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Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn't dreaming nor acting —for God's sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!

After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.

What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!

That was that, until his friend interrupted him.

"So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?"

What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought...

World's Best Martial Artist

Wang Jinyang's head hurt so much. He ignored Fang Ping.

He was not interested in asking and figured that he should not be asking either.

If he asked too much, then he might really believe it now.

Now, regardless of what happened in the past, he was Wang Jinyang!

Fang Ping, however, did not say much.

This was randomly made-up. Who cared if he believed it or not. If he truly believed him, then it did not sound so bad for him to recognize him as the leader in the future.

"Forget it. I need to stop making up nonsense next time."

Fang Ping shook his head suddenly. It was fine if he made up nonsense for Old Wang. If guys like Wu Chuan had taken it seriously as well, it was hard to tell what they might do to him.

In no time, Fang Ping and the rest had returned to Scenic Lake Gardens.

Fang Ping did not drive the car. Fang Mingrong did.

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