I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 55 White Jade Sword
Along the way, Yang Zhenwu's mouth basically never stopped, and Fang Qingran learned a lot of information about Chaofan from him.

For example, the rules and regulations and benefits of the Extraordinary Association, and another example, the detailed division of ranks among the extraordinary.

In each extraordinary level, according to the burning intensity of the spiritual fire, it will be divided into four sub-levels.

Newly broken transcendents like him are currently in the initial stage of Yinghuo, that is... the early stage of Yinghuo.

After the initial stage, you still have to go through the middle stage and the high stage to reach the threshold for promotion.

The threshold for advancement is divided into a separate level, which is called the limit.

Only when you have reached the limit of the first-order firefly, can you be qualified to look up to the second-order candle.

Arriving at the branch of the Extraordinary Association established in the most prosperous area of ​​Ningcheng, Fang Qingran, led by Lu Ling and Yang Zhenwu, went straight to the counter in charge of serving newly promoted extraordinary people.

When standing in front of the counter, Fang Qingran clearly felt the attention from all over the hall.

Everyone is obviously very interested in him, a newly promoted transcendent.

This is normal. Compared with ordinary people, the number of extraordinary people can be called rare.

Moreover, this is a change that only slowly occurred when the promotion process gradually became professional. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is rare in the early days of the virtual world invasion.

Those who advanced to cross the river by feeling the stones back then failed in seven or eight out of ten cases.

"Please mobilize a little spiritual fire from the fire to your thumb, place your thumb on the device next to it, and press it for three seconds."

The staff at the counter glanced at Fang Qingran's white bathrobe several times, barely maintaining a sweet formulaic smile.

Although I have worked here for several years, I know that some extraordinary people are more independent, but it is the first time I have seen Baba rush to register without changing clothes after taking a shower.

Also, the oblique thing inserted into the back is definitely not the hilt of the sword, but a wooden stick!

Even with a layer of silver paint on it, she would recognize it!
After Fang Qingran completed the actions according to the instructions, she suppressed the strong desire to complain, and stretched out her hand to guide the photo studio not far from the hall.

"Next, just go inside and take a passport photo.

Well, there are no specific restrictions, sir, you can put on a pose that you think is the most handsome.

After you come out, we will arrange for you a veteran superhuman who is responsible for guiding you to help you familiarize yourself with the surge in power after transcendence. "

Fang Qingran accepted it.

A few minutes later, he straightened his white bathrobe and walked out of the room where the photo was taken.

Outside the camera room, there was a young man with a three-foot green front in his arms, a blue shirt and hair tied in an ancient costume, waiting beside Lu Ling and Yang Zhenwu.

"Guide, Muhua Sword Gym, Xie Jun."

The young man in ancient costume held his sword in his chest and cupped his fists at Fang Qingran.

Hearing the other party's self-report, Lu Ling couldn't help raising her small face, and looked at the other party carefully.

"Mr. Fang Qingran, that's right, please follow me."

Xie Jun smiled kindly, led the way ahead, and led the three of them through the hall and into the corridor.

Sensing that the corner of the clothes was being gently pulled a few times, Fang Qingran lowered his head, and found that it was Aunt Lu who was making small moves.

Her lips twitched, and Fang Qingran interpreted what little Lolita wanted to express with her lips.

The Muhua Sword Gym is the place where Aunt Lu intends to introduce him to learn swordsmanship. The owner of the Gymnasium is a disciple taught by the senior sword master.

The specific meaning I want to express is that I hope he will strike appropriately and lightly later, so as not to beat people so hard that they can't find Bei.

"Understand!"

Fang Qingran nodded suddenly.

Xie Jun, who was leading the way, was also secretly observing Fang Qingran, a new transcendent.

It has been many years since he served as a guide. Today is the first time he has guided such a young transcendent who can clearly see that he is underage.

One hundred percent, a genius from a certain school!

For guides like them, most of the newly-promoted Transcendents they can come into contact with are middle-aged people in their 40s and [-]s who have worked for several years before saving enough resources to advance.

"As a senior, it seems that I have to hold back a little bit, so as not to scare the little genius."

Thinking silently in his heart, he led the way through the gate at the end of the corridor, and the large and brightly lit venue fell into the sight of the three behind him.

On the auditorium stage, a few people sat in twos and threes, paying attention to the basically one-sided battle situation downwards from time to time.

The two sides who are fighting, one is exhausted and seems to be a Mediterranean man who is in a mid-life crisis, and the other has a well-founded advance and retreat, dressed in a martial arts uniform, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Wait for the end of this guide battle, then it will be our turn.

Mr. Fang, if you have any questions about Chaofan, you can ask them now.

I know, I will try my best to answer. "

Looking sideways at the young man beside him, his words were very gentle.

The part-time job of a guide can get a lot of money every month. In order to avoid having a bad conscience with the money, he will try his best to guide every new transcendent.

"Um……"

Fang Qingran thought hard for a while, then shook his head.

He didn't have anything to answer. On the way before coming here, what he should know had already been clarified through Senior Yang.

"Is it okay?
That's right, to be able to advance at such a young age, the family background should not be much worse. "

After thinking about the other party's family environment, Xie Jun saw the two people on the field standing upright, smiled and said:
"Then let's not waste too much time, let's start the battle directly."

As if intending to show off his strength, he flicked his bangs flirtatiously, jumped forward, stretched his arms like a roc spreading its wings, and landed firmly in the center of the venue.

Seeing that Fang Qingran turned back to the corridor, and walked out of the entrance of the venue with a calm face, he said in satisfaction:
"Very good, I'm going to wait for the transcendent to be like this before the mountain collapses without changing my face, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and keep a calm mind at all times."

With the scabbard in his arms, he didn't waste any time, and cut straight to the point:
"You don't need to be so nervous, we are just conducting practice guided battles.

In this way, you should attack me with all your strength first, so that I can observe how well you control the extraordinary power.

Based on these, tailor-made this guidance session for you. "

"All strength?"

Fang Qingran chewed on the meaning of the words and repeated them.

"Yes, full strength."

Xie Jun smiled confidently:
"You don't have to worry about hurting me, my experience is extremely rich..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face changed wonderfully.

A strand of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and he pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, his muscles tensed, but he didn't dare to move.

Carotid artery, heart, eyebrow, prostate...

All fatal parts seemed to be resisted by an invisible sword at the same time, as long as he made a slight movement, he would receive a devastating blow.

He swallowed.

This is not the first time he has experienced this feeling.

But...but that is the field of swordsmanship that the master master of the gymnasium only barely stepped into after a lifetime of hard work!
From a young man under eighteen, he actually felt the same sense of oppression in the field of kendo as the owner of the gymnasium? !

Ridiculous, so ridiculous that even if he experienced it himself, it was hard for him to imagine that this was what happened in real life.

"Gollum."

The feeling of saliva sliding down the throat is very clear, he is laughing, but laughing is uglier than crying:

"I recognize Mr. Fang's strength, but...you can skip the battle without guidance."

Hearing the other party's words, Fang Qingran was even more puzzled than before.

He just put in the sword hero domain first, and the fight hasn't officially started yet!

How did the battle end?
But since everyone agrees that he passed, he can't be too strong to drag the other party to another fencing exchange.

Alas, fortunately he was still waiting to experience the swordsmanship of the Muhua Sword Gym, but in the end there was nothing, it was boring and boring.

Watching the back of the young man going away, Xie Jun's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a plop, panting heavily.

In this short period of time, sweat drenched his back, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Trembling, he took out his mobile phone from his green shirt, and he tried several times before dialing the correct number.

When a reliable middle-aged male voice sounded on the other end of the phone, he licked his dry lips, his voice trembling:

"Master...Master...I seem to have met...a real swordsman genius..."

"Oh?"

In a certain swordsmanship dojo, the elegant middle-aged man who was carefully wiping a small white jade sword paused slightly.

If Fang Qingran was present, he would definitely be able to see circles of broken characters on the white jade sword he wiped.

　Thanks to Chen Yuanxi for the reward of 100 book coins!Thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)