Fang Ping's eyes lit up after hearing Zhang Haoran's words. A thousand credits, that's tens of millions.
However, Fang Ping didn't quite believe his words.
Because his words were too shocking for Fang Ping, Fang Ping didn't even care that Zhang Haoran called him Junior Brother.
Instead, his eyes gleaming, he looked at Lü Fengrou, hoping to get her confirmation.
Seeing Fang Ping's gaze, Lü Fengrou didn't know what to say. He was too greedy for money!
Just now, he looked like a coward.
Now, hearing about so many rewards, it seemed he was no longer afraid of death.
However, seeing Fang Ping seek her confirmation, Lü Fengrou thought about it, and what Zhang Haoran said was almost correct.
Lü Fengrou nodded and said, "Almost. But the school's credits aren't given out casually.
You only get more benefits if you perform exceptionally well.
If you perform well enough, the school won't be stingy with those rewards. If you can really suppress Beijing Martial University, a few hundred credits are just a small matter."
Having received Lü Fengrou's confirmation, Fang Ping finally believed it.
Zhang Haoran felt as if Fang Ping was completely ignited, almost ready to unleash his Universe.
Then, Lü Fengrou led the three of them towards the Logistics Department, to activate Fang Ping's mission permissions.
He had already activated his own and wasn't interested in touring it. He might as well go chat with Old Li.
Upon arriving at the Logistics Department, he greeted someone and then went to find Old Li.
The next day, at the entrance of the Real Combat Training Building again, he met Fang Ping.
Fang Ping pulled Zhang Haoran aside and whispered, "Just now, the teacher told me that a class leader will be chosen for the special training class.
The class leader gets credits. Are you interested?"
He immediately understood Fang Ping's meaning. With the air of a leader comforting a subordinate, he patted Fang Ping's shoulder.
For the sake of credits, Fang Ping endured it. Seeing Fang Ping's good attitude, Zhang Haoran didn't make things difficult for him and said, "I'm not interested in being class leader; it won't reward many credits anyway.
If you're interested, go for it. I don't care, just don't get beaten up."
Upon hearing that he wasn't interested, Fang Ping immediately felt secure.
As soon as they entered the Real Combat Training Building, Fang Ping began to provoke Zhao Lei.
Zhang Haoran watched from the side, eating melon seeds, finding it quite interesting.
Soon, the instructors arrived. Tang Feng stepped forward and said, "Martial Artists with Second Rank bone tempering, those with solid stance foundations, Minor Achievement in combat techniques, and more than 20 tempered bones, please step forward now."
Zhang Haoran heard that he was included, so he immediately stepped forward.
Fang Ping and others also stepped out one after another.
"42 people, not bad, not bad. These 42 people will directly enter the special training class."
Then Tang Feng lowered the standard. He recruited a few more people from the Tactical Guidance Academy, Manufacturing Academy, and liberal arts colleges, but it was still not enough.
Finally, Tang Feng announced, "Female students, step forward!"
And indeed, those who dared to step forward this time were all quite good-looking.
Tang Feng said, "We're trying a new teaching method! Let's see if you guys can bring yourselves to strike female students on the arena."
Immediately, the faces of the female students selected for the special training class turned dark.
Try it, how to try?
Let them stand on the stage and see if these people dare to beat them?
Finally, Tang Feng picked a few more people with other specialties, and finally gathered all 50 individuals.
Next, Tang Feng announced that a class leader would be chosen.
Of course, the class leader would receive benefits.
The class leader could get 10 credits.
Finally, with Lü Fengrou's involvement, it was decided that the class leader would be chosen every half month, receiving ten credits each time.
In total, that would be 60 credits, or 1.8 million.
Furthermore, the chosen class leader could subdue one person to do the work, while the class leader would receive credits for free.
Of course, Zhang Haoran had no interest in this.
However, Fang Ping was very interested. In fact, Lü Fengrou was fighting for Fang Ping.
Through yesterday, Lü Fengrou also realized that as long as the credits were in place, little student Fang was quite capable of fighting.
In the end, Fang Ping beat Tang Feng's student, Zhao Lei, into a pig's head.
Fang Ping received credits for free and did no work. Zhao Lei did the work and received no credits.
That evening, the special training class had its first lesson.
The lecturer was the beautiful instructor Bai Ruoxi.
Instructor Bai Ruoxi was truly the goddess in the hearts of many instructors and students at Magic Martial Arts University.
She was indeed beautiful and possessed excellent temperament.
After everyone signed the confidentiality agreement and responsibility statement, they began to discuss matters of the Grotto.
After explaining the basic situation of the Grotto, Instructor Bai Ruoxi began to introduce the background of this Exchange Competition: "Originally, students would only enter the Grotto after reaching Third Rank.
However, the situation in the Grotto has worsened. It's possible that Second Rank, or even First Rank students, will have to enter the Grotto.
The worsening situation in the Grotto requires more people to enter and defend it.
Who doesn't hope their students are stronger before entering the Grotto? No one wants to see their students go to their deaths.
But to improve the students' strength, resources are needed.
This is what we think. Teachers at other Martial Universities also think the same way.
If they don't have enough resources, they can only watch their students, even at Second Rank or First Rank, enter the Grotto.
So this time, they are jumping out to seize resources. From whom? Of course, from us.
The Ministry of Education's resources are limited each year. If others take more, we get less.
One can only say that everyone's positions are different.
Everyone is for the country, for humanity.
However, while considering everyone, one must also consider their own small family.
Our small family, as instructors, is Magic Martial Arts University.
Magic Martial Arts University is also defending a Grotto. The Modu Grotto is also in turmoil.
We need more resources to Cultivate you, to help you grow. We will defend the Grotto together.
If we lose some resources in this competition, then your growth speed will be slower.
Then, when entering the Grotto, you might face more deaths.
The reason I'm telling you all this is to let you know that we cannot afford to lose this Exchange Competition.
If we win, all benefits remain as usual.
The resources and allocations that Magic Martial Arts University possesses rank second among the 99 Martial Universities nationwide. Everyone can still live very comfortably.
If we lose, the resources will be distributed.
To cope with the increasing pressure from the Grotto, the school might choose to concentrate resources on some more talented students.
For instance, this special training class, with a Qi and Blood Pill every day and frequent rewards of ten credits, would no longer be possible.
So you must strive to improve your strength. Whether for Magic Martial Arts University or for yourselves, there can be no moment of slack."
This lesson today brought immense pressure to the students.
The Grotto was like a great mountain, pressing down on the hearts of all Martial Artists.
Even Zhang Haoran, as an insider, felt immense pressure after hearing it. His pressure, of course, did not come from the exchange meeting.
Rather, it was the Grotto. He was already at Second Rank.
With his Cultivation speed, he would be at Third Rank at most by the end of this month.
Perhaps before the Exchange Competition even began, he would have to enter the Grotto.
Although he had the System, and it was a cheat, his chances of survival in the Grotto were much higher than the average person's.
But what then? What if he encountered a passing Fifth Rank or Sixth Rank?
Zhang Haoran could still rely on some methods to have a chance of survival.
What if a Grandmaster passed by? What if he directly released his Mental Energy and instantly killed him?
Zhang Haoran decided not to care what others thought; he still had to Cultivate quickly.
The stronger he became, the safer he would be. As for others' suspicions, he would deal with them once he came out alive.
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