Chapter 186: Even if you are not strong, you have to pretend to be strong!
In the first battle, Nanwu was defeated.
Chen Pengfei, a second-level peak warrior and ranked third in mission points, was defeated.
Under the stage, the noise started again.
"Chen Pengfei lost!"
"He is at the pinnacle of the second level, and he has just entered the second level, okay? He has failed, what the hell is going on!"
"Are you idiots? Zhao Lei has tempered his bones for the second time, and his energy and blood are no weaker than Chen Pengfei's. He stood in the air realm with his Zhuang Kung Fu, and Chen Pengfei made a mistake in his prediction. Otherwise, it would be Zhao Lei who would lose. It's not that Chen Pengfei is weak, but that Zhao Lei is stronger than expected!"
Some people defended Chen Pengfei a few times. Zhao Lei didn't have many opportunities to perform in exchange competitions, and people knew very little about him.
Standing in the air realm is really not a big deal. A large number of third-level warriors have not achieved this.
Based on past experience, Chen Pengfei predicted that the attack was not a mistake, he just underestimated Zhao Lei.
The defeat in the first battle also left a little shadow in the hearts of everyone in Nanwu.
There are not many third-grade warriors in Nanwu, only about a dozen.
The peak of the second grade is enough to represent the essence of Nanwu.
But now, I lost the first game!
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"Zhao Lei, continue?"
Wang Jinyang asked, and just as Zhao Lei was about to speak out, Fang Ping stepped forward and said, "The sparring match consumes too much energy and blood, so there is no need to continue fighting."
Although Zhao Lei wanted to fight again, he thought that the next one was also a second-grade peak warrior, so he thought for a while and walked off the ring.
"The fight is okay. The Zhuang Gong station is in the sky. It has been hidden until now. Who are you going to deal with?"
Fang Ping looked at Zhao Lei who walked off the stage with a smile. Zhao Lei's face was dark and he hummed: "I haven't met anyone who asked me to use my full strength!"
"Yeah?"
Fang Ping laughed and walked towards the ring without continuing.
"Magic City Martial Arts University, Fang Ping, the peak of the second grade!"
"The captain of Mowu?"
"He is also from Nanjiang, and he is already at the peak of the second rank!"
"How did he practice? If he plays in a competition in January, isn't he still at the peak of the first rank?"
"..."
After Fang Ping finished speaking, the audience completely lost their composure.
The pinnacle of the second grade!
How many days has it been?
When everyone is not a warrior, their progress is not that fast.
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One side of the arena.
Zhang Dingnan smiled lightly and said, "Is this little guy Lu Fengrou's student?"
"good."
"Did he learn my sword skills? I watched him for a while last time...I didn't see it. I thought he was learning from the 'Monday Sword'."
"Cough cough cough..."
Huang Jing and the principal of Nanwu both coughed dryly, and then laughed a little.
"Yiyi Dao" is also a master of swordsmanship. He always cuts people with one sword. If one sword is not enough, he will use another sword. He has no skills and no moves to speak of.
Although it's the same way, it's not just a simple slash.
Fang Ping did not notice in the exchange competition before that he was practicing in the name of continuous slashing and bursting.
After joking, Zhang Dingnan added: "People from Nanjiang, it's a pity that I couldn't stay in Nanjiang."
"You are too regionally focused and too restrictive. Are Mowu students not Chinese and unable to contribute to China?"
"no the same……"
"I feel the same!"
"Whatever you say, once the entrance to the cave appears in Nanjiang this time, I hope Mowu can help Nanjiang survive this disaster."
"Wuda will not sit back and watch, don't worry."
"I hope so. Every time the entrance to the cave is opened, there will be riots in other places. I'm afraid that I won't be able to spare the manpower in time."
There was a hint of worry on Zhang Dingnan's face. Nanjiang, which has been peaceful for many years, is about to experience bloodshed?
…
Along with the discussion of everyone in the audience.
Nanwu quickly walked out, a woman.
When Fang Ping saw the only woman on the stage, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Jinyang.
Wang Jinyang didn't look at him. The ponytailed female warrior who came on stage said with cold eyes: "Don't look at it. Are you discriminating against women?"
Fang Ping smiled and said: "I don't mean that, I just thought that if I hit a woman, I wonder if I would be scolded?
There are thousands of students in Nanwu, but they can't even get a few men together?
It's a little sad.
Don't look at us, we are not here specifically to play a game, to be honest, it just happened by chance."
"The power of words!"
"Whatever you say, I almost chose Nanjiang Wuhan University at the beginning, but now I'm a little lucky... Nanjiang Wuhan University, except for a few people, didn't let me see anyone who stood out in front of me."
This was said in a loud voice, and the audience immediately became excited!
"Arrogant!"
"Lan Caiye, defeat him!"
"Kill him!"
"..."
The melon-eating crowd in the audience was filled with anger.
However, Fang Ping exclaimed: "Lancaiye, this name...this, how much hatred do your parents have against you..."
"court death!"
The next moment, Lan Caiye became angry. He didn't even have the interest to declare his family status. He moved and appeared strangely next to Fang Ping.
"The footwork is good, but it's a pity..."
Fang Ping laughed, tapped his toes on the ground, and disappeared from the spot.
"President Wang said that the second-grade peak warriors of Nanwu are all elites, but I really didn't see it.
I have no interest in playing in this competition.
You, President Wang, have a good relationship with me and feel the need to hit me and let me know that not choosing Nanwu was a wrong choice.
It's a pity...I really don't see what I have to regret."
After saying that, Fang Ping glanced at Wang Jinyang in the audience to see how attentive my service was!
Don’t you want me to be a villain?
Nowadays, people in Nanwu are almost going crazy due to the excitement. 15 second-grade Qi and Blood Pills are cheap, high-quality, and absolutely guaranteed.
Lan Caiye stopped replying and quickly disappeared from the spot.
Fang Ping still said in a relaxed tone: "I really don't want to hit a woman. If it were a man, I would kill her with a knife.
But women, forget it, let’s go jogging and exercise.”
"asshole!"
"..."
The students of Nanwu were really stimulated now!
In the crowd, Wu Zhihao and others shrank their necks, looked at each other, and whispered: "Don't say you know him in the future..."
They are afraid of death!
Fang Ping is provoking all students in Nanwu!
This guy, no matter he wins or loses this time, he is the public enemy of Nanwu students. What a bully!
…
"Beauty, let's chat? How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend?"
"..."
"Do you have a grandmaster in your family? Probably not. I don't remember a grandmaster named Lan."
"..."
"It's so tiring to carry a knife. Why don't you put down the knife and let's have a good chat."
"..."
A few minutes later, Lan Caiye stopped, stared at Fang Ping and said fiercely: "Can you only run away?"
Fang Ping smiled and said: "That's not true, I just want to give you a chance to show yourselves.
Really, but it's a pity that I didn't see anything amazing.
It's just ordinary, not much different from the many second-grade warriors who died in my hands.
I can beat ten of you!"
"asshole!"
Lan Caiye's eyes turned red and she roared: "Don't run away if you have the guts!"
"You said that?"
Fang Ping's playful and smiling expression suddenly calmed down and he said loudly: "Come on, I want to see if the second-level Nanwu realm is really vulnerable!"
The sound was still echoing in the air, and the next moment, Fang Ping suddenly got close to Lan Caiye.
Lan Caiye felt a little strange. Fang Ping held the knife in his left hand. The long knife was not suitable for close combat.
Before she had time to think about it, Fang Ping took the initiative to give up her strengths, and she didn't mind letting this talkative bastard suffer a big loss!
As soon as Fang Ping got closer, Lan Caiye quickly drew his sword and slashed him horizontally!
But Fang Ping still didn't move the knife, and his right hand suddenly turned into a fist, tilted it slightly a few degrees, and struck her with a single knife!
"Puff puff puff..."
Five non-huge muffled sounds were heard in a row, and Fang Ping slapped his sword on one side, five times in a row!
The knife in Lan Caiye's hand was suddenly slapped back, and she stepped back. However, Fang Ping approached her again and quickly slapped her right wrist three times!
"Ding Dong..."
Lan Caiye was unable to hold the sword and fell to the ground.
Fang Ping did not attack again, but took a step back and said calmly: "You are really weak. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back. I'll kill you with one knife. It's not worth it.
Spare your hand, you are no match for me."
The look of sorrow and anger in Lan Caiye's eyes flashed away, and she suddenly stopped talking, turned around, jumped off the ring, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.
Wang Jinyang in the audience murmured: "I let you defeat them, but I didn't let you make a big feud!"
If the feud is so big, it would be better to chop the opponent with a knife and seriously injure him.
Now that she's fine, Lan Caiye might be so angry that she would vomit blood. Fang Ping's victory would be even more uncomfortable than being severely injured.
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the other side.
Zhang Dingnan showed a smile and said: "It's a bit interesting. The blood-exploding mad sword cuts five times in a row. A single sword bursts out about 30 calories of energy and blood. The accumulation of five consecutive cuts is much stronger than a simple burst of 150 calories of energy and blood."
Huang Jing also nodded slightly and said: "It can be regarded as the trump card of a second-grade warrior, and her stance skills and footwork are perfect. Lan Caiye was a little bit behind and was completely restrained. Fang Ping said that he would spare her a hand, but it was an exaggeration...
…”
Fang Ping actually didn't care if he had one hand or both hands, but Fang Ping didn't use his D-level long sword, so he did keep his hands.
The two of them were chatting, and the old principal of Nanwu on the side sighed softly: "The little guy is practicing with my Nanwu students."
He defeated Lan Caiye easily, while Fang Ping consumed 200 calories.
For Fang Ping, this is also an attempt.
Previously, his sword exploded with hundreds of calories of energy and blood, which was extremely powerful and incredibly consuming. Even against a first-grade warrior, the consumption was extremely huge.
This time he defeated a second-grade peak warrior, but Fang Ping retained more than half of his energy and blood.
This also means that Fang Ping still maintains considerable combat effectiveness without taking medication.
…
Soon, the third warrior from Nanwu came on stage.
This time it was a man, looking at Fang Ping with a look that had murderous intentions.
Fang Ping didn't care, and still smiled: "Be polite to women, but there is no need to be polite to men."
"I……"
"No need to sign up, I won't remember the weak ones either."
"..."
"Asshole, beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
"It's too arrogant. Is there really no one left in Nanwu? They don't even care about basic martial arts etiquette!"
"..."
At this moment, the Nanwu students were really angry!
Fang Ping actually didn't let anyone inform him of his name. This is an attitude of disdain, contempt and disregard when it comes to martial arts competitions.
Wang Jinyang also exclaimed: "This effect..."
There is nothing more to say!
The effect was ten times stronger than he imagined!
If Fang Ping really walks out of Nanwu today without any damage, these students of Nanwu will probably regard Fang Ping as their lifelong imaginary enemy!
This kind of slap in the face was stronger than when he stepped on the first-level magic weapon.
And the next moment, Fang Ping also showed his ability to ignore the second-grade Nanwu warrior!
This time, Fang Ping didn't use his meat palm as a knife. It was very painful. There is a price for pretending to be thirteen, okay?
The phoenix-mouthed knife sliced through the void, and the sonic boom could be heard.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and a knife, and the opponent flew out upside down.
"hehe."
Fang Ping's face turned slightly pale and he said calmly: "Are you stupid? You think I'm playing hide-and-seek with you? You can't even catch a knife. It's really disappointing."
"..."
The audience was completely quiet at this moment.
The third person from Nanwu was defeated too quickly.
"He... is so strong..."
Someone was murmuring in a low voice, and their expressions were indescribably complicated.
…
Fu Changding and others were also a little speechless. This Nanwu warrior must be too weak.
Bai Ruoxi said softly: "He did it on purpose. He deliberately provoked Lan Caiye in the last round, but he didn't use his ultimate move and won with consecutive cuts.
This round, when he came on stage, he angered the opponent and lured the opponent to hit him head-on. The power of the blow just exceeded 200 cards!"
"Didn't he say that he didn't master the second-level trick?"
Several people looked angry, he was lying again!
Bai Ruoxi glanced at a few people, "If you believe Fang Ping's lies, then who can you blame?"
Zhao Lei's face was dark and he said that if I hide it, you will do the same with me!
Who are you planning to cheat on?
…
The strong men naturally saw Fang Ping's intentions and knew that their students were not as weak as they thought.
At least the warrior who took Fang Ping's sword fell down the ring, and his internal organs were only slightly injured, but he could still be seriously injured.
But in the eyes of other lower-level third-level warriors, Nan Wu was indeed too embarrassed.
Three defeats in three battles!
Chen Pengfei was defeated by a second-grade first-level warrior, and the remaining two were extremely embarrassed and were easily defeated by Fang Ping.
When no one was paying attention, Fang Ping randomly stuffed a pill into his mouth.
This means taking advantage of others when they are not paying attention. It is best if the strong ones pay attention.
But Fang Ping's pale complexion returned to rosy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhang Dingnan took another look and said with slight admiration: "This physique... is enviable."
Huang Jing didn't care about this, and pondered: "Is this effective? Nanwu is not as good as Mowu, and the defeat is too easy, which makes people despair..."
Appropriate pressure can make people grow, but when the opponent seems to be invincible.
That was no longer pressure. Instead, everyone felt that it was not that they were too weak, but that the other party was too strong. It would be better not to have such a competition.
"It's okay. Do you think the little guy can really win so easily?"
"Oh, it seems that I still have a trump card, let's take a look again."
Huang Jing glanced at the remaining two people, smiled, and didn't pay attention anymore. In their eyes, second-grade warriors were not worth mentioning, no matter how strong they were.
…
With everyone's expressions mixed, the fourth person from Nanwu entered the ring.
Without announcing his name, the young man who took the stage showed his bronzed skin with bare hands and chuckled: "The Mowu Tianjiao is indeed extraordinary, but it is a bit too much to look down on my Nanwu students like this."
"Really? You are not weak in strength. You are one of the best among the second-grade Nanwu."
"So to speak."
Fang Ping suddenly threw the long knife down from the ring and his expression became solemn, "To be honest, I knew the two people in front of me were not my opponents as soon as they came on stage, so the fight was boring.
You are a little interesting and a little stressed.
I don’t mean to look down on anyone, but Nanwu really didn’t see any second-grade warriors that amazed me!
In my opinion, it is appropriate to use a knife. This long knife was also earned through my hard work in earning credits.
But I know that Nanwu students will not be convinced.
In order to convince you, let’s do something simple.”
"It's not necessary..."
The young man shook his head slightly, but said nothing and took a step forward!
After taking this step, the opponent's momentum completely changed!
Many people in the audience actually couldn't feel all this at all, but at this moment, they suddenly became quiet, as if they felt the solemnity of the atmosphere.
Fang Ping also had a heavy expression on his face and stared at the other person for a long time.
"From the battlefield?"
Fang Ping didn't ask. He hadn't seen any warriors coming out of the cave battlefield. No, all the instructors of Mowu had been there, but they usually didn't have much momentum to speak of.
The change in the opponent's momentum just now reminded Fang Ping of the momentum that erupted when the old grandmaster of the Eight School Alliance stepped down during the exchange match.
"Gold and Iron Horse..."
Maybe, this is the feeling.
The next second, the two of them moved together!
Fang Ping's spine was straightened at first, and then bent down in an instant. At the same time, Fang Ping's fist had already been punched out.
The same goes for the young man opposite. His bronze arms were suddenly reflected in blood red by the light.
The arm has not become thicker, but the opponent's fist also reflects the rich color of blood.
The two stepped forward at the same time, and without many people seeing clearly, they exchanged five or six punches in a row!
"Tick tock..."
The two of them quickly retreated, and Fang Ping's right hand moved slightly. At this moment, his right hand was already blood-red, and blood was dripping continuously.
It is said that it is a sword technique, but it is equally applicable to fists and kicks.
Fang Ping had just punched out six times in a row, and the power he unleashed was only slightly greater than when he defeated Lan Caiye and the other two before, but the result was that both of them were injured.
The arms of the young man opposite were also trembling, and his palms looked even more blood-red.
Regardless of the extent of their injuries, the next moment, the two of them moved again.
Fang Ping straightened his toes and quickly poked the opponent's temple with his right foot.
A blood-red color flashed in the opponent's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Fang Ping's right leg, and threw it back hard!
Fang Ping didn't struggle and took advantage of the situation to fly into the air, with his toes at the same level as his opponent's eyebrows.
The next moment, Fang Ping, who was in mid-air, forcibly got rid of the force of inertia, and kicked the opponent's head with both feet as if on flat ground!
…
"This move is so cool!"
Fu Changding had a look of envy on his face. At this moment, Fang Ping was like a god, walking through the air and kicking his opponent back continuously.
"I thought he only knew how to kill people with a knife." Yang Xiaoman also answered.
Bai Ruoxi said with a solemn expression: "The opponent is stable but not chaotic, and has rich experience. Fang Ping may not be his opponent..."
"No way?"
Several people looked surprised. Although Fang Ping was annoying, he was really not weak. At least he could win against a third-grade warrior who had just entered the army.
"Do you think Fang Ping is trying to be cool without using a knife? He can't move with a knife, and the other party won't block it stupidly. Fang Ping's senses are very keen..."
Bai Ruoxi praised him, but the others looked at each other in confusion.
"We really thought he was doing it just to look cool..."
Several people were muttering to themselves, who knows that Fang Ping felt that he couldn't use the sword to do anything, and that boy looked like he was upright and did not bully others with the sword. Even the students of Nanwu felt a little embarrassed.
No wonder, no wonder the young man just said helplessly "No need", Fang Ping is so shameless!