"Oh, Fang Ping, right? Zhou Yun, you can take it with you."

Then the senior in the Welcoming Office no longer cared about Fang Ping and left his smile on his face to the junior behind Feng Xiu.

This is used casually by the way, and Fang Ping has no choice.

I had to force myself to follow, so a small follower was added to the group of monks in suits.

However, Feng Xiu suddenly stopped and looked back, staring at the last freshman named Fang Ping.

When he entered the school gate before, he just wanted to come in quickly and not take a closer look around.

I happened to look back and found that this freshman named Fang Ping was not normal.

Because there were dark yellow clouds above his head, yellow and gold in color, and all of them were thick, others might just be a small piece, and he could only match half of the playground.

Has he saved the world? He is also a great good man who was reincarnated in the tenth lifetimes.

Feng Xiu was a little puzzled. Even if he started doing good deeds from his mother's womb, he would not be able to reach this level.

The clouds on the square head are different from half of the people. Others are solid, while theirs are illusory, from deep yellow to white, and sometimes a little black appears.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiu saw some clips.

Fighting, boundless killing. There are broken limbs and broken arms everywhere. Human warriors seem to be resisting another group of human warriors...

The clip ended suddenly, like an old TV suddenly scrapped.

...Tianmen City...fall...

Xiu knew that this was because the ability of white light had only evolved once, and the future fragments were not clear.

Through the fragments, Feng Xiu still discovered some key points.

Last time he saw the killing again, and the paradise where everyone is black is indeed there, and the person in front of him will be exposed to it.

Moreover, the person named Fang Ping in front of him will do many good deeds in the future, so Feng Xiu is not stingy with his kindness.

"Hello, my name is Feng Xiu."

"Hello, I am Fang Ping, a freshman this year."

Feng Xiu clasped his hands together and led Fang Ping from the end of the team to the front.

Fang Ping felt a little puzzled about this inexplicable kindness, but he didn't suffer any loss when he thought about accepting it, so he followed it to the front. After all, it was too embarrassing to be in the back. Although it was in the front..., it was better than being in the back.

Looking at Feng Xiu walking in front, folding his hands together and showing compassion, Fang Ping sighed slightly, "I am so kind to strangers, what should I do to my friends?"

This little episode passed quickly, and Zhou Yun also began to introduce it around the school.

"This is the school history museum, the history of the founding of the Magic City Wuhan University, and major school events, all of which are recorded here.

There are 9 floors in the school history museum, among which freshmen can read the first three floors, warriors below the third grade can read the first six floors, and third grade or above can enter the ninth floor."

“Is there any limitation to this?”

"Of course, you have to get used to this kind of restriction. There are many such places in Magic Martial Arts, not only Magic Martial Arts, but also other martial arts universities." Zhou Yun glanced at Fang Ping and continued to explain: "In Wushu, the third grade is a hurdle. In many places, you can get above the third grade, and there will be restrictions below the third grade. By the way, how much qi and blood are you?"

When Fang Ping asked a question, his emotions fluctuated and his qi and blood rolled faintly. This phenomenon is definitely not something that a candidate who has a bone quenched should have.

"My qi and blood? 209 cards."

Fang Ping looked at Feng Xiu and decided to tell him directly. After all, the top scorer took the initiative to show his goodwill to him this year, but his qi and blood were not as good as his younger brother, so that would be so embarrassing.

Zhou Yun, who was leading the way in front, staggered, turned his head and asked uncertainly: "Three times of bone quenching? No, I remember that this year I was just a student who had bone quenching three times."

Fang Ping took the initiative to explain: "I didn't have bone quenching three times during my martial arts test, but it was only completed later."

Zhou Yun took a deep breath and exclaimed: "It's really the next wave of the Yangtze River pushing the previous wave, and one wave is stronger than the other. The quality of students this year is so high. Fortunately, we have come to our magic martial arts."

"Fang Ping, you have also tempered your bones three times."

Zhao Lei asked softly.

"What? So are you?"

"Of course not, Brother Feng is, I am a first-class warrior who has made the second bone tempering breakthrough. Where are you from? Judging from your accent, it feels like you are from the Nanjiang area."

"Well, I'm from Jiangcheng, Nanyang."

"I'm from the Demon City." Before Fang Ping could ask, Zhao Lei took the initiative to answer, and then exclaimed: "It turns out that genius is attracted to each other. No wonder Brother Feng can see you at first glance in the crowd. Why don't you think about it and join us?"

"Join you? But I am not from the No. 1 Middle School of the Demon City."

"How could we look at people so briefly? What's wrong with not being from the No. 1 Middle School of Demon City? Good brothers are everywhere." Zhao Lei pointed to his head and said, "This is the proof of comrades."

"That's right!"

The classmates behind him lowered their heads one after another, and their bare heads reflected the sunlight, almost blinding Fang Ping's eyes.

"I...I'll think about it again."

"What are you thinking about? I'll tell you secretly. Brother Feng is strong and protects his shortcomings. If you join us, you will never suffer any loss. Moreover, there is no discrimination here, and everyone is equal." After saying that, Zhao Lei touched his head with a smile.

Zhou Yun took them around and introduced some school buildings along the way. Seeing that the time was almost over, he took Feng Xiu and others to the reception desk.

There was a registration desk in the Xinsheng Reception Office, and Zhou Yun took it over.

The woman poked her head out and looked at her, and asked uncertainly: "Feng Xiu?"

The top scorer in the country, and he was from the Magic City, and the magic martial arts test was still the one who took the test. Naturally, his information had spread all over the world. There were also many rumors, such as some of his new "neighbors", who said that Feng Xiu worked hard after he was a child. They thought that the child would be successful in the future, but the result was really amazing.

"The top scorer in the country doesn't need to be seen. The dormitory is definitely the best, Xinsheng District 1, No. 1."

Feng Xiu took the key and thanked him.

Then the registration of Zhao Lei and others began.

"Zhao Lei, Xinsheng District 1, No. 5."

"Wang Jianchun, Xinsheng District 1, No. 37."

"Li Mingyuan, Xinsheng District 1, No. 54."

...

"Fangping, Xinsheng District 1, No. 86"

The woman couldn't help but exclaim, "It's all Xinsheng District 1."

"Senior Zhou Yun, is there any explanation?" Fang Ping asked.

"There are 200 rooms in the first district, and the first 100 is allocated according to the admission score. The next 100 is allocated by sponsorship. If you understand sponsorship, you will have to at least hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Hundreds of thousands.

Fang Ping was moved. It was a free house anyway, and his house in the first 100th may be even more expensive. If he had no money, he could fool a little fat man into it.

"Can this house be transferred to accept private sponsorship?"

"Uh... I really haven't thought about this problem."
Chapter completed!