Mary Taylor

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  • by Mary Taylor June 15th. Monday. This was not only the day Fang Ping would sign his contract, but it was also the day the results of the Gaokao cultural studies and martial arts university admission requirements would be released. MCMAU had admitted 1580 students in 2008. The minimum requirements were a Vitality of 130cal and 620 marks and above in cultural studies. In 2009, the university admitted more, though the requirements increased somewhat. The minimum Vitality threshold was bumped up to 132cal.…
  • by Mary Taylor From June 5th onward, Fang Ping started his Combat Technique cultivation. Zhang Dingnan had taught him an improved version of Manic Explosion, so Fang Ping had to figure everything out again and cultivate it from the top. The old version of Manic Explosion looked very impressive but in reality, it was just average among middle-rank Combat Techniques. Using it as a big move was still just seven consecutive slashes used in a cycle, and these seven consecutive slashes were all under an average…
  • by Mary Taylor Villa No.8. When Fang Ping arrived, it was the first time he had felt out of place at the villa. There were quite a few people present. Zhao Xuemei and Chen Yunxi were there, as well as a few other youngsters—three boys and a girl. Fang Ping did not know them. Lu Fengrou was resting on the sofa; she seemed to be taking a nap. The moment Fang Ping came in, Lu Fengrou said lightly without opening her eyes, “You’re here.” “Yes.” “Get to know each other.” After Lu Fengrou…
  • by Mary Taylor No matter how self-confident one was, one still had to face reality. With no money, no Wealth points, and a 1000 credit debt, the 340 credits Fang Ping had left at this point were not of very much use. Fang Ping changed into his C-class alloy combat boots and put on his armor made from the hide of Peak Rank-4 Catacombs’ creatures before picking up his repaired fengzuidao. He then looked at himself in the mirror and admired his reflection. “Such a handsome person, but unfortunately, I have…
  • by Mary Taylor Time ticked by. Fang Ping maintained his Horse-riding Stance, endlessly replenishing his Vitality and honing his bones. When he first started, he had even used Mentality to move energy particles. Later on, Fang Ping had stopped doing this. As far as he was concerned, it was just an excuse to pull the wool over everyone’s eyes. Only Lu Fengrou was outside now, so there was no point in continuing the deception. He used his Wealth points to continuously replenish his Vitality. The few people…
  • by Mary Taylor Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Cultivation chamber. Fang Ping removed his shirt and got into the Horse-riding Stance. His body trembled slightly, and Vitality blazed from his entire body. Wealth: 30 million Vitality: 869cal (869cal) Mentality: 499Hz (499Hz) Bone-honing: 151 bones (90%), 26 bones (35% – 70%), 29 bones (30%) His limbs, rib cage, and sternum had all been completely honed. The progress rate of all 26 of his spinal vertebrae was…
  • by Mary Taylor Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation It was officially June. On the 1st of June Fang Ping marched into the Energy Room at MCMAU. He had also made quite a splash in the outside world. On the 1st of June, the Martial Arts University Combat Strength ranking list was updated. On the Rank-3 ranking list, MCMAU’s Fang Ping entered the running for the first time, his ability as a Middle-stage Rank 3 positioning him in 96th place. There were a total of one…
  • by Mary Taylor Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation After returning to university from the research institute, Fang Ping did not seem to have changed at all. A few days before the end of May, Fang Ping did not do anything else apart from buying some Body-strengthening Elixirs, Body-honing Pills, and Bodybuilding Pills. His bone-honing progress was still slow as well. Even Old Man Li gave up commenting after observing him several times. It was the end of May now—close to…
  • by Mary Taylor Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation As they were walking to other passageways, Old Man Li whispered unexpectedly, “If you can’t attain jaded bone marrow, then there’s only one way to solve your problem!” Fang Ping’s slowed down his pace. “Become stronger! “When you become a Grandmaster, no, as long as you achieve Rank-6, then there won’t be any problem at all. “I can buy you some time. MCMAU has got your back! “However, if there is…
  • by Mary Taylor 26th of May. Fang Ping had driven his own compact car and was waiting in front of the logistics department entrance. Very soon, Old Man Li strolled out with his hands behind his back. Fang Ping got out of the car to open the door courteously. His face was brightly lit as he asked, “Instructor, where are we going?” “Go to the Southern Contribution District. There’s a Southern Distribution Research Institute there. Do you know the place?” “Research institute...” Fang Ping…
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