Practicing ten thousand times increase, I became a nightmare for all races!

In any case, these things are still far away from him.

Continue to read the newspaper, and then take out the federal beast illustration book to start memorizing. This is the ability to save life after entering the wilderness area in the future, and you have to keep familiarizing yourself with it.

"Jiang Li, Teacher Chen asked you to go to the principal's office after the self-study is over."

A classmate passed on a word, making Jiang Li pause, and then surprise and anticipation appeared in his eyes, probably because of the 5 bottles of D-grade energy liquid that he said yesterday.

Teacher Chen's movements are really fast!

awesome!

"it is good!"

Jiang Li replied.

Chapter 15 Nanming Middle School Exchange Competition

at this time.

Principal's office.

Chen Datong was explaining to the principal Feng Buping eagerly:

"Principal, do you know what Dacheng Realm Mang Niu Fist means? What's wrong with 10 bottles of D-level energy liquid? Our school can definitely afford this price!"

"Once Jiang Li gets a little bit more energy and tries hard to get admitted to the top five prestigious schools, then our school will gain more than 10 bottles of D-grade energy liquid. You should seriously consider it!"

"And Jiang Li's martial arts talent is really strong!"

He wanted to get 10 bottles of D-grade energy liquid for Jiang Li instead of the 5 bottles he had promised.

Every time he recalled the process of fighting Jiang Li yesterday, he was even more frightened.

Not only the great achievement in combat skills, but also the astonishingly improved combat skills also amazed him. This kid is definitely a combat genius!

Only then did the scene of wanting to fight for more resources for Jiang Li begin.

"Old Chen, sit down first."

Feng Buping is an old man over sixty years old with a Chinese face, but he is very imposing. He stretched out his hand to let Chen Datong sit down, and said with a smile:

"Old Chen, you are thinking too much about the students, but as the principal, I have to take care of the overall situation and consider all the students. It's not that I have to block you, but 5 bottles of D-level energy liquid are too much for Jiang Li. That's enough to say."

"headmaster....."

"Don't worry, look at this first."

The principal interrupted Chen Datong and handed him a report card and a conversion rate evaluation.

This is what he transferred from the student file just now.

"Of course I know what Dacheng's Reckless Ox Fist means, but if Jiang Li has a higher talent in Qi and blood cultivation, I will work hard to train him."

"But look, the last blood test showed 61.2 calories. In the past two weeks or so, I'll count him up by 0.3 calories to 61.5."

"The most important thing is, look at his energy liquid conversion rate, 8%! This is indeed a bit poor."

Chen Datong was silent.

The conversion rate of the energy liquid was tested at the time of enrollment, and 8% means that a bottle of D-grade energy liquid Jiang Li has absorbed at most 0.8 calories of blood.

5 bottles are 4 cards of blood.

Reaching 65 cards of qi and blood, combined with Dacheng's Mang Niuquan, there is no problem in going to a prestigious school, and going up, it really can't be solved by 10 bottles of D-level energy liquid, the cost is too high.

He knew the principal was telling the truth.

The First Martial Arts Experimental Middle School is a public middle school after all, so it cannot be said that the resources are only given to one classmate.

Seeing that Chen Datong didn't speak, Feng Buping didn't continue talking, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Don't worry, these 5 bottles of D-grade energy liquid are indispensable to him. This kid can at least go to a prestigious school, and it will depend on his own destiny in the future."

"Yes, principal."

Chen Datong muffled.

At this time, the sky message from the principal's office rang.

connected.

The virtual video was turned on, and a vigorous old man appeared in the video, laughing loudly:

"Old Feng, didn't you agree to come to the No. [-] Middle School for an exchange today? How come you have no one so far? Could it be that you ran away?"

This old man is the principal of Nanming Martial Arts Middle School, Jiang Taihe.

Feng Buping laughed and said:

"How could it be possible to forget such an important matter? You, Principal Jiang, came to the No. [-] Middle School to guide the work in person. I'm too happy. It's not that it's too late to deal with the work. Come now, and I'll have someone take you to the training center first. .”

"That's good, you old boy, hurry up."

The two smiled and hung up Tianxun.

Principal Feng typed several Tianxun one after another, arranged for teachers and students to go there, and then smiled and said to Chen Datong:

"Let's go and have a look together?"

There was a trace of doubt in Chen Datong's eyes:

"Principal, isn't our martial arts teacher leading the team for exchanges between schools on weekdays? Why is Principal Jiang from Nanming Middle School here in person this time?"

Feng Buping said:

"This old fox didn't come here just to get to the bottom of the city's mock exam on the weekend."

Chen Datong was puzzled:

"It's just a mock exam. Although it's the city's unified exam, it's not enough, is it?"

"What do you know, this mock exam, there is a big person coming to watch, if you perform well, you might get support from above!"

Feng Buping subconsciously lowered his voice, making Chen Datong extremely curious.

What kind of existence does the headmaster call a big shot?

"Big man?"

"Have you heard of the sword bearer?"

"The sword bearer? I've never heard of it."

At this moment, Chen Datong's curiosity was completely aroused.

"Haven't heard of it? It's fine if you haven't heard of it."

There was a tinge of teasing in Feng Buping's eyes, and he stopped talking, this was beating and beating, Chen Buping had been arguing with him just now.

"I%&*#￥*&#@!"

Chen Datong was dumbfounded. If the old man in front of him was not the principal, he would have directly ascended to heaven with one punch!

What a fucking bitch!

Chen Datong was helpless. If the principal didn't say anything, he had no choice but to wait until the principal's narrow-mindedness passed before asking.

The two walked very fast, and arrived at the learning and training hall in a short while.

Just entered.

Jiang Taihe laughed and greeted him:

"Old Feng, the training hall of your No. [-] Middle School is just luxurious. It is indeed the recognized No. [-] Martial Arts Middle School. It is good to have government support. Unlike our Nanming, the conditions for the students are difficult."

It seems to be lamenting envy, but it is actually yin and yang.

If we can overthrow you under difficult conditions, then you are useless.

Feng Buping waved his hands again and again, and said with a subterranean smile:

"Where is it, I heard that you Nanming can afford tens of millions of training equipment, how can our little possessions be enough for you to see?"

The two looked at each other and laughed, each with their own ghosts, exposing each other's faults.

"This is the young heroes of your Nanming, they are all full of energy."

Feng Buping smiled, and glanced at the three teenagers standing behind Jiang Taihe, all of them had good aura, and there was pride in their eyes.

"Where, there are some boys who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Why don't we bring them to see the world and let them know the truth that there are people beyond the human world."

"Where is the top among you, why didn't you see it?"

"It's on the way, it'll be there soon."

The two laughed at each other and chatted about some unnutritious nonsense.

The so-called communication.

In fact, the two sides sent a few students to each other to fight in the group arena.

One is to let the students see the world and gain more practical experience.

The second is to look at the strength of the opponent's top students, and have a bottom in mind.

If the host school accidentally loses, it will inevitably look ugly.

Feng Buping watched the momentum of several Nanming students, and quietly sent a message to Tianxun.

"Call No.2 from class one, class two, class three, and three elite classes to come over to me."

Just when everyone was waiting impatiently.

A teacher finally rushed to the practice hall with three students.

"It finally came, I thought they were afraid."

A short boy from Nanming Middle School muttered with a casual face.

Chapter 16 The Arrogant Nanming Student

"Xiao Liu, don't be presumptuous!"

Principal Jiang gave a soft drink, smiled at Feng Buping and said:

"The young man has never suffered, and is a little arrogant. Don't take it to heart, Old Feng."

Feng Buping naturally wouldn't get angry with a student.

"Young people are the best when they are young."

"Still the old rules?"

"No problem, the focus is on communication."

A group of teachers sat down one after another, leaving the stage for six students.

The so-called old rules.

It's just a live ring, one-on-one, the loser will end, and the other side will be replaced, and whichever side stands at the end is the victory.

The eyes of the three top students in No. [-] Middle School were filled with resentment, and they were a little angry when they were provoked by the provocative gaze of the student surnamed Liu.

The student surnamed Liu jumped onto the ring at once.

With a hook of his finger, he said contemptuously:

"Hey, it's you, big fool, you look stupid, you come first?"

"Don't be fooled by him, you are stronger, save your energy and go last."

The only girl among the three top students grabbed the tall student and said.

Although everyone competes with each other on weekdays.

But now representing the school, the students still have a strong sense of collective honor.

This girl looks quite delicate, but her mouth is quite poisonous:

"Small, not tall, but has a big tone."

The teachers watched the students talking trash to each other and didn't stop them, but smiled knowingly, after all, everyone came from the youthful years.

"Look at the fist!"