Chapter 18: Final Exam

Time flies like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, it was the season of the final exam.

Yucai High School also takes exams in June, and then there is a two-month vacation.

"Finally… after the exam, I won't be a first-year student, but a second-year student."

Fang Xing didn't go to the other world last night, but chose to rest in the residential area.

When the first ray of morning sun shone into the bedroom, he slowly opened his eyes, his attention focused on the attribute panel:

【Name: Fang Xing】

【Age: 16】

【Occupation: Martial Artist】

【First Realm: Skin and Flesh (Refining Flesh: 86/100)】

【Military Fist Twelve Styles: 27/100 (Proficient)】

【Long Xiang Gong: 1/200 (Mastery)】

【Gate of Heavens (Charging)】

……

"The Blood and Qi Pill is worthy of being the best auxiliary pill for Postnatal martial artists to practice… just one bottle, and it brought me close to the perfection of the first realm."

"Even the rich on Fledgling Star may not be as extravagant as me…"

A trace of joy appeared on Fang Xing's face.

"The pill-taking flow is indeed reasonable; originally I thought that perfect skin refining would be the limit by the end of the term, but I didn't expect to be close to perfect flesh refining…"

"The barrier between the first realm and the second realm, as long as there are enough Blood and Qi Pills, is most likely not a problem…"

"And the Long Xiang Gong, successfully entering the third stage mentioned by Teacher Xia Long, even if Jade Skin is exposed, it doesn't matter…"

The hard work during this period of time brought him huge gains.

And in the foreseeable future, the speed of cultivation will be even faster!

Getting into university in the third year of high school was no longer a problem for Fang Xing.

The key is to get into a good university!

"The best university in the Federation should be 'Blue Star University' located on Blue Star. Besides that, 'Holy Armor University' and 'Nine Swords Academy' located in the cosmic secret realm are all top-tier institutions…"

Fang Xing silently recalled the relevant information.

The predecessor's biggest dream was to buy a house on Blue Star, followed by getting into a university; as for what school, he didn't dare to think, as long as it was a university.

But Fang Xing naturally knew how important it was to get into university!

The leap in class depends on this!

Even if he has an other world, after getting into university, he can better utilize the resources of the other world.

Not to mention anything else, he can first set up a top biological research institute to study the pills of the other world, so he doesn't have to take risks next to the infirmary.

Although there are poison test paper and white mice, Fang Xing still took risks when swallowing pills.

And his life is clearly more precious than anything else.

After getting up and washing, Fang Xing habitually set up the Long Xiang Gong.

The "Mastery" level Long Xiang Gong has a completely different feeling from the "Proficient" level.

If the "Proficient" level Long Xiang Gong just gave him a feeling of being familiar and smooth, with a unique charm in every move.

The "Mastery" level Long Xiang Gong is no longer Fang Xing adapting to this pile skill, but automatically modifying a few places to make this pile method more suitable for himself!

It is necessary to know that everyone's physique is different; although "Long Xiang Gong" claims to be perfectly deduced by the smart brain, the template is also most ordinary people.

Now the pile skill Fang Xing practices can be said to be the "Fang Xing Special Edition," completely tailored with him as a template, and the efficacy and progress are incomparable.

"With this level of Long Xiang Gong, no wonder it can refine 'Jade Skin'… although I reached it long ago."

After finishing the pile skill, feeling the coordination of his own skin and flesh, Fang Xing suddenly wiped his face.

The next moment, the skin and flesh on his face actually began to bulge.

His cheeks became a few points fatter, his eyebrows became longer… in an instant, he changed from a green youth to a gloomy-looking man in his twenties!

"After refining most of the muscles, controlling the facial muscles and skin, I can completely achieve disguise…"

This is a divine skill necessary for staying at home, traveling, killing, and setting fires!

……

Yucai High School.

"Students, let's take the cultural exam today, everyone must work hard."

Teacher Lan Fei changed into a professional suit again, black silk high heels with glasses, having a special elite temperament: "Also… remember not to cheat, the punishment is very severe."

'I always feel more tempting… Recently, blood and Qi have grown too fast, and the evil fire is a bit strong…'

Fang Xing was expressionless, picked up the test paper, and answered the questions quickly.

There are many courses to take in high school.

Universal Cosmic Language, Interstellar Survival, Evil God Species Illustrated Book, Maintenance and Repair of Various Weapons, Battlefield First Aid…

Each course has a test paper, but they all have to be finished in one morning, and the answering time for each course is only about half an hour.

Swish swish!

But for these high school students, it is commonplace.

For a time, there was only the sound of writing in the classroom.

Even Liu Wei, who looked unreliable, was writing furiously.

As martial artists, their wrist strength is amazing, their writing speed is fast, and their thinking is active…

Even so, it is quite difficult to finish a paper within half an hour.

After all, the difficulty of the test paper is to estimate their ability, just right at the limit, just to select the most outstanding students!

As for cheating?

Now there is all-round monitoring in the classroom, which is basically impossible.

"Fortunately, I have seen this question…"

"Hmm, this question is also relatively simple…"

"The last one is a bit troublesome, the calculation is a bit complicated…"

Fang Xing wrote like flying.

As a master of the late first realm, his martial arts cultivation is high, which can better support this high-intensity answering.

"Time is up!"

Time soon reached noon, Fang Xing put down the electronic pen in his hand, walked out of the classroom, and prepared to buy something to deal with lunch.

'I have to say, although the ingredients in the other world are more delicious and nutritious… my craftsmanship is average.'

'Just in terms of taste, the dishes of the Blue Star Federation are better… not to mention that I am a poor ghost, and I haven't really seen those nourishing medicinal diets on Blue Star, which are said to take into account both taste and nutrition…'

'Even, the entire Fledgling Star is just an ordinary planet… even the richest man on the planet, compared to the entire Blue Star Federation, is nothing.'

He gnawed on the meat roll while looking at his classmates.

Bai Lang, Yi An, Qian Xun, Ouyang Qianqian, Bai Lianyi, Cole, Liu Wei…

"Eh?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fang Xing always feels that Liu Wei today seems… more confident?

"Fang Xing…"

Cole walked over: "The actual combat in the afternoon… looking forward to sparring with you."

The afternoon actual combat adopts an elimination system, as long as both sides win all the way, they will always meet.

In the afternoon, all the martial arts teachers in the school gathered together, and Xia Long was among them.

"The first-year practical assessment begins now! There are ten arenas. When your name is called, come up. You may not use protective gear, weapons, or potions... Anything else is permitted."

Xia Long's voice was like a bell, shaking the surrounding air, and then revealed a ferocious smile: "You can do your best to kill, see if we teachers above the fourth realm can rescue in time… in this regard, there are no taboos, of course, don't think about having high ideological and moral behavior scores…"

'This seems to be indulgent, but it is actually a reminder.'

Fang Xing saw this scene and thought to himself.

Not long after, the battle list was announced.

He scanned it and found that there was something tricky inside.

'All the seeded players are separated into groups… generally speaking, they only meet at the end.'

Fang Xing looked at the huge electronic screen, nodded and shook his head: "But it's just a school-wide result, actually it's a bit rough… but this is also good."

"Arena 1, Group 1, Dilis vs. Cao Xiong!"

"Arena 2, Qingyun vs. Hong Ke!"

……

Soon, major martial arts teachers sat in the arenas and began today's competition.

Fang Xing didn't have time to see the situation of Liu Wei and other classmates, and was called to the stage.

"Arena 8, Fang Xing vs. Phoenix!"

Fang Xing came to the arena and saw a red-haired girl opposite.

The other party was wearing a black tight suit, revealing exquisite curves, matched with azure blue eyes like the sea and fair and delicate skin like milk, which could be said to be an absolute beauty.

"So it's her, the class flower of Class 4…"

His heart moved, and he bowed first: "Classmate Phoenix, please enlighten me!"

"Classmate Fang Xing, please!"

After Phoenix bowed, she moved first!

Slap!

Her hands were like phoenix wings spreading, tearing the air.

Military Fist Twelve Styles—Broken Wing Hand!

Military Fist is a compulsory martial arts subject in high school, involving everything, including fist techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques, movement techniques, and finger techniques.

Phoenix's Broken Wing Hand looked ordinary at first glance, but there was a hidden charm of being familiar and smooth, clearly having deep attainments in this style.

Fang Xing's figure folded, actually dodging this hand at the moment of hair's breadth.

"Good boy…"

In the arena not far away, Xia Long watched this battle and couldn't help but laugh lowly: "Not only is the pile skill solid, but the Military Fist is also only afraid of entering the hall…"

Fang Xing dodged this hand and prepared to end the battle as soon as possible.

He raised his right foot slightly, like a giant axe, tearing the air.

Phoenix felt the sharp meaning coming to her face, and a trace of shock could not help but appear on her face.

Battle Axe Leg!

Bang!

She barely overlapped her arms, protecting her chest in a cross shape, and then her whole person flew backward, fell to the edge of the arena, and turned over to stand up, but her right arm was already hanging softly.

"Still not admitting defeat?"

Fang Xing frowned, although he left a lot of strength in this leg, the other party's right arm should also be broken.

Facing this gap, rational admission of defeat is the best choice.

"Admit defeat? For cyborgs like us, every point is very important, how can we admit defeat?"

Phoenix's eyes were hidden with a trace of madness, and her only remaining left hand stabbed like a spear.

'Hmm? Seems to have used some secret technique of hypnosis or mutilation?'

Fang Xing saw this scene, but his heart was a little sad.

For cyborgs like them, it is indeed necessary to do their best to seize every opportunity!

Even if it is a defeat, expressing an unyielding spirit is also very important, maybe the score will be higher later!

Perhaps for natural humans, this is nothing, but for cyborgs, a difference of one point may determine the fate of the day! ===== CHAPTER 19 =====