Chapter 464 Victory or defeat is irrelevant, don't care
The moment Fang Ping walked out.
Around the playground, a burst of shouts resounded throughout Mowu!
"The president is invincible!"
"Invincible!"
"..."
There were roars and noisy sounds. These people were fighting in the Magic Martial Arts School. Although there was no external notification, the fight was very loud. At this moment, countless students had already gathered outside the venue.
When I saw Fang Ping walking out...
Regardless of whether he meant it sincerely or was trying to flatter him, what if he shouted first and then said it later? Otherwise, what if the president knew they were here and didn't cheer him up, so he would turn back and deduct the credits?
Fang Ping nodded slightly and said loudly: "Classmates, this is just for discussion, don't make any noise or let the senior brothers underestimate me, Mo Wu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell into silence.
Fang Ping's power is evident.
As Fang Ping said this, he was thinking about whether he should give out some benefits later.
Look, what does everyone expect?
Look, what does prestige mean?
Do guys like Qin Fengqing get this kind of treatment when they play?
Opposite him, Zheng Nanqi looked solemn.
If nothing else, let’s just talk about this popularity... the number one person in Wuhan University really deserves his reputation!
It is obviously impossible for Fang Ping to gain such a prestigious reputation if he has poor strength.
On Wuhan University's side, four people appeared, all of whom were extremely strong... The bald one was weaker and was the only one who lost.
And it gets stronger the further back it goes, Fang Ping holds the battle, and his strength is probably stronger than expected.
Zheng Nanqi's face was solemn, while Fang Ping said with a relaxed smile: "Senior Brother Zheng, get on the ring. I already said yesterday that I will go all out, and I hope that Senior Brother Zheng will not hold back."
"nature!"
Fang Ping was carefree and composed, gently stroking the sword on his waist, and chuckled: "If that's the case, then I will use the sword!"
On the rostrum, Old Man Li suddenly coughed and said: "Fang Ping, they are guests, don't use the Ping Luan Dao."
After hearing this, Fang Ping thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then..."
Zheng Nanqi felt that he was insulted, his expression changed instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior brother Fang, since you said you will go all out, then don't do this!"
Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, but he quickly said: "Well, I really want to do this, but it would be disrespectful to martial arts, so let's get started!"
…
In the audience, Fang Ping started talking.
Rest area.
Qin Fengqing suddenly sighed: "It's over."
Everyone looked at him, and even Li Fei didn't care to stare at Li Hansong who had just arrived, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Qin Fengqing sighed again and looked around. On the side, Su Zisu was very sensible and hurriedly took out a few energy fruits and handed them over.
In these battles, Qin Fengqing has been helping analyze the battles, including introducing other people.
However... the big bald man has a bad hobby. He stutters when he doesn't eat. Only when he eats can he speak without stammering.
Qin Fengqing swallowed it in one gulp, and then quickly said: "Fang Ping's sword skills are not very good, don't look at me like that, I'm serious, his sword skills are not as good as mine. But he is very strong, and he learned the art of raising swords from Dean Li
, once defeated Li Tietou with one sword!
I almost killed him with one knife, both sides were of the same rank!
In other words, you might be able to kill Li Tietou now. Brother Li, you just fought against Tietou, so you know his strength.
Last time Fang Ping only kept his sword for a month. Let me calculate...this time he didn't draw his sword since New Year's Eve.
It’s been over a month!”
Qin Fengqing said, continued to eat the fruit, and added again: "At that time, the fourth grade, now at the peak of the fifth grade, with his current energy and blood... I don't know how strong the sword is."
Everyone frowned. Li Fei looked at Li Hansong, who was covered in blood. Li Hansong coughed dryly and said, "That was before. Now he may not be able to defeat me with one blow."
The phrase "You may not be able to defeat me with one blow" means that this guy is not confident about whether he can withstand a blow.
Li Fei knows how difficult this guy is!
Doesn't this mean...
Thinking of this, Li Fei hurriedly looked down.
…
On the playground, the wind was surging.
The moment Fang Ping held up the knife, Zheng Nanqi's expression was extremely solemn!
Fang Ping, who was in the first stage of the fifth rank, once killed a warrior in the first rank of the sixth rank with one strike in a sneak attack.
After the Golden Bone was resurrected, he once beheaded a middle-level sixth-grade man.
Now, he has reached the peak of the fifth level, and his golden bones and semi-golden body have been tempered over the past few days.
The highest intensity of his energy and blood that day was 4800 calories, but today it was 5999 calories.
Increased energy and blood by more than a thousand calories!
Compared to the exchange competition, Fang Ping's energy and blood had increased a lot.
At this moment, Fang Ping just held the knife, but the atmosphere was already extremely depressing.
On the rostrum, Li Mo's expression changed again and again!
Zheng Nanqi, is he an idiot?
Still giving the opponent time to gather momentum!
In his eyes, at this moment, this boy named Fang Ping is opening the golden bone!
Yes, golden bones.
That's not all. In the opponent's hand, the power of heaven and earth poured into the sword. The sword on Fang Ping's waist began to tremble in the void.
At this time, the game has begun.
What Zheng Nanqi has to do at this moment is to interrupt the opponent's momentum, instead of just watching!
"idiot!"
"Do you think this is a competition among your own family members?"
"Are you still waiting for the opponent to finish gathering momentum before taking action?"
"..."
Li Mo, an eighth-grade expert, could have been extremely calm.
But I was really angry today. The previous battles were extremely embarrassing, but this battle...maybe even more embarrassing!
Zheng Nanqi is very energetic in martial arts. Because he is a high-ranking sixth-level disciple, he knows that Fang Ping is building momentum, but he always gives him time.
At this moment, the playground was turbulent. In terms of momentum alone, Zheng Nanqi was at a disadvantage even before the fight started.
Li Mo was cursing in his heart, and Old Man Li was speechless as he said: "Fang Ping could have accumulated his energy a long time ago, but he waited until the game started...just to make it fairer, but he didn't expect...ahem..."
Old Man Li saw that this old man with the same surname had the urge to get angry, so he stopped attacking him.
Your boy from Star City is really a bit stupid.
After thinking about it, Old Man Li suddenly said: "Do you have a TV over there that you can watch? Has he watched too many martial arts dramas..."
"Shut up!"
The one who scolded him was not Li Mo, but Minister Wang!
Is Li Changsheng looking for a fight?
Hey... Hey, Zheng Nanqi is still a child and he upholds the spirit of martial arts. There is absolutely no problem in waiting for his opponent to gather his strength.
Minister Wang comforted him in his heart, and looked at Zheng Nanqi again...forget it, I'm afraid your boy's life will be cut off.
Fang Ping has almost gathered 30 liters of the power of heaven and earth. If you don't interrupt, he will chop you to death with one strike. I will have to take action later.
Minister Wang watched silently...it was around 35 Lun.
About 40 pounds!
Boy, if you don't interrupt, I will stop him before he can take action.
45 pounds... Fang Ping, you’ve had enough!
Your body's endurance is almost the same. At least you can save some face. Do you really want to kill him with a knife?
Although the gap between Fang Ping's 45 Lun of Heaven and Earth Power and those of powerful men like them is not small, it is still the same in essence. The difference is only in the person who uses it.
Once it reaches 50 Lun, you can be sure to kill the opponent with one strike.
Minister Wang was still calculating silently. In the audience, Fang Ping was a little embarrassed.
Zheng Nanqi... so innocent!
Should I defeat you with one blow, or should I defeat you with one blow?
If you interrupt me earlier, I'll fight with you for a while.
Fang Ping didn't build up his strength early. In fact, he was still a little careless. The power of heaven and earth he gathered was not enough. Zheng Nanqi also had magic weapons in his hands, and he couldn't be killed with one knife.
But now... Fang Ping even wanted to stop.
The game has started, and this guy actually keeps looking at him!
He didn't hide the energy fluctuations!
So obvious!
Feeling a slight swelling in his arm, Fang Ping took the initiative to stop and slashed out with 45 Lun. Can Comrade Zheng take the next step?
Zheng Nanqi is not really innocent anymore.
The moment Fang Ping stopped, Zheng Nanqi suddenly moved, leaving afterimages in the air. The next moment, an extremely dazzling light burst out from Zheng Nanqi's fist!
He uses magic weapon gloves!
Fang Ping’s eyes were sharp!
Just this, this glove, for the big lion!
The bloody fists of the big lion are also famous throughout the country under the magic weapon.
Before, Fang Ping was still thinking about what to do if the magic weapons didn't match, but now it seems... it shouldn't be a big problem for the big lion to use these gloves.
"Destroy the God with one strike!"
Just as Zheng Nanqi punched him, Fang Ping drew his sword!
boom!
As soon as the knife was pulled out, the surrounding land was instantly lifted up and dust flew into the air.
A pillar of light rising into the sky instantly.
Around the playground, some low-quality students fell back continuously, and they continued to fall back after being hit by the energy aftermath.
On the rostrum, Li Mo was ready to make a move and was ready for rescue at any time.
"boom!"
First, a dazzling light came out, and a moment later, along with the sound, a figure flew out upside down.
Amidst the flying dust, Fang Ping unsheathed his sword and stood up in the air. The dust around him fell to his side and fell instantly, restoring calm.
In the distance, Zheng Nanqi landed on the ground and continued to retreat, retreating for hundreds of meters. The ground was stepped on and spread with cracks. The barbed wire fence outside the playground was directly hit and flew hundreds of meters away.
Zheng Nanqi dragged his legs, and finally made a drag mark dozens of meters long.
Until the moment he stopped, Zheng Nanqi's face instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Looking up at Fang Ping who had fallen in front of him, Zheng Nanqi turned pale and murmured: "The number one person in Wuhan University..."
Is this the strength of the number one person in Wuhan University?
Is this the Wuhan student who feels nothing is wrong with him?
Defeated with one sword!
In today's five battles, no matter how badly others fought or how embarrassing they were, it wasn't really that bad.
Jiang Chao's injury was minor, while Qin Fengqing's injury was serious.
Yao Chengjun barely managed to fight off Jiang Xiyan, and suffered numerous injuries.
Wang Jinyang and Li Hansong both fought to a draw with difficulty, but they are not really stronger than them.
But against Fang Ping, he didn't even take a single blow!
That sword blow just now... Fang Ping seemed to have retained his strength later. He could feel the difference in explosive power when the sword was drawn and the moment when the sword and fist intersected.
Opposite me, Fang Ping looked apologetic, bowed slightly and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, as the current number one warrior among Wushu University students, I cannot lose. Mowu...can't afford to lose either, I'm sorry."
Zheng Nanqi's face was filled with bitterness and he hesitated to speak.
Fang Ping didn't say anything. He stepped forward to give him a hand and chuckled, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second. We won't go home until we're drunk today!"
As he said this, Fang Ping glanced at the gloves from the corner of his eye.
I'll go, the magic weapon is great!
When this knife strikes, the glove is still a glove, leaving no trace at all, amazing!
Fortunately it wasn't broken into pieces, otherwise the glove would have been gone.
…
On the field, Fang Ping defeated Zheng Nanqi with one blow.
On the field, Qin Fengqing swallowed an energy fruit in one gulp again, touched her stomach, and couldn't eat anymore!
If you eat any more, you won’t be able to digest the energy.
Seeing that Li Fei and the others seemed to be unable to bear the excitement, Qin Fengqing pretended to whisper: "Fang Ping actually held back, at least half of his strength. You...hey, he probably didn't expect...Old Zheng's strength.
It’s so bad.”
Qin Fengqing shook her head with a helpless expression, patted Jiang Chao on the side, and sighed: "Fat man, I really don't want to attack you. If you come on stage, he will chop you to death with half a sword.
I said before that he would beat ten of you one by one, but you didn’t believe it..."
Li Fei looked slightly ugly and said: "He has been accumulating power for a long time..."
Qin Fengqing sighed again and said: "He deliberately let off steam. He wanted Lao Zheng to interrupt him and save some face for you. Otherwise, it would have taken him so long to accumulate power?
Who knows... No one else has your practical experience.
If you just watch him like this, then you won’t explode even if you don’t watch him?
If I had known this... I should have kept adding more water."
"Qin Fengqing!"
Wang Jinyang shouted low and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Qin Fengqing understood and laughed dryly: "Don't tell Lao Zheng later. If you know, he will be hit to death. Don't talk about this. Now it seems that Lao Zheng is not injured. Fang Ping is so ready.
It took a long time before I managed to fight him off, and he probably felt better."
The others didn't say anything. Jiang Chao wiped away the non-existent sweat and cursed: "He's so cruel! This guy... didn't he say yesterday that the sixth-grade peak he killed was injured?"
Qin Fengqing said speechlessly: "Even if he is injured... he was only in the middle of the fifth level at that time. Now he is at the peak and his strength has increased a lot. What do you think?"
Jiang Chao looked depressed and complained: "I think he is a quite amiable guy, why is he so violent?"
"Friendly..."
Qin Fengqing wanted to scold her, but considering that if she did, she would probably be beaten to death by Fang Ping, so she smiled and said: "He is the president of Mowu's martial arts club, so he is naturally friendly to guests.
But warriors, once they fight, they will naturally become more crazy."
"Didn't he just go down into the cave four times?"
"Yes, but when he goes down to the cave, he usually fights against high-level strong men, so he is relatively stronger."
"..."
Several people shut up one after another. After a long while, Li Fei said in a low voice: "It seems that we are sitting in a well and looking at the sky."
Originally, if they lost, it would be difficult for them to accept it.
But today, from the beginning to now, I have never had an easy time.
After several battles, they all considered the consequences of losing.
In addition, the opponents have also come over, and they are not very arrogant or rampant. After chatting with them until now, several people feel a lot better.
At this moment, Zheng Nanqi, who was hit the hardest, was walking and chatting with Fang Ping. He seemed to be in a good mood. Thinking of this, they felt a little better.
I feel a little better... But when I think of the five magic weapons!
The next moment, the expressions of several people completely changed.
Really losing five magic weapons would cost lives!
…
In the field.
As Fang Ping walked, he smiled and said: "Actually, I am just preparing a sword. Besides... I am not afraid of Senior Brother Zheng's jokes if I say it, because I am the signature of Wuhan University, so Mowu consumes countless resources on me.
He helped me forge the golden bones in advance, so my strength is said to be at the peak of the fifth grade. In fact, the teacher said before that I am already comparable to the high level of the sixth grade.
The reason why I stayed at level 5 was to continue polishing for a while.
You and I are competing at the same level, not to mention that I have the home field advantage. Senior Brother Zheng is a gentleman, but I am a little petty. I have been building momentum for so long and deliberately took advantage of Senior Brother..."
"Golden Bones?"
Zheng Nanqi murmured, and then said bitterly: "Even if I'm at the same level... I was still defeated by you with a single blow."
Fang Ping lowered his voice again and whispered: "Senior Brother Zheng, believe it or not, I have no energy left and my blood is drained. If I continue to fight, I will be exposed.
But the students of Mowu are all here...Senior Brother Zheng, how about you save some face for me?"
Zheng Nanqi shook his head and said: "If you lose, you lose. I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. It's just...somewhat unpleasant."
However, Zheng Nanqi felt much better when he saw Fang Ping's face turned pale and he quietly vomited blood away from everyone.
Sure enough, he had no energy left.
If he really wanted to continue fighting, he was not seriously injured, and Fang Ping might not be his opponent.
But Fang Ping had reserved his strength before and didn't attack with all his strength. In addition, Minister Wang had just announced the winner, so fighting again would be a bit bullying.
As for losing... half a magic weapon, Zheng Nanqi can still afford to lose.
Just as he was thinking about it, Fang Ping said again: "If you don't mind, Senior Brother Zheng, I can also teach you this method of building momentum. The purpose of martial arts competition is this, not for the purpose of winning or losing.
We all strive for the same goal, and the purpose of our competition is to improve ourselves and find our shortcomings, what do you think, Senior Brother Zheng?"
"How to build momentum..."
Zheng Nanqi thought for a moment and said, "It seems that our Zhenxing City also has..."
Fang Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said: "Exchanging knowledge and knowledge is the foundation for the progress of martial arts. If Zhenxing City has one, Senior Brother Zheng can also use it to discuss it with us... Of course, if it is inconvenient, forget it.
.
You can take a look at my Mowu’s tactics room at will."
Fang Ping said, and then added: "Including some secret techniques and secret techniques, although Mowu was only established 61 years ago, there have been more than ten grandmasters in these years. Senior Brother Zheng also knows how difficult it is for us people to practice.
The strong men who can reach the master level are all stunning and beautiful. The fighting methods they created are not something I, Fang Ping, can boast about, and they will never be too weak!"
Zheng Nanqi was a little moved, but also a little embarrassed.
Mowu actually opened the warfare room to them. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?
As for the competition... he didn't care too much at this time.
Fang Ping is right. The purpose of competition is to improve oneself. Being too obsessed with winning or losing will defeat the original intention.
Although he failed this time, he could use half a magic weapon in exchange for some secret techniques and tactics. If he could absorb some experience and reach the peak of the sixth level, the rest would be nothing, just an external possession.
"Junior Brother Fang...isn't this a little bad?"
"What did Senior Brother Zheng say? If your ancestors hadn't protected me as a human being, would we be where we are now? It's just a little fighting technique, it's nothing."
"Then... then I would like to thank Junior Brother Fang for everyone!"
"..."
When they said this, the two of them had already arrived at the rest area.
By chance, I heard Zheng Nanqi thanking Fang Ping.
Qin Fengqing looked dull. Is this fool really that easy to fool?
He was defeated by someone with a knife, but he still thanked him!
I lost five magic weapons!
Anyone else would have wanted to kill Fang Ping, but he actually said thank you with such a cold face!
What did he think?
Not only Qin Fengqing was confused, but everyone else was also confused.
On the rostrum, Li Mo looked helpless. After a while, he said: "Thank you all for your generosity, Mowu... But forget about the tactics..."
Old Man Li shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with you. We in Mowu teach and educate people and create combat methods for the sake of the world's talents.
Zhenxing City may have more and better tactics than us, but there is no harm in having more experience. The tactics room will definitely be open to them.
Not only the warfare room, but also the realm of Mowu, they can go anywhere, the coercion room, the power of heaven and earth repair room... no obstacles will be set up for them."
After Old Man Li finished speaking, he chuckled and said: "Wu Da has no sectarian views and is open to all rivers. This is how the world spreads martial arts!"
After saying these words, Li Mo became even more bitter.
You must give us benefits!
The key is, I really don’t want to accept it.
Take it... Do you want my town, Star City, to be open to you?
Not being open... That's just being petty and selfish. In the face of human crisis, you still hide your selfish interests...
But there are some things that really cannot be opened to the public.
Thinking of this, Li Mo sighed and said, let's talk about it later, at worst, I could just give Mowu some less important information and tactics, just as a return of favor.
The key is... you lost five magic weapons and still feel like you owe Mowu a favor, what the hell!
Li Mo felt extremely uncomfortable. It would be better not to come to Mowu this time.
On the other side, Minister Wang said nothing. Mowu is a chain of links. If your people don't leave, the next time Zhenxing City will become Mowu.