Chapter 197

The teaching entrance is at the front door.

Fang Ping took charge of the pass and said loudly, "Yu Shanghua, Zhang Ziwei and Chen Pengfei, three senior brothers and sisters, can you come out and meet them?"

The crowd ready to disperse was a little noisy.

"What is this boy doing?"

"Nonsense, it's obvious. Either challenge to brush the ranking, or want everyone to support him and vote for him in the future."

"Yu Shanghua No. 3, Zhang Ziwei No. 5 and Chen Pengfei No. 8. Is he sure he's not looking for death?"

"That's not necessarily true. You can't do porcelain without diamond. After all, you're also the top 20 top martial artist. The winner is unknown."

“……”

Everyone whispered.

Soon, a man came out of the crowd, with a shovel hairstyle on both sides, looking a little rebellious.

The young man walked out of the crowd, looked at Fang Ping and said coldly, "I'm Yu Shanghua!"

Fang Ping was about to speak, and a woman came out next to him again. She had a standard melon seed face and long hair, which looked particularly capable.

The woman stepped out and said with a light smile, "Zhang Ziwei!"

"Chen Pengfei."

The last one was a big man. Chen Pengfei stepped out and said with a smile: "brother Fang, what can I do for you?"

Seeing that all three of them appeared, Fang Ping smiled and said, "don't get me wrong, senior brothers and sisters. I just looked at it. The three together, the total number of votes is 32.

Don't look, I know the three are not ordinary people.

But all of you are sophomores and juniors. I don't think you lack this credit, so I hope you can support us newcomers

Freshmen are not easy... "

Yu Shanghua directly interrupted: "needless to say, if you want to get credit, we also want to.

We were still discussing whether to talk about it.

Since you took the initiative to find it, it's simple. If you lose, my friends and I will vote for you in the future.

Win, you freshmen, vote for me, that's it! "

Then he said, "can you decide for them?"

Fang Ping glanced at Fu Changding. Fu Changding smiled and said, "I don't mind. It's the same for everyone."

The others also nodded slightly. Fang Ping was the strongest freshman. If he lost, the others would have no chance. It's the same.

Fang Ping smiled and said, "OK, I agree."

Then he turned to look at the other two humanitarians: "what's your opinion?"

Chen Pengfei hugged his arm and said carelessly, "if you win Yu Shanghua, I can vote for you. It's not a big deal.

But if you lose, if you invest in Shanghua, it won't do us any good. In this case, if you lose, just give me 30 credits. How about? "

Obviously, Chen Pengfei felt that he didn't have to fight. Fang Ping won Yu Shanghua, and he was not Fang Ping's opponent.

Lost to Yu Shanghua, the tickets are gone. It doesn't make much sense to play.

"30 credits?" Fang Ping said with a smile, "yes, but elder martial brother Chen can't do it alone. I won. How about you get at least ten votes for me?"

"Yes."

"From tomorrow until the end, we are all martial artists. Don't play those. It's boring to think carefully."

"Hehe, younger martial brother Fang has many minds. I really haven't thought about it."

Chen Pengfei sneered.

Fu Changding on one side looked disappointed and agreed that the two didn't fight?

What's the meaning of Fang Ping playing Yu Shanghua!

Hit Chen Pengfei!

After finishing Chen Pengfei, Fang Ping finally looked at the only girl among the three, Zhang Ziwei.

This is also the only girl in the top 20 of the second grade list.

Zhang Ziwei said faintly, "if you want me to vote for you, it's simple. If you win, I'll say it again. Other people's things have nothing to do with me!"

Obviously, Zhang Ziwei doesn't think Yu Shanghua can represent her.

Yu Shanghua didn't care. He looked at Fang Ping and said, "I'm not Gu Xiong of Nanwu. Brother Fang thought it over. He was hurt and delayed the progress. Don't blame the senior for bullying you."

"How can I?"

Fang Ping said with a slight smile, "but I also want to mention to elder martial brother Yu that elder martial brother Yu won't mind me fighting with the third grade and the second grade when I just stepped into the third grade?"

"Three grades?"

The eyes of the crowd changed slightly, and there was some commotion in the crowd.

Yu Shanghua didn't care much. Zhang Ziwei said calmly, "there's no difference between the three products that haven't entered the high section. Besides, the three products are also your strength. It depends on your strength. Can you not make progress?"

No indignation, no fear.

Everyone is a student. Fang Ping broke through the third grade, which is also his ability.

Besides, this is their younger brother.

Below the high level of the third grade, even if it is different from the second grade, the difference is only that the maximum HP is higher, the number of quenched bones is more, and there is no qualitative change.

At this time, the explosive power of Fang Ping's tactics is comparable to that of them.

There will be no random move to hit the point where they can't defend.

In addition, Fang Ping's breakthrough in the third grade actually means that he doesn't have much time to practice his tactics. Instead, they are more afraid of Fang Ping who stays at the peak of the second grade.

Just as in the national exchange competition, the two martial artists of the second grade are not as frightening as Han Xu and Fang Wenxiang, who are at the peak of the first grade.

"Elder martial sister is bright."

Fang Ping boasted and asked, "who will come first, those two?"

In the crowd, someone joked: "brother Fang has three grades. Otherwise, we can go together."

Fang Ping's face changed slightly, and someone stimulated him: "it's normal for three grades to play two grades, one to play two. Otherwise, we won't be willing to vote for our primary school brother."

This is a sneak change of concept. Yu Shanghua and Zhang Ziwei, who are at the peak of the second grade, are third and fifth.

These two people, pulled out alone, will not be weaker than the general three grade middle warrior.

Together, the two met three grade high-level martial artists, and they were not powerless to fight back.

Although Fang Ping entered the third grade, there was no qualitative change. One to one may not be an opponent, let alone one to two.

It's not difficult for Fang Ping to play three of the second-class top martial artists who are not included in the list. It may be easy to play five.

But for the first two above

Zhang Ziwei and Yu Shanghua didn't speak. They looked at Fang Ping with some playfulness.

In the crowd, someone smiled again: "didn't the younger student in front say that he would challenge the president?

The president is a master of four grades of martial arts. Is this... The strength of brother Fang's nonsense?

Three products vs. two products are under consideration. That's three products vs. four products... Ha ha! "

For Fang Ping's arrogance, some people in Wudao society have long ignored it.

A freshman, think this is an ordinary Wuda?

Shortly after entering school, he spoke wildly and wanted to challenge the president of Wudao society. What does this regard as?

We didn't know or know each other before. That's OK. It's meaningless and time-consuming for these people to find fault.

But it happened. Fang Ping is not really strong to let everyone despair. What is it to stab him.

Some second-class top martial artists present are confident that even if they play, they may not be afraid of Fang Ping.

There are 6 people in the top 20 of the second grade ranking list. In addition to Fang Pinghe and the other 3 people on the field, there are also two people on the scene at the moment.

In addition, there are several second-class martial artists on the list.

Who is on the list is really afraid of Fang Ping.

"Fang Ping!"

Yang Xiaoman shouted, and Chao Fangping shook his head. These old students obviously want to see Fang Ping's jokes.

Also with pressure on these freshmen.

As soon as the previous national exchange competition came out, several freshmen were much more famous than them. Martial artists were not saints. How can no one be jealous.

Why should a group of martial artists be more valued than them.

……

Fang Ping just wanted to play with others and show her strength. Yu Shanghua, the third, actually represents everything.

But now, I didn't expect to be used to expand the meaning.

Yu Shanghua and Zhang Ziwei don't speak. They may not really want World War II, but they are glad to see Fang Ping riding a tiger.

At this moment, Zhao Lei suddenly said, "Fang Ping, count me one, two to two, I'm only the beginning of the second grade, not bullying!"

Fang Ping glanced at him, shook his head and said with a smile, "no, since everyone wants to see if Fang Ping really has something to show, I'm not polite.

Elder martial brother Yu and elder martial Sister Zhang, what do you think? "

Zhang Ziwei chuckled, "brother Fang, are you sure you want to do this?"

"It's not humiliating to lose and win... Let everyone know that Fang Ping doesn't really talk wildly."

"Yu Shanghua, what about you?" Zhang Ziwei looks at Yu Shanghua.

Yu Shanghua frowned slightly and soon calmed down. He said faintly, "well, brother Fang has little experience, so we'll fight with him."

The two reached an agreement.

Others have retreated, and some have begun to call friends to the theatre.

Today's freshmen really don't know the heaven and earth.

Sanpin sounds very angry, but a guy who has just entered Sanpin challenges the two people in the top 10 of the second grade of national Wuda. Do you really think these two people have not defeated the Sanpin?

Yu Shanghua's strength is stronger than that of ordinary three grade middle martial artists, and Zhang Ziwei is not much worse.

Magic is the gathering place of geniuses. Who of these people is not a genius among geniuses.

As the crowd retreated, Fang Ping slightly vomited, his face slightly heavy and said, "unarmed or weapon?"

"At will, the real battle is not divided into these."

Yu Shanghua said that he had taken his eyebrow short staff from others.

Zhang Ziwei also pulled her sword out of its scabbard and threw it aside.

Seeing this, Fang Ping was no longer vague and quickly assembled his long knife.

……

"Fang Ping can't hold his breath!" Yang Xiaoman frowned and said.

Although Fang Ping entered the third grade, it was shocking.

But he has just entered the third grade, and his accumulation at the peak of the second grade is not too strong. Now, with one war and two, several people are not optimistic about him.

Fu Changding sighed: "it's swollen, this guy... Really..."

"He quenched his bones three times... May not be hopeless?" Chen Yunxi said with less confidence.

"The Qi and blood has increased a little, but fighting is not just about the Qi and blood. Otherwise, the Qi and blood warrior will be despised?"

……

Several people were whispering.

The three of Fang Ping were already empty.

"Weapons college, freshman Fangping, please give me your advice!"

"Weapons college, junior Yu Shanghua!"

"Weapons college, sophomore Zhang Ziwei!"

The three saluted by their names. At the next moment, the three moved together!

Yu Shanghua's short staff roared across Fang Ping's footwall. Zhang Ziwei cooperated tacitly and stabbed Fang Ping's throat with a long sword in an instant!

Once up and down, it blocked Fang Ping's way forward.

Fang Ping's action was not slow. He stepped on the ground with his toes and hit Zhang Ziwei with a long knife!

Zhang Ziwei remained unmoved and remained on the offensive. Yu Shanghua's short staff was not so simple to avoid.

Sure enough, just as Fang Ping stepped into the air, Yu Shanghua's short stick appeared strangely on Fang Ping's waist with a violent roar.

At this moment, the short stick hits the waist, and the long sword changes from stabbing to the throat to the heart.

Fang Ping stepped on his right foot again, raised his body, swept his left leg towards the short stick, and quickly cut the long sword with a long knife in his hand.

"When!"

With a loud noise, Zhang Ziwei's long sword tilted and crossed Fang Ping's side. Yu Shanghua's short stick suddenly hit Fang Ping's soles.

With one step, Fang Ping flew backward. The next moment, Fang Ping fell to the ground and stepped back several steps. Pieces of floor tiles were stepped on the ground under his feet.

Zhang Ziwei and Zhang Ziwei did not stop. They moved and appeared in front of Fang Ping again in the blink of an eye.

……

"One move will fall into the disadvantage..."

Fu Changding sighed. Fang Ping's current situation is very bad. Zhang Ziwei and Fang Ping worked together to prevent one, but not the second. Each one is hard enough. Together, Fang Ping completely fell into passivity.

Others around shook their heads, and someone said with a smile: "one on two, I'm afraid our brother Fang thought these were two second-class Qi and blood warriors." Say it sooner or later.

While they were talking, Fang Ping, who had just been retreating, suddenly grabbed Yu Shanghua's short stick in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. The blade was like an illusion and instantly cut Zhang Ziwei's head!

Zhang Ziwei's face changed slightly and took a step back with the sword.

As soon as she retreated, her face suddenly changed again, and she quickly hit Fang Ping's face with a sword.

But at this time, Fang Ping grabbed the short stick, stepped on the ground with his heels, stepped out a deep hole in the ground, and took Yu Shanghua back.

The long knife that chopped Zhang Ziwei before also suddenly turned its direction and patted Xianghua's left arm.

Yu Xianghua roared, his arms worked hard, and the short stick shocked Fang Ping's left hand was dripping with blood, but Fang Ping didn't care. He stepped again and avoided Zhang Ziwei. The next second, the long knife quickly hit Yu Xianghua's left arm!

Yu Xianghua suddenly showed a sarcastic look on his face. The muscles of his left upper arm swelled rapidly. In the long knife beat, there was a crisp sound of "Dong".

"Childish!"

Yu Xianghua groaned and said two words.

He is second and third. Did he come in vain? Fang Ping really thought he was a vegetarian.

At the moment, Fang Ping's left hand was hurt, and his intention ended in failure. Yu Xianghua couldn't think of any reason for him to turn over.

Zhang Ziwei, who was forced to retreat and quickly chased with a sword, has stabbed Fang Ping's chest with the tip of the sword.

Fang Ping was still wrestling with Yu Xianghua with his left hand and holding a knife in his right hand. Yu Xianghua's strength increased again and forcibly calmed Fang in place. As soon as he retreated and unloaded his force, Yu Xianghua could pull out a stick and break his lumbar spine!

No, that crape myrtle sword can pierce his sternum!

ride a tiger and find it hard to get off!

Chen Yunxi nearby was worried. Fang Ping was in trouble now. Looking at the meaning of Zhang Ziwei, it was obvious that she had no idea to keep her hand. Even if Fang Ping was not badly hurt, Fang Ping's injury would not be too light.

However, they didn't find it. Zhang Ziwei, who was close with the sword, changed her face again!

Fang Ping didn't care about her!

Just when she stabbed with her sword, Fang Ping revealed the empty space of her sternum, and the long knife that failed to make achievements in the previous shot suddenly accelerated again, and there was a faint red light on the blade!

At the moment, Yu Xianghua is wrestling with Fang Ping, and his strength is all on the short stick. While Zhang Ziwei stabbed Fang Ping, Fang Ping's long knife flashed like a phantom at Xiang Hua's waist, "bang" came a dull noise. Yu Xianghua raised his left arm again, but this time he trembled.

The tremor was not over yet, and a few "bangs" came out again. Great power came from the back of the knife, and Yu Xianghua's left arm creaked.

When Yu Xianghua was in pain, he loosened his strength in his hand. Fang Ping pushed out with his left hand and his strength along the short stick. He pushed Yu Xianghua several steps at once.

Yu Xianghua retreated again and again, far from Fang Ping. At the moment, Zhang Ziwei has pulled out her sword and stabbed again.

The sword just stabbed Fang Ping in the chest, but it produced great resistance. Fang Ping had already coagulated and recovered his defense. With the completion of sternum quenching, he was not seriously hurt.

Fang Ping took the opportunity to repel Yu Xianghua, obviously not in vain.

Dazzled by the crowd, while Yu Xianghua was still retreating, Fang Ping's toes stepped on the ground again, and his bloody left hand drew residual shadows in the air.

"Dangdang..."

The hurried sound came. Fang Ping clapped the long sword with his left hand and directly abandoned the knife with his right hand. Taking advantage of the open space of the long sword, he directly beat Zhang Ziwei on the chest!

Zhang Ziwei retreated quickly, but Fang Ping caught up with her at the moment, roared violently, and the red mans of her hands were almost visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, they saw Fang Ping catch up with Zhang Ziwei, like a tiger down the mountain, and hit each other's chest with both hands!

Zhang Ziwei's cross arm was blocked, but her hammered arm was bleeding, and the whole person kept falling back.

The people in the rear quickly dispersed. Yu Xianghua behind Fang Ping also roared and chased after him with a stick.

But now, it's too late.

Fang Ping roared again. His fists burst into a brighter red light in the night. In the blink of an eye, he hammered out seven or eight fists!

"Ka!"

When the sound of bone fracture came out, Zhang Ziwei's arm was suddenly weak and drooping. Fang Ping drank low again and threw both fists together. With one move, Zhang Ziwei flew upside down, hit the rear wall and fell to the ground slowly.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. When the people came back, Fang Ping had turned back and fought with Yu Xianghua.

The square level of the abandoned knife is more flexible. The footsteps leave residual shadows in the air and continue to hammer around Yu Xianghua!

……

"This..."

Everyone was stunned. The reversal came too fast. It was Fang Ping who fell into the disadvantage.

But no one expected that Fang Ping's purpose at the beginning was not Yu Xianghua, but to stare at Zhang Ziwei all the time, which was equal to Xiang Hua being defeated. Fang Ping seized the opportunity, "blood exploding crazy knife" hit Zhang Ziwei with double fists, directly cracking her bones and suffering heavy losses.

"How did he do it!"

Someone whispered, not how Fang Ping defeated Zhang Ziwei, but how Fang Ping fought with Yu Xianghua and had the spare strength to defend Zhang Ziwei's sword.

Yu Xianghua was repulsed and Zhang Ziwei was badly hurt, all related to the futility of this sword.

If not, they would not be so easily deceived.

"Qi and blood!"

Someone whispered two words.

"A steady stream of Qi and blood..." the continuous flow of Qi and blood in his left hand prevented Yu Xianghua from accumulating Qi and blood in his chest, which prevented him from being hit hard by the sword. Yu Xianghua was patted with a spare power knife in his right hand, which almost cracked his left arm

These are offensive and defensive techniques that consume a lot of life.

Ordinary martial artists can't give consideration to one and lose the other. Fang Ping did it!

"How much blood does he have?"

"Did you take the pill in advance?"

"But the transformation speed is too fast!"

“……”

In the daze of the crowd, Fang Ping is no longer playing tactics with Yu Xianghua. Relying on the strength of strong Qi and blood, he continues to cut with his fists!

Yu Xianghua couldn't stop it. He couldn't shake Fang Ping. He kept retreating and retreating

Everyone didn't know how many times Fang Ping had hammered. Finally, Yu Xianghua trembled in his hand and the long stick fell. Fang Ping hit the other party on the chest and would fly to Yu Xianghua!

"Poof!"

Yu Xianghua, who fell to the ground, spewed blood from his mouth.

His hands are still shaking

On the other side, Zhang Ziwei was also shakily picked up, covered her chest and looked at Fang Ping, with blood stains on the corners of her mouth.

"Accept."

Fang Ping's momentum was like a rainbow. Even his chest and left hand were stained with blood, but now he was ignored.

This guy... Really beat the two together!