Bing Shangxue nodded silently.

It seems that there are quite a lot of ruthless people in this freshmen class.

"These kids are all good."

The teacher guarding the gravity room sighed softly: "I have improved very quickly."

"Then these two from our class are still late?" Bing Shangxue asked.

"It's only three days late. But the two in your class are more ruthless. They did it for two hours the first time!"

The instructor smiled bitterly: "You know the feeling of this. One hour is several times more uncomfortable than half an hour, and two hours is more than ten times more difficult than one hour."

"yes."

Bing Shangxue naturally knows this.

"I hope you two in this class can hold on."

The teacher smiled and said: "Others start from half an hour and slowly add up, but you two are better, the upper limit is the highest time limit!"

Two hours, which is exactly one morning or one afternoon, is the maximum time limit for the practice room.

Because I still have to eat, exercise, and restore my blood, meridians, muscles, and muscles.

Cultivation does not mean that you will be the best if you continue to practice.

"These two should be able to hold on."

Full of confidence on the ice and snow.

After Fang Che broke through Wuzong, he submitted a request to enter the spiritual energy gravity training room on the first day.

This matter was vetoed by some people in the middle level of the Martial Arts Academy.

"The incident involving Fang Che in Bibo City is highly suspicious."

For this matter, Li Changkong and four other instructors went to the senior officials of the martial arts school, and then finally approved it.

"Let him in!"

"If so, give me a hope, a thought to look back, and a possibility of turning things around in five years. If not, then the growth of the genius cannot be delayed!"

The supervisor, Meng Chizheng, took a clear stand: "How can the majestic Baiyun Martial Arts Academy not teach a child well? It blocks the way forward just for the sake of some doubts. How narrow-minded!"

Huang Yifan also agreed: "It's enough to just talk about merit. Why shouldn't we be allowed in?"

It was not until this morning that the approval was finally given, but many people still insisted on retaining their opinions.

"Every year in major martial arts academies, there are graduates who are suddenly exposed as scandals that are the seeds of the demon sect; but we can't doubt everyone among the millions and tens of millions of students just for the sake of one, two, or a dozen!"

"If he turns out to be an enemy in the future, he will be killed. There is no mercy."

"The mainland is dignified, why should you be afraid of Xiaoxiao?"

So today Fang Che said that entering the training room was a smooth sailing experience.

I have no idea how much effort the four instructors put into this matter.

And Li Changkong and others would not say either.

A quarter past noon.

Time's up.

The doors of the two training rooms opened simultaneously.

When a burst of pure spiritual power rushed out, the gravity and spiritual power inside also disappeared at the same time.

A groan of extreme pain.

Mo Ganyun slowly crawled out of one of the rooms, covered in blood, at the speed of a caterpillar.

Only one head was exposed, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Is Fang Che leaving early?"

The words were not spoken yet.

Fang Che walked out of another room, and with every step he took, a circle of water stains spread under his feet.

Step by step, he walked up to the sluggish Mo Ganyun and said in surprise: "Old Mo, why are you... lying on your stomach?"

Mo Ganyun covered his head: "Get out of here, I don't want to see you!"

Fang Che laughed loudly: "Seeing the red cloth on your forehead, I couldn't help but sigh. If you meant to surpass me in floor space, then you did it."

Mo Ganyun covered his ears and didn't want to listen, nor did he want to talk.

But now my whole body is so weak that I really can’t stand up.

Every bone feels like noodles on its own.

Bing Shangxue came over and asked, "Can you still walk by yourself?"

Fang Che nodded: "Yes."

"Not bad, how much has your cultivation level improved?"

"Triple!"

Fang Che said with satisfaction: "It's so fast!"

"good."

Bing Shangxue stepped forward, flicked one hand, and a rope came out. The rope was correctly placed on Mo Ganyun's ankle. Then he turned around, dragging Mo Ganyun and walking side by side with Fang Che.
Chapter completed!