at this time.
In the principal's office, Chen Datong was anxiously explaining to Principal Feng Buping, "Principal, do you know what the Great Perfection level of Bull Fist means? What's wrong with 10 bottles of D-grade energy fluid? Our school can definitely afford it!"
"Once Jiang Li's energy level rises a bit and he works hard to get into one of the top five universities, the benefits our school will gain will be much greater than 10 bottles of D-grade energy liquid. Please think about it carefully!"
"And Jiang Li's martial arts talent is really strong!"
He wanted to get 10 bottles of D-level energy liquid for Jiang Li instead of the 5 bottles promised before.
Every time he recalled the fight with Jiang Li yesterday, he became more shocked. Not only had his fighting skills been highly improved, but his combat skills had also improved astonishingly. This kid was definitely a combat genius!
This is why he wanted to get more resources for Jiang Li.
"Old Chen, please sit down first."
Feng Buping was a square-faced man over sixty years old, but he held a powerful presence. He extended his hand for Chen Datong to sit down and said with a smile, "Old Chen, you're just too considerate of the students. But as the principal, I have to take the overall situation into consideration and take all the students into account. I don't mean to hold you back, but five bottles of D-grade energy liquid are more than enough for Jiang Li."
"headmaster....."
"Don't worry, take a look at this first."
The principal interrupted Chen Datong and handed him a transcript and conversion rate evaluation, which he had just retrieved from the student file.
"Of course I know what the Great Perfection Realm of the Bull Fist means. If Jiang Li has a higher talent for Qi and Blood cultivation, I will do my best to cultivate him."
"But look, the last time I tested my Qi and blood, it was 61.2 calories. In the past week or two, I calculated that it has increased by 0.3 calories, so it's now 61.5 calories."
"The most important thing is, look at his energy liquid conversion rate, 8%! That's really quite poor!"
Chen Datong was silent.
The energy liquid conversion rate was tested when Jiang Li first entered school. 8% meant that after absorbing a bottle of D-level energy liquid, his Qi and blood would increase by 0.8 calories at most. 5 bottles would only increase his Qi and blood by 4 calories, reaching 65 calories. Combined with the mastery of the Bull Fist, it would be no problem for him to go to a prestigious school. To go any higher, 10 bottles of D-level energy liquid would not be enough. The cost would be too high.
He knew that the principal was telling the truth. After all, the First Martial Arts Experimental Middle School was a public middle school, and it couldn't just tilt resources towards one student.
Seeing that Chen Datong was silent, Feng Buping did not continue to talk. He patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he will be indispensable for these five bottles of D-level energy liquid. This child can at least go to a prestigious school. The future depends on his own luck."
"Yes, Principal."
Chen Datong said in a muffled voice.
At this time, the principal's office heard a message.
Connected.
The virtual video screen lit up, and a spirited old man in tight clothes appeared in the video, laughing heartily: "Old Feng, didn't we agree to come to No. 1 Middle School for an exchange today? Why haven't you shown up yet? Did you desert at the last minute?"
This old man is the principal of Nanming Martial Arts Middle School, Jiang Taihe.
Feng Buping smiled and said, "How could I possibly forget such an important thing? Your principal, Jiang, is here to guide us personally. I'm so happy. I've been dealing with some work and am a little late. Come now. I'll have someone take you to the training hall first."
"That's good, hurry up, old man."
The two of them hung up the call with a smile.
Principal Feng sent out several messages in succession, arranged for the teachers and students to go, and then said to Chen Datong with a smile, "Let's go and take a look together."
There was a hint of doubt in Chen Datong's eyes. "Principal, aren't our martial arts teachers usually the leaders of exchanges between schools? Why is it that Principal Jiang from Nanming Middle School is here in person this time?"
Feng Buping said, "This old fox is here to test the waters for the city-wide mock exam this weekend."
Chen Datong was puzzled and said, "It's just a mock exam. Even though it's a city-wide exam, it shouldn't be that serious, right?"
"What do you know? This mock exam is going to be watched by a big shot. If you perform well, you might even get support from above!"
Feng Buping subconsciously lowered his voice, which made Chen Datong extremely curious.
What kind of existence is it that even the principal calls him a big shot?
"Big shot?"
"Have you heard of the Sword Bearer?"
"Sword Wielder? Never heard of it."
At this moment, Chen Datong's curiosity was completely aroused.
"Never heard of it? Never mind if you haven't heard of it."
Feng Buping had a hint of teasing in his eyes and said no more. This was just a rebuke to Chen Bu Tong for the argument they had been having.
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Chen Datong was dumbfounded. If the old man in front of him was not the principal, he would have punched him to death!
So fucking cheap!
Chen Datong was helpless. Since the principal didn't say anything, there was nothing he could do. He could only wait until the principal's pettiness was over before asking him.
The two of them walked very quickly and arrived at the study and training hall in a moment.
As soon as I entered.
Jiang Taihe laughed heartily and came forward to greet him: "Old Feng, your No. 1 Middle School's training hall is so luxurious. It's no wonder you're recognized as the best martial arts middle school. It's great to have government support. Unlike us at Nanming, the students have to live in difficult conditions."
It seems like he is sighing with envy, but in fact he is being sarcastic. If we can defeat you under difficult conditions, then you are useless.
Feng Buping waved his hands repeatedly, saying with a forced smile, "No, no, I heard that you Nanming people can afford tens of millions of dollars worth of training equipment. How can our little possessions be enough for you to look at?"
The two looked at each other and laughed, each with his own ulterior motives, exposing each other's shortcomings.
"These are the young heroes of your Nanming, right? They are indeed full of energy and spirit."
Feng Buping smiled and glanced at the three young men standing behind Jiang Taihe. They all had good aura and pride in their eyes.
"No, they are just some ignorant brats. I am bringing them out to see the world and let them know that there are always people who are better than you."
"Where are the top students from your No. 1 Middle School? Why can't I see them?"
"On the way, we'll be there soon."
The two of them were joking with each other and chatting about some meaningless nonsense.
The so-called exchange is actually that both sides send a few students to compete in a competition.
First, it allows students to see the world and gain more practical experience. Second, it allows them to see the strength of the other team's top students and have a better understanding of the situation.
If the host school accidentally loses, it will inevitably be embarrassing.
Feng Buping looked at the momentum of several Nanming students and quietly sent a message via Tianxun.
"Call the runner-up of the three elite classes, Class One, Class Two, and Class Three, to come here."
Just when everyone was getting a little impatient, a teacher and three students finally arrived at the training hall.
"Finally they came. I thought they were scared."
A short boy from Nanming Middle School muttered with a casual look on his face.
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