Chapter 259 The goal is the same, the path is different
"Vajra Fist" is a mid-level combat method, but it is not a combat method created by modern warriors.
This is an ancient boxing technique. It is rumored that it was inherited from the Buddhist sect thousands of years ago and was created by a Buddha at that time.
Of course, rumors are rumors, and the Buddha's teachings, in the eyes of many people in modern times, mean that a strong person has entered the realm of a master.
"Vajra Fist" emphasizes the unity of body, speech, and mind. In Taoist terms, it can also be understood as the unity of essence, energy, and spirit.
This is a mid-level combat method that many third-level high-level warriors will learn, and it is very helpful for the breakthrough of the third-level peak.
"Vajra with Angry Eyes, Buddha also has anger..."
Fang Ping looked at the information and saw that "Vajra Fist" was all about strength, real strength and fierceness. The whole set of boxing techniques was about ferocity and decisiveness, with fists as strong as a diamond and power as strong as a broken bamboo.
Fang Ping watched it for a while and compared "Vajra Fist" and "Blood Explosive Knife".
Whether it is powerful or not depends on the individual's performance. "Blood-Explosive Knife" is actually not a purely violent route. It has many techniques, and the superimposed burst of consecutive cuts is also a difficult method to master.
In "Vajra Fist", there are not many techniques that need to be mastered, but more of a momentum.
"Invincible power, no matter how strong you are, I will break it with one punch!"
Fang Ping murmured, suddenly stood up and stood up, with a ferocious face, roared angrily, and punched out!
"boom!"
The air exploded, and the room seemed to shake slightly.
Fang Ping shook his head slightly, "I still can't combine the power of my fists into one. If I can, the power shouldn't be so small."
Of course, it is also related to the fact that he has not yet understood the secrets of combat.
The first time I started practicing, I naturally had many shortcomings.
"Teacher is not here, go back and ask Old Man Li."
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In a blink of an eye, it was dawn.
Time has officially entered July.
Other students went to class as usual and had holidays as usual. By July 1st, many of them had already packed their bags and were ready to go home.
Before he knew it, Fang Ping's freshman career had officially come to an end.
In the morning, Fang Ping turned on his fully charged mobile phone. As soon as he turned it on, the message sound kept ringing.
It came from many people, among which my sister Fangyuan sent the most.
Fang Ping first opened Fangyuan's message, and when he read it from the beginning, he couldn't help but smile.
"Fang Ping, call me back when you see it!"
"Fang Ping, why are you here? Where are you?"
"If you don't call me back, I'll go to the devil's capital to look for you!"
"Fang Ping, where have you been? My parents are so worried, and I'm worried about you too..."
"..."
"Brother, if you don't call me back, I'll really go to Shanghai. I'll starve myself to death and you'll be embarrassed!"
"..."
"I went to Shanghai after the exam. Dad said you must be busy, but there has been no news from you for ten days..."
"Brother, I've booked the ticket..."
When he saw the last message, which came last night, Fang Ping immediately dialed Fangyuan's number. That girl was really coming to the Magic City.
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"elder brother?"
An uncertain voice came from Fangyuan on the phone.
Fang Ping smiled and said, "It's me, you..."
"Bad guy, bastard, bastard, Fang Ping, where did you go!" Fang Yuan cried out with anger, and said angrily: "Why don't you answer the phone and aren't in the service area? I'm so angry!"
With a smile on his face, Fang Ping said softly: "Didn't I tell you before that you need to go out for something? It's only been a few days, why are you in a hurry..."
"Who is worried!" Fang Yuan sniffed and snorted: "It's your parents who are worried, otherwise I wouldn't care about you!"
"Are mom and dad around?"
"No, I'm outside."
"Outside? Have you gotten in the car?"
"What kind of car are you getting on? Only fools get on the car. You think I'm really going to find you. That's not a good idea. I'm playing at a classmate's house."
The little girl was so harsh that Fang Ping had already heard the noise and announcements in the station.
Without exposing her, Fang Ping said with a smile: "That's fun. I have to stay in the Magic City for a few days and then go back in a few days. Besides, I'm not allowed to lose weight. I even starved myself to lose weight on purpose. That's not bad..."
"I have to be thin!"
"I'll beat you if you lose weight!"
"You dare!"
"..."
The brother and sister talked childishly for a while, and Fang Ping didn't explain anything. He hung up the phone and called his father. Fang Mingrong was much calmer and simply asked about his physical condition and didn't ask anything more.
In the days when Fang Ping couldn't be contacted, Fangyuan was very noisy, and Fang Mingrong was also worried. Later, Bai Jinshan came over and said that Fang Ping was on a mission and couldn't be contacted normally, so Fang Mingrong felt a lot more at ease.
In Yangcheng, no one disbelieves what Admiral Bai says.
…
After contacting his family, Fang Ping continued to look at the messages. Some were sent by Wu Zhihao, some were sent by Yang Jian and others, and some were sent by Li Chengze.
They are all simple inquiries. Ten days without showing up is not too long for a warrior.
However, Fang Ping saw a message, which came from Wang Jinyang.
"Go back to Nanjiang and give me a call."
Wang Jinyang knew about Fang Ping's entry into the cave. Mowu's large-scale entry into the cave was known to the higher-ups at Wuhan University.
After thinking about it, Fang Ping didn't call him and would talk later.
I was still reading the message here when the door rang.
Fang Ping stepped forward to open the door and saw Fu Changding and others outside.
"Fang Ping, are you okay with your injury?"
Fang Ping came back on the 29th, but he slept until the 30th. No one came to disturb him, and he didn't find him until now.
"It's okay, just a minor injury."
Fang Ping smiled and said, "You didn't go back?"
Fu Changding said worriedly: "Teachers and the others haven't come back yet. We don't know what the situation is yet. I can't sit still even if I go back now. Fang Ping, the last time you came back, the principal really..."
Fang Ping looked calm and nodded slightly: "That day, dozens of grandmasters fought against Gaopin, and the two cities besieged Hope City. The principal and the others lured Gaopin away, and he never came back."
"Why!"
Several people sighed. They were all too weak. They were so weak that they couldn't even help defend in a battle of this level and had to exit the cave early.
This time, only some of the people in the special training class were injured, and no one died.
On the contrary, there were many casualties among the instructors and third-grade high-level warriors, and even strong men with golden bodies like the principal fell.
"Then Dean and the others..."
Fang Ping shook his head and said: "I don't know, I'm only a third-grade student. We don't know the whereabouts of these powerful masters, but they should be fine, otherwise..."
Otherwise, I would definitely know that there are only a few masters of Mowu, and if two people fall at one time, it will be much more serious than it is now.
"I hope everyone is safe and sound." Fu Changding prayed.
Fang Ping didn't say anything. This kind of thing cannot be guaranteed.
Inviting a few people into the room to sit down, Chen Yunxi felt a little uncomfortable as soon as she sat down, and suddenly whispered: "I... I can clean up for you, okay?"
Fang Ping was in a daze, then became a little embarrassed, and said sarcastically: "You have mysophobia, don't you?"
The room was indeed quite dirty. I hadn't been back for ten days, and I went to bed smelly and bloody before. There was a strange smell in the room now.
Fang Ping was also tired and had no intention of cleaning, so he never did it.
He was used to it, but as soon as they entered the door, they smelled a sour smell.
"No, no... just... just..."
Chen Yunxi was a little embarrassed, and Fang Ping said funnyly: "Can you clean the house? Forget it, I'll do it myself later."
After saying that, he changed the subject and said, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
Seeing his refusal, Chen Yunxi stopped talking, and Fu Changding didn't care about their affairs and said: "It's like this, the martial arts club wants to hold a meeting for both the second-grade peak martial artist and the third-grade martial artist of the school to attend.
You are not from the Martial Arts Club, so President Zhang asked us to tell you."
"Zhang Yu?"
Fang Ping frowned and said, "Did you say something?"
"Didn't say."
Fu Changding shook his head and said: "It may have something to do with what happened in the cave this time. Several seniors in the cave were killed in the battle this time. In fact, it was not just the ones you saw, there were also several fourth-grade seniors... who died in the battle.
…”
Fang Ping's expression changed slightly. Among Mowu students, since they graduated from their senior year, there are very few third- and fourth-grade warriors.
He thought that only a few third-grade students had died in the battle, but he didn't expect that several fourth-grade students also died in the battle.
As a result, the strength of the magic martial arts students has really dropped a lot.
"I'm not from the martial arts club..."
"President Zhang said that at this moment, there is no distinction between the Martial Arts Society and the Pingyuan Society."
The strength of Pingyuan Club is average, but after graduating from senior year, the people in Pingyuan Club are now sophomores.
Today, among the 108 people, Fang Ping is a high-level third-level person, Fu Changding, Zhao Lei, and Chen Yunxi are at the second-level peak level, and Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei are about to enter the second-level peak level.
At this time, Pingyuan Society was not dispensable.
"Okay, when will the meeting be held?"
"Right now."
"Now? So urgent..." Fang Ping said no more, stood up and said, "Let's go, Zhang Yu didn't go down to the cave?"
"He just came back from the cave a few days ago, and then the war broke out. He is the president of the martial arts club, and he didn't go in after that."
…
A few people walked around and chatted, and soon the martial arts club arrived.
The martial arts club occupies a huge area, and people are arriving one after another at this moment. Seeing Fang Ping and others, some people also greeted Fang Ping enthusiastically. These are the third-grade and higher-level warriors who had previously performed the mission together.
With fifth-grade graduates, fourth-grade graduates being rare, and a few killed in battles, now in Mowu, martial artists of third-grade and above are the most elite people in the school. Fang Ping also saw an acquaintance, Liu Yongwen.
When he saw Liu Yongwen, Liu Yongwen avoided Fang Ping's eyes. Fang Ping sneered and stopped looking at him.
This guy started school last year and encouraged some old students to make trouble for him.
As a result, two of them were beaten to death by him. When Lao Wang came to scare him for a few words, he completely withered.
Fang Ping hadn't seen him these days, and he didn't expect to meet him this time.
Fang Ping is not yet a warrior, but the other party is a third-level warrior.
Now Fang Ping has reached the high level of the third level. I just checked and found that Liu Yongwen is only in the middle level of the third level.
I don’t know whether it’s because I can’t break through, or I’m afraid I’ll die if I break through.
He is really going to die!
As a third-grade high-level warrior, many times, if you don't go down to the cave, you will definitely be despised by others, including your mentor!
When Fang Ping was in the third grade, Tang Feng even disliked him and did not dare to go deep.
If an old student like Liu Yongwen, a third-grade high-ranking student, dares not go to the underground cave, it is not a matter of dislike. Mowu will regard such students as a shame.
Ignoring Liu Yongwen, Fang Ping saw a few more people and quickly shouted: "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Sister Liu!"
From the side, Liu Mengyao and Ye Qing stepped forward.
Ye Qing nodded slightly, his hair still standing straight. Liu Mengyao was much more enthusiastic. When he saw Fang Ping and the others, he immediately smiled and said: "Junior brother Fang, Yun Xi, you are here too."
Chen Yunxi also quickly said hello. Zhao Xuemei would not attend the meeting in the future because she had not reached the second level peak.
Fang Ping chatted with Liu Mengyao for a while and asked, "The two senior brothers Liang are not here?"
"Fenghua is preparing to break through to the fourth level, and Huabao is also preparing to break through to the high level of the third level and go out to do tasks..."
Because Lu Fengrou had told several people not to go to the underground caves recently, they did not go to the underground caves this time.
Ye Qing had already broken through to the peak of the third level at this moment. Together with Liang Fenghua, who was preparing to break through the fourth level, and Liang Huabao, who was preparing to break through to the high level, Fang Ping suddenly discovered that Lu Fengrou's students seemed to be very strong at the moment.
There are two people at the top of the third rank, currently only Fang Ping is in the high rank, Liang Huabao and Liu Mengyao are in the middle rank, Chen Yunxi is at the peak of the second rank, and Zhao Xuemei is in the second rank.
There are 7 students, and the weakest one, Zhao Xuemei, is almost at the peak of the second grade.
When school starts next semester, Chen Yunxi will have no problem entering the third grade if nothing unexpected happens.
Zhao Xuemei has reached the peak of the second level, which is not a big problem, and the third level is also fast.
At that time, there will be 7 third-level players, or even fourth-level players, which will be extremely powerful.
A few people walked around and talked, heading towards the large conference room of the martial arts club. As for what Zhang Yu wanted to say, no one was very clear.
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Martial arts club.
Large conference room.
At this moment, with the second-grade peak students and third- and fourth-grade students arriving one after another, there were hundreds of people in the conference room.
Zhang Yu, who was standing in front, was a little sad. At its peak, there were only a few fifth-level students of Mowu, two figures for fourth-level students, more than a hundred for third-level students, and even hundreds more when the second-level peak students were included.
Now, more than half of it is missing.
Most of the seniors graduated, but many of them died in the caves.
When everyone from Fang Ping arrived, almost everyone had arrived.
"Is everyone here?"
Zhang Yu asked, and Zhou Yan immediately said: "Except for some people who are not in school, everyone who is here is here."
"Okay, let the meeting begin."
Zhang Yu sat down, looked at the crowd and said, "I think everyone knows everything that has happened in Mowu recently.
Calling everyone here has three purposes.
First, send the instructors and classmates home!"
Zhang Yu said in a serious tone: "Tomorrow, the entrance to the catacombs will be opened, and the bodies of the first batch of people who died in the war will be sent out. The mentors will be buried in Mowu South Park, but the news of the sacrifices must be told to their families. These things, mentor
We are all busy now and can't deal with it. Others don't know about the cave, so we can only send them home. Do you have any opinions?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"The bodies of the students will also be cremated, and the pensions and ashes will be sent back. I hope everyone can contribute. In addition, we must comfort the families and contact the local government. Only we can do this.
Do."
Everyone nodded again. Regarding the matter of contacting the government, he was too weak and might have some trouble. At least it would be difficult to meet the local leaders.
"Second, at the end of the year, the second martial arts exchange competition will start. This time, it will no longer look at the new students, but the martial arts clubs of each school will be the main ones... Fang Ping, I would like to invite you to be the vice president of the martial arts club. What do you think?
"
In the crowd, Fang Ping glanced at Zhang Yu. He was not familiar with Zhang Yu, but Zhang Yu didn't look annoying.
After thinking for a while, Fang Ping shook his head and said, "I don't deserve to be the vice president. Before school starts, I will challenge you. The president gives me the same amount."
Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and Xie Lei, who had been silent before, suddenly snorted: "That's not a small tone, Fang Ping, do you really think that by killing a few warriors in the cave, you won't take the martial arts club seriously?"
Fang Ping shook his head and said: "President Xie, don't be so excited, I didn't say this, and don't overthink it yourself.
I don't want to be the vice president because I don't want to conflict with everyone. You have to understand what I mean..."
Xie Lei frowned and said: "I asked you to be the vice president just in name to participate in the exchange competition at the end of the year. Nowadays, Mowu is so difficult that we can't lose in the exchange competition. With your speed, you should be able to enter the fourth level by the end of the year.
, without the strength of the fourth grade, it is difficult to win in the exchange competition..."
Fang Ping shook his head again and said, "We'll talk about it when the time comes. There's no rush now. President Zhang, let's continue talking."
Zhang Yu took a deep look at him and then said: "Thirdly, I hope that Yuanfang Platform will close the loan system, or rather, not close it, but recycle all the credits, aggregate the credits, pool resources, and lend them to all the second-grade peak warriors present.
, let them enter the third level realm as soon as possible.
Including some middle-level third-level warriors, they can also enter the high-level third-level as soon as possible.
Fang Ping, I am not targeting you, I hope you can understand my thoughts.
Mowu's resources are limited. In order to raise 100,000 credits for you, the school is no longer able to subsidize you.
But you can see now that the number of third-grade students in Mowu is less than a hundred, which is also the lowest number in history.
For the dignity, status, and reputation of Mowu, we need to let some people enter the third level in advance..."
Fang Ping frowned slightly and said, "President Zhang summoned all the second-grade peak warriors and third-grade warriors this time to put pressure on me?"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that." Zhang Yu explained: "Now the resources of 100,000 credits are scattered in the hands of a large number of non-martialists and first-level warriors. We are all classmates. If it is normal and the classmates make progress, I will also be happy.
But now is different from the past, we should focus our resources on students who are more promising to enter the third grade, rather than spreading them out."
"This is the purpose of school."
"Fang Ping, the purpose of the school is to cultivate more strong people."
"Since you are the strong one, you have to fight for it on your own. Can I understand that you want to take my power now?"
Xie Lei interjected: "Fang Ping, the allocation of resources is the responsibility of the martial arts club!"
Fang Ping didn't take it seriously and said, "Then you can make a platform yourself."
"You..." Xie Lei said with some annoyance: "What we are talking about now is not the platform, but the concentration of resources to cultivate third-level warriors, rather than spreading them out, letting non-martialists enter the first-level, and letting the first-level enter the second-level, 100 second-level,
Not even as good as a third-grade high-level warrior!"
"You also entered the third level from the first and second levels."
"Don't secretly change concepts and mess around." Xie Lei said again: "The president and I have said that this is a special period. Nowadays, more and more third- and fourth-grade students have died in battle. From the beginning of the year to now, there have been
20 people already!
We must maintain the number of third-grade students, and the number of third-grade students is also an affirmation of the teaching achievements of a Wuhan University."
After that, Xie Lei looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, you can also talk about your thoughts. The martial arts club is a group of students. This move is also for Mowu and the students..."
Fang Ping interrupted directly: "I'm sorry, the platform belongs to me, and I earned the 100,000 credits myself. If you think these credits take up everyone's resources, that's just your own imagination. In fact, these credits
The resources are saved by the instructors in order to benefit a large number of ordinary students.
Now that it is directly assigned to everyone present, the nature of the system has changed.
In Mowu, and in any martial arts university, the goal is not to pursue the strength of individual individuals, but the strength of the whole.
If some people want to become stronger, they should rely on themselves, go to the caves to fight, and complete tasks, instead of forcing the school to provide supplies. This is not the style of Wuhan University.
Xie Lei, I will not question whether you and President Zhang are serving the public good or have selfish motives. I prefer to believe that you are public-minded.
After all, you two have the strength to fight for your own opportunities.
But I still want to say, don’t criticize or deny anything from the perspective of righteousness and the commanding heights of morality.
If you use your own resources and distribute them to everyone, then I will not have any objections or question anything.
But this does not belong to you, nor does it belong to me. It belongs to all Mowu students. The purpose of the school is to conduct a pilot project to see if it can promote everyone's collective progress.
Now you ask me to recycle it, but I’m sorry, but I can’t do it.”
Zhang Yu knocked on the table lightly, and Xie Lei was also a little irritated. Everyone had different ideas, different positions, and different perspectives on the problem.
100,000 credits, nearly 3 billion elixir and weapon resources.
It is inevitable that dozens of third-grade students can be trained.
Now these resources have been allocated by the school and are earmarked for exclusive use and cannot be misappropriated by anyone.
Fang Ping has now dispersed these resources to thousands of students. In their view, Fang Ping is messing around.
Focusing on cultivating a group of elites is what they want to see.
None of them could convince each other, and two of Zhang Yu's three purposes were refuted.
For a moment, some people in the martial arts club didn't look very good-looking.
When Fang Ping saw this, he didn't hesitate. He stood up and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first. The bodies of the instructors and classmates have returned. Please inform me and send them home. It's my duty to send them home. I'm sorry for the rest."
After Fang Ping left, Zhang Yu rubbed his forehead, and Xie Lei said angrily: "Fang Ping is messing around!"
Ye Qing said calmly: "Fang Ping did not embezzle any supplies. He was also thinking about all students. Why would President Xie say such a thing?"
"Ye Qing, don't let it blind you. Let me ask you, which one is more important, a third-grade student or a first- or second-grade student?"
"I don't think there is any difference. In the cave, the third-level ones are just cannon fodder!"
"you……"
Ye Qing stood up directly and said: "Only the first suggestion I think must be done, the rest are all nonsense, it is really arrogant to still be thinking about fighting for power at this time!"
Xie Lei said angrily: "Are we fighting for power? We don't want Mowu to be stronger? We don't want Mowu students to be safer? Do you think we want to die in battle? Of course, the allocation of resources must first focus on entering the ground.
The warriors in the cave, not the warriors who don’t enter the cave!”
"Sooner or later they will get in."
"At least not now!"
"Stronger now, safer later."
"..."
At the end of the quarrel, everyone left unhappy.
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At this moment, Fang Ping was thinking about what Old Man Li said before, that people all have selfish motives.
The difference between everyone and Xiaojia.
People like Xie Lei may really be for Mowu, but their family is the martial arts club. The same is true for Fang Ping. His family is himself. The old principal’s family is Mowu, and Zhang Dingnan’s family
It's Nanjiang.
Where is Wang Jinyang?
Nan Wu or Nan Jiang? Or just his mentor?
The ultimate goal of this group of people is the same, to pacify the caves, but the paths in between are different.
"I have my own ideas, and you have yours. In the end, it all depends on strength. If reason cannot convince you, then it depends on your fists."
Fang Ping shook his head slightly, maybe this is the purpose of the school.
"Forget it, let's ignore this matter for now. In a few days, after finishing the things at hand, I should prepare for the third-level to break into the fourth-level."
"At least be faster than Lao Wang!"
Lao Wang broke through the fourth level in October, Fang Ping set a goal for himself, at least earlier than Lao Wang!