Chemical garbage? I turned a Gundam into my backhand

Wang Qian knew that Jiang Pi must have doubts, so he didn't bother to spend time explaining it to him.

Anyway, I will give him the gene medicine at night, and then I will say it together in front of everyone, saving him from saying it twice.

He then turned his head and asked Shi Zhanpeng, "Big Brother Shi, how are you and Sister Jing's cultivation progress now?"

Shi Zhanpeng heard Wang Qian's sudden Qi Qi himself, and immediately replied: "Thank you for your blessing, I have now broken through the fifteen thousand mark, and it will take about two months to reach 20,000 and rise to the fifth level."

Tang Jing's words are about to exceed 4,000, and it is estimated that she can reach the fourth level in about a month.

It's just that we are now practicing that set of physical techniques every day, which is a bit delayed. Three

bright question marks appeared on Jiang Pi's head, who was sitting in the back seat.

'What the hell? This strong man means that he can increase his strength by five thousand points in two months? Are these people the kind of local tycoons who don't stop medicine?

Wang Qian nodded: "Very good, tomorrow you go to find an underground training hall to pay the moon, and the effect of cultivation in the training room will be better."

Later, you will take Jiang Pi to the Demon Hunting Guild to register for the team, and I have already given you the authority of the vice captain.

Then go home and wait for me, I'll come back later, if there are any questions on Jiang Pi's side, you will answer them for him first.

"Yes, Captain."

Shi Zhanpeng's personality is like this, once he recognizes you, he never asks more about the things you explain, and will definitely complete it meticulously.

After returning to the city, Wang Qian put the two at the gate of the Demon Hunting Guild and rushed to the school himself.

Along the way, Wang Qian sighed, he didn't expect that these people in this life would get together again, thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the days when Jiang Pi was dominated by Tang Jing.

Isn't the person Jiang Pi most afraid of in the previous life Tang Jing, I don't know if such a situation will happen in this life, thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

......

When he returned to school, it was almost five o'clock, and in another hour, today's military training was almost over.

The first three days are mainly training to obey military orders, the intensity is not large, and then all kinds of pulling, weight-bearing, and extreme physical training will begin.

That's when the students were in pain.

After Wang Qian found the principal, he happily carried two gene potions and walked towards the team in his class.

The students saw Wang Qian leisurely swinging to this side from afar, and they were all envious and jealous.

He and the others are almost tired into pickles at the end of the day, he poured well, I don't know where to dash for a day, and now he runs over to see the liveliness.

"Ah, I envy Wang Qian, why can he be so dashing!"

"Cut, what's the use of your envy, who told you to dare not fight with that Zhan Xing yesterday."

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Don't say it, can't I train seriously..." came

the wail of several classmates.

Long Fei also saw Wang Qian coming over, in fact, their day as an instructor was also very hard, so he directly announced: "Rest in place, drink saliva!"

"Oh! Long live the Dragon Instructor!

Long Fei trotted to Wang Qian: "Idol, you are finally here?" I thought you weren't coming today."

Wang Qian glanced at him strangely: "How is it like a little grudge, what's the situation?"

Long Fei rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Hehe, didn't you say yesterday that you had time to teach me to practice the sword, I specially brought the sword here today, but I didn't see you."

Wang Qian suddenly opened his mouth and let out a silent 'oh'.

"It's better for me to come early than to come by chance, then come, I'll teach you a trick first."

Saying that, he turned the small iron sword into a tool.

When Long Fei saw the great joy, he immediately ran to the place where the backpack was stacked and turned over his small wooden sword, looking at Wang Qian with a look of anticipation.

Wang Qian stared at the child's toy wooden sword in his hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

'Big brother, are you serious? This doesn't look like something a sword player plays! What

kind of feeling Wang Qian had in his heart at this time, it was like a person riding a shared electric bicycle and running to a person riding a BMW R1250GS and saying, "Brother, you guys will take me later."

However, after complaining, Wang Qian still slowed down his movements and began to demonstrate to him every basic movement of the "Wudang Sword Art Thirteen Styles" one by one.

Long Fei's eyes lit up behind Wang Qian, and he began to follow along unconsciously.

The students who were resting in the class saw that Wang Qian was teaching Long Fei to practice swords, and they all stepped forward curiously to watch, and many students had already begun to pick up their mobile phones to record.

Wang Qian didn't care, as long as it was a classmate who wanted to learn, he was willing to teach, anyway, it was impossible to grasp the essence of this thing with only sword moves.

I saw that several students were also following the action, and some students had just taken out their mobile phones to prepare for recording.

He simply rehearsed it again, and this time the explanation was louder.

I have to say that Long Fei really played swords, and there were many moves when he was the second time, and he was able to learn it well.

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