Qiankun Dan Sheng quickly sent over the peiyuan fruit. It was packed in two cloth bags, one large and one small.
Opening them, the peiyuan fruit looked like plums, similar in size, but their color was emerald green, crystal clear, and they looked very delicious.
The longer the peiyuan fruit's age, the deeper its color. He opened the other bag and saw that the difference was not significant.
He took one out, a peiyuan fruit that looked to be twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. He washed it in the kitchen, wiped it clean, and took a bite.
It was sweet and sour, quite tasty. After eating the whole thing, he immediately felt a warm current flushing through his body, which felt incredibly refreshing.
After one peiyuan fruit, he felt much lighter.
However, relatively speaking, it was not cheap. One Peiyuan Pill only cost four value points. This single peiyuan fruit would be equivalent to the price of seven or eight Peiyuan Pills.
And its effect was not even equal to four Peiyuan Pills.
However, if this item were given as a gift, it would definitely be considered a good thing.
Over the next few days, Zhang Haoran spent his time Cultivating battle techniques and Martial Arts School. Since his body was already well nourished, he did not go to the Trading Square to read books these days, only restocking Peiyuan Pills daily.
The weapon Liu Mengyao made was also finished, and she personally delivered it to him.
But when he asked about the price, she stammered and refused to say. Helpless, Zhang Haoran had to ask Liang Fenghua for Liu Mengyao's account number and directly transferred fifty million.
He also gave Liu Mengyao a peiyuan fruit as a token of appreciation for her hard work.
The two chatted for a while about Martial Arts, mainly Liu Mengyao guiding Zhang Haoran.
When Liu Mengyao was about to leave, Zhang Haoran stopped her. He told Liu Mengyao that she must eat the peiyuan fruit before she could leave.
It was fine for his own people to eat this item. If it got out, it would definitely be bad and difficult to explain.
Liu Mengyao also knew that Zhang Haoran might have some things he didn't want others to know.
She directly ate the peiyuan fruit. But the effect greatly surprised her. What Zhang Haoran also didn't expect was that, according to Liu Mengyao, after eating the peiyuan fruit, she felt her skin had improved.
To be honest, he had always thought this was an illusion. Eating peiyuan fruit could indeed treat some hidden injuries and regulate the body. But he had also eaten a lot of Peiyuan Pills himself, and he hadn't seen his skin improve.
Watching Liu Mengyao leave happily,
Zhang Haoran considered sending two to his mentor in the next few days.
Hmm, he also needed to send two to Li Changsheng when he had time.
He continued to Cultivate battle techniques and Martial Arts School.
On September 30th, Zhang Haoran received a call from Zhao Xuemei, saying that Fang Ping would accept the challenge from older students tomorrow.
Zhang Haoran said that he would also go tomorrow.
However, what puzzled him was that Fang Ping had not contacted him at all. Someone as afraid of death as Fang Ping should have come to borrow his inner armor long ago.
But the challenge was starting tomorrow, and he still hadn't come to him by this time today. This indicated that his Junior Brother had his own ideas. Did he think he could handle it?
Never mind, nothing major would happen tomorrow anyway.
Early the next morning, Zhang Haoran put his weapon in a travel bag and placed it in the trunk.
He drove to the entrance of the Martial Arts Association. Last time, because he had too many spoils, Lu Fengrou helped him get an internal pass for his car.
Zhang Haoran had not gone out on missions during this period, so his car had always been parked inside the campus. Today, he just happened to drive it over.
He parked the car in a parking spot at the entrance of the Martial Arts Association, took out his sword, and got out of the car.
As soon as he entered the Martial Arts Association gate, he saw Lu Fengrou in front. Zhang Haoran quickly caught up and greeted Lu Fengrou first.
Lu Fengrou saw that he had brought his sword and asked indifferently, "It seems you also plan to participate?"
"Yes, Teacher. Fang Ping is my Junior Brother. Is it okay if I fight on his behalf?"
"Hmm. We'll see the situation then. Let Fang Ping fight two matches first."
"Understood, Teacher."
This was Fang Ping's opportunity. Fang Ping had not really seen much blood. This was such a good opportunity. Zhang Haoran could not deprive him of it.
As the two were talking, Zhao Xuemei also caught up from behind. Lu Fengrou merely nodded when she saw her.
The three continued walking towards the arena. This was Zhang Haoran's first time in this place, and he curiously looked around.
The place was quite large, but there weren't many people. Well, it was October 1st today. It was a holiday, and the new students had all gone home. The older students all had missions, so no one came.
As they were walking, they suddenly heard someone arguing ahead. Turning the corner, they saw a group of people.
He heard someone loudly say, "The Martial Arts Association is becoming more and more arrogant now."
Then a female voice, coldly said, "Instructor Zhang, do you think I am joking?
This is not a reminder, it's a warning!
If you dare to interfere, the Martial Arts Association currently has two ungraduated Fifth Rank students. Four Fourth Rank ungraduated students!
As long as you dare to act, the Martial Arts Association dares to suppress you. At that time, we will send you to guard underground for ten years. Let's see if you still dare to say such things."
"Bastard!"
"Then you can try!"
Zhang Haoran looked at Lu Fengrou in surprise. Is this Martial Arts Association so overbearing? From what he heard, an instructor could be suppressed just by saying so.
Lu Fengrou ignored Zhang Haoran and just led the two forward.
At this moment, he heard another instructor. He said with a smile, "Minister Zhou, Old Zhang didn't mean that.
Everyone knows the rules of the Martial Arts Association. We also came from the Martial Arts Association back then. The interests of the Martial Arts Association are our interests.
Today, we really just came to watch."
At this point, Minister Zhou said, "Teacher Liu, my words were a bit strong just now. It's just that the president and vice president of the Martial Arts Association are not here right now. I'm under a bit of pressure.
The Martial Arts Association was not established overnight. If something goes wrong here because of me, I cannot bear the responsibility.
Arena One has already opened. Several teachers can go there to rest first."
Because the two had been arguing loudly just now, several people from the Martial Arts Association hurried over at this time.
He heard Minister Zhou instruct, "Go inform the vice presidents. See if any of them can make it. Oh, and also notify the president.
Oh, Senior Brother Chen seems to have returned from Tiannan. Go ask if he's around, and say that we need Senior Brother Chen to hold the fort."
Minister Zhou was in the middle of making arrangements when she suddenly looked up and saw Lu Fengrou and her group. The young girl immediately became nervous. Then she heard Minister Zhou say, "I'll go inform the Dean and ask the Dean to preside."
Lu Fengrou said indifferently, "Why notify the Dean? I didn't plan to cause trouble. It's just a First Rank student, if he dies, he dies. What's the big deal? Zhang Guoru and the others wouldn't dare to interfere. If they interfere, I'll beat them to death, don't worry."
Lu Fengrou said with a chuckle, "Little girl surnamed Zhou. What I, Lu Wudi, say is set in stone. It's a spar, so follow the rules. No one is an exception.
Let alone a Fifth Rank, even a Sixth Rank or Seventh Rank. Who dares to break the rules of Magic Martial Arts University?
Zhang Guoru, do you dare?"
Zhang Guoru frowned: "Lu Fengrou"
"Hmm?"
"Instructor Lu. We will definitely abide by the rules. We've already said, we're just here to watch today." Zhang Guoru and the others dared not say anything more.
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