The two classmates who had escaped obviously underestimated Qin Fengqing.
They thought Qin Fengqing just wanted to mock Fang Ping...
In fact, at this moment, Fang Ping's face was frighteningly dark, and he whispered softly: "Principal, what do you think he wants to do?"
Huang Jing sighed: "I guess he wants to die."
When the two of them were talking, they had already noticed Qin Fengqing's arrival.
But that guy didn't show up. Instead, he hunched over and quickly found a place to hide, right in front of Fang Ping and the others.
Fang Ping and Huang Jing released their mental energy and found that the guy looked eager to try. Qin Fengqing also clenched her fists and punched the air several times with a lewd smile on her face.
Huang Jing glanced at it for a while and sighed: "Do you want to slap your bald head?"
Fang Ping's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Is he possessed by an evil spirit? How can I not notice his existence if I let out my mental energy?"
"So he wants to die. He probably thinks that in school, we won't take the initiative to release our mental power... But this kid doesn't have this experience and probably doesn't understand the so-called stress response..."
Huang Jing really couldn't laugh or cry, Qin Fengqing really wanted to die.
Looking at his posture, Huang Jing could guess what he wanted to do next, which was to suddenly jump out, lift Fang Ping's hat, and punch him in the head.
Then... maybe someone will say, "You got the wrong person!"
This kid, do you really think Fang Ping is so easy to talk to?
Don't say it's not a mistake, even if it is a mistake, Fang Ping can still beat this guy to pieces.
Huang Jing didn't bother to remind Qin Fengqing, but he slowed down a little and said softly: "If you go down to the cave in a few days, don't take too many risks. Take care of Fengqing a little."
Fang Ping glanced sideways at him, and Huang Jing muttered: "This child is also suffering. His father was incredibly talented at the time and broke through to the fifth level early, but fell in a raid when he was still young.
His father's ashes... were sent there by my teacher and I.
I still remember that this kid didn't cry or make a fuss, and his mother scolded the teacher for killing her husband and the father of her child...
At that time, the teacher was very sad, but the child caught up with him later and said that he would also go to Mowu when he grew up.
You don't know how happy the teacher was when he left.
Later, he really came to Mowu. Unfortunately, because his talent was worse than others, his cultivation was actually very slow. But this kid was stubborn and was very strong. Others could practice for a few hours, but he could practice for a few days before losing his energy and blood.
He practiced fighting skills day and night.
The teacher took pity on him and taught him several tactics. Unfortunately, the teacher was also injured at that time and spent most of his time recuperating from his injuries, so he didn't take too much care of him.
Even so, this kid is still thinking about love very much. When the teacher leaves, hey..."
Huang Jing shook his head slightly, feeling a little sad.
Over the years, I have seen so much that I am almost numb to some things.
Qin Fengqing's father was the last batch of students personally taught by the old principal. Qin Fengqing's father was not very old, and he was still less than 50 years old even if he lived to this day.
But as early as more than ten years ago, his father died in the cave.
If Qin Fengqing's father had not died, his current achievements would not be worse than Tang Feng, maybe even higher.
Fang Ping knew something about Qin Fengqing's affairs, and also knew that his father died in the battle in the cave. However, Fang Ping still smiled and said: "Take care of it, you must take care of it, don't worry!"
Fang Ping said the word "care" with great emphasis.
This guy was so wild that he almost forgot his last name. Fang Ping felt that it was necessary to teach him how to behave.
As for sympathy... Qin Fengqing doesn't need others to sympathize with him.
This guy will only become more courageous with every setback and never admit defeat, which is also one of Qin Fengqing's great strengths. In other words, he doesn't want to fall too far behind and be beaten to death.
He had a fight with Wang Jinyang and was seriously injured and defeated.
As a result, others were either decadent or depressed. Only this guy, as a bone-tempering warrior, fought hard to catch up and reached the third level in a short period of time. It can be seen that what Qin Fengqing needs is nothing else but pressure, which is extremely high.
pressure.
This guy is also very difficult to crush.
Fang Ping felt that it was necessary to put some pressure on him.
While talking, the two of them had already arrived at Qin Fengqing's hiding place.
Qin Fengqing looked expectant and clenched her fists. Fang Ping seemed not to notice and kept walking forward.
Huang Jing took a step behind, sighing in his heart, Qin Fengqing had trouble provoking anyone, and if he insisted on provoking Fang Ping, he would seek his own death, and there was nothing he could do to stop him.
The next moment, Qin Fengqing suddenly jumped out and laughed: "Old Chen, happy New Year!"
This guy shouted, kept his hands up, jumped out and raised his fist to hit Fang Ping on the head.
"Bang!"
At this moment, Fang Ping suddenly turned around and punched out with his fist that had been prepared for a long time!
There was a loud noise!
Qin Fengqing flew dozens of meters upside down and fell to the ground, her face full of confusion.
Fang Ping lazily retracted his fist and said with a smile: "So it's you. I thought someone from the cult was lurking in the school and wanted to attack me."
Fang Ping said and sighed: "Old Qin, don't do this kind of prank next time. Do you think you are acting on TV? This time I punched you. If I chop you out with a knife next time, won't you be killed by me?"
Split in half?"
Qin Fengqing ignored him, opened her clothes and took a look. When she saw a deep fist mark on her chest, her face became dull, and then she became angry. She jumped up and cursed: "Asshole, are you going to beat me to death?
"
In the Southern District, there are so many cult people. This bastard is so cunning!
Fang Ping suddenly frowned and said: "Speak carefully, I only used one percent of my strength. I only held back my hand when I found out it was you."
"One percent?"
Qin Fengqing was so angry that she was half dead. Are you lying to a ghost?
1%, can you hit him at the peak of the fourth level and fly dozens of meters?
Do you think you are level six?
Fang Ping glanced at him and suddenly smiled: "You haven't read the news recently?"
"what?"
Qin Fengqing was still a little angry and stared at his head. It was a pity that he didn't hit it just now.
"So, you don't know that I killed several sixth-grade people in the past few days, including those at the peak of sixth-grade?"
"What?"
Qin Fengqing was confused at first, and then sneered: "Oh, I have also killed six-level people, and six-level ones are nothing."
Fang Ping smiled lightly and said, "Really? I killed that sixth-grade pinnacle one-on-one... By the way, have you seen the fifth-grade list? I am number one in fifth-grade."
"Ahem..."
Qin Fengqing coughed, I didn't believe it!
"Also, I have reached the peak of the fifth rank."
"Cough cough cough!"
"By the way, I have condensed the golden bones and semi-golden body. Calculated, it should not be much weaker than the average sixth-grade peak. If I really fight hard, the opponent may not be my opponent."
"Haha, the weather is so nice today..."
Qin Fengqing wants to believe it or not, but she also feels that she shouldn’t believe it. Do you think I will believe you?
Years ago, he was at the peak of the fourth grade, and Fang was in the middle of the fifth grade. How many days has it been?
If you tell me now that you are first in the fifth rank, at the peak of the fifth rank, and killed the sixth rank peak, do you think I will take it seriously?
Fang Ping chuckled and said: "Don't be too inferior, it's okay. Also, you probably haven't paid attention to other news in the past few days. Wang Jinyang entered the middle of the fifth grade yesterday."
"ha?"
"Zhang Yu is at the peak of the fourth grade."
"hehe……"
"Xie Lei is almost at the fourth level."
"oh."
"Dean Tang is about to enter the Grandmaster realm."
"What does it have to do with me!"
Qin Fengqing gritted her teeth, what do you think this has to do with me!
Fang Ping didn't care what he said and continued: "Even Chen Haoran has reached the peak of the fourth rank."
"How is that possible!"
Qin Feng’s green teeth are almost broken. You lied to me, for sure!
Chen Haoran from Jingnan only entered the fourth-grade high tier in December. How could he reach the fourth-grade peak so quickly? What nonsense!
Think about him, in order to enter the peak of the fourth level, but he was hunted down in the cave with no way to go.
Fang Ping chuckled and said, "My grandpa is almost at the eighth level. Seeing that his grandson can't keep up, the energy stone that is as big as a person's head is used as food."
"impossible!"
Qin Fengqing felt that this was not true. No matter how rich Chen Yaoting was, he would not waste it like this.
Fang Ping struck: "However, this is all true. If you don't believe it, ask Principal Huang or Qin Fengqing to recognize the reality. You are a senior student and only at the peak of the fourth grade. Do you really think you are awesome?"
"I didn't even ask about Jingwu, but I heard that Han Xu entered the fourth level a few years ago. That little guy Ling Yiyi has already entered the high level of the fourth level. Also, Li Tietou is not now
It’s probably about the middle level of fifth grade.”
"Qin Fengqing, Qin Fengqing, your heart is as high as the sky, and your life is as thin as paper. I don't understand. You are a senior student and a fourth-level student. What can you be proud of?"
"I won't talk about those from other schools, let's talk about the sophomores from our school, Chen Yunxi, Zhao Lei, and Fu Changding. They are almost entering the fourth grade, and they are only sophomores! By the time they are juniors, they may be fifth grade, or seniors.
...Forget it, I don’t want to hit you anymore.”
Fang Ping shook his head. He said he didn't want to hit, but he continued to hit: "As for me, I am now at the peak of the fifth level. The principal and others suggested that I don't break through to the sixth level. In fact, I am not in a hurry. I will spend half a year.
, stabilize it, and go directly to the eighth level, I probably haven’t graduated yet at that time.”
"And you, a student who is about to graduate, are twice as far away from me as me! Your martial arts level is twice as high. At that time, if I blow you to death in one breath, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
"..."
Qin Fengqing's expression changed again and again, and she suddenly looked at Huang Jing.
Huang Jing stroked his forehead and saw that he looked a little dumbfounded. He said helplessly: "He has reached the peak of the fifth rank."
Qin Fengqing's face changed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "He...is he really the first in the fifth rank?"
Fang Ping answered: "I forgot to mention that when I killed the peak of the sixth grade, I was only in the middle of the fifth grade."
Qin Fengqing looked at Huang Jing again, and Huang Jing nodded slightly.
"how so……"
Qin Fengqing murmured, How many days have I been back?
Why has everything changed!
Not so!
Is my timeline wrong?
In fact, I didn’t go back for a few days, but I was isolated from the world for several years?
At this moment, how could Qin Fengqing still remember the bald head thing!
If you can become stronger by becoming bald, I will do it!
He never cares about this, as long as he becomes stronger, no matter what!
Fang Ping seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and smiled lightly: "Do you know why I shaved my head?"
"ah?"
"Shake your will!"
Fang Ping's eyes were firm and he said coldly: "Now, the catacombs are fully invaded, killing my compatriots and disturbing our mountains and rivers! How can we, warriors, sit back and watch! Our strength is still low, but we are also bloody, and the catacombs are in trouble.
, What's the point of having hair? If you shave off this troublesome hair, it will be easier to wear a hood next time you go into the cave."
"Also, is it troublesome to have to waste time washing your hair every day if you keep your hair? How can a warrior have so much time to waste? We haven't reached a high level, but we can't be dust-free."
"Shaving your hair is convenient and simple. You become uglier and you can harm less innocent girls! You said it yourself, if you shave your head completely, will that tigress from Shanghai Women's College continue to pester you?"
"Now that you have medium-long hair and act like an artistic young man, don't you know that this will attract the attention of these female warriors?"
"If you have medium-long hair and dig a hole in a cave, you have to worry about whether your hair will get dirty. Maybe your life will be lost because of this worry!"
"There are still people who laugh at me for shaving my head. They are all ignorant people who don't know how critical the situation is! Are you, Qin Fengqing, also such an ignorant person?"
Fang Ping chattered for a while, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, I am me, you are you, you are a fourth-level warrior, there is no need to think about this. You people can get married and have children in peace at home, and continue the family lineage for us humans.
Just fine.
Maybe, the future still lies with you, just leave the frontline matters to us."
Qin Fengqing's expression changed again and again, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You call me, Qin Fengqing, a coward?"
"I didn't mean that."
"That's what you meant!"
Fang Ping shook his head and said: "I really don't mean that, but your strength is indeed lagging behind. I'm just stating a fact. Even I feel like an ant now. Are you, a fourth-grade warrior, more useful than me?"
"Is it your ambition to shave your hair?"
Qin Fengqing gritted her teeth while Fang Ping looked forward to it. Hurry, hurry up and shave your hair!
Seeing that this guy was still a little bit hot, Fang Ping suddenly whispered: "Long hair actually wastes energy and blood, and there is a lot of it. I never cared about it before, but after shaving my head, I realized that it really wastes a lot of it."
"By the way, do you know why the hair on the eighth-grade gold body fell off when forging the golden body? The pores on the whole body are closed. When you reach the fourth grade, you should have noticed that our sweat pores have begun to shrink.
What I want to do now is to actively close the pores in my hair. Look at me, is my bald head different from others?"
Fang Ping suddenly took off his hat, stretched his head over, and whispered: "In the past few days, I have drained out all the hair piles and completely sealed the pores!"
Qin Fengqing stared at his head for a while, and wanted to reach out and touch it. Fang Ping suddenly retracted his head, put on his hat, and said with a smile: "Why, don't move your hands or feet. This process is actually very painful. Maybe
My hair won’t be able to grow in the future, but for the sake of strength, what does this mean?”
"There are really no hair piles left..."
Qin Fengqing murmured, Fang Ping actually did this for the sake of strength.
This kid can't afford to start early if there is no benefit. If there is no benefit, would he do such a thing?
"Seal the pores all over the body? The sixth level is to seal the triple burner, the eighth level is to transform into a golden body...it's all about sealing!"
"Block all channels for energy leakage..."
Qin Fengqing babbled, so it turns out that the middle-level realm can work in this direction?
On the side, the pale golden light on Fang Ping's body flashed away, and a golden light flashed on his head.
"With the pores closed, the semi-gold body can be condensed faster. Unfortunately, I told some people that these guys are actually unwilling to shave their heads just to look good. It doesn't matter, everyone has a love for beauty. In the eyes of some people
, hair is more important than cultivation, what else can I say."
Fang Ping shook his head and smiled: "Actually, it only has a small improvement effect, so it doesn't matter."
"How much is a little bit?" Qin Fengqing asked hurriedly.
"Not much. The pores in the hair are closed, and the cultivation speed increases by about 1%, which is very weak."
"1%!"
Qin Fengqing suddenly stopped asking and turned around to leave.
Fang Ping quickly asked: "Where are you going?"
"You take care of me!"
"Don't shave your head. It's better to directly shake out the qi and blood. Even the hair stubble will be shaken out! Then seal the pores. Also, it's best to shake out all the hair on the body and seal the pores all over the body!"
"all?"
"It's best to do that, of course, it depends on personal preference."
"Oh...I don't believe you!"
Qin Fengqing cursed and said she didn't believe it, but she ran very fast.
As soon as he left, Huang Jing looked at Fang Ping speechlessly, and after a while he said, "Hearing what you said makes me want to shave my head."
Fang Ping smiled and said: "I didn't lie to him, principal. Closing pores is conducive to blocking energy. Am I right?"
Huang Jing had a headache and said angrily: "What's that little time? Stop talking about these useless things!"
Do you think I am Qin Fengqing?
No matter how many pores there are, if they are expanded to their maximum size, even one or two calories of blood loss per day will be enough to suffocate them.
According to Fang Ping, just plug up all the holes in your body.
One or two calories of energy and blood, at their level, can be sucked back with just one breath.
This kid Fang Ping just deceives honest people.
That idiot Qin Fengqing was punched by Fang Ping, and then he completely forgot about it, even his original intention. Huang Jing suspected that this kid went back to plucking his hair now.
When thinking of this scene, Huang Jing felt a little sad for Qin Fengqing. Are you stupid? Do you believe Fang Ping's words? Haven't you suffered enough?
Fang Ping didn't care what he thought, he smiled and said: "Principal, then I will go to the pressure room and input some power of heaven and earth. In addition, I have to practice in the past few days. You are the only grandmaster in the school who is quite free now. In a few days
God, help me kill a monster, can you?"
Huang Jing glared at him, looking down on me or something?
However, after thinking about it, Huang Jing still said cautiously: "Don't act recklessly. High-grade monsters are extremely powerful. How can they be so easy to kill? Let's plan carefully."
Fang Ping said with a smile: "I know, kill a monster and get a magic weapon, but you and Mr. Liu don't have it. Look for an opportunity later, kill the Cunning King Lin's Cunning, then you can make a fortune
Now, I think I can make several..."
Huang Jing rolled his eyes. It was an eighth-grade golden-bodied monster. Normal eighth-grade monsters couldn't kill it, so they had to be careful about being killed by it.
What Fang Ping said was simple, not to mention that Cunning King Lin is very close to Tianmen City and Yaokui City. Once a war breaks out, be careful of being attacked by both sides.
"Besides, I'm warning you, I'm not as lucky as Li Changsheng. I always feel a little uneasy when I go down to the cave with you."
Huang Jing, a seventh-grade expert, felt that something was not right at this moment. Based on Fang Ping's previous experiences in the cave, he felt that it was really necessary to weigh it carefully.
For the first time, I provoked the cunning of the eighth grade.
The second time, he provoked a seventh-grade powerhouse and Cunning.
The third time, I even provoked the ninth grade ones.
Each time it was more dangerous than the last, this time... Huang Jing felt that it was necessary to get Li Changsheng out. That guy's bones were harder than him and he was more resistant to beatings.
He felt that as a seventh-level person, he would be really vulnerable if he went with Fang Ping.
When Fang Ping left, Huang Jing suddenly felt a little sad. Why did he, a seventh-level powerhouse, not feel as nourished as the fourth- and fifth-level ones like them?