24 hours of automatic hard training in martial arts, I will directly open and hang up

In the future, the number may reach four digits!

Even, it perfectly fits the name of Myriad Soldiers God Treasure..."

Thinking of this, the corner of Ning Chuan's mouth twitched, unable to smile.

He was too happy.

Tens of thousands of magic weapons devour the sharpness...

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a bottomless gold-selling cave.

However, no investment, no gain.

His strength will be greatly improved.

Most importantly, this is his unique ability.

Others want to exchange money for strength, but they can't do it.

"In the final analysis, we still need to make more money!"

Ning Chuan calmed down, looked at the two people in front of him, and said, "How much can the price of credits be increased? What does the business consultant say?"

"It's only been sold for one day, and the sample size is too small, so it's hard to judge the specifics."

Song Shiyu pondered: "The business consultant suggested that the price of a single credit should be increased by 300 million first to test the waters.

Then, adjust according to the feedback of the market.

"About a week or so, we will be able to come to a conclusion. At that time, we can relax the daily donation amount, so as to maximize the benefits!"

Song Shiyu said seriously.

On the side, Shi Feng added: "Selling credits is only the first step.

After students get used to buying credits from the Wiping Foundation, we can launch a fee-based membership system.

Only internal members are eligible to purchase credits.

Moreover, members will be graded, the higher the level, the higher the quota.

Of course, if you want to upgrade, you have to pay a higher membership fee! "

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, Ning Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

If he operated it himself, he really couldn't think of these methods.

After a pause, Ning Chuan straightened his expression and said to the two of them, "It's been hard for you two these days. As my first followers, I won't treat you badly."

The words fall.

Song Shiyu and Shi Feng looked at each other with surprise and anticipation.

This is to pay wages!

However, under normal circumstances, followers often have to donate for free in the early stage, and it is not surprising that they will not be taken care of until they grow up.

"I'm too lazy to calculate the specific amount."

Ning Chuan said lightly: "From now on, I will bear all the expenses for your cultivation in the school, whether it is the source tower and other secret realms, inheriting martial arts, or asking the gods for guidance."

Hearing this, Song Shiyu and Shi Feng's eyes were dull, and they were all stunned.

The treatment given by Ning Chuan is too generous!

Too good to be true.

Let them practice to their heart's content.

The total number of students in the Martial Arts Academy is hundreds of thousands. Among them, more than 90.00% of the students do not have the freedom of credits. They practice on weekdays, and they have to be careful and careful. One credit can be broken in half.

"Ning... Ning Chuan, it's too much!"

Song Shiyu was the first to come back to his senses, his voice trembling.

"Yes!"

Shi Feng quickly echoed: "We are not important, you have to put yourself first, and reach the King Realm as soon as possible!"

Ning Chuan shook his head and said, "Needless to say, that's all."

"You should understand me as a person, and it will not be empty talk to say that I will bear the cost of your practice."

With that said, Ning Chuan put down the coffee cup in his hand, got up and left.

He sponsored two people to practice.

It's not a hot-headed move.

Seriously thought about it.

There are two purposes.

Firstly, Song Shiyu and Shi Feng were his earliest followers, so they should be treated preferentially and set an example for others outside.

It has the meaning of buying a horse bone with a thousand pieces of gold.

In the not-too-distant future, he should be able to form his own forces, requiring talents from all sides.

Secondly, it was also a test for Song Shiyu and Shi Feng.

Normal practice, no matter how much the two of them spend, even if they stay in the source tower all day long, he won't mind.

However, if you rely on him to spend money to pay the bill, and wantonly buy powerful treasures...

He will not reuse it in the future.

Cafe, second floor.

After Ning Chuan left, Shi Feng stared blankly at Song Shiyu, a little at a loss, and said, "Don't be dazed, you're smarter than me, tell me what to do?"

Song Shiyu pondered for a moment, pushed down his glasses, and said seriously: "Ning Chuan is not a fake polite person, since he is willing to bear the expenses of cultivation, then we will use it!"

"However, please remember that all expenses are limited to the improvement of one's own strength!"

Song Shiyu looked serious, and said: "Such as buying powerful weapons, or stealing credits to protect your private pockets, you must never do it!"

"Do you still need to remind me!"

……

the other side.

Ning Chuan walked out of the cafe, stood on the side of the street, and stopped a floating taxi. After getting in, he went to the teaching area of ​​the campus to start Friday's class.

He is very happy to earn hundreds of billions of dollars a day.

However, he will not become lazy.

Self-discipline is a must if you want to reach the top of martial arts.

Ning Chuan remembered it clearly.

Money is only a boost for him to become stronger, never his pursuit.

The day goes by quickly.

Night falls.

Ten p.m.

When Ning Chuan returned to his apartment in Guanxing Building, the new sharpness had arrived.

A total of [-] cubic meters.

Ning Chuan didn't buy too much at one time, and the apartment couldn't fit.

After taking a simple bath, Ning Chuan sat on the sofa, while cultivating divine weapons, while flipping through textbooks, studying hard.

Starlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows like gauze.

The young man is bathed in starlight, his strength and theory are improving rapidly.

Chapter 257 Want an explanation? Give me the compensation, that's what I will give you on Saturday.

off day.

In the campus, however, it was very restless and full of excitement.

Many people discuss.

Today is Ning Chuan's second match, against Han Chen.

Compared to the battle with Wu Hanhai, the heat has dropped.

on the one hand.

Han Chen's bet was not high enough, only 3 credits.

on the other hand.

Everyone knows it clearly.

The outcome of the game is already doomed.

Han Chen, who ranked 769th on the list of heroes, must lose.

It is impossible to be Ning Chuan's opponent.

Of course, the decline in popularity is only relatively speaking.

The number of people who came to watch the battle still exceeded one million.

Before the game started, the open-air plaza was already crowded with people everywhere, even more crowded than the subway in the morning rush hour in the capital administrative region.

……

Observatory.

Song Shiyu came to the door early and sent Ning Chuan information on Han Chen.

It's not that he's worried that Ning Chuan won't be able to beat him.

It's just to let Ning Chuan understand in his heart, so that he can better demonstrate the power of the Ba Qi Dao.

"Han Chen's swordsmanship is relatively rare in the swordsmanship department."

Song Shiyu handed the information to Ning Chuan, saying: "He took the path of the heavy sword, and he comprehended the 'Jujuan' method, which fits very well.

"Ordinary Fa Xiangjing can't survive a single move against him.

Faxiang or martial arts, will be cut off with a single sword, quite a style of prehistoric swordsmanship, one sword can break ten thousand spells! "

Song Shiyu laughed and teased.

"It is indeed unstoppable to succeed in the practice of the epee."

Ning Chuan said casually.

Jingle Bell--!

While flipping through the documents, the doorbell rang.

Ning Chuan looked up, feeling a little surprised.

On the screen next to the door, the appearance of the visitor is displayed.

Two people.

One is Han Chen, who is today's challenger.

Beside him, stood a middle-aged man, wearing a black suit, ironed neatly.

"What are you two doing here?"

Song Shiyu stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Han Chen opened his mouth with a complicated expression, and finally failed to speak.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and introduced himself: "My name is Han Hongyi, and I am Mr. Han Feng's personal butler. I am here to talk to Mr. Ning Chuan about something."

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face as he spoke.

However, there was a hint of pride in his tone.