"Thank you."

Fang Ke didn't know what Guan Ting's expression was, but he heard the expectation in Guan Ting's words.

He said slowly.

"I need to apply for help from a Martial God now, can I?"

"God of War?" Guan Ting asked: "Why is God of War needed? What exactly needs to be done?"

"I have a friend whose bones were smashed..." Fang Ke said about Song Chengyu's current situation.

Guan Ting said: "Fang Ke, there is no Martial God in the human race. In the human race now, only King Wu Feng Qing is in charge. All the Martial Gods are on the battlefield of all races."

Fang Ke was silent for a moment, then asked.

"King Wang Panwu, can you come?"

"I will apply and get back to you later," Guan Ting said: "Because King Wang Panwu is in the human race, he will most likely go, which may require a certain amount of military merit."

"Because you don't have the military merit payment now, you can owe it now and make up for it later."

Fang Ke agrees.

From this aspect, the senior human race leaders are still very friendly.

The phone was hung up and Fang Ke was waiting.

Soon, Guan Ting’s call came back.

"Everywhere in the human race, the Fengtian Sect launched sacrificial rituals at the same time, trying to use the human race's genius to let the Wing God Clan's martial gods shape their bodies in the human realm."

"This has caused a lot of trouble, and Lord Wu King is dealing with it."

"Tonight at two thirty in the morning, King Wu will spare half an hour to go to Dragon City to see you."

Fang Ke took a deep breath: "Thank you very much."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ke first called Song Hai to inform him of the news.

"In the realm of the King of Martial Arts, a broken limb can be reborn, and maybe it can be saved!" Song Hai thanked him and said that he would pay for the required military merit.

The phone hangs up.

Fang Ke lay on the bed for a while, then untied the gauze on his body, got dressed and got out of bed.

There is still some pain in the leg bone after landing, but it is not serious.

I asked the nurse about Song Chengyu's ward, and he slowly walked over while holding on to the wall.

In the ward.

Han Peng sat in a wheelchair and stood by.

On the bed.

Song Chengyu is lying down.

His face is still rosy, his breathing is steady, and he doesn't seem to have any injuries.

The quilt was covered from the neck down, and only one hand was exposed.

When Fang Ke saw it, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Where are the hands?

It's just a piece of skin, containing the turbid paste inside, which is a mixture of flesh, blood and flesh!

Song Hai's fingertips carefully rested on Song Chengyu's hand, injecting Qi and blood into him continuously.

Song Chengyu's rosy face and steady breathing are just because of the support of Qi and blood!

As soon as his energy and blood are drained, Song Chengyu is equivalent to a dead person!

See him coming.

Song Hai said hello.

Han Peng didn't look at him, just looked at Song Chengyu silently.

Fang Ke sat aside and waited.

Time passes minute by minute.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Fang Ke received a call, Guan Ting asked where he was, and he reported his location.

At two twenty-nine, the roar of an aircraft came from the sky, and then the ward window opened with a bang, and a figure flew in from the window.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a white training uniform. He has a short hair, a height of 1.8 meters, and a strong build, but his face looks a little pale and his eyes are full of exhaustion.

"Lord King Wu." Song Hai greeted respectfully.

Fang Ke also stood up.

Han Peng was so excited that he couldn't get up, but he looked at the visitor eagerly.

"Well," Wu Wang Wang Pan took two steps forward and said without any nonsense, "I'll take a look first."

The next moment.

Fang Ke felt a terrible force pouring out from King Wu and filling the room.

The power was so terrifying that it surrounded Fang Ke.

He even feels.

King Wu does not need to take action, he only needs a slight shock of this power, and he will be crushed to death!

A moment.

When the power dissipated, Wang Pan shook his head.

"Nervous breakdown, hopeless."

Song Hai and Fang Ke trembled.

"No!" Han Peng couldn't believe it: "Brother Yu didn't have a head injury, how could he have a mental breakdown?"

Wang Pan sighed and explained: "The spirit and the body are closely integrated and cannot be separated from each other."

"Before the Martial King Realm, as long as the physical body is incomplete, the spirit will be incomplete, and it will be difficult to achieve the birth of spiritual power and break through the Martial King Realm."

"He was covered in flesh, blood, and bones, all shattered and mashed by the foreign energy and blood, and then sucked out of the body by the Wing God's flesh and blood. Part of his mental power has been lost."

"In this case, even the God of War can't save you."

"Is there no other way?" Song Hai seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment, and his voice was hoarse.

Wang Pan shook his head: "I can't help it, and neither can the God of War."

"There are spiritual fruits that can reshape the physical body, but once the body-shaping spiritual fruit appears, it will be used immediately. There are too many peak martial arts sects, waiting for the body-shaping spiritual fruit to reshape the physical body and break through the Martial King..."

"Perhaps only two ministers can reverse life and death by participating in nature."

"It's just..." Wang Pan shook his head again.

He did not continue, but the meaning was obvious.

It’s hard to see the two ministers.

Everyone knows it.

In the seventy years since the spiritual energy was revived, the two ministers have been the pioneers of the human race.

From fighting against ferocious beasts to entering the battlefield of all races.

Under the disadvantage of being fifty years late, they led the human race to surpass nearly 700 races and achieve the current record of the human race!

They are the two pillars of the human race. With them on the battlefield of all races, the warriors of the human race can feel at ease!

Since the human race entered the battlefield of all races, the two ministers have not appeared in the human world for more than ten years.

"Lord Wu King," Fang Ke said solemnly: "How can I meet the two ministers?"

"When you arrive at the battlefield of all races, you can apply for guidance from the minister to practice."

"As for the minister's return..." Wang Pan shook his head.

"As far as I know, the last time the minister returned to the human race, he was recognized by a suspected SSS-level genius."

"Minister Lu came back for a look, but it seemed that there was a misinformation, and the minister left quickly."

SSS-level genius!

A heaven-defying evildoer who can influence the outcome of the war among all races and allow the race to surpass seven thousand of all races!

Only when such people appear will the minister come back in person.

Song Hai was trembling all over.

Fang Ke took a deep breath without much hesitation, determination flashed on his face.

"Lord King Wu, I apply for the SSS-level genius appraisal!"

Song Hai suddenly raised his head.

"You..." Wang Pan was stunned.

"Me, me!" Han Peng patted the wheelchair with both hands, looking at Wang Pan with half hope and half pleading.

"I also want to apply for the SSS genius appraisal! Can two genius appraisals bring both ministers back?"

"Nonsense!" Wang Pan's face darkened, and the terrifying power before filled the ward again.

"What do you think is the genius of SSS!? Is it the button to summon the minister!?"

"How can we just joke about something that affects the life and death of the entire human race!"

Despair appeared on Han Peng's face, and Wang Pan glared at Fang Ke.

"Fang Ke, although you are an S-class genius, if you are arrogant and do not want to make progress... I have never seen an S-class genius become a waste!"

"I hope you won't let me down with this trip!"

As soon as the terrible pressure subsided, Wang Pan walked towards the window.

"Lord King Wu!" Song Hai stood up and pushed Han Peng out of the ward. His voice contained the last hope: "What Fang Ke said, you might as well take a look."

Bang.

The ward door is closed.
Chapter completed!