Awakening ability

Chapter 43
Dragging his suitcase along the bluestone-paved road, Fang Hao looked curiously at everything in the inner courtyard.

The area is quite large, with few people in sight, it looks very empty.

After walking a mile or two, I saw four people.

One sits cross-legged on a branch of a weeping willow, with his eyes closed and his heart turned to the sky, looking like he is practicing.

The branch was not thick. Although he was sitting on the branch, most of his buttocks were hanging in the air.

The wind blew, and the branch swayed with the wind, and his body also swayed, but it didn't fall.

Two are fighting over a lake.

——Yes, on the lake, stepping on the water, you and I were fighting fiercely.

It looked very fake, which made Fang Hao doubt whether the thing they stepped on was actually the surface of water.

It is too unscientific to step on it without sinking.

There is another person standing in an open space, making various movements with both hands towards a stone a few meters away.

The stone was suspended in the air, shaking up and down, back and forth, left and right following the gesture of the man.

It gave Fang Hao the feeling that this was no longer the earth, but the legendary world of cultivation.

Seeing such a situation also made him deeply understand a truth - in this supernatural world, he is just a rookie.

Beating up Ding Yin, a senior supernatural being in the arena, and possessing thirteen tons of strength, Fang Hao was once extremely arrogant, thinking that he was already a master in the supernatural world, and at most he was not as good as someone like Meng Tianyun.

Meng Tianyun is the standing director of the National Supernatural Association. There are only a dozen of such people in the whole country. There is no shame in being inferior to others.

But it was only when I came here that I realized that the students in the inner courtyard of this ability training academy are so powerful.

As far as the abilities shown by these few people are concerned, they are no longer at the same level as him.

He asked the person who brought him here in a low voice: "Are all the people in the inner courtyard so powerful?"

"No." The man shook his head.

Fang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

There are also hundreds of students in the inner courtyard. If hundreds of students are so powerful, it will be too much for a person's confidence.

The man said, "There are some more powerful ones."

Fang Hao took a deep breath.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

I thought to myself: "I must keep a low profile here, and it won't be too late to make a high profile when I become stronger."

Although he has suffered some blows, he still has strong confidence in his future.

Because he has a system.

A life with a system is a life of cheating.

How can a person who is cheating be inferior to those supernatural beings?

The dean lives in the south of this basin, in a courtyard covering an area of ​​more than an acre. It is antique and looks much more high-end and elegant than Fang Hao's villa.

In the yard, two trees were planted and some flowers and plants were raised.

When Fang Hao and the others passed by, the doors to the yard were all open, and an old man with white hair was pruning branches with a pair of gardening shears inside.

The person who brought Fang Hao over hurriedly shouted respectfully: "Hello, Dean!"

Fang Hao understood that the white-haired old man was Fan Qingfeng, the dean of the supernatural training academy, and greeted him respectfully: "Hello, dean."

This old man looks like a bad old man, but his true identity is the dean of the China Superpower Training Academy, and he also has another identity, that is, the vice president of the National Superpower Association.

In the supernatural world, this is the top character.

Fang Hao didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

The old man stopped what he was doing and looked at the two of them. They didn't know each other, and he was a little strange: "Why are you looking for me? I'm not the reception desk for freshmen."

The person who brought Fang Hao over respectfully presented Meng Tianyun's letter with both hands:

"Dean, this junior was recommended by Executive Director Meng Tianyun. This is a letter from Director Meng to you."

"Meng Tianyun? He also came to meddle in these things?"

The old man had some doubts, reached out to take the letter, and did not open it immediately, but looked at Fang Hao with great interest:
"It's not bad. It's not easy to make Meng Tianyun look up to a talent."

Fang Hao said modestly: "It's all Director Meng's wrong love."

"Wrong love?"

The old man laughed, and did not continue to say anything to Fang Hao, but said to the person who brought Fang Hao over:

"Since it was recommended by Meng Tianyun, he has the qualification to directly enter the inner court. You can take him to register and say that I have already approved him to enter the inner court."

After that person and Fang Hao left, he didn't continue to prune the branches, but opened the letter with some doubts on his face:
"Hasn't the person named Meng always looked down on people with superpowers? What's going on today? He actually recommended a person with superpowers to enter the inner courtyard?"

Opening the letter, looking at it, his face changed:

"It's not a supernatural being...has a lot of power...the physical body has reached the point where it has established a Dao foundation...suitable for cultivation..."

"What kind of freak is this?"

"Meng Tianyun wants to accept this person as his teacher..."

"But his teacher..."

"No, I have to find a way to keep this person. Our talents are not enough for ourselves, so we can't let outsiders take them away."

After reading the letter, Fan Qingfeng stood blankly holding the letter for a long time, and many thoughts flashed through him.

Fang Hao was taken to the registration place for new students to register, including his identity information and the abilities he possessed.

The building where the registration office is located is also antique, a large wooden pavilion.

It was the office in the inner courtyard of Huaxia Ability Training Academy, with multiple rooms.

After walking in and seeing many cameras and LCD screens, Fang Hao was able to confirm that he was still on earth and in this era.

After he said that what he had was a power-type power, the clerk behind the computer asked him to show his power.

In this office, there is a boxing strength tester, which can be used to test the strength of that punch.

Fang Hao hesitated: "My strength is a bit strong, will it break this tester?"

The clerk smiled: "You don't have to worry about this, just use your best strength to hit it, and you don't have to pay for it if you break it."

"How much force can it bear at most?" Fang Hao asked worriedly.

He is a person with thirteen tons of strength, and he is worried that this instrument will be broken with one punch.

How embarrassing is it that you broke someone's things just after you came here?
The clerk pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I don't know how much force it can bear at most, but I know that someone hit it with a force of more than 6 kilograms, and it didn't break it."

Fang Hao's face turned red all of a sudden.

More than 6 kilograms, that is more than 60 tons.

And his current strength is only a little over thirteen tons.

Originally, he still had a lot of confidence in power, but now it seems that he is still a little arrogant.

(End of this chapter)