Fengqing also smiled with some evil intentions, "The prototype of the fifth bridge between heaven and earth has been built. The next step is to stabilize it. Fang Ping, we are on the same level."

The prototype was built, which also meant that he had actually entered the middle of the fourth grade.

But because it is not yet stable, the realm is not too stable.

Fang Ping chuckled and said, "It's not easy. I remember last year, we met for the first time at the school gate. You were a third-level warrior and I was not a warrior. Alas, in the blink of an eye, you almost caught up with me. It's amazing!"

Qin Fengqing's old face turned black instantly!

This is so heartbreaking!

When I first met Fang Ping last year, he was three levels higher than Fang Ping. Today this year, he is actually not as good as Fang Ping!

The previous high spirits disappeared all of a sudden, Qin Fengqing hummed: "The path of martial arts is not just for a while, waiting for you to stay at the peak of the sixth grade for decades..."

"Really? I release my spiritual power, my bone marrow is like mercury, I am invincible at the third level, and my essence, energy and spirit are one. Old Qin, I think my peak at the sixth level may only be a few months, and then I will reach the seventh level. The level of skull tempering

He is also taller than you, and the eighth grade is also close at hand.

Do you think you can really catch up with me?"

"Enough!"

Qin Fengqing became angry with embarrassment and said with a dark face: "Leave or not, you talk too much!"

Fang Pingle kept laughing and stopped attacking him. The two of them walked towards the south area. This time they took the passage in the south area to the catacombs.

…

Fang Ping and the others had just left when several people walked out of the door of the martial arts club.

Watching the two people leave, Fu Changding sighed.

Others also sighed. Now, the gap between everyone has been completely widened.

In the past, everyone could still form a team to carry out missions together, but now, the gap is too big, and teaming up has become a drag on each other.

"I hope they can come back safely..."

Chen Yunxi prayed quietly, but everyone was silent.

In the underground cave, life and death depend on heaven.
Chapter completed!