Zhang Fan is a newcomer and has no understanding of the world at all.

To give a simple example, he only knows that there are practitioners in this world, but he has no idea what the specific cultivation system is.

I don’t even know the cultivation system. If I want to become stronger, wouldn’t I cross the river by feeling the stones?

And he is even less aware of many of the history, common sense and other knowledge in this world.

Whether he wants to learn more or become stronger, he must go to the Martial Arts Academy.

In the entire safety zone, there are hundreds of martial arts academies of all sizes.

The Lingguang Wudao Academy, closest to Zhang Fan, is also fifty kilometers.

He had no money to take a bus, so he could only walk.

At his speed, it was not until afternoon.

What appeared before my eyes was a huge building complex.

These buildings look very different from ordinary buildings and are full of power.

At the gate of the Martial Arts Academy, there is a square with a diameter of about 100 meters.

Admissions are conducted in this square.

Because students are only recruited once a year, they are very popular every time.

The students who registered had already lined up five long queues of about 30 meters.

Zhang Fan was so impressed.

In the past world, you had to queue up no matter what you did.

I didn’t expect that when I came to this world now, I still had to queue up.

In desperation, he could only queue up to the end and slowly moved forward with the team.

After waiting for three hours, he was about to reach him in more than ten people.

At this moment, the one in front of him with a red hair dyed in his arms suddenly waved to the distance: "Why are you three guys here? Come quickly and come quickly and get in front of me."

Just in the distance, three guys who were obviously playboys walked over.

These three guys are also dyed with red hair.

One of them smiled wickedly and said, "Why do you do in front of you? If you want to, just fuck you behind you."

As he said that, he brought the other two, laughed and stood behind the red hair.

In this way, Zhang Fan instantly had three more people in front of him.

I was queuing for three hours, but I was a little irritable.

Now there are suddenly three more puffs, even the clay man will catch fire.

However, Zhang Fan was just a newcomer and didn't understand the world and didn't want to cause trouble.

Therefore, I didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the three of them felt that the space was too small and rushed backwards.

Zhang Fan's heart suddenly became even more angry.

He simply stopped and did not move.

The red hair in front squeezed, and when he saw that Zhang Fan could not be squeezed, he immediately used force and bumped into Zhang Fan.

However, Zhang Fan was like a stone sculpture, standing there without moving at all.

He himself was knocked and rushed forward. If there weren't someone in front of him, he would have to fall to the ground.

The red hair felt strange, turned around, squinted his eyes, and grinned: "Oh, boy, you're very strong."

Zhang Fan looked at him coldly.

The red hair became furious when Zhang Fan saw it like this.

"What are you looking at? What's wrong with me just going to the lineup? If you have a genital, you can beat me..."

The other three red-haired men turned around and looked at Zhang Fan jokingly.

Others around also looked here.

When they saw clearly that these four red-haired men were causing trouble, they all secretly sympathized with Zhang Fan.

These four red hairs are all the sons of powerful people and are known as the four famous young men.

He is a famous playboy.

All of them have prominent backgrounds.

This guy provoked them today, and I'm afraid there is no good result.

The red-haired man saw that everyone else had come over before, and he was even more proud.

He pointed at Zhang Fan's shoulder with his finger: "I, Young Master Wen, went to the army and no one dared to fart yet. Do you want to break this record? OK, okay, let's put one."

"Hahahaha, put one."

"Yes, put one, put one."

The other red hairs also started to scream.

The fire in Zhang Fan's heart could no longer be suppressed.

He looked at the eldest son Wen, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

At this moment, Master Wen shuddered in a trembling manner.

Although it was summer, he felt a chill on his back and his heart was irritated.

He could feel that the guy in front of him was just a matter of a moment.

He was stunned, and then quickly withdrew his finger on Zhang Fan's shoulder.

Zhang Fan has survived the blood and fighting in the past two months.

The invisible murderous aura on his body is not something that these playboys who have never seen blood before can bear.

However, if Zhang Fan really wanted to kill someone, he would not show any murderous aura.

Because the key to drawing a sword is to not show any emotions before drawing a sword.

The other red-haired men saw that Master Wen seemed a little strange, and they were all a little strange.

"Mr. Wen, why are you scared?"

"Mr. Wen has never been timid before, what's wrong today?"

"You won't be really scared by a country bumpkin, are you?"

It was not until this time that Young Master Wen came to his senses.

When he looked at Zhang Fan again, the murderous aura on Zhang Fan seemed to have disappeared.

He then breathed a sigh of relief.

He coughed twice and said, "Boy, Mr. Wen is in a good mood today, so I won't care about you. However, it's best not to be touched by me again in the future." After that, he quickly took a step forward and did not dare to steal Zhang Fan's position again.

The other red-haired men still felt that the article was a little strange today, and they asked what was wrong.

Mr. Wen waved his hand and said, "It's okay, but I suddenly want to be a good person today."

"cut……"

"Are you crazy?"

Not only the red hairs, but also the surrounding melon-eating crowds looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

None of these red-haired young masters are fuel-efficient.

In the past, if anyone provoked them or who they provoked, then don’t think about peace.

Especially Young Master Wen, he is famous for "If you can't kill me, you won't be finished."

What's wrong today?

Is that something special about that kid who looks ordinary?

...

Zhang Fan calmed down and continued to line up.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he suddenly heard what an admissions teacher in front said to the students.

"Please go there and pay a 500 yuan academic registration fee, and then take the physical fitness and level test."

Zhang Fan was stunned: "Uh... I have to pay the registration fee?"

He ignored this matter.

He was a newcomer and didn't even have a single son on him. Where did he have money?

The red-haired men in front heard him muttering, and each of them showed a disdainful expression.
To be continued...