Chapter 259 Consistent Goals, Different Paths

[Book Title: Global High Martial Arts Chapter 259 The same goal, different paths Author: The eagle eats the chicken]

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This is an ancient boxing method. According to rumors, it was passed down from the Buddhist sect thousands of years ago, and it was created by a Buddha back then.

Of course, the rumors belong to the rumors. The Buddha's words, in the eyes of many people in modern times, are the strong ones who have entered the realm of masters.

"Vajra Fist" pays attention to the unity of body, speech and mind, which can also be understood as the unity of spirit, energy and spirit if replaced by Taoism.

This is a middle-rank combat method that many third-rank and high-level warriors will learn, and it will be of great help to the breakthrough of the third-rank peak.

"Looking at the Vajra with anger, the Buddha also has anger..."

Looking at the materials, Fang Ping found that "Vajra Fist" talked about strength and fierceness, the real strength and fierceness, the whole set of boxing techniques talked about fierceness and decisiveness, fists like diamonds, and power like a broken bamboo.

Fang Ping watched it for a while, and compared "Vajra Fist" with "Blood Crazy Knife".

Whether it is powerful or not depends on individual performance. "Blood Explosive Knife" is actually not a purely fierce route. There are many skills in it, and even cutting and superimposing bursts is also a difficult method to master.

However, "Vajra Fist" does not need to master many methods, and more is a kind of momentum.

"Invincible power, no matter how strong you are, I will break it with one punch!"

Fang Ping babbled, and suddenly got up and stood up, with a ferocious face, roared, and punched out!

"boom!"

The air exploded, and the room seemed to vibrate slightly.

Fang Ping shook his head slightly, "It's still not possible to combine the strength of the fist. If it can be done, the power shouldn't be so small."

Of course, it is also related to him not yet comprehending the tactics of warfare.

For the first time practicing, there are naturally many shortcomings.

"The teacher is not here, go back to old man Li and ask."

...

In a blink of an eye, it was dawn.

The time has officially entered July.

Other students went to class as usual and had holidays as usual. By July 1st, many of them had already packed their bags and were ready to go home.

Before he knew it, Fang Ping's freshman career had officially come to an end.

In the morning, Fang Ping turned on his fully charged mobile phone, and when he turned it on, the message sound kept ringing.

It came from many people, among which my younger sister Fangyuan sent the most.

Fang Ping opened Fangyuan's message first, and looked at it from the beginning, and couldn't help showing a smile.

"Fang Ping, I saw the call back!"

"Fang Ping, why did you go, where are you?"

"If you don't call me back, I'll go to the Devil's City to find you!"

"Fang Ping, where have you been? Parents are very worried, and I'm worried about you too..."

"..."

"Brother, if you don't call me again, I'm really going to Shanghai. I've starved myself down, so you don't have to pinch your face!"

"..."

"I went to Shanghai after the exam. Dad said you must be busy, but you haven't heard from me for ten days..."

"Brother, I've booked a ticket..."

After seeing the last message, which was from last night, Fang Ping immediately dialed Fang Yuan's number, and that girl really wanted to come to Shanghai.

...

"elder brother?"

Fang Yuan's uncertain voice came from the phone.

Fang Ping smiled and said, "It's me, you..."

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, Fang Ping, where did you go!" Fang Yuan cried out angrily, "Why didn't you answer the phone? You're still not in the service area. I'm so mad!"

With a smile on his face, Fang Ping said softly: "Didn't you say before that you have to go out for something? It's only been a few days, why are you in a hurry..."

"Who's in a hurry!" Fang Yuan sniffled and snorted, "Parents are in a hurry, otherwise I won't care about you!"

"Are Mom and Dad around?"

"No, I'm outside."

"Outside? Are you in the car?"

"What car to get in? Only fools get in the car,

You think I'm really going to find you, it's a good idea, I'm playing at a classmate's house. "

The little girl was very stubborn, Fang Ping could already hear the commotion and station announcement in the station.

Fang Ping didn't expose her, and said with a smile: "That's fun, I have to stay in Shanghai for a few days, and then go back after a few days, and I'm not allowed to lose weight, and I deliberately starved myself thin, which is not bad..."

"You must be thin!"

"If you lose weight, I will beat you!"

"you dare!"

"..."

The siblings chatted childishly for a while, but Fang Ping didn't explain anything, hung up the phone, and called his father. Fang Mingrong was much calmer, and simply asked about his physical condition, but didn't ask any more questions.

During the few days when Fang Ping couldn't be contacted, Fang Yuan was very noisy, and Fang Mingrong was also worried. Later, Bai Jinshan came and said that Fang Ping was on a mission and couldn't be contacted normally, so Fang Mingrong felt relieved.

In Yangcheng, no one would believe what Admiral Bai said.

...

After contacting his family, Fang Ping continued to read the messages. There were messages from Wu Zhihao, Yang Jian and the others, and Li Chengze.

They are all simple inquiries, and ten days of not showing up is not too long for a warrior.

However, Fang Ping saw a message from Wang Jinyang.

"Go back to Nanjiang, give me a call."

Wang Jinyang knew about Fang Ping's entry into the Catacombs, and the higher-ups at Wuhan University knew about Mowu's large-scale visit to the Catacombs.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping didn't call, so I'll talk about it later.

I was still reading the information here when the door rang.

Fang Ping stepped forward to open the door, only to see Fu Changding and others outside the door.

"Fang Ping, are you okay?"

Fang Ping came back on the 29th, but he slept until the 30th, and no one came to bother him until now.

"It's okay, just a small injury."

Fang Ping smiled and said, "You didn't go back?"

Fu Changding said worriedly: "Teacher, they haven't come back yet. I don't know what's going on. Now I can't sit still. Fang Ping, you came back last, the principal really..."

Fang Ping's face was calm, and he nodded slightly: "Dozens of grandmasters fought against Gaopin that day, and the two cities encircled and suppressed Hope City. The principal and the others lured Gaopin away from the opponent, and they never came back after that."

"Why!"

Several people sighed. They were all too weak. They were so weak that they couldn't even assist in defense in a battle of this level, so they had to leave the burrow early.

This time, only some of the people in the special training class were injured, and none of them died.

On the contrary, there were many casualties among those mentors and warriors at the peak of the third rank, and even a golden body like the principal fell.

"The dean and the others..."

Fang Ping shook his head and said: "I don't know, I'm only a third-rank student, and we don't know the whereabouts of these masters, but they should be fine, otherwise..."

Otherwise, you will definitely know that there are only a few masters in Mowu, and two people fall at once, which is much more serious than it is now.

"I hope everyone is safe and sound." Fu Changding prayed.

Fang Ping didn't say anything, this kind of thing cannot be guaranteed.

Inviting a few people into the room to sit down, Chen Yunxi felt a little uncomfortable as soon as she sat down, and suddenly whispered: "I... Let me clean up for you, is that okay?"

Fang Ping was in a daze, then he became a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "You have a cleanliness, don't you?"

The room was indeed quite dirty. I hadn't come back for ten days, and I fell asleep on the bed covered in sour and bloody body, so there was a strange smell in the room at the moment.

Fang Ping was also tired, and didn't have the mood to clean up, so he didn't do it all the time.

He was used to it, but the few people smelled a sour smell as soon as they entered the door.

"No, no... just... just..."

Chen Yunxi was a little embarrassed, Fang Ping said with a smile: "Do you know how to clean? Forget it, I will do it myself later."

As he spoke, he changed the subject and said, "What do you need from me?"

Seeing his refusal, Chen Yunxi didn't speak anymore, and Fu Changding didn't care about their business, and said, "That's right, the Martial Arts Club wants to hold a meeting, and let the school's second-rank peak warriors and third-rank warriors attend.

You are not from the Martial Arts Club, so President Zhang asked us to tell you. "

"Zhang Yu?"

Fang Ping frowned and said, "Did you say something?"

"No."

Fu Changding shook his head and said: "It may be related to the incident in the crypt this time. Several seniors in the crypt died in battle this time. In fact, not only the ones you saw, but also a few fourth-rank seniors... died in battle. ..."

Fang Ping's face changed slightly. Mowu's students, since graduating from senior year, there are very few warriors of the third and fourth ranks.

He thought that only the third-rank students died in the battle, but he didn't expect that the fourth-rank students also died in the battle.

As a result, the strength of Mowu students has really dropped a lot.

"I'm not from the Martial Arts Club..."

"President Zhang said that at this moment, there is no distinction between the Martial Arts Club or the Pingyuan Club."

Pingyuan Society's strength is mediocre, but after graduating from senior year, the members of Pingyuan Society are now sophomores.

Now, among the 108 people, Fang Ping is at the top of the third rank, Fu Changding, Zhao Lei, and Chen Yunxi are at the peak of the second rank, and Yang Xiaoman and Zhao Xuemei are about to enter the peak of the second rank.

At this time, Hiraosha is not a dispensable existence.

"Okay, when is the meeting?"

"Right now."

"Now? In such a hurry..." Fang Ping didn't say any more, got up and said, "Let's go, Zhang Yu didn't go down to the burrow?"

"He just came back from the burrow for a few days, and then a big battle broke out. He is the president of the martial arts club, and he didn't go in after that."

...

A few people walked around and chatted, and soon, the martial arts club arrived.

The Martial Arts Club occupies a huge area, and people came one after another at this moment. Seeing Fang Ping and the others, some people also greeted Fang Ping enthusiastically.

In the situation where fifth-rank graduates are scarce, fourth-rank is rare, and a few people died in battle, now Mowu, warriors who are above third-rank and above are the most peak group of people in the school. Fang Ping also saw an acquaintance, Liu Yongwen.

When he saw Liu Yongwen, Liu Yongwen avoided Fang Ping's gaze. Fang Ping sneered and stopped looking at him.

This guy, who started school last year, encouraged some old students to trouble him.

As a result, two of them were beaten to death by himself, and Lao Wang came to scare him a few words, and he completely withered.

Fang Ping hadn't seen him these days, so he didn't expect to meet him this time.

Fang Ping is not a warrior yet, the opponent is a third rank.

Now Fang Ping has become a third-rank high-rank, and just checked, Liu Yongwen is only a third-rank mid-rank.

I don't know if there is no way to break through, or I am afraid that if I break through, I will die.

really die!

For a warrior of the third rank and high rank, most of the time, if you don't go down to the burrow, you will definitely be despised by others, including the mentor!

When Fang Ping was in the third grade, Tang Feng hated him and dared not go deep.

An old student like Liu Yongwen, a third-rank high-level student, dare not go to the burrow, so it is not a matter of dislike, Mowu will regard this kind of student as a shame.

Regardless of Liu Yongwen, Fang Ping saw a few more people, and quickly shouted: "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Sister Liu!"

From the side, Liu Mengyao and Ye Qing stepped forward.

Ye Qing nodded slightly, the hair on one end was still standing straight, Liu Mengyao was much more enthusiastic, seeing Fang Ping and the others, he immediately smiled and said, "Junior Brother Fang, Yunxi, you are here too."

Chen Yunxi also quickly said hello, because Zhao Xuemei has not reached the peak of the second rank, she will attend the meeting in the future.

Fang Ping chatted with Liu Mengyao for a few words, and asked, "Did the two senior brothers Liang come?"

"Fenghua is preparing to break through the fourth rank, and Huabao is also preparing to break through the third rank, and is going out to do missions..."

Because Lu Fengrou told a few people not to go to the burrow recently, so these few people didn't go to the burrow this time.

Ye Qing had also broken through to the peak of the third rank at this moment, and Liang Fenghua, who was at the peak of the third rank, was about to break through the fourth rank, and Liang Huabao, who was about to break through the high ranks. Fang Ping suddenly discovered that Lu Fengrou's students seemed to be very strong at the moment.

There are only two people at the top of the third rank, Fang Ping at the high rank, Liang Huabao and Liu Mengyao at the middle rank, Chen Yunxi at the peak of the second rank, and Zhao Xuemei at the high rank of the second rank.

Among the 7 students, Zhao Xuemei, who is the weakest, is almost at the peak of the second rank.

When the next semester starts, there will be no accidents for Chen Yunxi, and it will be no problem to enter the third rank.

It's not a big problem for Zhao Xuemei to enter the peak of the second rank, and the third rank is also coming soon.

At that time, seven third-rank, or four-rank, this strength is extremely strong.

A few people walked and talked, and walked towards the big conference room of the Martial Arts Club together. As for what Zhang Yu wanted to say, everyone was not very clear.

...

Martial arts club.

Large conference room.

At this moment, with the second-rank peak students and third- and fourth-rank students arriving one after another, there are almost a hundred people in the meeting room.

Standing in front of Zhang Yu was a little sad. At the peak, there were a few students of the fifth rank of Mowu, double digits for the fourth rank, more than a hundred for the third rank, and several hundred if the peak of the second rank was added.

Now, it is less than half.

The big ones graduated from the senior year, but many people died in the burrow.

When Fang Ping and the others arrived, almost everyone had arrived.

"Is it all here?"

Zhang Yu asked, and Zhou Yan immediately said: "Except for some people who are not at school, everyone who is here has arrived."

"Okay, let's start the meeting."

Zhang Yu sat down, looked at the crowd and said, "I think everyone knows what happened to Mowu recently.

Calling everyone over has three purposes.

First, send the tutors and classmates home! "

Zhang Yu said in a heavy tone: "Tomorrow, the entrance to the burrow will be opened, and the remains of the first batch of war-fallen personnel will be sent out. The instructors will be buried in Mowu South Garden, but the news of the sacrifice must be told to their families. These things, the instructor We are all busy now and can't deal with it. Others don't know about the crypt, so we can only send them home. Do you have any opinions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"The remains of the students will also be cremated, and the pension and ashes will be sent back. I hope that everyone can contribute. In addition, we must appease the family members and contact the local government. This matter can only be done by us. Do."

Everyone nodded again. They were too weak to negotiate with the government. It might be troublesome to go there. At least it was not easy to meet the local leaders.

"Secondly, at the end of the year, the second Martial Arts Exchange Tournament will start. This time it will not focus on freshmen, but the martial arts clubs of each school...Fang Ping, I would like to invite you to be the vice president of the martial arts club. What do you think? "

In the crowd, Fang Ping took a look at Zhang Yu. He was not familiar with Zhang Yu, but Zhang Yu didn't look annoying.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping shook his head and said, "I'm not the vice president. Before school starts, I will challenge you. The president will give me the same."

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and Xie Lei, who had been silent until now, suddenly snorted, "You're serious, Fang Ping, do you really think that if you kill a few warriors in the cave, you can ignore the Martial Arts Club?"

Fang Ping shook his head and said, "President Xie, don't be so excited, I didn't say that, and you shouldn't overthink it yourself.

I don't want to be the vice president, I don't want to conflict with everyone, you have to understand what I mean..."

Xie Lei frowned and said: "I let you be the vice president, just as a name, to participate in the battle of the exchange competition at the end of the year. Now that Mowu is so difficult, the exchange competition cannot be lost. With your speed, you should be able to enter the fourth rank by the end of the year." , without the strength of the fourth rank, it is difficult to win in the exchange competition..."

Fang Ping shook his head again and said, "We'll talk about it at that time, there's no rush now, President Zhang, let's continue."

Zhang Yu took a deep look at him, and then said: "Third, I hope Yuanfang platform will close the lending system, or rather, not close it, but take back all the credits, aggregate the credits, pool resources, and lend them to all the second-rank peak warriors present , let them enter the third-rank realm as soon as possible.

Including some third-rank mid-level fighters, they can also enter the third-rank high-level as soon as possible.

Fang Ping, I am not targeting you, I hope you can understand my thoughts.

Mowu's resources are limited. In order to raise 100,000 credits for you, the school is no longer able to subsidize you.

But as you can see now, Mowu has no more than a hundred third-rank students, which is the lowest number in history.

For Mowu's dignity, status, and reputation, we need to let some people enter the third rank in advance..."

Fang Ping frowned slightly, and said: "President Zhang summoned all the second-rank peak warriors and third-rank warriors this time to put pressure on me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that." Zhang Yu explained: "Now the resources of 100,000 credits are scattered in the hands of a large number of non-warrior and first-rank warriors. Everyone is a classmate. If it is normal, I am also happy when the students make progress.

But now it is different from the past, we should concentrate our resources on the students who are more likely to enter the third rank, instead of dispersing them. "

"That's what school is for."

"Fang Ping, the purpose of the school is to train more strong people."

"Since you are a strong man, then fight for it by yourself. Can I understand that you want to take my power now?"

Xie Lei interjected, "Fang Ping, the distribution of resources is the responsibility of the Martial Arts Club!"

Fang Ping didn't take it seriously and said, "Then you should build a platform yourself."

"You..." Xie Lei said a little annoyed: "What we're talking about now is not a platform, but a concentration of resources to train third-rank warriors instead of spreading them out, allowing non-warriors to enter first-rank, first-rank to second-rank, 100 second-rank, Can't compare to a third-rank high-level warrior!"

"You also entered the third rank from the first and second ranks."

"Don't change the concept secretly and mess around." Xie Lei said again: "The president and I both said that this is a special period, and more and more third- and fourth-rank students have died in battle. From the beginning of the year to now, there have been 20 people!

We must maintain the number of third-rank students, and the number of third-rank students is also an affirmation of the teaching achievements of a Wuhan University. "

After all, Xie Lei looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, you can also talk about your thoughts. The Martial Arts Club is a group of students, and this move is also for Mo Wu, for the students..."

Fang Ping directly interrupted: "Sorry, the platform is mine, and I also earned the 100,000 credits myself. If you think these credits take up everyone's resources, it's just your own imagination. In fact, these The resources are saved by the instructors, just to benefit a large number of ordinary students.

Now that it is directly distributed to everyone present, the nature of this system will change.

In Mowu, in any Wuhan University, it is not for the individual's strength, but for the strength of the whole.

Individuals who want to become stronger should rely on themselves, go to the crypt to fight, and do tasks instead of forcing the school to provide supplies. This is not the style of Wuhan University.

Xie Lei, whether you and President Zhang are dedicated to the public, or have selfish intentions, I don't question it, I prefer to believe that you have a common heart.

After all, you two have the strength to fight for your own opportunities.

But I still want to say, don't stand on the ground of righteousness, the commanding heights of morality, to criticize or deny anything.

If you take your own resources and distribute them to everyone, then I won't have any opinions, and I won't question anything.

But this is not yours, nor mine. It belongs to all Mowu students. The purpose of the school is to do a pilot to see if it can promote everyone's collective progress.

Now you ask me to recycle, sorry, can't do it. "

Zhang Yu tapped on the table lightly, Xie Lei was also a little irritable, everyone had different ideas, different positions, and different perspectives on the problem.

100,000 credits, close to 3 billion pills and weapons resources.

It is inevitable that dozens of third-grade students can be trained.

Now these resources, allocated by the school, belong to earmarked funds, and no one can embezzle them.

Fang Ping now distributes these resources to thousands of students. From their point of view, Fang Ping is acting recklessly.

Concentrating on cultivating a group of elites is what they want to see.

Several people were unable to convince each other, and two of Zhang Yu's three purposes were refuted.

For a while, some people in the Martial Arts Club didn't look too good-looking.

Fang Ping didn't hesitate when he saw this, he got up and said: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. The bodies of the tutors and classmates have returned. Let me know and send them home. It is my duty. For the rest, I'm sorry."

After Fang Ping left, Zhang Yu rubbed his forehead, and Xie Lei said angrily, "Fang Ping is messing around!"

Ye Qing said lightly: "Fang Ping didn't embezzle any supplies, and he was thinking of all the students. Why did President Xie say such things?"

"Ye Qing, don't be blinded by one leaf. Let me ask you, which is more important, a third-rank student or a first- and second-rank student!"

"I don't think there is any difference. In the Catacombs, the third grade is just cannon fodder!"

"you……"

Ye Qing got up straight away and said, "It's the first suggestion that I feel must be done. The others are all nonsense. At this time, you still have the mind to fight for power and profit. It's really big!"

Xie Lei said angrily: "Are we fighting for power? We don't want Mowu to be stronger? We don't want Mowu's students to be safer? Do you think it often happens that we want to die in battle? Of course, the allocation of resources must be concentrated first On the warriors of the cave, not those warriors who do not enter the cave!"

"They're going to come in sooner or later."

"At least not now!"

"Stronger now, safer later."

"..."

At the end of the quarrel, everyone broke up unhappy.

...

At this moment, Fang Ping was thinking about what Old Man Li said before, that people have selfish motives.

The difference between everyone and a small family.

People like Xie Lei may really be for Mowu, but their little home is the Martial Arts Club, and the same is true for Fang Ping, his little home is himself. The old principal's family is Mowu, and Zhang Dingnan's family is Nanjiang.

What about Wang Jinyang?

Nanwu or Nanjiang? Or was it just his mentor?

The ultimate goal of their group is the same, to pacify the Catacombs, but the paths in the middle are different.

"I have my ideas, and you have yours. After all, it depends on the strength of the strength. If the reason is not convincing, it depends on the fist."

Fang Ping shook his head slightly, maybe this is the purpose of the school.

"Forget it, let's ignore this matter. In a few days, after dealing with the matter at hand, I should also prepare for the third rank and the fourth rank."

"At least faster than Old Wang!"

Lao Wang broke the fourth rank in October, Fang Ping set a goal for himself, at least earlier than Lao Wang! 2k novel reading network