Chapter 403: I Am the Emperor of Heaven

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On this day in Mowu Southern District, there were constant roars.

Fang Ping was covered in golden light, swaggering past all the way, his arrogance to the extreme.

The people in the Disciplinary Inspection Department of the Martial Arts Club were shocked!

Come again!

And it's even worse than last time. How many places will this step on?

And...why did the president start to look golden?

Behind him, old man Li didn't say a word. He actually wanted to fly Fang Ping back, but Fang Ping didn't do it and insisted on leaving by himself, saying that he was controlling the power.

But no matter how you look at it... it seems to be showing off!

...

After walking for a while, Fang Ping suddenly shouted: "Qin Fengqing, don't move!"

The next moment, a golden light shot out from Fang Ping's eyes, and Qin Fengqing in front jumped away in fright, opened his mouth wide and was unable to speak for a long time.

God!

Can anyone tell me, what exactly happened?

Why is this guy so golden?

A golden light appeared in Fang Ping's eyes a few meters away, and old man Li beside him felt tired again, is it worth it?

To show off, that also consumes a lot of energy and blood, okay?

Fang Ping doesn't care about this now, the back of his head also emits a dazzling golden light, he looks at Qin Fengqing and said, "Don't you know how to salute when you see a strong man with a golden body?"

Qin Fengqing looked at him, then at the old man Li beside him, and said in a daze for a while: "The golden body you are talking about...is...who is it?"

Old man Li didn't show off!

"you guess?"

Guess your ancestors!

Qin Fengqing really wants to scold people at this time, I guess what!

What the hell is going on with this guy?

He is really going to collapse!

Not to mention Qin Fengqing, Song Yingji, who just came out of the energy room to watch the excitement, also had dull eyes, feeling like she was dreaming.

What happened to Mo Wu?

Why is Fang Ping so golden!

Not only them, everyone who saw it had dull faces, and their thinking was almost stagnant.

It's okay for lower-rank martial artists to understand nothing.

Rank three martial artists generally know what this means.

At the same time, a large number of strong men came from the sky.

Even Wu Kuishan, who was recovering, was dragged out by Huang Jing.

Something big happened!

Fang Ping appeared in the Southern District, completely naked!

When Huang Jing heard the news, he almost collapsed.

A few days ago, he was chatting with Wu Kuishan, Fang Ping might be at the eighth or ninth rank one day!

As a result... as a result, this guy is really going to forge a golden body!

...

In midair, Wu Kuishan and Huang Jing fell instantly.

As soon as they landed, a moment later, Lu Fengrou and Tang Feng also quickly landed in the air.

Except for Liu Polu who was still recuperating from his injuries, almost all Mowu high-level officials had arrived.

Seeing the golden light shining all over Fang Ping's body, Lu Fengrou's eyes were dull at first, then without saying a word, she stepped forward and grabbed Fang Ping's neck, and Yu Kong left!

The others are also dumbfounded, we haven't spoken yet, what's the matter if you leave with someone?

In mid-air, the golden light on Fang Ping's body became more intense, and the people below the thorn couldn't see clearly.

There is no way, it is so embarrassing to be seen by others.

Lu Fengrou didn't care about her own face, she did this every time, and the old man Li also followed suit, doing it several times, is it annoying!

He was shining brightly, but Lu Fengrou gritted his teeth and shouted: "Put it away!"

"I can't take it."

Fang Ping looked innocent. It's not that he couldn't restrain himself at all, but he was really out of control. Now that he was shining golden light, even if he restrained, he still had some.

Lu Fengrou took a deep breath, stopped talking nonsense, and quickly led him into Villa No. 8.

As soon as he landed, Fang Ping didn't pay attention to his feet, and stepped on the steps at the door, breaking them into pieces.

Lu Fengrou frowned slightly, Fang Ping immediately said: "I'll find someone to fix it!"

As for losing money, fines...it doesn't matter.

He is now worth tens of billions, who cares about this?

The school still owes him tens of billions, let's deduct it and see when it can be deducted.

Now the shares of the pill company have not been sold, and the pill company has not been listed, the system cannot judge without knowing,

It is still difficult to identify the value of the shares, and no wealth value has been added to him.

Fang Ping is not in a hurry, the school has already started negotiating with the two major companies in the past few days.

When I sold it back, I got another billions, money... a small matter!

Lu Fengrou didn't say a word, seeing that he was still stepping on the ground, she mentioned him again and walked into the house, asking as she walked, "What's going on?"

"Can't I transform the power of heaven and earth? I tried to temper my skull today, and then I tempered a lot..."

Lu Fengrou looked at him sideways with dangerous eyes and said, "You treat me as an idiot?"

No matter how awesome you are, no matter how much power you have, you can temper your skull to this point in one day?

Each of the seventh-rank masters can enter the eighth rank in three days!

Fang Ping said innocently: "Really, I suspect that my skull is actually tempered by nature, but it was not visible before, but now it has been tempered a little, and it has been revived immediately."

Lu Fengrou was suddenly speechless.

This possibility... is there?

Have it?

It's really possible!

But, how is this possible!

All the good things in the world were met by Fang Ping?

Is he a mutant warrior?

not count!

Lu Fengrou's eyes were complicated to the extreme, and said quietly: "I now suspect that you are the existence of the eighth-rank golden body powerhouse who recovered after death!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ping was stunned for a moment.

The other people who just followed were also stunned!

Wu Kuishan looked shocked, and suddenly said: "It's very possible!"

Huang Jing also swallowed, and said in a low voice: "How long will it take for the eighth rank to recover? What era is he a strong man?"

If the eighth-rank golden body dies in battle, the indestructible matter will not be indelible, and it is possible to be resurrected.

How many years it will take, I don't know.

Because it is only theoretical, no one knows whether the eighth grade can really be resurrected.

But the current Fang Ping... really fits all of this!

If he is the indestructible substance left after the death of the eighth-rank golden body powerhouse, and then entered Fang Ping's mother's body, and was revived, and is now recovering, then everything will be explained!

There are perfect explanations for his mental power variation, bone marrow variation, skull variation, and even the early appearance of brain nuclei!

Nothing fits this explanation better!

The next moment, old man Li suddenly said: "Mutated warriors... are all of them like this!"

Before, everyone didn't think about this point, because other people's mutations are all partial, too few.

But now, Fang Ping's appearance suddenly made everyone realize this.

"The resurrection of the ancient strong!"

"Will it carry the original memory?"

"Is there anyone else who is this strong?"

"..."

The faces of the strong men were all shocked, almost all of them agreed with this judgment!

Only in this way can all this be explained!

Fang Ping, perhaps hundreds or thousands of years ago, was a powerhouse of the eighth rank or above. The indestructible matter of the year has not been wiped out. With the passage of time and the increase in the energy concentration of the earth, he is recovering!

The others were shocked, and Fang Ping was also shocked!

Fuck!

This brain hole is so big!

If he doesn't have a system, he will believe it himself!

What better explanation than this?

The existence of recovery after the death of the eighth rank... is really too reasonable!

Lu Fengrou's brain hole is almost breaking through the sky, how did she think of it?

Lu Fengrou's expression kept changing, she looked at Fang Ping and said, "Have you ever had any strange memories? Will memories be revived with indestructible matter?"

Apparently, Lao Lu believed that he was a powerhouse who was resurrected at the eighth rank.

Fang Ping's face collapsed, yes, I have memories of my previous life, and I didn't have martial arts in my previous life, believe it or not?

Wu Kuishan also said in a deep voice, "Fang Ping, do you still remember the past?"

Fang Ping looked innocent, and said after a long while: "I remember, in our era, there were as many Nine Grades as dogs, and they walked all over the ground. We also created the Heavenly Court. I should be the first generation of Heavenly Emperor..."

"Snapped!"

Lu Fengrou slapped him directly into the ground, and said with annoyed face, "Even if you are resurrected from a strong man, you will never have any memories of your previous life. Which strong man is as out of tune as you!"

The faces of the others were also dark.

What the hell are you kidding me?

Heaven?

God?

Fang Ping looked helpless, and said depressedly: "You are all staring at me, as if I am an ancient strong man, what can I do? I am almost self-doubting, am I really an ancient strong man resurrected?

With what you said, I am going to go home and go to the hospital with my parents to have a paternity test..."

Old man Li said quietly: "The paternity test may not be useful. At your level, you have been reborn. In fact, you have already changed your original mortal body." Fang Ping was sluggish again, what's the matter?

Wu Kuishan ignored him, and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to report to the higher-ups and continue to search for mutant warriors! If our guess is true... that means that these mutant warriors are likely to enter the eighth-rank realm quickly! Even A higher realm!"

Fang Ping's eyes moved when he heard the words, and he said quickly: "Principal, are you really sure that the eighth grade can be resurrected?"

Wu Kuishan frowned and said, "It's hard to say! Indestructible matter does have many functions, including rebirth of broken limbs! We can do it by consuming a certain amount of indestructible matter. Of course, it is also difficult to restore indestructible matter.

Rebirth of severed limbs can be done, so why not others?

It is not a completely unreasonable guess that the eighth grade can be resurrected. It is precisely because of a series of manifestations of indestructible matter that we have made such a judgment. "

Fang Ping's eyes flickered and said: "Then, these mutated warriors may really be the strong ones who have recovered? Principal, why don't we also find some, find Mowu, and train more eighth- and ninth-rank strong men to come out?" !"

Whether it is or not, mutant warriors are very strong, this is a fact.

Yao Chengjun, Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, who is not strong?

Wu Kuishan shook his head slightly and said, "It's hard to find, if it were really that easy, there wouldn't be just a few of you now.

For many people, changes only appear after cultivation.

Wang Jinyang was discovered only after he tempered the bones extremely fast after the first rank.

Li Hansong was similar, and Yao Chengjun was at the fourth-rank stage, and his mental power suddenly released, so people noticed the difference.

As for you..."

Wu Kuishan doesn't know what to say, you kid changes every day, every day you mutate the same, we are almost confused by you.

At this moment, several powerhouses have complex expressions.

Old man Li stared at Fang Ping, looked left and right, and said after a while: "You boy, are you really thousands of years old? Isn't that much older than me?"

"Yes, I am the ancestor of mankind!"

"boom!"

This time, old man Li was not polite, and slapped him deeper into the ground, leaving only half of it on the ground.

The others didn't care about him, they deserved to be killed.

Huang Jing chatted with the others for a while, and suddenly complained: "If you say that, maybe... he can really enter the eighth rank quickly?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were bleeding.

Is Bapin that simple?

They have practiced for so many years, are they really going to be quickly overtaken by this kid?

Lu Fengrou suddenly felt a little tired, and said weakly: "Go away, don't appear in front of me recently."

Seeing Fang Ping, she really wanted to kill him.

In order to break through, my old lady almost collapsed.

You are fine, take it easy, the bone marrow is mutated today, and the skull is mutated tomorrow, and people who are angry will have a heartache.

Fang Ping was speechless, and took me to fly together, just to say a few words?

Are you sure I am the resurrection of the ancient strong?

Fang Ping didn't talk nonsense, he crawled out from the ground, stepped on it all the way, leaving deep pits, and sighed: "He has become the ancestor of human beings. Is it possible that I will look for my descendants in the future? Maybe acquaintances It has become a descendant of countless generations, so embarrassing!"

The faces of everyone behind them were dark.

But if it is true, it may not be impossible, it would be really embarrassing!

...

After leaving the teacher's dormitory area, Fang Ping suddenly laughed out loud.

These old men and old ladies are about to collapse, right?

"However, guessing is not necessarily wrong. Could it be possible that Old Wang and the others are really ancient powerhouses?"

Shaking his head, Fang Ping didn't dare to think anymore.

Recently, as he has learned more news and learned more things, he is about to collapse now.

"Regardless of them, anyway, my strength has become much stronger again!"

After adapting to the current changes, and further refining the tactics, Fang Ping felt that he could really beat the fifth rank without any pressure.

If you meet the sixth grade, you can also do it. If the opponent does not explode with full strength, he may not be his opponent.

"By the way, I can also practice Old Li's fake golden body cultivation method. Maybe I will finish it soon. At that time, although I have not sealed the gate of the triple burner, I may not be worse than the sixth-rank peak!"

Walking, Fang Ping returned to the student dormitory area. At the same time, Qin Fengqing had just returned from the South District.

Seeing Fang Ping, Qin Fengqing turned around and left without saying a word.

When he sees Fang Ping now, he always feels sad.

Fang Ping didn't care, and said loudly: "Hey, cultivation is so fast, it's so troublesome! If you don't restrain yourself, I might be a real eighth grade tomorrow, too fast!"

At this moment, the students passing by were so inferior that they were about to dig a hole.

Qin Fengqing quickened her pace a lot, her face turned purple, you continue to be arrogant, I have decided, I will apply to be an admiral in Nanjiang today!

Of course... I was really envious and crazy in my heart!

Why?

This kid is gaining strength even after eating and drinking, so he really can't live through this day.

...

And not long after Fang Ping returned to his dormitory, Wu Kuishan decided to report to the higher-ups.

The powerhouse of the eighth rank reported the news, and soon, the news was passed to the central government.

"Mutated warrior, suspected to be the resurrection of the ancient powerhouse!"

When this guess came out, even those high-level people were shocked beyond measure.

Such speculation and judgment had never been thought of before.

Before this, there were not many mutant warriors.

Moreover, these people have clean families and were raised by their fathers and mothers. That is a true fact!

If it was a mutant warrior who appeared out of nowhere, perhaps these strong men would still consider this direction.

But the point is not!

However, Mowu also reported some things about Fang Ping, about his mutation process, now, even these high-level people believe it, it really looks like the resurrection of a strong man!

Is it possible that people above the eighth rank can really be resurrected from the dead?

If this is the case, then some things will be complicated.

...

At this moment, Fang Ping didn't care about this.

Whatever they guess, it's great to have more supervision. On the ground, he doesn't do illegal things, and when he goes down to the burrow, supervision is useless.

At this time, Fang Ping thought that there was still one thing that hadn't been added.

Fang Ping returned to the dormitory, and soon began to expand his storage space.

After a while, Fang Ping stopped expanding.

At this moment, his data changes again:

Wealth: 9.2 billion (conversion)

Vitality and blood: 1000 calories (4600 calories)

Spirit: 590 Hz (825 Hz)

Tempered bone: 177 pieces (100%), 26 pieces (90%), 3 pieces (30%+)

Storage space: 4 cubic meters (+)

Energy barrier: 10,000 wealth points/minute

"too expensive!"

Fang Ping added it 3 times, adding 1 cubic meter of space each time, consuming 500 million wealth points!

After 3 downs, Fang Ping completely lost his will to continue increasing.

1 cubic meter costs 500 million, which is amazingly expensive!

"It's a pity that there is no way to manufacture it. Otherwise, if it really can be turned into a storage ring, the size of 1 cubic meter, it will cost more than 500 million if it is sold?"

The strong are all very rich.

Fang Ping had no doubt that if he really needed to have portable storage equipment, the Grandmaster would fight for it.

After consuming your own wealth, you can add another 18 cubic meters, which is 22 cubic meters in size. This is not a small space.

It is 11 meters long, 2 meters wide, and 1 meter high. This space is comparable to a small standard container.

"It can't be too wasteful, and the promised power of heaven and earth training room will be opened, and we can't really count on Lao Huang and the others."

This matter was brought up by Fang Ping, and it would be too much for Huang Jing and the others to keep supplying.

If it wasn't for Fang Ping's suggestion, these masters would rarely do such a thing, after all, they have to practice themselves.

It consumes too much, and they can't bear it.

"4 cubic meters is enough, and it can hold 4 tons of water."

Fang Ping no longer cared about the storage space, but thought about the next arrangement.

It will take some time to deal with the affairs in the school, and he himself has to practice, at least to the middle of the fifth rank.

Then...he would consider the next trip to the Catacombs, the Catacombs of Mordor.

Of course, at this stage, Fang Ping is not going to do big things.

He is also waiting!

Wait until old man Li really becomes the eighth rank, wait for Lu Fengrou and Tang Feng to break through, and wait for Liu Polu to recover from his injuries.

Once they have all broken through, the six masters, then they can really do something big!

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