Luo Yi's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he shook his head slightly. If it were any academy in the city, he would dare to take action.

In this military sports academy, he dared not!

"Second, self-confidence. He clearly saw that I was a one-star white iron-level magic warrior, but he was not moved at all, nor was he flattered. In the eyes of ordinary people, physical skills and magic energy are at least three levels different. The Blue Sea Star Magic Warrior has a respectable status, and even the fourth-level physical skills are not rude to me. But he doesn't care at all. This is not based on yesterday's achievements, but on the confidence that he will not be worse than me in the future."

Luo Yi nodded again, understanding this kind of strong man's mentality that is "higher than the sky".

"Third, just plain." Li Wenfu seemed to attach the most importance to this: "He could hear that I was lying, but he didn't reveal it, and he didn't mind. I thought that I was a magic warrior and could make him a physical skill student. How could he be able to communicate with him calmly? Such a person would be one of the stars in the sky in the future. He would be many times stronger than those disciples of aristocratic families."

Luo Yi thought for a while, nodded, and then asked, "Young Master wants to get to know him, not only that, right?"

"certainly."

Li Wenfu turned around and glanced at the doorman: "It is better to make friends with a smart person than to make friends with a reckless man. He is in a good heart and hurts the doorman because he is a 'poor' saying is insulting and is not killed or disabled, because this statement is trendy and not the doorman's fault. In this way, he not only maintains his dignity but also does not lose his kindness."

"If he kills the guard, I believe the young master will definitely be far away from him and will not make such friends." Luo Yi said.

Li Wenfu smiled.

No words.

Luo Yi thought for a while and realized: "Don't worry, young master, I know how to do it. I immediately look for the principal, don't change the young master's class, and join the first and fifth class. Then help the young master apply for a dormitory, buy some school supplies, and live in 305... Well, look for the relationship again, it's best to mobilize the young master's time to sit and be at the same deskmate as that classmate Du."

Li Wenfu nodded, indicating that you were finally a little enlightened.

In the afternoon, the class members gathered.

"It's such a coincidence, Brother Du, we are the same deskmates. Take care of us more, take care of us." Li Wenfu smiled and turned into a flower.

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"Dear new classmates, good afternoon. My surname is Fang, so everyone can call me Instructor Fang. Tonight, it is your first lesson in the Military Sports Academy, physical fitness test." Instructor Fang instructed the computer to generate a 3D projection of the human body: "I believe everyone knows that everyone in the city requires everyone to practice physical skills. The normal index must be above 5 to be considered qualified."

All the classmates are confident.

Even if they can be selected into the military academy, even if they pass the back door, they will definitely have this value, only high or low.

"I believe everyone has reached the basic index. According to the information, a small number of people have reached the first level of physical skills and have a combat power index of more than 10. This number is the standard for qualified soldiers. This test tonight will mainly let everyone know each other. This machine can more accurately measure your true strength. Now, I would like to ask you little geniuses to perform."

Instructor Fang was very funny, not like a serious military man. A small number of students had been motivated and were eager to try.

"The first one, Li Zhe."

Instructor Fang named him, a white-faced boy walked out quickly and stood on the test bench. He seemed to be very accustomed to the process of the test, raised his fist and hit it hard. A 7.5 number jumped out of the instrument.

"Very good, 7.5, close to the first level of physical skills. It seems that in less than a month or two, Li Zhe can break through the first level and become a little soldier." Instructor Fang did not hesitate to praise him, completely like praising his child. Li Zhe smiled and felt quite proud in his heart.

Then, a tall and strong classmate punched a number of 8.2, which caused the students to exclaim.

Next.

A pretty female classmate called a number of 7, and there was also a lot of applause. A dozen people later, a student of Hei Zhuang took off his shirt and collided with his arms, showing a value of 9. At this time, the applause was bursting, and even Instructor Fang patted his shoulder to show encouragement. This action made Hei Zhuang extremely excited and also made some people blush.

"I'll do it." A tall and strong male classmate with a proud face snatched out of the crowd: "I, Tieleo."

Instructor Fang smiled.

He doesn't mind this kind of jumping in line.

Tielei also took off his shirt, waved his arm, and then blew up and kicked the tester with a whip. The instrument count rushed and jumped until 26 before stopping. When the students saw it, they burst into screams. Hearing the students' praise, Tielei proudly glanced at the black-superior classmate before and raised his head to step down.

The combat effectiveness index is a comprehensive index.

The 26 set of numbers does not mean that Tielei's foot strength is three times that of a 9-digit student. The value is holistic, including speed, strength, skills, and accuracy. The same person tests, lifts his fingers and punches with his fists, and the value has almost no change. The tester will make an assessment based on the personal attack power, angle, speed and other factors.

The value of Tielei is three times higher, which means that he is three times more efficient in combat than the former.

"Instructor, I need to use firearms to test." Another young man named raised his hand and signaled to ask for a gun. Instructor Fang smiled and said, and then ten slowly moving light spots appeared in the tester.

Ten shots later.

The instrument showed a score of 8.8.

Seeing this, Du Nan understood. After shooting ten guns, they will definitely not be three times less powerful than a whip kick. One gun is equivalent to a shoulder hit number, and it cannot be equal to the power. This is the conclusion given by the computer to compare light, shadow, movement, posture, and shooting hit. Moreover, this is not a physical figure, but a specialty figure.

He is a special talent in the Military Sports Academy.

This kind of digital display method has different judgments on the strength and weakness, and the data is only a reflection. Du Nan glanced at Li Wenfu. This magic warrior like a national treasure would probably not be able to knock out numbers above 30 with his fists. Once he used magic energy, he could easily disassemble the machine into parts.

"Fatty Li, I've been missing for half a year, let's practice?" At this moment, a slightly arrogant voice sounded, calling Li Wenfu and Fat Li.

A sudden sound.

Instructor Fang was slightly displeased and turned into a smile. Seeing the person in front of him clearly, he thought he was not suitable to stop him.

"Why, don't you dare?" Among the crowd, a tall, strong, sunny and handsome boy, walked to Du Nan and Li Wenfu with arrogance, and smiled and said, "Last time I was lucky enough to win, I knew you were not convinced. Today, I will give you a chance to get back the venue. How about it? No, we will compare physical skills. Do you dare to give me a word?"

A hint of anger flashed in Li Wenfu's eyes, and he immediately replied to normal. He looked very naive: "Brother Zhao, what did you say? I'm queuing up. The instructor didn't even name it, it was not my turn."

The person who was called "Brother Zhao" was stunned and then burst into laughter. He turned around and spoke to the instructor, as if he had an attitude of instructing his servants: "Sorry, I was put on a gesture by the little fat man. Instructor Fang, I and the little fat man have some urgent matters, please give it a convenience. We will be fine soon and will not take responsibility for your business."

"Please give me some advice." Instructor Fang hid his eyes and said with a smile.

The rich family, the rich young man, the magic warrior... These things are stacked together, or they will not play any role in the battlefield. In society, one word may ruin his lifelong efforts. More importantly, he is now a mentor, and the wealthy family is competing for the sake of the trend and cannot let other students be implicated. This is his own responsibility.

"Little fat man, what else do you have to say?" Brother Zhao asked with a strange smile.

Li Wenfu glanced at Du Nan.

He did not hope that the fighting spirit of the juniors of the wealthy clan would involve his new friends.

"If I don't look for him, I'll look for you, don't worry." Brother Wu was generous and said that he was wasting his energy even if he glanced at him.

"You said."

When Li Wenfu heard that "I won't look for" Du Nan, he thought that today should be a coincidence. Suddenly, a sense of pride rose in his heart. He walked to the test machine and punched him hard. The instrument jumped sharply, and finally stopped at the value of 28. Seeing this result, Li Wenfu was slightly proud. Half a year ago, Wu Mingzhao's result was 19, and I believe today...

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