These people are the soul and spirit of my Mowu!"

After saying a few words briefly, Fang Ping added: "So many people are the same. We will gather at the school gate at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning! Wear uniforms and cheer up. Don't let outsiders underestimate me, Mo Wu.

At this time, we need to show our strength more.

The more critical the situation, the stronger you are, the more you have the right to speak, and the more people will take you seriously.

Weak people are not qualified to participate in this. You have to know what I mean. The more it reaches this juncture, the more it reflects the ecological chain relationship of the weak and the strong."

Zhang Yu nodded. At this moment, he had also reached the fifth level. Although it had only been a few days since he broke through, the stronger he became, the more he could understand the truth.

The more chaotic and crisis the situation becomes, the stronger will have more say.

This time Mowu held a grandmaster banquet, it was actually a competition for the right to speak.

Even if the Mowu does not have the top nine ranks, there are no ninth ranks, there are many middle and low-rank strong men, and they are still so young, they will have greater rights.

…

On April 1st, the Magic City became lively.

People arrived in the Magic City one after another, and all forces gathered together.

Even ordinary people in society know that the Magic City Martial Arts University is going to hold a grandmaster banquet, and many ordinary people have begun to talk about it.

…

April 2nd.

Early in the morning, Mowu was decorated with lanterns and colors and was full of joy.

Wuhan University is a school, but it is not a school.

It can even be seen as a modernized New Age sect.

When a school teacher breaks through to the master level, it is also an honor for the entire school, and no one is unhappy.

A hotel not far from Mowu.

Hotel rooftop.

Several strong masters looked at Mowu from a distance, and when they saw a group of well-dressed students gathered at the school gate, a strong master couldn't help but sigh: "Mowu is getting stronger and stronger. The strength of Mowu does not lie in the number of students.

It’s just a few high-quality products.”

Next to him, a female grandmaster nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, the quality of the students alone... is comparable to that of our school's instructors."

There are dozens of middle-grade students and hundreds of third-grade students.

Ordinary Wuhan University, the third grade is the instructor.

Hundreds of students with strong mentorship are even more powerful than some non-professional Wuhan universities.

A few people discussed in low voices, and someone laughed and said: "We are okay, we are always pretty much the same anyway, but Jingwu, I am afraid it will be a little uncomfortable this time."

"Over at Jingwu, who is coming this time?"

"Su Zhan!"

"he?"

Someone immediately laughed and said: "Isn't he afraid that Li Changsheng will cause trouble for him?"

"No, that's not the case. After all, it's a major matter for Mowu. No matter how Li Changsheng doesn't follow the rules, he won't cause trouble at this time."

"It's hard to say...but I heard that Li Changsheng has been in seclusion recently. I heard that if he wants to manifest his spiritual power, he may not come out of seclusion."

"Su Zhan may not be afraid of him. Su Zhan got a magic weapon before, which greatly increased his strength. Li Changsheng, a fake eighth-level man, may not be able to deal with him."

"A dog bites a dog. These two old guys were not good friends when they were young. If Li Changsheng hadn't overpowered Su Zhan, Su Zhan's bad temper might not have had a better reputation than Li Changsheng."

"That's true, we can just watch the fun."

"..."

Several grandmasters were chatting and laughing, and they were somewhat looking forward to Li Changsheng coming out of seclusion.

…

The entrance to the magic martial arts school.

The door is open.

Hundreds of students held their heads high and their faces beaming with joy.

Fang Ping stood in the middle, with students on both sides, and in front, several fifth-level warriors leading the way.

On the left, Zhang Yu is the leader.

On the right, Chen Wenlong is in the lead.

As for Qin Fengqing, who was also in the fifth grade, Fang Ping cited his poor image as a reason and was worried that his bald head would ruin the image of the school, so he arranged it behind him.

Qin Fengqing didn't care either. At the moment, she was chatting with Liu Dali, who was in charge of photography.

As they chatted, Qin Fengqing couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic when she learned that Liu Dali was also forced to work for Fang Ping because of debts.

"How much do you owe him?"

"Not much, several million."

"Several million, how many years of the contract did you sign with him?"

"10 years."

Qin Fengqing suddenly felt extremely sympathetic to Liu Dali. For a few million, you were sold for 10 years. Compared with you... Qin Fengqing suddenly felt that it was nothing after being sold for 100 years.

This guy is really miserable!

Is millions called money?

By the way, Qin Fengqing also looked down at Liu Dali. We are not the same people. Liu Dali's sales were too cheap, and Qin Fengqing felt that she was much more upscale than him.

While they were chatting, Liu Dali, who was taking pictures, suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Boss Fang's sister is here!"

"Um?"

Qin Fengqing turned her head and looked towards the school gate, and saw a group of more than 20 people walking toward the school gate somewhat awkwardly.

These people are old and young, warriors and non-martialists.

In front of the crowd, a few young girls, their eyes rolling around, were looking this way, feeling a little embarrassed but also a little excited.

Qin Fengqing grinned, Fang Ping's sister?

Fang Ping is his biggest creditor, and this guy is also a real rich man. Should he... think about it?

…

In front of the crowd.

Fang Ping also saw Fangyuan, and saw that this girl was extremely excited and helpless.

Fangyuan's side was really not specially arranged by him.

However, it was said before that representatives of the families of teachers and students would be invited, and Fang Ping's family members were naturally among those invited. Fang Mingrong and Li Xiuying heard that there were many people coming, and there were many masters. After hearing this, their legs became a little weak, and finally the representatives of the Fang family

It became a square circle.

When Fang Yuan saw him, he straightened his back and pretended not to look away, Fang Ping secretly laughed in his heart.

Ignoring the girl, Fang Ping took a few steps forward, with a solemn look on his face, he raised his right hand across his chest, performed a martial arts salute, and said loudly: "Welcome the family members of Mowu teachers and students! On behalf of Mowu, Fang Ping would like to thank everyone for their dedication over the years.

I have trained countless talents for my magic martial arts..."

Fang Ping saluted, and hundreds of students at the school gate straightened their backs and performed a martial arts salute.

Among the family members who came to the banquet, some had tears in their eyes, while others were at a loss as to what to do.

Among these people, some of their relatives had already died in the caves.

In the school and in the distance, a group of elderly people also had tears in their eyes.

Today belongs to Mowu.

…

Representatives of teachers and students' families quickly headed to the banquet venue under the leadership of others.

Fang Ping did not talk to Fangyuan, but he vaguely heard the girl communicating with the little girl next to her.

"Song Ya, this is my brother, isn't he handsome? I told my brother last time not to bully your dad again. Your dad didn't say he was bullied by my brother now, did he?"

The girl next to her said worriedly: "My dad came home a few days ago and said that he would fight to the death with your brother sooner or later. Yuanyuan, can my dad beat your brother?"

"I probably can't beat him, my brother has killed someone at the top of the sixth level!"

"What should we do?"

"How about... you buy me some delicious food, bribe me, and I'll ask my brother to give in..."

"..."

Fang Ping listened to the conversation between the two girls and felt a little dumbfounded.
To be continued...