Chapter 99 I'm Sorry for You!

second floor.

Fang Ping wandered around slowly.

He wasn't in a hurry, he just wanted to have a look at the level of Mowu's freshman.

Regarding his own level, especially the actual combat level, Fang Ping still has nothing to say.

He didn't have much contact with warriors. Among the warriors he knew, Wang Jinyang was a non-human, Tan Zhenping was a warrior with pure blood, Huang Bin died quickly, and Zhang Yong punched someone's head.

The only one who has ever fought against each other, that cult warrior, the fighter in the spicy chicken, is of no use except to show that Zhang Yong's fist is hard.

So even now, Fang Ping doesn't have a clear definition of his own strength.

He knew that he should not be too weak after three times of bone tempering, but whether he is weak or not depends on who he is compared with.

Compared with Lao Wang, he beat him so hard that he couldn't lift his head with one hand.

The first floor and the second floor are relatively peaceful.

There were almost no fights on the first floor, and there were very few fights on the second floor. A few people got cross-eyed, and it was just a matter of talking.

"You're here too?"

"Yes, I'm here."

"What are you doing here? Just go to the first floor."

"I can come if you come, why don't I come?"

"..."

Fang Ping heard this kind of mentally retarded conversation just now, even if Fang Ping walked past them, the two of them didn't respond.

It was not until the third floor that Fang Ping saw the first battle.

In other words, the fight is inappropriate. Two ordinary people with high vitality are fighting, and some people who eat melons are booing next to them.

High qi and blood have two advantages, resistance to beating and long-lasting!

You punch, I punch, and the punch is exhilarating. At this time, the benefits of high qi and blood are reflected. It is not too painful to hit the body, and the strength is not consumed. According to the rhythm of these two people, they can hit the building. open.

"In this way, I can hit ten at the same time..."

Fang Ping had a judgment in his heart.

These two people should not have reached the limit of energy and blood, that is to say, less than 149 calories of energy and blood.

Even if the tactics are practiced, they are still full of fists and embroidered legs, so they should not be called tactics.

This kind of person dared to act unscrupulously on the third floor, and the others still looked like they were watching a big show. Obviously, the students on the third floor were only average.

"Almost none of the warriors can be seen, and none of the non-martial artists who have broken through the limit can't be seen. They should all go to the third floor."

"Go to the fourth floor and have a look. With an example, you can roughly judge the level of others."

Fang Ping himself also felt that he was thinking too much, lacking the enthusiasm of young people, but his habitual thinking made him always like to think clearly before doing anything.

"It has to be changed!"

Fang Ping made up his mind. In fact, he didn't think it was bad, but sometimes, being too indecisive might not be a good thing.

Compared with people like Fu Changding, he is always a bit reluctant and not too gregarious.

After exhaling foul air, Fang Ping stepped up to the fourth floor.

...

fourth floor.

Since a few freshmen with poor strength were kicked out, the strength of the following students is not considered weak.

There were nearly 70 warriors and second-time bone-hardening students, and there were thirty or forty people who broke through 150 calories and did not reach 180 calories.

Except for these more than a hundred people, the students who came up one after another, generally have more than 140 calories.

Among them, there are not a few prospective warriors with 149 cards.

Seeing that no one came up, someone in the crowd whispered: "It seems to be easier than I imagined."

The fourth floor can accommodate 400 people, but since the mighty warrior required people with more than 140 calories and blood to come back, with the threshold, the number of people going upstairs is much less.

Up to now, almost half an hour has passed, and there are only about 300 people on the fourth floor.

The rest of the people were either still hanging around below, or they were preparing to go upstairs at the last moment.

It is difficult to exceed 400 people even if it is full.

In this way, everyone feels a lot easier.

Students with average abilities feel relaxed, after all, they have the opportunity to enter the Weapons Academy.

But the stronger students are not satisfied. This is not a dispute. How can they stand out?

Just when many people were thinking carefully, a person came outside the door, it was Fu Changding.

Holding the white wax rod, Fu Changding looked around and said loudly, "Where is the Chow Chow? Come out!"

Everyone was stunned, and when many people were puzzled, Tang Songting got up angrily and said angrily, "Fu Changding, try again!"

"Chow Chow, come, let Master Fu teach you how to be a man!"

Fu Changding laughed loudly, and before Tang Songting could reply, he swept out the long pole.

"Woooo..."

There was a humming sound in the air.

Tang Songting's complexion changed drastically, he moved his feet, and hurriedly dodged, and the faces of the affected people were a little ugly.

Before these people could open their mouths, Fu Changding laughed and said, "I'm going head-to-head with the Chow Chow. It's okay to fight together if you're not happy. Master Fu will follow!"

"Arrogance!"

Someone scolded in a low voice, but no one came forward, and the people around Tang Songting hurriedly avoided.

The strength of these two people is not average, especially Fu Changding, when the long pole is swept out, there is a crackling sound in the air. At this time, everyone is waiting, and no one wants to show up at this time.

"Chow Chow, no one will help you, don't try to run today!"

"Loose your uncle!"

Tang Songting was called this nickname in front of everyone, and Fu Changding took the initiative to attack again. No matter how afraid he was, he couldn't help it now!

"Go to hell!"

Tang Songting's legs were spread apart, and the five fingers of his right hand were spread out, directly grabbing the white wax rod.

"boom!"

The two intersected, and there was a faint sound of metal collision.

Tang Songting grabbed the white wax rod, the palm of his right hand was already red, and the veins on the back of his hand were even more obvious.

Grasping the white wax rod, Tang Songting advanced instead of retreating, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slammed the white wax rod in his hand, obviously trying to break Fu Changding's weapon.

"idiot!"

A look of ridicule flashed in Fu Changding's eyes, others don't know, you Tang Songting still don't know, what I tempered is the bones of the lower limbs!

He has practiced marksmanship before, but his upper limbs have not been tempered, and his strength is only average. His real strength is his right leg!

Tang Songting held the stick in one hand and swung his fist in the other. At this moment, the door was wide open, and he had no defense against Fu Changding at all.

Without saying a word, Fu Changding shook his right hand and threw away the white wax rod!

The left leg kicked the ground, the whole person rose into the air, and the right leg violently kicked at the opponent!

"boom!"

The sound of physical collision sounded again, and Fu Changding kicked Tang Songting in the chest, kicking Tang Songting back three or four meters.

Tang Songting staggered and did not fall, but his face turned pale, and he hurriedly squatted down covering his chest.

"Weak, too weak!"

Fu Changding did not expect Tang Songting to improve so much after not seeing him for a few months, but he still regarded yesterday's dozen or so people as strong enemies.

At this moment, Fang Ping also came out from the door, slightly frowned and said, "Is this your strong enemy?"

He also arrived when the two were fighting. After staying for a while, Tang Songting was kicked back by Fu Changding. Seeing that he was defenseless, the empty door was wide open, and his sternum might be broken. Fang Ping was a little disappointed. .

Such a warrior is not much different from the cult warrior he met back then.

Compared with Wang Jinyang, there is a gap of one hundred and eight thousand miles!

Before, he had little success in kicking, Lao Wang said to practice his hands, at that time Fang Ping was not weaker than Tang Songting now, but in the end he was hanged and beaten by Lao Wang with one hand, just like a joke.

Fortunately, he was a little worried before, and felt that he might not be able to suppress these people.

But now, Fang Ping understands that everyone has different requirements for him, and he is on par with Wang Jinyang, who was the strongest man who beat the first rank of the Demon City back then!

At this moment, Fang Ping's confidence skyrocketed.

Without waiting for Fu Changding to speak, Fang Ping glanced across the hall and said calmly: "Before I came to Mowu, everyone said that the two geniuses are like clouds!

I gave up the tens of millions of rewards offered by Nanjiang Wuda and chose to come to Mowu because I wanted to see a real genius!

But I didn't expect Mowu's students to be so weak, it's better to meet them than to be famous! "

"What did you say!"

"furious!"

"This guy is with Fu Changding, are the two bastards going to sing double reeds again? Tang Songting is also with them?"

Tang Songting stood with his chest covered, revealing Dongshi's bitterness: "God and his gang!"

"..."

Fang Ping's provocative words immediately angered many people.

In front of everyone, say that Mowu students are weak, even though everyone is only entering the school the next day, Mowu has already taken root in their hearts!

This is the school they chose, and this is where these geniuses gather. This sense of pride and pride has been deeply rooted in their bones since they applied for Mowu!

At this moment, Fang Ping stepped on Mowu, and many people were very angry!

But everyone looked at Fu Changding, and they were a little apprehensive. Just now, Fu Changding's strength was not weak.

"What? Can Guang bark a few words?"

"Many people told me that warriors must fight! Warriors dare to fight!"

"I've always thought about it and acted like this. I think that martial artists in Wuhan University are different. They dare to fight, fight and fight!"

"But I'm disappointed in Mowu again. There are so many warriors. I stepped on your faces. What are you doing besides barking?"

"I'm sure the instructors are watching and listening at this point."

"I look down on Mowu's students, and the instructors will definitely be dissatisfied. I also hope that someone will show up to prove Mowu's strength, but what about you?"

"..."

"Fang Ping!"

It was Fu Changding who spoke, and Fu Changding frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Fang Ping's mocking words.

Going on, the students who would not join forces in the first place will be joined by Fang Ping.

Fang Ping suddenly laughed, turned to look at him and said, "You think I'm mocking?"

"No, I'm not mocking, I'm just telling the truth."

"Really, I have met a student from Nanjiang Wuhan University, that is, a student from Wuhan University who is rubbish in your eyes.

The other party is a hundred times stronger than you, but a hundred times more calm and restrained than you!

No pride, no low self-esteem, neither humble nor overbearing, I have always felt that this is the demeanor of Wuhan University students, Nanjiang Wuda is like this, what about Mowu?

Mo Wu from two prestigious schools, even if he is a freshman, should be outstanding and impressive, right? "

"Unfortunately, I didn't see this, and I was really disappointed. Now I have some doubts, is it the right choice to choose Mowu..."

"Fang Ping! Enough!"

"Do you want to court death? You can try!"

"..."

Many students were already furious, and Fang Ping repeatedly belittled them, which has made many people intolerable.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around, and I didn't know who to come forward, someone would have come forward to clean up Fang Ping.

At this moment, in the hall, a human voice suddenly came from the radio in the corner: "Defeat him! Let him understand that Mo Wu is not alone!

Just because ordinary martial arts schools produce a few geniuses, it doesn't mean they can ignore Mo Wu!

Very good, let us see if you are worth cultivating, the instructors are watching your performance!

Whoever defeats this raving person will be rewarded with 50 credits, and the credits will be deducted from Fang Ping! "

"..."

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Soon, everyone's eyes were a little different.

The voice just now came from Dean Huang Jing!

The tutors are watching, the dean is watching, and there is a 50-credit award!

Even Fu Changding's eyes are complicated enough to kill people at this time, I said don't be a moth, don't be a moth, what are you doing!

How to do it now!

Should he maintain the original plan or do Fang Ping the other way around and earn the 50 credits?

As for Fang Ping, his face changed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Dean, if I beat me, my credits will be deducted. What if I beat them?"

"1 point for non-warriors, 5 points for warriors!"

"It's stingy, but it's better than nothing..."

Fang Ping laughed loudly, lifted the stick in his hand, and laughed loudly: "You heard me, I won benefits for you, and you are also my benefits. If warriors want to fight, start now!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ping took a stride, jumped up, and fell into a group of non-warriors.

Before everyone could react, Fang Ping's wooden stick crackled and chopped down!

"ah!"

"F*ck!"

"I didn't say do it!"

"..."

These people shouted in disorder, many of them were angry and anxious, Fang Ping actually made a move before they could do anything!

"Asshole, 1 vs 300, kill him!"

A martial artist reacted, roared angrily, and then flew towards Fang Ping.

"boom!"

Fang Ping hit a martial artist on the head with a stick, and without looking at his screams, his right leg was like a whip, and he whipped out the martial artist who was sneaking up behind him on the left with one leg!

"The energy and blood are consumed quickly, it's okay, there are wealth values ​​to use, and the points should be used as money, not a loss!"

Fang Ping also made up his mind. He provoked everyone before, and he was really disappointed. Mowu's students made him feel that he was far inferior to Wang Jinyang, which made him regret choosing to come to Mowu.

On the other hand, I also want to show my strength to Mowu's instructors!

Now there are unexpected gains, which make up for his reluctance to invest.

Fang Ping whipped the sneak attacking martial artist out with one leg, and Fang Ping said loudly: "Didn't you eat? I haven't warmed up yet!"

"Arrogant! Fu Changding, where are you from?"

Among the crowd, Zhao Lei gave a cold shout and looked up at Fu Changding.

Fu Changding gritted his teeth, and suddenly said: "You are a bunch of trash, come on, I picked all of you!"

He also wanted to understand, what ability can the siege show?

2 vs. 300, it's worth losing!

As soon as the words fell, Fu Changding picked up the white wax rod he had just picked up, and hit a warrior who was besieging Fang Ping with one stroke, and shouted: "Dean, I am Fu Changding, and I will count points!"

"Calculate!"

From the loudspeaker, Huang Jing's inaudible joy and anger came.

"Done!"

Fu Changding was overjoyed, every profit counts!

After getting an accurate answer, he immediately gave up on rescuing Fang Ping who was under siege. Instead, he wandered around and attacked those non-warriors!

"boom!"

With one stroke down, Fu Changding muttered in a low voice: "3 points!"

"Boom!"

"4 points!"

"Crack..."

"This seems to be a warrior? 9 points! No, it didn't fall, shit, it's still 4 points..."

"Come on, what are you pretending to be, really want to see us being picked by the two of them?"

The martial artist who was attacked by Fu Changding just now was furious, looking at those warriors outside who hadn't made a move, he was so angry that he just wanted to vomit blood!

Still pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!

Made, mentally handicapped?

These two guys are powerful, non-warriors will come one by one, only warriors have a deterrent force, and now the thirty or forty warriors in the periphery are watching the show, are you idiots?

They are really going to be picked, and they don't live anymore!

Zhao Lei's face turned black, Yang Xiaoman gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "Come on, non-warrior retreat, give points? Idiot!"

These non-warriors not only didn't play a role, but also occupied the space around the two of them, and they couldn't fly, could they fly over to join the battle?

Many non-martial artists retreated hastily. They wanted to grab points before, and some people were passively involved. At this time, many non-martial artists were beaten with slaps all over their heads. In severe cases, some even fell to the ground and were almost trampled to death.

As soon as they heard that the martial artist was coming, why did they linger, and retreated back one after another!

Fang Ping, who was surrounded in the center, punched back a non-martial artist, and said with a big laugh, "Wait, it's worth tens of cents, it's all money, don't even think about running away!"

"grass!"

Some people scolded us, when did we get counted like this!