When he woke up, he found that he was hungry again.
Although he ate a lot of food last night, he digested it quickly.
Get up, wash up, and go have lunch.
The lunch prepared by my mother was very rich, including all kinds of meat.
Wei Ran was enjoying the meal while reading the news on his cell phone.
He found that in the morning, in the class group, the head teacher informed everyone that if they had time in the past few days, they could come to school to participate in practical training.
Prepare for the martial arts test in four days.
Of course, the class teacher did not impose any rules on when to go.
Because he knew that as soon as the literary test ended, many students would definitely have to spend time going to the Weapon Casting Association to practice forging soldiers.
Therefore, during special times, teachers in schools are now waiting almost 24 hours a day.
As long as students are free to receive practical training, they are always welcome and can be used as sandbags at any time.
"The teachers in the school are definitely stronger than the warrior projections in the training room, and they are better able to analyze my problems..."
"Then let's go over and have a look later..."
Wei Ran said secretly.
Although the battle with the warrior projection in the training room last night was quite enjoyable.
But the warrior projection is not a real person after all, and there are always various flaws. If you really want to compare it, of course it is not as rewarding as fighting a real person.
Nothing happened these past few days, so Wei Ran decided to wait and give it a try.
Soon, Wei Ran finished his meal.
I quickly put away the bowl and said to my mother: "Mom, I'm going out to school."
"Okay." Xu Li responded.
Wei Ran put on his shoes and went out.
Ten minutes later.
He got off the bus and looked at the gate of Jiangzhou No. 2 Middle School in front of him.
It feels similar to the No. 2 Middle School in the previous life.
Wei Ran muttered secretly, and then walked towards the school gate.
He had the school badge on his chest, so the security guard didn't stop him and he went in smoothly.
After walking a few steps, a shout suddenly came from behind.
"Wei Ran, Wei Ran..."
Wei Ran looked back, looking a little puzzled.
It's that kid Zhao Yi again.
"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked.
Zhao Yi caught up and asked curiously: "Why are you here at school? Don't you go to the weapon-making room to practice forging weapons?"
Wei Ran said: "I went there yesterday and it felt okay, so I came over to see the teacher to practice my skills."
"It's okay?" Zhao Yi heard this, raised his brows, and said in surprise: "Then you made it? Damn, I'm so envious. I waited in line for three hours yesterday to get to a forging room, and I continued to cast soldiers until early morning.
It was past five o'clock, but everything failed! I was so angry..."
Wei Ran continued to walk forward and said calmly: "Then you still have time to come to school? Why don't you continue to practice in the armory room?"
Zhao Yi followed him, scratched his head and said helplessly: "There is no way, the materials for making weapons are very expensive, and I feel that I am not in a good condition today. If I continue to practice, I will probably fail. That is a waste of money, so I come to school to play.
Play, maybe you can get back into shape..."
When Wei Ran heard this, he shrugged and said nothing more.
Zhao Yi and the others are actually doing fine, at least they can still practice forging the Xuan Weapon for the exam.
And what about him?
He didn't even know where to buy the materials for the resurrection armor.
Even if he knew where to buy it, the price would probably be astronomical and he couldn't afford it.
What's more, his resurrection armor design drawings haven't even been completed yet.
I don’t know if I will still have the chance to participate in the next martial arts exam.
He didn't have much hope anymore. He came to school today to participate in actual combat training, not to prepare for the martial arts test four days later.
I just wanted to find a free sandbag to continue practicing my moves.
The two of them talked while walking.
Soon we arrived at the school’s martial arts gym.
This place is specially used for actual combat training.
"Wei Ran, Zhao Yi, are you here too?"
"How was your test yesterday? Did you go to practice forging soldiers in the morning?"
As they came in, some students who came to participate in actual combat training also greeted them.
"Well, it's okay..."
Wei Ran said a few words casually.
You can't tell them that you actually handed in a blank paper, right?
Seeing that Wei Ran was not very interested in talking, these classmates didn't pay attention, so they chatted with Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi also followed them and started spitting loudly.
Wei Ran glanced at the spacious martial arts hall. There were three teachers on duty in the afternoon.
Two of the teachers were already fighting with other students.
There was also a teacher who had nothing to do. He was watching their fight and giving instructions to the two students on how to take action.
When Wei Ran saw this, he stepped forward and said softly: "Hello, teacher, I'm here to participate in actual combat training."
"oh!"
When the teacher heard this, he looked away and looked at Wei Ran, "It's Wei Ran. How are you? What was your estimated score in yesterday's exam?"
"It's okay, there should be no problem..." Wei Ran said without changing his expression.
Wu Zhi smiled and said: "You're being modest, I think your grades should be pretty good. By the way, you didn't go to practice forging weapons this morning?"
"I went there yesterday and was catching up on my sleep in the morning." Wei Ran replied.
"Well, that's okay. Remember, in the martial arts exam, the most important thing is to build soldiers, and the second is actual combat. Don't waste your practice just for actual combat..." Wu Zhiyu warned earnestly.
"Teacher, I'm here to participate in actual combat training!"
At this time, a voice sounded from the side.
Wu Zhi and Wei Ran turned their heads and saw that a male classmate was coming.
Wei Ran stared at the other person for a few times and got a vague impression.
The opponent's name is Chen Hao. He is very talented in forging weapons and has very good results.
In their class, he is the person most likely to be admitted to the first-class Weaponry Academy.
"It's Chen Hao!"
Seeing the other party coming, Wu Zhi also recognized him immediately.
The smile on his face suddenly became more enthusiastic.
"Chen Hao, how was the exam yesterday? What's the estimated score?"
"..."
He asked Chen Hao the questions he just asked Wei Ran again.
Even asked more.
More detail.
It can be seen that in his heart, Chen Hao is better and more important than Wei Ran.
Chen Hao briefly answered a few words with strong confidence.
After answering, he glanced at Wei Ran and said: "Teacher, I asked my parents to buy the materials for making weapons. It will take a while to buy them. Now I have time to participate in actual combat training. Can you let me start first?"
When Wu Zhi heard this, his expression changed.
Then he looked at Wei Ran hesitantly.
But in the end, he shook his head and said, "No, Wei Ran came to me first. Just wait a moment. It will be soon."
Wu Zhi is more principled and pays attention to first-come, first-served.
Because Chen Hao's results were better than Wei Ran's, he didn't fight him first and leave Wei Ran aside.
"This... okay..."
Chen Hao frowned slightly when he heard this, then looked at Wei Ran and relaxed again.
Not taking it too seriously.
Wei Ran's strength is a bit weak, just in the body tempering realm.
It really doesn't waste much time.
"Wei Ran, let's get started..."
Because Chen Hao was a little pressed for time, Wu Zhi didn't waste time talking and directly invited Wei Ran to start the battle.
He didn't even bother to ask how Wei Ran's results were in the last test of his health and combat power.