All People Casting Soldiers: Create a Resurrection Armor at the beginning

Chapter 17 Practical training!

Wei Ran slept until noon.

When he woke up, he found that he was hungry again.

Although he ate a lot of food last night, he digested it quickly.

Get up, wash up, go to lunch.

The lunch prepared by my mother is very rich, and it is all kinds of meat.

Wei Ran was feasting while reading the news on his mobile phone.

He found that in the morning, in the class group, the head teacher had informed everyone that if they had time these days, they could come to the school to participate in actual combat training.

Prepare for the martial arts test in four days.

Of course, the class teacher did not mandate when to pass.

Because he knew that right after the liberal arts exam, many students would definitely have to spend time going to the Military Casting Association to practice casting soldiers.

Therefore, during the special period, the teachers in the school are now waiting almost 24 hours a day.

As long as students are free to receive practical training, they are always welcome and can be used as sandbags at any time.

"The teachers in the school must be stronger than the fighter projections in the training room, and they can analyze my problems better..."

"Then let's go and have a look..."

Wei Ran secretly said.

Although it was quite fun to fight with the warrior projection in the training room last night.

But the martial artist's projection is not a real person after all, and there are always various flaws. If you really want to compare it, of course it is not as rewarding as fighting a real person.

Nothing happened these few days, so Wei Ran decided to wait and try.

Soon, Wei Ran finished his meal.

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, he said to his mother, "Mom, I'm going out to school."

"Okay." Xu Li replied.

Wei Ran put on his shoes and went out.

ten minutes later.

He got off the bus and looked at the gate of Jiangzhou No. [-] Middle School in front of him.

It feels similar to the No. [-] Middle School in the previous life.

Wei Ran muttered to himself, then walked towards the school gate.

He had the school badge pinned to his chest, and the security guards didn't stop him, so he went in smoothly.

After walking a few steps, a shout suddenly came from behind.

"Wei Ran, Wei Ran..."

Wei Ran looked back, with a puzzled look on his face.

It's that kid Zhao Yi again.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked.

Zhao Yi caught up and asked curiously, "Why are you coming to school too? Don't you go to the casting room to practice casting soldiers?"

Wei Ran said: "I went there yesterday, I think it's okay, so I came here to find the teacher to practice my hands."

"It's okay?" Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said in surprise: "Then you just made it? Fuck, I'm really envious. I waited in line for three hours yesterday for a casting room, and I kept casting soldiers until the early morning." It's past five o'clock, but they all failed! I'm so mad..."

As Wei Ran continued to walk forward, he said lightly: "Then you still have time to come to school? Do you not continue to practice in the casting room?"

Zhao Yi followed him, scratched his head and said helplessly: "There is no way, the materials for casting soldiers are very expensive, I feel that I am not in a good condition today, if I continue to practice, I guess I will still fail, that is a waste of money, so I come to school to play Playing, maybe I can get back to my state..."

Hearing this, Wei Ran shrugged and didn't say anything else.

Zhao Yi and the others are actually alright, at least they can practice the casting of Xuanbing for the exam.

And what about him?
He didn't even know where to buy the casting materials for the resurrection armor.

Even if he knew where it was sold, the price would probably be sky-high, and he couldn't afford it at all.

What's more, his plan for the resurrection armor has not been completed yet.

I don't know if I still have the opportunity to participate in the next martial arts test.

He didn't hold out too much hope, and he didn't come to the school to participate in actual combat training today to prepare for the martial arts test four days later.

I just want to find a free sandbag to continue practicing.

The two walked and chatted.

Soon came to the school's Budokan.

Here, it is specially used for actual combat training.

"Wei Ran, Zhao Yi, are you here too?"

"How was the exam yesterday? Did you practice casting soldiers this morning?"

As they entered, some students who came to participate in the actual combat training greeted them.

"Well, it's okay..."

Wei Ran casually said a few perfunctory words.

You can't tell them that you actually handed in a blank paper, right?
Seeing that Wei Ran was not interested in talking, the students didn't care, so they chatted with Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi followed them and spit.

Wei Ran glanced at the spacious Martial Arts Hall. There were three teachers on duty in the afternoon.

Two of the teachers were already fighting with other students.

There was another teacher, who was idle and had nothing to do, watching their fight and instructing the two students how to fight.

Seeing this, Wei Ran stepped forward and said softly, "Hello, teacher, I'm here to participate in actual combat training."

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the teacher looked away and looked at Wei Ran, "It's Wei Ran, how is it, what was the estimated score in yesterday's exam?"

"It's okay, there should be no problem..." Wei Ran said without changing his expression.

Wu Zhi smiled and said: "Humble, I think your grades should be quite good. By the way, you didn't go to practice casting soldiers this morning?"

"I went yesterday, and I was catching up on sleep in the morning." Wei Ran replied.

"Well, that's okay. Remember, in the martial arts test, the most important thing is to cast soldiers, and the second is actual combat. Don't waste your practice just for actual combat..." Wu Zhiyu urged earnestly.

"Teacher, I'm here to participate in actual combat training!"

At this time, a voice sounded from the side.

Wu Zhi and Wei Ran looked sideways, and saw a male classmate coming over.

Wei Ran stared at the other party for a few times, vaguely getting an impression.

The opponent's name is Chen Hao, who has a high talent in casting soldiers and a strong grade.

In their class, they are considered to be the most likely to be admitted to the first-class Casting Academy.

"It's Chen Hao!"

Seeing the other party approaching, Wu Zhi also recognized him immediately.

The smile on his face became more enthusiastic.

"Chen Hao, how was the test yesterday? How much is the estimated score?"

"..."

He asked Chen Hao the few questions he had just asked Wei Ran.

Even asked more.

More detail.

It can be seen that in his mind, Chen Hao is better and more important than Wei Ran.

Chen Hao answered a few words briefly, with strong confidence.

After answering, he glanced at Wei Ran and said, "Teacher, I asked my parents to buy materials for casting soldiers. It will take a while to get them. Now I have time to participate in actual combat training. Can I start first?"

Wu Zhi's expression changed upon hearing this.

Then he looked at Wei Ran hesitantly.

But in the end, he still shook his head and said, "No, Wei Ran will look for me first, please wait a moment, it will be soon."

Wu Zhi is more principled, and he pays attention to first come first served.

Because Chen Hao's grades are better than Wei Ran's, he didn't fight against him first, leaving Wei Ran aside.

"This... okay..."

Hearing this, Chen Hao frowned slightly, then looked at Wei Ran, and calmed down again.

Didn't take it too seriously.

Wei Ran's strength is a bit weaker, it's just in the Body Tempering Realm.

Really can't waste any time.

"Wei Ran, let's start..."

Because Chen Hao was in a hurry, Wu Zhi didn't waste time talking, and directly invited Wei Ran to start the battle.

He didn't bother to ask, what was Wei Ran's performance in the last test of blood and combat strength.

(End of this chapter)