Chapter 325 Transfer to another school
Fang Xian sat down in his seat and turned on the Internet.
After entering the keywords, I found that the popularity of the rookie competition remained high and there were detailed reports.
"Huo Wuyong, a warrior of level eight, tsk tsk... He has fully condensed the Ren and Du meridians, which are the most difficult to cultivate. It is said that he can break through to the martial arts master level at any time, but he is deliberately suppressing it. He wants to pursue the best state before breaking through?"
"There is an analysis online that the so-called best state is when one sweeps this class of freshmen and becomes the strongest rookie king, creating an invincible momentum and breaking through the innate level on the podium... Tsk tsk, we can't compare to them..." Wang Lei sighed. He didn't feel envious, jealous or hateful at all, because the gap was too big, so he couldn't even feel jealous.
"This guy is a bit too pretentious... it would be fun if he got punctured by accident..."
Fang Xian complained and continued reading: "Hmm? He has a powerful background... The son of Huo Feilong, chairman of Interstellar Airlines?"
"You are a winner in life. I can't envy you enough."
Huang Lan opened another piece of news: "Look at this, she's absolutely beautiful! Xiao Ling'er, a level 7 warrior! The second most popular, the goddess in the eyes of boys!"
"A Valkyrie!" Ning Chen added, "If you marry someone who you can't beat, be careful of domestic violence!"
Fang Xian nodded: "A warrior who has opened up the Ren and Du meridians is indeed quite powerful..."
His true qi value at this time was just over 100. When he met a warrior like Ling Ziling who had just broken through, his total true qi was actually not much more than his, only about 30% to 40%, which he could make up for with his experience in moves.
But for warriors at the Ren and Du meridians level, the total amount of true Qi is over 200, which is already a matter of one or two times, forming a crushing advantage over martial artists.
If the inner strength is too strong, it can defeat the opponent's skills with just one force, and ordinary experience in techniques cannot make up for it.
Didi!
'The income of your account ending in ****...'
Suddenly, Fang Xian found a message coming from his communication bracelet, and nodded with satisfaction: "Zhou He is awesome, he increased the money as he said! But he should earn more, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy..."
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Time turns to night.
Fang Xian walked out of the . The old gatekeeper was not surprised and even smiled at him ingratiatingly.
"That's the good thing about a fake university. It's the same whether there's access control or not. I've become accustomed to it..."
After Fang Xian walked a distance away, he immediately used the Eight Steps of the Flying Dragon and jumped onto the wall.
If Zhou He were here, his eyes would pop out of his head.
His lightness skill can cover a distance of four to five zhang (more than ten meters), which is almost comparable to that of a congenital martial artist.
That is to say, because there were no surveillance cameras nearby, Fang Xian was able to roam freely and in a blink of an eye he was on the rooftop of a building.
In addition to practicing martial arts, he has been adapting his own skills to the rules of this world, and has already made some small gains.
"Blood and flesh become invisible phantoms!"
Fang Xian reached out and wiped his face, and his muscles and blood vessels began to adjust slightly, turning into another face. At the same time, his figure became translucent, as if covered with a layer of camouflage.
This is the power of magic that has never appeared in this world!
Once discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.
After Fang Xian finished all this, he used his Qing Kung skills to easily come to the black market in Dongzhou.
Although it is called a black market, there are actually no shops clustered together in Dongzhou. That would be too eye-catching.
The majority are still scattered small shops, which appear to be no different from ordinary stores except that their owners secretly take on some gray business of selling stolen goods.
Fang Xian rushed for a distance, removed his invisibility technique, and walked into a car repair shop with a swagger .
"I'm looking for Lao Huang. We have an appointment."
He spoke calmly, his voice low.
Inside the repair shop, a group of tattooed burly men who had looked over with unfriendly eyes softened a little at this moment and went back to doing their own things.
When Fang Xian arrived at the office, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties sitting in an office chair.
"Dark Star, you're here."
When Old Huang saw Fang Xian, he quickly stood up and made tea.
This is a ruthless character. His kung fu is extremely powerful and his attacks are extremely cruel. He is very difficult to deal with.
"I brought the money, but where are the things?"
Fang Xian threw a wad of cash on the table.
“Yes, yes.”
Old Huang closed the office door, moved an oil painting, revealing the safe behind it. He skillfully entered the password, pulled the heavy valve, took out a small suitcase, placed it on the table, and opened it in front of Fang Xian.
Inside the suitcase was a black fragment, only the size of a palm.
"The fragments of the mecha are made of real steel alloy. I had to do a lot of favors to get it..." Old Huang said with a sigh.
Fang Xian grabbed it directly and injected a trace of true energy into it.
Buzz!
The real steel immediately vibrated. It was indeed highly sensitive to true Qi. This was also the most convenient and accurate way to identify this alloy.
"Great, deal done."
Fang Xian nodded: "Next time if there is such a thing, remember to call me, you know the contact information... If there is any real mecha news, remember to notify me."
"That's unlikely. We still want to live longer. Reselling some fragments or small parts is fine, but each core power unit has a number..."
Old Huang smiled bitterly.
"As long as the benefits are big enough, there will always be people who are bold enough, right? I'm just buying some information..."
Reselling mechas means reselling top-level arms, which involves too many things. Fang Xian can understand that this is just a hope.
After walking out of the repair shop, he used his Qinggong skills to quickly disappear.
Of course, he was very interested in the world's most advanced weapon - mecha.
Today, this kind of borderline research is just a small trial.
"After this period of testing and intelligence gathering, it is unlikely that civilians can teach themselves to become mecha masters, unless they join the military or other superpowers..."
"After all, it is the essence of a civilization. If I want to crack it through my own research, I will underestimate the other party. I need to study systematically. The best way is to become famous in one battle and then transfer to another school!"
If Zhou He knew Fang Xian's plan, he would probably vomit blood.
The reason why Fang Xian was willing to come to this kind of fake university was that he wanted to transfer to another school and save a year of repeating his studies.
Even if there was no freshman competition this time, he would have tried to debut in some competitions like the 'Little Martial Arts Cup' or the 'Youth Martial Arts Competition', and then made a big splash, hoping to be specially recruited.
"It's the scale that needs to be carefully grasped... If you don't perform well enough, you won't be able to impress the mecha department of a top university. If you perform too well, you'll get too much attention..."
"However, I just happen to have a role model - Chawanzi! What kind of talent did she show that got her specially recruited by the Mecha Department of Wushen University?"
"This time I went to the Martial God District, I just happened to ask and understand the market situation."
Only by knowing more information can we plan better for the future!
