"Do you know Chen Jiasheng from Donglin Wuhan University?"

Looking at the tall young man opposite, Fang Ping asked.

Chen Jiawang is very tall, and he also holds a gun. At the military academy, weapons are more often used in a unified manner, so as to facilitate group operations.

Hearing this, Chen Jiawang shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know him, but I know him. Grandmaster Chen is also a role model for our generation of warriors. Grandmasters of Mowu, especially Principal Zhang, are also role models for us to learn from. Warriors should be like this!"

Fang Ping also nodded and said: "These powerful masters, including the warriors and soldiers who died in the caves, are all role models for our generation."

He didn't say role models, Fang Ping didn't want to die in battle, but those people were indeed heroes among the people. Without asking any more, Fang Ping's energy and blood returned to perfection in the blink of an eye.

Chen Jiawang frowned slightly, and several instructors behind him also showed a hint of surprise.

Fang Ping of Mowu really has this ability!

Chen Jiawang was not in a hurry and asked, "No need for a knife?"

"No, I want to unite my fist power into one and break through to the third level peak!"

"So, I am your trial stone?"

"Sorry, but that's exactly what I thought."

"It doesn't matter, I have used people as test stones, but if you block the gate of my Yunmeng Military Academy, I will not let you go in this battle!"

"That's what I want to see too."

"..."

The two of them stopped talking, and there was no referee.

At the end of the conversation, the energy and blood on Chen Jiawang's spear was condensed to the extreme, and the speed was also extremely fast!

Fang Pingyuan originally wanted to use the same method to deal with Zhu Wenlong, but when he saw the power of Qi and blood on the spear, his expression changed and he quickly retreated.

Being strong does not mean being stupid!

As soon as he retreated, the tip of Chen Jiawang's spear appeared on his chest!

Fang Ping leaned back instantly, raised his leg and kicked.

Chen Jiawang moved his arm, and the tip of the gun shook, turning into a stab, and hit Fang Ping on the chest with a "pop" sound!

"puff!"

Blood spurted out of Fang Ping's mouth instantly, but he also kicked the spear away.

…

"He was hurt with one move!"

Some people at Yunmeng Military Academy looked happy. Zhu Wenlong, who had just been ranked 46th on the overall list, was defeated. Everyone was still a little uncomfortable and worried.

Of the three major military academies, Yunmeng Military Academy is the weakest.

But no matter how weak it is, it is still one of the three major military academies. If it is used as a stepping stone for others every year, no one will feel comfortable.

Zhu Wenlong was defeated. Above him, there were two others ranked in front of him.

However, one of them is ranked 37th, which is almost the same as Zhu Wenlong in strength.

The strongest one is Chen Jiawang, ranked 14th.

Everyone was worried that Chen Jiawang would be defeated, but now, Chen Jiawang injured Fang Ping with one move, so they were naturally happy.

…

Fang Ping's face was solemn and he didn't care about the injury.

He just didn't expect that Chen Jiawang was stronger than he thought.

The speed is extremely fast, and the marksmanship is also perfect, with almost no flaws.

"This is the pressure I want!"

Fang Ping roared in his heart, and the next second, Fang Ping stood up and attacked Chen Jiawang's throat in an instant.

Chen Jiawang did not block, he moved his steps, retreated a few steps, and the spear appeared again in Fang Ping's chest.

Fang Ping stopped swinging his fist, turned his fist into a palm, and struck the gun barrel five times in a row. The spear deviated from his chest and pierced the air.

Although Fang Ping performed five consecutive slashes with his hands, he did not burst out too much energy and blood. At this moment, what he had to learn was to save energy and blood and defeat the opponent without using special moves, rather than using all his moves to block the 1,000.

His energy and blood were exhausted after a few times.

The same is true for other warriors. Unless one-on-one comes to the final decisive moment, otherwise, the ultimate move will rarely appear in a battle. Although Chen Jiawang's spear was shot away and Fang Ping was close at hand, but

Still calm and unhurried, he punched Fang Ping with his left hand and exchanged more than ten punches in a row.

With the help of his strength, Chen Jiawang retreated again, using his spear with great proficiency, and appeared outside Fang Ping's throat in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ping was a little flustered. He raised his body a little, stepped on the air, and slapped a few palms from a high position, and then blocked the opponent's killing move.

…

"Fang Ping is no match for Jia Wang."

In the school, a middle-aged man in military uniform waved his hand, told everyone to retreat, and made room for the two of them. He said softly: "Fang Ping hasn't spent as much time practicing warfare as Jia Wang. He just relies on his physical strength and strong Qi and blood to defeat Jia Wang."

, almost impossible.

Of course, if he relies on constant tricks to suppress Jiawang, then unless Jiawang can kill him with one hit, he will not be Fang Ping's opponent."

"Probably not. I think he came to challenge this time just to gain momentum. I think Mowu's teacher also pointed out to him that if he simply relies on Qi and blood to suppress it, it will not do anything to improve his fighting skills and control his strength.

If you don’t help, then the challenge is meaningless.”

Another instructor retorted.

If Fang Ping really wants to use his infinite energy and blood to suppress Chen Jiawang, then why challenge him? It will not do any good to his own improvement.

If it wasn't for the sake of being cool and proving that he had a lot of energy and blood, then Fang Ping would be wasting his efforts by doing this.

Several people were talking, and suddenly someone said: "There is no explanation for the problem of his Qi and blood. What is going on?"

The young man in military uniform said: "It is said that the bone marrow has become jade, which has been caused by the mutation of mental power. It allows him to capture energy particles at this stage, and the bone marrow accelerates the recovery of qi and blood... Of course, the specifics are unclear.

This is the answer given by Mowu. Nowadays, most of the Mowu instructors are fighting in the caves, and Principal Zhang has just died together with the eighth-grade enemy...

Don’t ask again at this time, understand?”

Everyone nodded quickly.

If you ask this question at this time, or worry about it, you are bullying Mowu No One.

Not even Fang Ping's current provocation. Once the great masters of Mowu returned and came to ask for an explanation, no one would dare to intervene.

The old principal has just defeated the eighth level and died in battle himself. The talented students are being troubled by others. If they don't trouble you, Mowu shouldn't mess around either.

…

While several instructors at Yunmeng Military Academy were discussing, Fang Ping was caught off guard and was shot in the chest by Chen Jiawang!

Fang Ping took a few steps back, causing the already tattered ground to collapse completely.

"puff……"

Fang Ping spat out blood again, his eyes serious.

Chen Jiawang is really strong, but Fang Ping's tactics are slower than him.

"Prejudgment, unity of strength..."

Chen Jiawang is almost at the same level as Qin Fengqing, but Fang Ping is a bit lower than them.

"We must use the Vajra Fist to beat him hard!"

The opponent's physique and vitality are not as strong as mine. As long as the strength of his "Vajra Fist" is combined into one, Chen Jiawang will not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping stopped retreating.

He quickly punched and hit the head of the gun with one punch.

"Bang!"

As soon as one sound fell, the next sound sounded again.

Chen Jiawang was not in a hurry. He kept waving his spear, stabbing, sweeping, stabbing, and picking up letters. The students around him were very impressed.

This is the strongest of their third-grade Yunmeng!

Fang Ping, the third-ranked martial artist on the martial arts list, could only take a beating at this moment. His clothes were already torn and he had many wounds on his body. On the other hand, Chen Jiawang had almost no injuries on his body.

…

“It’s so frustrating if I don’t use my ultimate move!”

Fang Ping knocked back the spear with one punch again, but felt extremely aggrieved.

"But I always explode with my ultimate move. Maybe I won't be able to reach the peak of level three in my life!"

Unable to master the combination of fist power, he may have to stay at the high level of the third level, which Fang Ping cannot bear, unless his physique, qi and blood are strong enough to reach the limit, and he can truly rely on his physical body to be strong enough to break through to the middle level.

But that’s not what Fang Ping wants!
To be continued...