After taking drugs, Zhao Junhong's condition improved significantly, and his breathing also improved.
Fang Qingyun sat down on the ground and let out a long breath.
He looked at the system.
Fang Qingyun's spiritual power at this moment has reached 69 points.
There are also weapons, themselves...
Added together, the force he endured exceeded 7,000 kilograms, or even higher.
Therefore, Fang Qingyun entered this state as soon as the tidal change began.
"Come on, this is the last madness!"
Fang Qingyun stared at the system with his eyes.
At the same time, countless people were also staring at Fang Qingyun.
In the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord turned to ask his secretary, "How much spiritual power does Fang Qingyun have now?"
The secretary immediately replied: "Our guess is about 60."
60…
Many people took a breath.
This number cannot be achieved by many direct descendants of the nobles. I am afraid that only those high-ranking families can achieve this.
The city lord was not satisfied and said: "What's the error?"
The secretaries looked at each other, dumbfounded for a moment.
What is the error?
How do they know this?
You know, the more spiritual power there is in the secret realm, the faster it increases.
They don't know how fast spiritual power increases after it reaches 50.
There have been people with spiritual power over 50 before, but why should I tell you how much spiritual power they have and how fast they increase?
Among people with spiritual power exceeding 50, which one is not the pride of heaven, and which one is not favored by countless people. If you want to be tougher and get your own answer, dream!
"snort!"
The city lord snorted angrily and stopped talking.
Principal Zhang said calmly: "Why should the city lord be angry? As long as the spiritual power does not exceed 70, you will not be able to enter the top grade."
"Haha, how can it not reach the top grade?" Principal Sun immediately said: "Let's assume that Fang Qingyun has reached 60 now. Can't a Tide Change increase 5 points? After the increase, what about the blessing of the Tide Change? Is it possible?
Can’t reach 5 o’clock?”
Principal Zhang laughed and said indifferently: "Principal Sun's calculation is good, but unfortunately, will things go as you imagined? If nothing else, the blessing of the secret realm, who dares to say that it will definitely increase 5 points of spiritual power? Maybe, it just happens to be stuck.
On 69 o’clock.”
Principal Sun sneered and said, "That's better than being eliminated directly."
"Damn it, you grandson, I've tolerated you for a long time!"
“Each other!”
Principal Sun rolled up his sleeves fiercely.
"Okay, okay!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to choke each other again.
No!
They were already yelling and preparing to fight each other.
The city lord quickly interrupted.
"The college entrance examination is about to end, you two should get ready."
The two of them were still staring at each other.
Principal Zhang's words were cold and he said: "Do you, Mr. Sun, dare to gamble with me again?"
Principal Sun sneered and said: "You prepare my level 5 weapons first, and I will bet with you with the customized level 5 weapons."
Principal Zhang covered his chest and gasped repeatedly.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "I will give it, and I will never default on the debt. Remember, I will definitely get my place back."
"hehe!"
…
"Whoop, whoop!"
Fang Qingyun kept gasping for air, and drops of sweat kept falling from his head.
He has changed from sitting to lying down.
His clothes were soaked with sweat.
He even had a nosebleed and his vision became blurry.
"Still, can you still persist?"
Zhao Junhong spoke with difficulty.
"……able."
Fang Qingyun struggled to spit out a word.
Zhao Junhong grinned, tried his best to nuzzle his lips, and said: "Look at that girl, damn, she has such skills."
Fang Qingyun turned his head with difficulty and was shocked to find that Murong was sitting cross-legged, in a practicing posture.
"What's this?"
Zhao Junhong gasped a few times and said: "I heard from my family that there are some nobles with extremely deep inheritance. They can practice special techniques to capture spiritual energy in the quasi-warrior stage. Therefore, the warriors from these noble families are comparable to each other.
A great one."
"Haha, thousands of words turned into one word: grass!"
Zhao Junhong pursed his lips at Murong again and said, "Go and try."
Fang Qingyun ignored him and glanced at his system.
[Host: Fang Qingyun]
【Power:12()】
【Speed:16()】
【Physique:13()】
【Spirit:15()】
[Spiritual power: 73()]
[Shooting: Intermediate]
[Sword Skills: Elementary]
[Summoned Beast: Dragon Blood Lion ()]
The origin point has increased to 1273 points.
"How much spiritual power do you have?"
Fang Qingyun asked softly.
"Not many, 34!" Zhao Junhong said with pride in his words: "What about you?"
Fang Qingyun was about to say something when he suddenly saw Murong's ears move.
"More than you."
"Grass!"
Zhao Junhong looked bitter and said: "I am a noble, but I am not as good as you, a commoner."
"Haha, I'm fighting the nobles!" Fang Qingyun curled his lips and said, "Hold on a little longer, the more spiritual power the better."
"That's for sure!" Zhao Junhong sighed and said, "However, I can't seem to hold on anymore."
"you……"
Fang Qingyun's complexion changed slightly.
"Spiritual power is good, but life is more important. I feel like my life is at stake."
Seeing Zhao Junhong reaching out to touch the secret treasure, he couldn't help but cursed secretly.
【Speed:17】
"Bang!"
Fang Qingyun climbed up with difficulty, stepped on Zhao Junhong's hand to prevent him from activating the secret treasure, and then took out half a bottle of secret medicine.
"You still have it?"
Zhao Junhong's tone changed.
He has run out of drops, but you still have half a bottle left?
This cliff is a mockery!
Are you still satisfied with this thing?
Fang Qingyun stared at Zhao Junhong, grinned, and said: "Come on, let me try your throat!"
"I@#￥%"
【Speed:18】
"Bang!"
With another increase in speed, Fang Qingyun's condition improved a little. With this time, Fang Qingyun stabbed the bottle directly into Zhao Junyi's mouth.
"You don't have to...well!"
Zhao Junhong could only sob. He looked at Fang Qingyun sadly with tears in his eyes.
…
In the City Lord's Mansion, many people stared at this scene and grinned.
"It's obviously a very loyal scene! Why is it so wretched in the hands of these two people?"
"I found it too."
"Their expressions... I want to hit them!"
Principal Sun and Lao Li stared at the surveillance camera with expressionless faces, as if they didn't care at all.
However, the two of them had already scolded Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong hundreds of times.
Give me a secret medicine, that’s all!
A confused look!
…
"Are you so confident in yourself?"
A cold voice sounded.
Murong opened his eyes, his bright eyes staring at Fang Qingyun without blinking.
Fang Qingyun grinned and said: "Can you not be confident? I almost beat the shit out of you, a nobleman, and just knelt down and surrendered."
Murong's face was expressionless, but he slowly clenched his slender fingers.
She took a deep breath and said coldly: "My spiritual power has exceeded 50."
"so what?"
"After I get out, I will settle the score with you!" Murong said coldly: "And your friend, let him be careful. Zhou Yi, Li Fei, and Luo Yuxin, none of them have simple spiritual power.
They are all over 40 and are subject to great restrictions in the secret realm."
In response, Fang Qingyun just chuckled and said: The barking of a defeated dog!
"good!"
Zhao Junhong had finished drinking the medicine at this time, and his condition was obviously restored. He sneered and said: "Who is afraid of whom? Especially that Zhou Yi, he wants to forget it. I won't do it. After he gets out, sooner or later, he will beat his father."
Get to know him."
Murong closed his eyes and ignored these two idiots.
Each one is louder than the other, and you will naturally see the difference after you go out.
Just thinking about her promise to Fang Qingyun gave her another headache.
What a beast he is, with such a big appetite, you are not afraid of stuffing yourself to death.
As the beloved daughter of heaven, her most helpless thing is these powerful scoundrels.