章節 99: I’ll Feel Guilty If I Don’t Screw Up!

On the second floor, Fang Ping was walking around leisurely.

He did not do this because he had nothing to do. Rather, he wanted to see the skill of MCMAU's freshmen for himself.

Fang Ping had no concept of his skill level, especially in the field of practical combat.

He was not that acquainted with martial artists. Among the few he knew, Wang Jinyang was practically inhuman, Tan Zhenping was a martial artist that had nothing but Vitality, Huang Bin died early, and Zhang Yong punched through someone's head.

That pagan martial artist, his opponent in his only fight, was exceedingly shit at it. She had served no purpose except to prove how hard Zhang Yong's fist was.

That was why Fang Ping did not have a clear assessment of his own mettle until now.

He knew that he would not be that weak, what with him being a thrice-honed martial artist, but this definition of weakness depended on who he was up against.