Chapter 312 Exit

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Kyoto.

Liu Dali's face was full of struggle.

"Should I go or not?"

The National First Rank Martial Arts Competition, a competition involving tens of thousands of warriors, if he doesn't get involved, what kind of reporter is he going to be?

"But he's ranked fourth!"

Liu Dali slightly regretted it. Before that, Fang Ping was only at the peak of the third rank. If he cheated Fang Ping, he would be cheated. What are you afraid of?

But now that guy has entered the fourth-rank realm, the gap... is a little bigger.

"How much stronger is a fourth-rank martial artist than a third-rank high-ranking warrior?"

"With so many people, he shouldn't find me, right?"

"Besides, I got what I deserved, so there's no need to be afraid of him."

"With so many warriors around, I don't believe that Fang Ping can kill me without anyone making the decision for me?"

"The money is all spent, and I have no money now, and it's useless for him to beat me."

"..."

Thinking wildly in his heart, suddenly, Liu Dali gritted his teeth, "I will starve the cowardly to death. If I don't go to such a big news, then how can I eat like a reporter?"

Having made up his mind, Liu Dali no longer hesitated, and went to the capital city!

Even if he doesn't have the exclusive right to broadcast this time, with his vision, he can focus on digging out some people to report on. These people finally break into the top 100, and his reports will be valuable and can make a lot of money.

...

At this moment, many people rushed to the magic capital.

Even Fangyuan in Yangcheng couldn't sit still.

Fangyuan completed the first bone quenching, and recently his qi and blood have increased again. Although he is still far away from the second bone quenching, Fangyuan feels that he is also very powerful now.

If it weren't for the fact that a first-rank martial artist is required to register for the first-rank competition, she would have wanted to sign up.

Guanhu Garden.

Fang Yuan was a little anxious, and couldn't help but said: "Dad, please take a few days off for me, I want to go to Shanghai."

The National First Grade Competition was scheduled to start on October 10, but Fang Yuan couldn't go because he had to attend classes at that time.

"no."

Fang Mingrong refused, and said after a while: "This competition will take a long time, wait until the final top 100 competition, let's see the time."

For the early qualifiers, just watch TV.

The top 100 competition, you can go and see it.

Fang Mingrong actually wanted to go to Shanghai to see his son. Ever since Fang Ping went to Shanghai, he and Li Yuying had never been there.

"We still have to compete in the Top 100..."

Fang Yuan looked regretful. After thinking about it, he said with regret: "Brother seems to be unable to participate this time, and I haven't reached the first rank yet. It's a pity that the first rank was taken away by others."

Fang Mingrong rolled his eyes, his daughter is very swollen recently.

With you reaching the first grade, you can take the first place?

Where does the confidence come from?

There are countless first-rank martial artists in the country, and there are many descendants of grandmasters. What does the little girl think of the national martial arts competition?

Fang Yuan continued to sigh and said, "There are a lot of rewards, and the reward for the first one is almost tens of millions. No wonder Fang Ping said before that the improvement of strength is the money. This time I feel that I have lost a lot, otherwise it would definitely be mine. "

"okay!"

Fang Mingrong couldn't stand the girl's nagging, and said helplessly, "It's the best thing that you don't cause trouble for your brother and me. The family doesn't expect you to make money."

Fang Yuan was not happy, and immediately said: "Dad, you can't say that, warriors must fight..."

"stop!"

Fang Mingrong couldn't take it anymore, can you brat stop blocking me with these words?

"During this period of time, study hard and read books, keep up with the courses, and when it comes to the top 100 competitions, I will ask you to leave and go to Shanghai. Your brother bought a house there, so let's take a look."

"real?"

"Um."

Fang Mingrong said and then urged: "Girl, what kind of club is yours? Disband it for me as soon as possible. Also, return the membership fee and so on to me."

"dad!"

Fang Yuan pouted and muttered: "It's only 10 yuan a year, and I still have to rent a venue, and teach everyone the skills for free. It's not expensive at all, okay? Last year, I divided the membership fee into 10,000 yuan... No ,

More than 9000 yuan. "

Fang Yuan felt that she was at a loss, and she used to open a Zhuanggong class for a separate fee. Later, Fang Ping said that Zhuanggong cannot be practiced deeply, and ordinary people can't bear the exhaustion, so she doesn't hold classes anymore.

Just a group of core members of the Yuanping Society, the members of the family who are a little richer are now practicing real Zhuang Gong.

She doesn't pay the salary of these core members, she just takes it as salary after teaching them skills, and she doesn't have the nerve to charge.

Fang Yuan now feels that the more people there are, the less money they make, which is not worthwhile at all.

Fang Mingrong had a headache, so he stopped talking, got up and said, "You can figure it out, and I'll tell your brother later, you have recruited tens of thousands of people."

"No way!"

Fang Yuan immediately refuted, aggrieved: "It's only five or six thousand, how can there be ten thousand!"

Fang Mingrong kept a dark face and said nothing, Yang Cheng, a big fart, you are a brat, and you have recruited five or six thousand people, how little is it?

This daughter is out of control now, and I have to find Fang Ping to deal with her later.

...

October 8th.

Six days had passed since Fang Ping entered the energy room.

Energy Room Hall.

Lu Fengrou slightly frowned and said, "Haven't you come out yet?"

"Nope."

Song Yingji smiled wryly, then coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Lu, Fang Ping has consumed 2880 credits now, and he prepaid 1500 credits, which is still a little short. Look..."

Lu Fengrou glanced at him and said calmly, "What do you want to say?"

Seeing that Lu Fengrou showed signs of making a move when he disagreed, Song Yingji was tired, and said after a long while: "It's okay."

Fang Ping is already in arrears of 1380 credits!

This account is really not easy to ask for.

A little less is fine, thousands of credits... Song Yingji is now thinking about whether he is ready to take compulsory measures.

Just as he was speaking, Fang Ping came out of the passage unkempt.

There were also some stubble on the face that was fair before.

Six days and six nights!

This time, he practiced for six days and six nights. If it were another person, he would have collapsed long ago.

Relying on the continuous recovery of mental strength, Fang Ping moved forward to keep himself awake.

Finally, after spending six days, the diaphragm of the atrium and ventricle was opened, and the heart was fully tempered.

At this moment, he has walked more than half of the fourth-grade high-end road, and only the last one is left, the bridge to communicate with the heart, and the heart has officially been transformed into an engine that is the source of power.

Fang Ping glanced at his data absently, and Fang Ping was quite satisfied.

This time, cultivating in the energy room did not consume much wealth.

Wealth: 375 million

Vitality and blood: 1800 calories (2090 calories +)

Spirit: 520 Hz (699 Hz)

Bone quenching: 177 pieces (100%), 29 pieces (30%+)

"It's not bad. The transformation of the heart has also enhanced the physique. The upper limit has been increased, and the blood can continue to be increased."

Some time ago, Fang Ping's blood and mental limits had not been touched.

Because the limit of a stage has been reached.

At this moment, with more than half of the heart remodeled, he can continue to increase his blood and physical upper limit.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping raised his head, saw Lu Fengrou just in time, and immediately smiled, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Lu Fengrou glanced at him, nodded slightly and said: "It's not bad, but don't rush for quick success, you have to eat one bite at a time, this time you have practiced for such a long time, turn around and settle down, don't be too eager, it hasn't been long since you broke through to the fourth rank. "

On August 18th, Fang Ping broke through the fourth rank and directly entered the middle of the fourth rank.

It's only been 50 days now.

For many fourth-rank warriors, a bridge between heaven and earth may not be fully built in 50 days.

"Well, I know, but I have stayed in the middle of the fourth rank for a long time this time. It is not a big problem to enter the upper rank of the fourth rank earlier."

Song Yingji on the side looked up at the ceiling.

How long have you stayed?

Why do I remember, it was only a few days before your last breakthrough?

This is the cultivation of the middle level, and what is involved now is the transformation of the heart. How long did it take him for this process?

a year?

No, two years?

Seems like close to three years.

Yes, nearly three years!

Song Yingji remembered that it took him three years to go from the middle stage of the fourth rank to the high stage.

It took him about 8 years to complete the fourth grade stage.

The fifth-grade stage is not short, it took about 10 years.

It's fast, he has just turned 50 this year, he has stepped into the sixth-rank realm, and he is also a dragon and phoenix among people in Huaguo.

Before, Song Yingji was actually quite satisfied.

But now... I always feel that I am really old.

But I'm only 50!

"Teacher, let's go."

Song Yingji was still doubting his life, Fang Ping called Lu Fengrou to leave.

Song Yingji felt that Fang Ping might have lost his mind after practicing for so long, so he had to remind him: "Fang Ping, you have practiced for six days and six nights, and now it is the seventh day!"

"Oh, thank you Teacher Song for your concern, I'm fine."

Song Yingji's face turned black, am I concerned? I am reminding!

You kid and me pretending to be stupid?

"You have practiced for so many days, the pre-paid credits..."

"Is there nothing left?"

"Fang Ping!"

Song Yingji put on a dark face and was about to get mad, I knew you kid wanted to renege on your debt!

Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, and said dryly: "Teacher, I didn't expect that it would take me so long to practice this time, otherwise I wouldn't come to the energy room..."

Do you really think I forgot?

The point is that it is too expensive!

I paid 1500 credits in advance and thought it was enough.

Tens of millions, a few days of practice is not enough?

Who knew that tempering the heart is so difficult, it took six or seven days to complete the unity of the atrium and the ventricle, and now you ask me to make up for it, isn't this cutting my flesh?

Of the 15,500 credits previously harvested, there are now only 14,000 credits left.

Let Fang Ping take credits again, and he will collapse.

Song Yingji said angrily: "That's your own business."

Kid, did I force you to come?

When you entered the door, Lao Song and Lao Song yelled, inflated to the limit, extremely arrogant, and now you are wilting when you pay?

Fang Ping had no choice but to say after a while: "Teacher, let's make a discount. This time I have practiced for so long, so I have to give a discount, right?"

"sorry, we do not have that."

Song Yingji directly refused, where can I get you a discount.

Fang Ping looked at Lu Fengrou. Lu Fengrou didn't seem to hear the two of them talking. Fang Ping didn't have money, so there was no need to worry about him.

"30 million cash, is it enough?"

Fang Ping wanted to vomit blood. It is too expensive to practice here, and I will not come next time if you beat me to death.

It may not take so much to restore qi and blood with wealth points, no, it must not cost so much.

Of course, cultivating in the energy room is not without benefits, the overflow of energy is for tempering the whole body.

Still too expensive though.

"1380 credits, 30 million is not enough."

"Now credits are inflated and worthless..."

"Then you can discuss the exchange rate with the school."

"Then teacher, help me make up the 10 million you owed me before, and that's about it..."

Song Yingji was confused, when did I owe you 10 million?

Did you just open your mouth, Fang Ping?

Fang Ping stopped talking, took out a bank card and threw it on the table, and quickly said: "It contains 30 million, and the password is written on the back. Teacher, I'm leaving first."

This time Fang Ping ran extremely fast without stopping at all.

"Fang Ping!"

Song Yingji yelled, looked at Lu Fengrou who hadn't left yet, and said helplessly, "This kid, Teacher Lu..."

Lu Fengrou laughed, and said, "I still have time to practice this year?"

"Well, there are quite a few more."

"If it's not enough, take it from me, I don't need it anyway."

At this moment, Lu Fengrou has passed this stage, and the effect of the energy room on her is limited.

Unless it's almost like an energy mine.

However, as the mentor of the sixth-rank peak, she has a lot of free training time every year as usual.

Song Yingji didn't say anything after hearing the words, and Lu Fengrou didn't say much, and soon left the energy room.

...

Energy outdoors.

Fang Ping was looking around, seeing Lu Fengrou coming out, he quickly said: "Teacher, Lao Song didn't chase him out, did you stop him?"

Lu Fengrou glanced at him, and said after a long while: "Fuck you, save so many credits for food?"

"You have to prepare for the future, cultivation is too expensive."

Fang Ping sighed, I thought I had more than 10,000 credits and could use the sixth grade, who knew it would be so foolish.

"It's not that cultivation costs too much money, it's that you spend too much money."

Lu Fengrou shook her head slightly. This kid lives in the energy room as a hotel. He stays there for six or seven days. Isn't he spending a lot of money?

Not to mention Fang Ping, the instructors were reluctant to do this.

But in a few days, Fang Ping's four chambers merged into one, and the speed was astonishing.

"How long will it take for the fourth grade high stage?"

"It's three to five days sooner, or ten days and a half months later." Fang Ping replied, and said, "Teacher, the martial arts competition is about to start, this time you help me suppress the situation, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it." live."

"Go to Wu Kuishan."

"The principal is unwilling."

"I don't want to change it to me." Lu Fengrou didn't say anything wrong with Wu Kuishan this time, and said helplessly, "Your Martial Arts Club has saved five or six billion yuan, and you just keep it? If the Martial Arts Club doesn't spend it, you can hand it over to the school. Saving money is just a number.”

"The principal wants to take my money?" Fang Ping turned pale with shock.

"The money from the Martial Arts Club is not yours." Lu Fengrou corrected her.

"A concept."

Fang Ping muttered, "Money touches people's hearts. The Martial Arts Club has too much savings. I didn't expect that even Wu Kuishan would be tempted. It must be spent as soon as possible."

"I see, the money will be gone soon, let's pay everyone a year's salary first..."

Fang Ping has already thought about it, and he will pay everyone a year's benefits first, including his own.

According to the current situation, the annual welfare of the Martial Arts Club is close to 3 billion.

The remaining money is used to subsidize the freshmen, and there is probably not much left.

Lu Fengrou didn't say a word, you are really capable, and you are paying a year's benefits in advance, are you guilty?

Fang Ping didn't think so much. He can receive 6,000 credits a year in the Martial Arts Club.

Another 120 million wealth value can be added.

At that time, I have 20,000 credits in my hand, and see if I can sell them. Can I think of a way to gather enough wealth value of 1 billion, and see if the system can be upgraded?

"The requirements are not high, just give me a storage ring, or a storage warehouse. Without this thing, it's too troublesome."

Fang Ping was a little helpless. If he had a storage ring or something before, he and Qin Fengqing would have gained more than that.

Everything in that hall can be moved away.

Including those tables, chairs and benches, they are also valuable.

There is no need to disassemble and take away energy lamps and the like, they can be packaged as a whole, and the value will also increase.

"One billion wealth...the gap is still a bit big, and the skull hasn't been tempered yet. Forget it, let's put the skull tempering first, and try to save a billion wealth."

Fang Ping, who entered the fourth-rank realm, recovered faster and consumed a lot less wealth.

Maybe it won't be long before 1 billion can be saved.

Lu Fengrou didn't care what he was thinking, walked away for a while, and said, "Zhang Dingnan from Nanjiang has something to do with you, I want you to call him back, and you can call him later."

"Why does Governor Zhang want me?"

"I don't know. It doesn't look like a good thing. Take it easy and let me know if you need anything."

"Oh, I see."

Fang Ping didn't ask any more questions, he called back later and asked, is it the Nanjiang Catacombs about to open?

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