Chapter 290: Fang Ping no longer follows his heart
The night was dark and windy, and a black shadow swept past the small villa of Shang Yi's family with a "swish".
Although the black shadow did not cause any movement, it woke up Shang Yi who was in a deep sleep.
When he noticed the movement outside, his expression moved slightly and he immediately started to follow.
At this time, Shang Yi had restored his Qi and blood through deep sleep, and his Qi and blood value reached 227 calories.
Moreover, with his mental strength, he could also detect that the black shadow passing over his roof was powerful, but he was still at the level of a first-grade warrior and did not pose any threat to Shang Yi.
Instead, Shang Yi sensed fanaticism and murderous intent from this person.
"Who is he? Is he a cult warrior?"
Shang Yi, who was following behind, thought to himself, and at the same time, he was distracted by sensing the surroundings in case there were others here.
Shang Yi was also worried that this was a cult of warriors who were fishing for fun, because he was a genius who could kill a first-level warrior before he became a warrior.
Of course, it is not ruled out that people who were with the cult warrior from before came to take revenge.
Therefore, although Shang Yi chased after him, he did not let down his guard, and even brought out the puppet clone he had refined with Long Qing's body under the cover of the money in the world.
After chasing after him, Shang Yi discovered something was wrong, because the place where the warrior in front stopped was Shijing Huyuan Community.
Shang Yi was secretly shocked:
"Hey, isn't this near Fang Ping's house? Why are you here?"
Confused, Shang Yi quietly followed him, wanting to see if the other party's target was Fang Ping.
Sure enough, right where the opponent stopped, Shang Yi felt another energy and blood that was far beyond ordinary people.
Although he is not a warrior, he is very close, it is Fang Ping.
Shang Yi, who was secretly hiding behind, heard the other party's voice:
"Hmph, Wang Jinyang, aren't you strong? If I can't beat you, can't I beat the little genius you like? No matter how highly qualified Fang Ping is, how could he resist my attack before he has become a warrior?
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Shang Yi suddenly understood that it turned out to be a cult warrior who had been frightened by Wang Jinyang and could not deal with Wang Jinyang. However, he did not know where he heard that Wang Jinyang was very optimistic about Fang Ping, so he came to kill Fang Ping in order to
This disgusted Wang Jinyang and achieved the purpose of revenge.
However, Shang Yi also had some doubts in his heart. There was no such plot in the original work, and the warrior deliberately passed by the roof of his house. It was too much of a coincidence.
He has created many coincidences in the past. Even Shang Yi himself has the power of a visionary and can create all kinds of coincidences to achieve his goals. He is naturally very sensitive to such coincidences.
"Yang Shen?"
A name suddenly appeared in Shang Yi's mind. The only person in Yangcheng who noticed the special characteristics of himself and Fang Ping was Yang Shen. Moreover, such a big boss could easily use mental suggestions to make low-level people
Warriors are under their own control.
After all, even the King of Zhentian can mentally suggest that the ancestor of the Yang family, who is at the top of his control, will die by himself, let alone Yang Shen?
Although he didn't know what the big boss's purpose was, Shang Yi secretly hid his puppet clone. He didn't want Yang Shen to discover his puppet.
Shang Yi was thinking here, while Fang Ping, who was at home, suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
After his mental power improved, Fang Ping was able to vaguely notice some things around him, so he paid great attention to the uneasiness in his heart and began to use his mental power to sense the surroundings.
Immediately, he found a warrior at his door whose vitality was stronger than the middle-aged woman he met at the school gate. His expression suddenly changed and he quickly walked to the door.
If it were somewhere else, Fang Ping's first thought would be to escape from here.
But at this moment, Fang Ping is at home, with his parents and sister here.
The other party is obviously evil. If he ran away, wouldn't the rest of the family be in danger?
Therefore, Fang Ping could only block the door himself and could not let the enemy enter his home.
Although the opponent was a warrior, the system also gave Fang Ping some confidence, coupled with the mental power application skills he exchanged with Shang Yi.
Since Shang Yi can kill a first-level warrior in one fell swoop, he can do the same.
So Fang Ping stood behind the door, accumulating his own strength and waiting for the other party's actions.
Shang Yi, who was hiding in the dark, raised his eyebrows and thought to himself:
"Is this boy Fang Ping so brave? Although the opponent is a first-level warrior, he is also a peak first-level warrior who has completed tempering of his lower limbs. This is completely different from a warrior who has tempered his upper limbs."
A warrior who has tempered his lower limbs is very flexible and is much faster than a warrior who has tempered his upper limbs. I am afraid that it would be difficult for Fang Ping to catch up with him at this time.
The only advantage is that Fang Ping's mental power is far stronger than that of this cult warrior under krypton gold. If he can integrate his mental power into his attack and frighten the opponent in place, then there is still a chance.
But it was not so easy for Fang Ping, who had little combat experience, to seize the slightest opportunity.
Shang Yi could feel that the bloody aura of this cult warrior was extremely strong. He had obviously killed many people and must have rich combat experience.
It was completely different from the middle-aged woman who attacked the two of them at the school gate. Under the shock of Fang Ping's mental power, she might be in a trance, but she could also instinctively sense a life-or-death crisis and wake up.
In addition, the opponent was training his lower limbs and was extremely fast, so Fang Ping would probably suffer a loss if he went up.
Therefore, Shang Yi mobilized the dark energy and qi and blood in his body and was ready to step forward to help at any time.
"Bang~bang~bang~"
The cult warrior knocked on the door of Fang Ping's house. Although he could easily break in due to his strength, every house now has security doors. If he really wanted to break through, the noise would be huge.
If a resident calls the police, people from the Detective Bureau will probably come here soon.
Fang Ping looked intently at the door that was knocked in front of him, slowly walked forward, turned the doorknob with his left hand, and clenched his fist with his right hand.
"Click~"
After opening the door cautiously, Fang Ping saw a ferocious and fierce face. Fang Ping's heart trembled, but the movement in his hand was full, and the right fist that had been preparing for a long time went straight towards Huang Long, heading towards the opponent's chest.
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As Fang Ping punched, the cult warrior suddenly felt a strong pressure coming towards him, and for a moment he seemed to recall the scene when he almost died under Wang Jinyang's fist.
If a middle-grade warrior hadn't appeared at that time and scared Wang Jinyang away, he would have died on the spot.
Just when the cult warrior was lost in memories, Fang Ping's eyes flashed with joy, and he punched down with his right fist even more forcefully.
However, just when Fang Ping's fist was about to attack the opponent, the cult warrior suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of fear and joy in his eyes. With a move of his feet, the whole person disappeared in an instant like an afterimage, and appeared.
At a place three meters behind.
Fang Ping, who only saw a few afterimages, suddenly felt his heart sink.
"Run away first. I have a system and a bright future. Then come back to avenge them later?"
Various thoughts flashed through Fang Ping's mind, but his eyes showed determination and cruelty.
Behind him are his relatives. He cannot retreat. He must not retreat. Even if he tries his best, he must block the opponent...