Xie Lei jumped out of the crowd, and Fang Ping stopped caring about the others and jumped out.
"Defeat you in three moves!"
Fang Ping shouted softly, without holding a knife and using his bare hands.
A long weapon like the Guandao is not suitable to be carried around at this moment.
"Let's see how arrogant you can be!"
Xie Lei was completely angered!
After the conversation between the two ended, Fang Ping put his toes on the ground, jumped up instantly, and flew away in the air.
In mid-air, Fang Ping shouted lowly, and his palms instantly turned red.
"cut!"
A loud shout, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.
The next moment, many people came back to their senses and looked forward. For a while, many people's expressions changed drastically.
Fang Ping slashed down with his sword, but Xie Lei refused to retreat and raised his fist to catch it.
However, Xie Lei, who had just entered the early stage of the fourth level, had not stayed at the peak of the third level for long. He was no match for Fang Ping at the same level, let alone one level higher than Fang Ping.
The seven cuts of the hand knife were combined into one, and with one cut, Xie Lei's fist instantly splattered with blood, and there was a harsh cracking sound from the fist bones!
While everyone was shocked, Fang Ping shouted loudly again!
"Certainly!"
A loud shout rang out, and Xie Lei's expression froze. The next second, Fang Ping turned his palm into a fist, and struck Xie Lei in the chest with one punch. Xie Lei flew backwards, fell to the ground, and was speechless for a long time.
"Thank you, senior, for accepting the offer!"
Fang Ping looked calm.
Counting the mental shock and three moves before and after, Xie Lei was defeated.
The first move was just to let Xie Lei know the gap between them. Otherwise, Fang Ping, whose mental power is over 600 Hz, would have no problem in intimidating Xie Lei. With his mental shock, one move would be enough to defeat him.
The entire playground was silent.
Xie Lei, who had also tempered his bones three times, was one year ahead of Fang Ping. He was also a genius in Mowu and was once hailed as the best successor to the president.
However, at this moment, about two seconds before and after, he was defeated by Fang Ping.
Lost too quickly, lost too miserably!
This scene was something that none of the students, and perhaps even the instructors, expected.
On the high platform, Lu Fengrou was calm, Li Changsheng chuckled, and the others also changed their expressions slightly.
Others may have thought that this was a fight between two third-level peak warriors, but they knew that this was a fight between two middle-level warriors!
Yes, one who is in the middle level can be called a strong person.
However, Xie Lei, the magical genius, was defeated in two moves!
Mental shock does not even count.
…
"Mental shock..."
Wu Kuishan whispered softly, and Huang Jingning on the side said: "The mental power is much stronger than before. When Yao Chengjun was in the fourth level, his mental power was so powerful that it exceeded 600 Hz. Fang Ping... doesn't seem to be any weaker than him!"
Huang Jing actually knew how strong Fang Ping's mental power was.
The first time I saw him was when Fang Ping tried to interfere with him. At that time, he was not too high.
The second time, Fang Ping broke through to the high level of the third level, and his mental power also broke through. That time, Fang Ping had actually reached the standard of external release.
Of course, it is not the kind of external release that a master can do, but it can capture energy particles without being restricted by the body.
Now, how long has it been?
The progress of spiritual power is extremely slow.
Unlike qi and blood, a breakthrough in a realm means an increase of hundreds or even thousands of calories of qi and blood.
It is extremely difficult to increase mental power without the aid of elixirs or the practice of martial arts...
Even if Fang Ping reaches the fourth level, it stands to reason that the increase in mental power will not be too much.
But now, Fang Ping's mental power was indeed growing extremely fast, shocking Xie Lei, who was also at the fourth level, and almost leaving Xie Lei unable to fight back.
The last grandmaster of Mowu, the skinny Liu Polu, smiled and said: "The little guy went to Nanjiang to visit Zhang Dingnan. Zhang Dingnan is also very optimistic about it. The position of president of the martial arts club... may really fall into his hands.
"
Old Li on one side smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, not only Zhang Dingnan, but also Principal Chen from Jingnan are full of praise. I think the position of president of the martial arts club is no longer in doubt."
Tang Feng on the other side frowned slightly and said, "Can he manage the martial arts club well?"
"Why not?"
Old Man Li smiled and said: "I think he manages his own business well."
Tang Feng kept silent. In his eyes, he felt that the strong and powerful were respected.
If Zhang Yuzhen is not as good as Fang Ping, then it is natural for him to give up his position as the president of the Martial Arts Club.
But... Fang Ping just feels awkward being the president of the martial arts club.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to care.
Tang Feng stopped talking, and the other deans also stopped talking. Seeing this, Wu Kuishan glanced at Lu Fengrou, who had been silent, and said no more.
…
In front of the crowd, Xie Lei seemed to be in a trance, but Zhang Ziwei stepped forward without saying a word and helped him back into the crowd.
When warriors fight, the victory or defeat is sometimes so quick.
And this also proves the strength gap between them.
Zhang Yu exhaled softly, and Qin Fengqing in front of the crowd clicked her tongue. This kid Fang Ping is getting more and more difficult to deal with!
"It's amazing!"
"Is this the strength of the third-rank number one?"
"President Xie is so defeated?"
"incredible!"
"..."
Xie Lei is quite famous.
Before Fang Ping came to Mowu, he was the only warrior in Mowu who had tempered his bones three times and was the vice president of the martial arts club.
Previously, Xie Lei was ranked high on the third-grade combat power list.
However, at this moment, everyone saw for the first time the strength gap between Xie Lei and Fang Ping.
Fang Ping, who was also a warrior who had tempered his bones three times, easily defeated Xie Lei.
In front of the crowd.
Zhang Yu said with a slightly solemn expression: "Senior Brother Fang is in the fourth rank?"
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Senior Xie is also in the fourth rank, so I don't think I'm trying to suppress others with my level, right?"
This was Fang Ping's explanation, lest everyone think that he was bullying others.
However, this sentence ignited the flame again.
"Fourth level warrior!"
"Fang Ping is in the fourth grade, Xie Lei is also in the fourth grade!"
"They are all true geniuses!"
"It's too fast. One is just a sophomore and the other is a junior!"
"Xie Lei has two years to graduate, and Fang Ping has three years to go... Are you going to be a fifth- or sixth-grade student?"
Both Xie Lei and Fang Ping are in their golden cultivation period at the moment.
In two years, Xie Lei will advance to the first level, which is not difficult, and he can expect to graduate from the fifth level.
As for Fang Ping... he might be able to reach the sixth level, or even worse, he would graduate from the fifth level.
The fight between the two fourth-grade warriors ended faster than expected.
…
"Senior Zhang, it's up to you and me now, right?"
Fang Ping said with a smile.
Zhang Yu took a breath, stepped out, nodded and said: "Junior Fang, please!"
"please!"
The two of them performed martial arts rituals on each other this time.
At the end of the ceremony, Fang Ping jumped into the air again, releasing his mental power instantly!
Zhang Yu looked slightly dazed, but he reacted very quickly, blocking Fang Ping's sword with a light palm.
Taking the sword, Zhang Yu took a few steps back.
Fang Ping stepped forward and shouted again, his movements slightly stagnant.
And at this moment, Fang Ping's palm turned red and fell with a palm!
"Bang!"
Zhang Yu reacted a moment slower, but his body turned golden and blocked Fang Ping's palm knife.
Fang Ping didn't care at all, and his mental power continued to frighten him. Zhang Yu also roared, and the blood-red color on the top of his head appeared, and the evil spirit was exposed!
"Ling Yiyi was different that time!"
Fang Ping laughed lightly. That time, he was blocked by Ling Yiyi and his mental power was even defeated. That was because he did not make up his mind to replenish his mental power.
What's more, he was not prepared for the first time, and his mental strength was not as strong as it is now.
At this moment, Fang Ping didn't care about replenishing his mental power when he challenged Zhang Yu.
The evil spirit counteracts some of the effects of spiritual power.
But then, Fang Ping's mental power seemed to stretch endlessly, constantly suppressing Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu roared repeatedly, trying to get out of this situation.
When warriors fight, life and death only take a moment.
Zhang Yu is a strong man who has practiced physical training and has a strong body.
But no matter how strong his body was, when Fang Ping's sword turned red and slashed several times in a row, Zhang Yu couldn't bear it anymore. His clothes were ragged, and there were blood marks on his chest and arms.
Fang Ping didn't want to take too long, so he shouted, the power of his sword was three points higher!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
There were several loud noises in succession. Zhang Yu was slashed and retreated. His body was bleeding profusely. However, his reaction speed could not keep up with Fang Ping's, and he almost had to be beaten.
…
"Why!"
Among the instructors, someone sighed softly.
Zhang Yu was defeated.
He was almost suppressed and beaten by Fang Ping, with no power to fight back.
As the president of the martial arts club, Zhang Yu is not that weak. He has entered the middle level of the fourth rank and is not too far away from the high rank.
But his mental power is not strong enough. Although a fourth-grade warrior cannot sense mental power, his mental power still exists.
However, Zhang Yu's mental power had not experienced any increase. Although he had killed many people in the cave and had a strong evil spirit, he was completely suppressed by Fang Ping at this moment.
I couldn't keep up with my reaction speed, so I could only get beaten throughout the process.
At this moment, Fang Ping did not use any ultimate move, but with seven cuts combined into one, even if the burst of energy and blood was not too powerful, Zhang Yu wouldn't be able to resist it for long.
…
"Senior Zhang, it's just a discussion, there's no need for this!"
When Fang Ping saw that Zhang Yu had been stabbed more than ten times by him, he had no intention of quitting, and he also knew that he would not take the initiative to admit defeat.
The next moment, Fang Ping was no longer vague.
Both hands turned red. He shouted loudly and swung his palms out quickly!
"Bang!"
Zhang Yu stomped on the ground hard, and deep pits were instantly created on the lawn. He continued to retreat, more than ten steps in a row. Blood dripped from the corner of Zhang Yu's mouth quickly, dyeing the lawn under his feet red.
Freed from Fang Ping's mental suppression, Zhang Yu's mind was now clear and his eyes were slightly complicated.
Fang Ping's mental strength was so strong that when he met someone of the same level, he was almost completely suppressed and couldn't fight.
The fourth-grade high-level warriors may also be suppressed.
A fourth-grade peak warrior who has tempered all his internal organs and has his own hidden spirit may not be suppressed in this way, but he will still be affected.
When encountering such a mentally powerful warrior... it's really hard to resist.
Of course, Li Hansong can do it. Not to mention that all his internal organs are tempered and his skull is natural. Fang Ping's little mental power can hardly affect his reaction ability and cannot suppress him.
"I lost."
Zhang Yu didn't feel too unwilling, just a little regretful.
He was defeated by Fang Ping without even showing his strength. He was beaten almost from the beginning to the end, which was a bit regretful.
He didn't see much of Fang Ping's martial arts strength.
It's a pity that Fang Ping is not willing to simply compete with him in terms of martial arts strength, and mental strength is actually a reflection of martial arts strength. Any complaints at this moment will only add to the joke.
"Concession!"
Fang Ping cupped his hands, looked sideways at the crowd, and said with a smile, "Anyone who wants to challenge me can do so now."
Qin Fengqing was ready to make a move, but Chen Wenlong was slightly hesitant.
After a while, Qin Fengqing shouted: "I will challenge you in a few days!"
The reason why he had to wait a few days was because he had not yet mastered high-quality tactics.
This also means that if you fight Fang Ping, you can only fight in close combat.
Once engaged in close combat, he will also be affected by mental shock.
But once he has mastered high-level tactics, he can fight Fang Ping from a distance, using his sword energy freely and horizontally, which compares to his true control of tactics, energy and blood strength, and speed.
Qin Fengqing was unambiguous about these things.
But now, Qin Fengqing is not sure whether he will be affected. If he is like Zhang Yu, almost standing and being beaten, this is not his style.
The two major thorns in the martial arts club, Xie Lei was instantly defeated, and Qin Fengqing gave up on her own initiative.
At this moment, everyone in the martial arts club fell silent.
Chen Wenlong glanced at Zhang Yu, hesitated for a moment, and retracted his steps.
He will not stay in school forever. Even if he fights Fang Ping now, even if he wins, what will happen?
The Mowu Martial Arts Club needs strong people to support its appearance. If you don't want to stay, there is no need to challenge Fang Ping at this moment.
…
No one challenges.
Xie Lei was defeated, Zhang Yu was beaten almost all the way, Qin Fengqing gave up, and Chen Wenlong didn't take any action.
Some other fourth-grade warriors, such as Liang Fenghua, had entered their senior year on the one hand, but on the other hand they did not feel that they could easily defeat Zhang Yu, so they did not speak.
Wu Kuishan didn't look at Fang Ping and said, "Is there anyone challenging?"
After waiting for a few seconds, seeing the silence in the audience, Wu Kuishan looked at Zhang Yu again and said, "Zhang Yu, is there anything you want to say?"
Zhang Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head gently.
"Fang Ping wants to become the president of the martial arts club. What do the students think?" Wu Kuishan looked at all the students.
Among the crowd, some first and second grade warriors had almost no say.
In Fang Ping’s term, Fu Changding loudly said: “We have no objection!”
Fu Changding spoke on behalf of the sophomore, but no one else came forward to refute.
"No objection!"
Liang Huabao, who had just broken through to the third level, also responded loudly.
A third-grade high-ranking person, one of the most powerful people in the junior year.
"No objection!"
Ye Qing responded loudly.
"No objection?"
Wu Kuishan asked again.
There was a slight commotion in the crowd. I didn't know who it was, but whispered: "Fang Ping was too cruel to his classmates. He killed a classmate from our school in his freshman year!"
Wu Kuishan looked at Fang Ping.
Fang Ping said calmly: "In martial arts competitions, fists and kicks are blind. I just entered school at that time and had just become a martial artist. I have no family heritage and have never participated in actual combat. The seniors I competed with were stronger than me. I could only go all out and suffer casualties."
It’s inevitable.”
"That's too cruel!"
Fang Ping didn't even look back, he raised his head and looked towards the high platform, and said loudly: "Once you get on the stage, you are responsible for life and death. Should we let the weak hold back?
The principal is challenging a sixth-grade warrior today. Should he allow the sixth-grade warrior to hold back during the competition?
If a strong person takes the initiative to challenge a weak person, death or injury... will not be held accountable!"
When Wu Kuishan heard this, he pondered slightly and said, "This is the rule. Once you get on the ring, you will be responsible for your life and death."
At this moment, the audience was completely silent.
Seeing this, Wu Kuishan spoke again: "The handover work between Zhang Yu and Fang Ping has been completed recently."
After saying that, Wu Kuishan took a deep look at Fang Ping and said solemnly: "I hope you can lead the Mowu students to go further and for a longer time. Teachers and students will run the school together, and you and I will encourage each other!"
"Thank you, principal, I will definitely live up to the name of Mowu!"
"The meeting is dismissed!"
Wu Kuishan gave a soft drink and walked away.
Other senior executives also left one after another.
Lu Fengrou did not speak to Fang Ping, but she glanced at Fang Ping and smiled.
Among the students, no one came to congratulate him.
Zhang Yu is still here, he took up the post of president of the martial arts club, and was defeated and lost his position as president of the martial arts club. This is not something to be happy about.
Many people's eyes are still very complicated.
Among the crowd, Qin Fengqing was the only one who didn't care about this and said loudly: "Fang Ping, I'll give you this position first. I'll take it back in a few days!"
After that, Qin Fengqing walked away.
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Next time you challenge me, remember to pay off the 20 million yuan debt first, otherwise, I will not accept your challenge!"
Qin Fengqing's steps stagnated.
All the teachers and students in the school are here. What does this bastard Fang Ping mean when he mentions that he owes him money?
And...where did 20 million come from?
Qin Fengqing felt a little bad in her heart and shouted softly: "Last time it was only 10 million..."
"Then I remembered it wrong. It's 10 million. Remember to pay me back next time. Everyone will remember it!"
Fang Ping finished speaking quickly, and then shouted: "Okay, let's disperse, members of the martial arts club will have a meeting tonight!"
"I……"
Qin Fengqing wanted to say more, but Fang Ping had already left quickly.
"I@#￥......"
Qin Fengqing cursed for a while, looked around at the people nearby, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? I don't owe him any money!"
Zhang Yu, who still had some blood stains on his body, passed by him. Hearing this, he chuckled and said: "Forget it if you blame me, but blame him... it's difficult!"
Fang Ping is not that easy to talk to.
Qin Fengqing was a little angry and gritted her teeth and said: "I don't remember asking him to borrow money!"
"That's what you said about the money you owe me."
Zhang Yu shook his head slightly and stopped saying that Qin Fengqing, a scoundrel, would just forget about him if he met him, but he was still troubled by Lai Fangping's account.
"I really don't owe him anything!"
Everyone turned a deaf ear, who would believe it?
Neither of them are good people. Fang Ping deliberately asked for 10 million more. You owe 10 million and now you have to waste it. It's not like everyone has heard about this.
"I really don't owe..."
Qin Fengqing looked sad and angry, she really didn't default this time!
He didn't know how he ended up owing Fang Ping 10 million out of nowhere.
And now, the whole school knows about it.
"I really don't owe it!" Qin Fengqing muttered again, and denied herself a little: "Anyway, there is no 10 million, I may have borrowed one or two million, I forgot..."
The 10 million is definitely a fake, but one or two million... maybe I really forgot about it.
"When did you borrow it?"
Qin Fengqing shook her head, sighed, and walked away, thinking about it later.