With the two of them repeating their reminders over and over, everyone knew that the class of 2008 had a Fu Changding and a Fang Ping.
Fu Changding had tempered his bones twice, reached Rank One, and tempered one limb.
Fang Ping had tempered his bones three times.
In the stands.
Many second- and third-year students stared in astonishment. They had never imagined anyone could pull a stunt like this, and quite a few doubled over with laughter.
Qin Fengqing, meanwhile, watched Fang Ping and Fu Changding with admiration. Although the two seemed to have embarrassed themselves, they had also shown what set them apart.
What could ordinary people without family connections do? They could only seize every opportunity. Embarrassment? What did that matter? As long as he became a Grandmaster, distinguished scholars would come forward to defend him.
The martial artists who had stepped forward alongside them were not unwilling to chat freely under the pressure of Vital Blood like Fang Ping and Fu Changding. They simply could not do it.
Resisting the pressure of Vital Blood already pushed them to their limits. If they opened their mouths, they would lose their breath and embarrass themselves.
Qin Fengqing glanced again at Lu Hao, who was laughing happily beside him. He had been observing Lu Hao ever since he arrived, and had seen that he showed no reaction whatsoever to the pressure of Huang Jing's Vital Blood mixed with killing intent.
Qin Fengqing knew he had judged him correctly. Anyone who could remain motionless under that sort of killing intent must have killed plenty of people himself, so the rumors about Lu Hao's combat record were probably true as well.
On the dais.
Several teachers smiled faintly.
Magic Martial University did not mind its students playing little tricks.