Global martial arts masters: an ordinary duo

Chapter 64 Aesthetic Flaws
Zhao Lei, whose nose and face were bruised and bruised by Fang Ping, simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. He had no choice but to stand up and face this bleak life.

Ignoring Zhao Lei who was pretending to be faint, Tang Feng announced directly, "Chen Fan will serve as the squad leader of this special training class. Do you have any objections?"

Fang Ping stared at everyone fiercely and asked, please give me some advice. How could Chen Fan be allowed to become the monitor so easily?

Feeling Fang Ping's malicious gaze, everyone thought he was issuing a warning. He would beat anyone who challenged him. Considering Zhao Lei's past experience, everyone did not dare to say anything.

Seeing that no one objected, Tang Feng continued: "Okay, Chen Fan will serve as the squad leader. Later, Zhao Lei will come to me to get the training schedule."

Tang Feng was also helpless. He didn't expect Fang Ping's matryoshka to be used on his student. He had no intention of defaulting on Zhao Lei's account. It just happened to stimulate his student and give him some motivation.

After confirming the candidate for squad leader, Tang Feng directly announced the disbandment.

After leaving the training building, Chen Fan found that his instructor was not far away and quickly chased after him.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Chen Fan stepped forward to thank him. Without Zhao Anbang, it would not have been so easy for him to obtain this reward.

"No need to thank me, you earned this through your own strength."

Facing Chen Fan's thanks, Zhao Anbang said calmly: "Wuda is just providing you with a broad platform. If you want to obtain more cultivation resources, you have to fight for it yourself.

However, the more resources you obtain, the stronger you become, and you also need to assume corresponding responsibilities. "

"Corresponding responsibility?"

Chen Fan looked suspicious. The strong didn't seem to have it easy. The stronger they became, the more responsibilities they had to bear.

Zhao Anbang said calmly: "Get more resources now. If Mowu loses in the national exchange competition, resources will be tight.
It will be much harder to improve your strength by then than it is now. "

"Will Mowu be defeated?"

Chen Fan was a little unbelievable. This national exchange competition seemed not as easy as he believed. His mentor at the peak of the sixth grade did not think highly of Mowu.

Zhao Anbang continued as he walked forward: "You may have heard about Tiannan Wuhan University's heavy losses some time ago. Now the situation has become worse, and similar things have happened in many places.

It's been a troubled time. In the past, only third-level warriors were qualified to know and participate in these things. Next, it may spread to second-level, or even first-level.
In recent years, it has become more and more frequent, and it can hardly hold on. "

From Zhao Anbang's words, Chen Fan heard that the frequent earthquakes occurring across the country seemed to be no ordinary earthquakes, and there was big trouble hidden in them.

"You go back first. When there are things you should know, I will naturally tell you."

"Well, mentor, I'll leave first."

Chen Fan did not continue to follow Zhao Anbang, but stopped to say goodbye to his mentor.

"Go."

After Chen Fan left, Zhao Anbang also let out a long sigh, and the changes in the cave became more and more serious.

Since the incident in the Tiannan Caves, unusual movements have occurred frequently at the entrances of caves in various places, and the Wuhan University in charge of the caves in various places cannot sit still.

I began to seek more resources and enhance my own strength, so this national exchange competition was established.

Chen Fan returned to the dormitory and started practicing pile skills and tempering methods as usual.

Halfway through the practice, I suddenly felt the ground shaking. Fortunately, the shaking was not obvious and disappeared very quickly. Most ordinary people may not feel it at all.

However, as the earthquake occurred, some warriors in Mowu began to become nervous.

That night, Mowu's top management held a meeting overnight.

On the night after the meeting, Huang Jing, the dean of the Weapons Academy and the master master, led the team to the Demon City Caves, accompanied by more than 30 middle-level instructors.

the next day.

When Chen Fan came to the teaching building for class, he found that many middle-grade instructors responsible for teaching had taken leave.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Fan asked Fu Changding: "Was it an earthquake last night?"

PHS Fu Changding can always learn a lot of information that everyone doesn't know. Anyway, if you don't know anything, you can definitely ask him. "The news reported this morning that it was a minor earthquake."

Fu Changding said casually, and frowned: "But it doesn't seem that simple. After the last earthquake in Tiannan, earthquakes began to happen continuously. I remember that when the earthquake in Tiannan happened last time, my grandfather also Very nervous”

Chen Fan's face changed slightly and he said softly: "Don't think too much, we still focus on improving our strength. When we become masters, no matter how violent the earthquake is, it will not affect us."

At this time, Fang Ping also said: "When you have strength, you will naturally have confidence. Just like if I have strength, the squad leader will be mine."

Fu Changding urged: "Fang Ping, don't be timid. There are still three months left, so you have a chance to make a comeback."

In this way, with Fang Ping's jokes, the tense atmosphere caused by the earthquake dissipated a lot.

Building 6.

The school was very generous this time and designated an entire teaching building for the special training class.

In the first class of the special training class, the instructor in charge was finally not an old acquaintance, Tang Feng, but the beautiful instructor Bai Ruoxi.

When school started, many boys wanted to be her students. Unfortunately, Bai Ruoxi only accepted girls, and Chen Yunxi was her student.

Perhaps because of her long-term sword practice, Bai Ruoxi's whole temperament is a bit ethereal, giving people a fairy-like feeling. Coupled with her fair and delicate face, she is simply the dream goddess of countless boys.

Seeing that the instructor of the first class was Bai Ruoxi, all the boys in the class became excited, even Fu Changding was no exception.

Fu Changding said excitedly: "It's actually a goddess teaching me. I thought I had no chance before. Maybe I can ask the goddess how to use a sword later."

"Is it a cheap way?"

Hearing Fu Changding's excited words, Fang Ping struck him mercilessly.

Fu Changding suddenly had a complex expression on his face and said with a troubled look on his face: "Fang Ping, are you jealous of me? You think I'm... a bit more handsome than you."

Fang Ping rolled his eyes and ignored his words.

Fu Changding said dryly: "Did Zhao Lei get beaten because he is handsomer than you..."

"Are you so idle that you want to be beaten?"

"You want to hit me?"

Fu Changding looked horrified, as if he had confirmed something, and said tangledly: "Fang Ping, there is no need to be like this, this handsome man was born to his parents, it has nothing to do with us.

No wonder you didn’t beat up Chen Fan, it must be because he’s not handsome enough…”

"roll!"

Fang Ping cursed, did he not want to beat Chen Fan?

He couldn't beat him. If he were stronger than him, he would have beaten him long ago. After some questioning, he found out about the rumors among the girls.

“They all say that you are jealous of handsome guys and beautiful women, and when you meet handsome guys and beautiful women, you want to slap them in the face.

Someone also reminded me to stay away from you, otherwise I might get beaten too.

In fact, I also feel that what they said makes sense..."

Fu Changding hesitated and said: "Fang Ping, you seem to have this tendency.

You see, you are fierce towards Zhao Lei and Yang Xiaoman, but you are more friendly towards Chen Fan and Zhao Xuemei.

I suspect that your aesthetics are a bit unique. The last time you called me, I heard...I heard you telling your sister to eat more and not lose weight and become a melon-seed face..."

Fang Ping's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he muttered viciously: "Yang Xiaoman!"

Fu Changding looked like this. Fang Ping's aesthetics was indeed flawed. He didn't like handsome guys and beauties. Maybe these people were ugly in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)