There are thousands of mentors, all of whom have achieved the middle level.
This is an unimaginable achievement!
The crowd cheered one after another.
Fang Ping, on the other hand, was also smiling.
Mowu's ability to grow to this point is not due to his personal contribution.
But Fang Ping will not deny his efforts and contributions!
Seeing the strength of these mentors grow...it feels like my own children have grown up.
Although many of these "children" can be his grandparents, but...who cares about age!
…
Off the field, the hustle and bustle continued.
Fang Ping coughed lightly and said, "Teachers, please be patient. The teacher has entered the middle-grade era. This is a happy event and deserves celebration. But..."
The instructor fell silent instantly.
In fact, everyone was prepared before this meeting was held.
In the crowd, Luo Yichuan said in a deep voice: "Are we going to launch a decisive battle with Tianmen City? If so, then I have no objection! Fight!"
"Fight!"
"We have to fight! A bloody feud! There is no teacher, classmate, student or family member here who has died at the hands of everyone in Tianmen City!"
"It's not that easy for the executioner to leave!"
"I heard that they want to evacuate to the back of Yaokui City to recuperate and recuperate. We can't tolerate it!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
First there were discussions, and later, there was a chorus of shouting!
"war!"
The crowd is enthusiastic and courageous!
If it is mentioned among students, it may not resonate with everyone.
But most of these thousands of mentors have been fighting in the caves for decades, especially in Tianmen City. They have a blood feud with each other that they can't let go of!
Everyone in Mowu also had their hands stained with the blood of everyone in Tianmen City.
Similarly, Tianmen City killed countless people, and their hands were stained with the blood of relatives and friends present.
This hatred is hard to eliminate!
"Wuda does not shy away from war, nor is it timid to fight. When it comes to war, it will fight!"
The old man Xu Gecheng yelled: "Mentors who don't want to fight, don't have to fight! Don't force it! But we old bones will definitely fight!
In my life, I have accepted 32 students, and 23 of them died at the hands of Tianmen City!
My good friend and my wife died in the hands of everyone in Tianmen City!
A sea of blood feud, I thought I would live with regrets in this life and die on the bed of old!
Now, since I have the opportunity, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of their flesh and blood to comfort the spirits of those who died in the battle!"
"We can't let the executioner just go away! Fight!"
"..."
Fang Ping didn't say anything. These excited instructors were all filled with enthusiasm and fighting spirit!
Even some young mentors clenched their fists at this moment, shouting and wanting to fight!
In the past 60 years, in the Magic City, apart from the military department, it is the Magic City that has killed the most warriors in the war.
The military headquarters is made up of military warriors, and they are often mobilized for defense. Except for the group currently stationed, the military warriors who died in the previous battle and their comrades may not be still in the magic city now.
But Mowu is different!
Almost all of Mowu’s mentors have their roots in Mowu. In terms of hatred, no one hates Tianmen City more than Mowu!
Below, even Qin Fengqing, who was usually too lazy to get involved in such things, was blushing at the moment and shouted: "Those who don't want to fight can just stay in the school, and those who are willing to fight, then go to the caves!
They are all warriors, how can there be so much nonsense!"
As soon as he said this, many people looked at him.
This kid, who has just become a mentor, dares to underestimate them?
Someone hummed: "You kid, it's better not to go, don't follow in your father's footsteps, and leave a legacy for your old Qin family!"
"I……"
"What am I? When your father was alive, I tried to persuade him. Otherwise, how dare you still yell at me without you?"
Qin Fengqing looked embarrassed!
What does it mean?
My father gave birth to me, or was it you who persuaded me?
Well, it's quite possible.
He knew the man who spoke, he was also a warrior of the old principal's generation, he was very old.
I have persuaded him, the probability is not low.
…
On stage.
Fang Ping saw this scene and looked at Wu Kuishan and everyone. Wu Kuishan said slowly: "In that case, let's vote now! Warriors should follow their own hearts and don't be interfered by others.
To fight or not to fight, everyone has their own ideas.
Looking at the overall situation, going to war now may not be beneficial to Mowu. Being unwilling to go to war does not mean cowardice or daring not to fight.
I, the teacher and student of Mowu, are not cowards!
This decisive battle is a bit hasty and abrupt because of the evacuation of Tianmen City. Otherwise, we can continue to wait!
We want revenge and are not in a hurry.
But now, we can't wait any longer, so we have this meeting...
Everyone, let’s vote, if you agree to fight, raise your hands!”
"Crash..."
The simultaneous movements of raising hands brought a gust of wind.
1,033 people, except for Fang Ping and the others, there were nearly a thousand people raising their hands at this moment!
Some people did not raise their hands, but the number was very small.
Warriors have a firm will and are rarely affected by others. At this moment, among the people who did not raise their hands, someone slowly said: "I actually have no objection to going to fight.
But I think Mowu still needs to leave some foundation!
Among the mentors... at least two hundred people must be left for follow-up!
If the whole school goes out to fight, once... then my Mowu will be completely destroyed!
I even suggested leaving a grandmaster, Fang Ping... you are still young..."
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Teacher, I am very powerful. If I don't go out to fight, that won't work. But what you said makes sense. A group of people need to be left behind. Besides... among the high-ranking ones..."
Fang Ping looked around at the people. When Huang Jing saw Fang Ping looking at him, he shook his head with a smile and said, "If Gao Pin wants to stay, I can keep you. If you don't want to stay, then you can go. But..."
Huang Jing also glanced at the others, and finally settled on Chen Zhenhua, and said slowly: "Dean Chen, you can stay!"
"Principal Huang, I..."
"Your essence and blood are about to become one, and you have been in Mowu for a long time. You are very clear about everything about Mowu. In a few years, you should be able to enter the high-level realm. If you stay, our combat power will not suffer."
If you suffer too much loss, it can be regarded as leaving roots for Mowu."
Chen Zhenhua looked unwilling. Even though he was old, his face was still flushed at this moment!
After a long time, Chen Zhenhua said in a deep voice: "Okay! I'll stay!"
In the end, 120 of the thousands of mentors stayed.
There are young people, middle-aged people, and old people.
These people all looked unwilling, but they understood that staying behind...may be a heavier responsibility than going out to fight!
If Mowu suffers heavy losses in this battle, these people will be the foundation for Mowu to rise again.
…
Determine who will go to fight and who will stay behind.
Fang Ping suddenly laughed and said: "Since we are asking everyone to fight, we will not fight an unprepared battle!"
"Heavy casualties are not my style, Fang Ping!"
"I hope everyone returns safely!"
"Of course, this is not something you just say casually. There are currently thousands of middle-grade warriors in Tianmen City, and nearly ten thousand low-grade warriors!"
"The warriors are fighting, and accidents are everywhere. How can it really be as I wish, without any injuries, and all of them come back alive..."
As he finished speaking, a large number of energy crystals suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Fang Ping!
Everyone looked at him strangely. The energy of this thing was exhausted. What was it for?
The next moment, something even more surprising happened!
Fang Ping suddenly punched himself, causing blood to spurt from his mouth, and his golden body bursting after beating him!
"Fang Ping!"
Wu Kuishan was shocked, what is this kid... going to do?
Soon, everyone understood it!
A large amount of immortal matter suddenly poured out of Fang Ping's body!
Fang Ping shouted low, and these immortal substances poured into the blank energy crystals one after another.
Fang Ping, on the other hand, is still creating his own.
"Resurrection Warrior..."
Wu Kuishan looks complicated!
Fang Ping actually chose to create his own, producing immortal matter and integrating it into energy crystals. Is this... a last resort for everyone?
However, Wu Kuishan was soon shocked!
Fang Ping's immortal matter is getting more and more, more and more... Fang Ping himself is constantly creating himself.
When a resurrected warrior is injured, immortal matter will be produced. Many people now know this.
The immortal material that can resurrect a warrior is also limited.
According to information obtained by a fat man in Zhenxing City, the immortal matter of a resurrected warrior is actually only about half of that of an ordinary eighth-grade man.
When it is exhausted, it is actually gone.
And now...how much has Fang Ping released?
There seems to be no unit of measurement for immortal matter, and no one has counted it.
But the eighth- and ninth-grade warriors still know what they are doing.
The immortal matter released by Fang Ping has now exceeded the immortal matter of a ninth-level warrior!
No, there is more than one ninth grade...
"The pinnacle..."
"Could it be..."
At this moment, the expressions of several masters changed again and again!
Was this person, before his resurrection, a powerful man at the peak of his powers?
But even under normal circumstances, it would be difficult to preserve so much immortal matter.
What kind of strength did Fang Ping have before he was alive?
…
Off stage.
Qin Fengqing also looked dull.
Is this guy... really at the top of his game?
Otherwise, where would so much immortal matter come from?
He actually didn't quite believe some of what Fang Ping said before.
But at this moment, Qin Fengqing felt that she was about to fall.
"Above the top..."
If it weren't for the resurrection of such a strong man, where would so much immortal matter come from? With Fang Ping's temperament, he would definitely not waste everything, which means that he actually still has a lot.
On the side, Li Hansong also looked excited and worried.
The exciting thing is that everything Fang Ping is doing now proves everything he said. He is really a strong man above the peak.
At least he can't do this!
Even if he beat himself to death, he still wouldn't be able to do it, and he wouldn't be able to release so much immortal matter.
And Fang Ping did it!
The worry is, with such a large consumption, will it have a significant impact on Fang Ping?
The rapid progress of resurrected warriors actually has a lot to do with immortal matter.
They are recovering!
When they are injured, they can use immortal substances to heal their wounds, strengthen their bodies, strengthen their bones, and strengthen their mental power...
Normally, people like Lao Wang would also use self-created methods to revive immortal matter and strengthen their cultivation.
Fang Ping's rapid progress may also be related to these immortal substances.
Now, in order to leave a means of saving lives for everyone in Mowu... this... will the damage to Fang Ping be too great?
Will his future progress be affected?
After consuming the immortal material, can he still return to the strength of his previous life?
Li Hansong's face was full of worry.
The instructors in the audience also had complicated expressions at this time, and someone said in a deep voice: "Fang Ping, that's enough!"
"Stop it!"
"Even if we all die in the cave, none of us who is expected to be strong enough to be above the ninth level is more important!"
"Fang Ping, don't continue!"
"..."
At this moment, everyone's mood was really complicated to the extreme.
Originally, everyone had no objections when it came to going into battle, but because Fang Ping was determined to lead the battle, everyone felt that it was still inappropriate, and Wu Kuishan was more suitable.
But now... now Fang Ping has paid so much, for what?
Is he good?
With so much immortal matter in his body, he may soon be able to reach the eighth or ninth level!
Even if Tianmen City is really captured and those people are killed, what does it have to do with him?
Fang Ping doesn't have much hatred against Tianmen City. Even if he doesn't go to war, no one can say anything wrong.
But now...
Everyone’s mood is too complicated!
It's so complicated that even if you see those energy crystals turning golden yellow, you won't be excited at all.
That's a life-saving thing!
This kind of energy crystal filled with immortal matter is equivalent to an extra life when it suffers heavy damage.
Fang Ping said he didn't want them to die, and this was the greatest guarantee.
These energy crystals, given to an eighth-level powerhouse, may bring that eighth-level person one step closer.
And now...it's such a waste to actually give them some middle-grade warriors to save their lives!
So not worth it!
Fang Ping, who was on the stage, had already vomited three liters of blood and cursed secretly in his heart.
Acting is so tiring!
It hurts so much!
But this thing can't just appear for no reason.
Before, a small amount was fine, but too much would be too noticeable.
That's enough now. In front of the public, he, the resurrected warrior, severely injured himself and gave birth to immortal matter. This can only prove that he was an extremely strong man in his previous life and accumulated a lot of immortal matter.
"I really don't want to win people's hearts! I just want to make everything more normal. I can't do it without vomiting blood!"
"Hey, I beat myself so hard that my golden body almost exploded. Is it easy for me?"
"I'm not here to let you all survive. I'm... too soft-hearted."
Fang Ping was filled with emotions in his heart. I, Fang Ping, am really dedicated to Mowu. Who can understand my pain?
It is indeed painful!
Physical pain is nothing, but the key wealth is consumed a lot.
A wisp of immortal matter, 1000 points of wealth.
He has done experiments, and it takes at least 10 rays for a middle-level warrior to recover himself after suffering a serious injury.
That’s 10,000 points of wealth!
There are thousands of mid-level instructors in the field, and more than 900 people are participating in the battle.
There are students too!
There are about 400 middle-level students in the school.
Third-level students... should give some, at least 2,000 energy crystals filled with 10 strands of immortal matter.
That’s 20,000 rays, 20 million points of wealth value!
"The wealth I have accumulated so far is not worth much, and I spent so much all at once!"
Fang Ping felt extremely distressed, and his face became even more ugly and pale.
On the side, Huang Jing looked struggling and whispered: "That's it!"
Fang Ping is willing to invent himself just to save everyone's lives, which is admirable and touching.
But the fact that he created himself in this way probably has a great impact on him. On one side are the thousands of tutors and students in the school, on the other side is Fang Ping's future... In the long run, maybe Fang Ping's future is more important than the life and death of these people.
More important.
Now, after consuming so much immortal matter, what will Fang Ping do in the future?
Once you reach the eighth level, can you still improve quickly?
While Fang Ping continued to produce immortal matter, he smiled and said: "It's nothing, students are actually not good people. I treat others the way they treat me.
I entered Mowu when I was weak, and I will remember how the teachers treated me.
My first-level Qi and blood are infinitely restored, and no one asks me, no one looks for me, no one checks me...
Why, I know.
The first time I went down to the cave, the dean secretly protected me... Even though I lost myself, I kept this feeling in my heart.
On New Year's Eve, teachers traveled thousands of miles to come to the rescue overnight. This is love.
I caused a big trouble in the Demon City dungeon, but the principal stepped forward and said, "He took it all." I also remember this feeling.
People live their whole lives just to have peace of mind, so that you can be good to me and I can be good to you.
Students are capable of causing trouble, and if they cause trouble, some people will go to the unity of ten thousand ways...
What does mere immortal matter count?
If it’s gone, then fix it again!
No matter how important immortal matter is, it is not as important as life!
I hope that this time, everyone can return safely and can take further steps!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ping vomited blood again.
Acting... is so tiring!
Every time he doesn't want to act, but this damn reality forces him to act.
Immortal matter cannot explode so much for no reason.
…
On the side, Wu Kuishan was already stunned.
Fang Ping consumed 20 million points of wealth, and the immortal matter produced was truly unparalleled.
In other words, a strong person at the extreme peak level can only hold so much immortal matter. If converted into money, it would be 200 billion.
Of course, after they are consumed, they can be cultivated again.
Fang Ping, on the other hand, doesn't have this ability.
What he consumes is his foundation and his accumulation!
A person who was resurrected from the dead actually produced an immortal substance that was comparable to Jue Ding... In this way, Fang Ping's strength in his previous life might have been more than Jue Ding!
"How could..."
Wu Kuishan was extremely shocked. Could this kid be able to recover the strength he had in his previous life?
So what was his strength in his previous life?
Is there such a realm at the top of the mountain?
What is the level of the Two Kings of the Catacombs?
And it seems that Fang Ping is still alive, and this...Wu Kuishan is confused.
On the side, Lu Fengrou couldn't help but murmured: "What kind of student did I accept..."
In the past, no one knew that Fang Ping could create immortal matter.
Last time, Fang Ping also talked about the Gate of Life giving back.
But this time, in front of everyone, Fang Ping created his own creation and produced a large amount of immortal matter. His identity as a resurrected warrior was finally confirmed this time.
Not just a resurrected warrior!
Still the top powerhouse among them!
Compared with them, what are those resurrected warriors in Star City?
Their immortal matter, converted into square meters of wealth, is it 2 million points?
Although everyone is not too clear about it, they all know that there cannot be more than Fang Ping.
"The blessing of magic and martial arts!"
Ninth-grade Wu Kuishan said softly.
His own strength is nothing, what is rare is that Fang Ping actually selflessly contributed to everyone.
At this moment, the whole place was quiet.
Even Qin Fengqing, who had never believed in Fang Ping, scratched his head. Is Fang Ping really the Emperor of Heaven?
Well, he kinda... believed it!
ps: The update is late, I'm sorry again... I've been stuck lately... The weak period has arrived, please allow me to be soft for a few days, and I will definitely regain my strength!