Chapter 464 It Doesn't Matter Whether You Win or Lose, Don't Care

The moment Fang Ping walked out.

Around the playground, a burst of shouts resounded through Mowu suddenly!

"The president is invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"..."

There was a lot of roaring, these people were fighting in the Mowu School, although there was no public announcement, the fight was also very powerful. At this moment, countless students had already gathered outside the arena.

When Fang Ping walked out...

No matter if it's sincerely, or flattering, what if the president knows they are here and doesn't cheer him up, so what if credits are deducted later?

Fang Ping nodded slightly to the surroundings, and said in a loud voice: "Students, it's just a discussion, don't make noise, let the brothers underestimate my Mowu!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was silent.

Fang Ping's prestige can be seen.

Fang Ping said so, thinking in his heart whether he should give some benefits later.

Look, what is popular expectations?

Take a look, what is prestige to convince the crowd!

Do guys like Qin Fengqing get this kind of treatment when they play?

On the opposite side, Zheng Nanqi's face was solemn.

Don't talk about anything else, let's talk about this popularity... Wuhan University's first person really lives up to its reputation!

It is obviously impossible for Fang Ping to gain such a reputation if he is weak in strength.

On the Wuhan University side, four people appeared on the field, and they were all extremely strong... The bald head was weaker, and he was the only one who lost.

Moreover, the further they go, the stronger they become. Fang Ping's strength is probably stronger than expected.

Zheng Nanqi's face was solemn, while Fang Ping smiled easily: "Senior Brother Zheng, I have already said yesterday that I will go all out when I am in the ring. I hope Senior Brother Zheng will not hold back."

"nature!"

Fang Ping was unrestrained and unrestrained, lightly stroking the saber at his waist, and said with a light smile: "If that's the case, then I will use the saber!"

On the rostrum, old man Li suddenly coughed lightly and said, "Fang Ping, they are guests, don't use Ping Luan Dao."

Fang Ping thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then..."

Zheng Nanqi felt that he was insulted, his face changed instantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Fang, since you said to go all out, then don't use it!"

Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, but quickly said: "Forget it, I really want to do this, but it's disrespectful to martial arts, so let's start!"

...

In the audience, Fang Ping started talking.

rest area.

Qin Fengqing sighed suddenly: "It's over."

Everyone looked at him one after another, even Li Fei didn't care to stare at Li Hansong who had just arrived, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Qin Fengqing sighed again, looked around, Su Zisu was very sensible, and hurriedly took out a few energy fruits and handed them over.

In these few battles, Qin Fengqing has been helping to analyze the battles, including introducing other people.

But... the big bald head has a bad habit, he stutters when he doesn't eat, and he can only speak without stuttering after eating.

Qin Fengqing swallowed it in one gulp, and then quickly said: "Fang Ping's sword skills are not good, don't look at me like that, I'm serious, his sword skills are not as good as mine. But he is very strong, and he learned how to raise swords with Dean Li , once defeated Li Tietou with a single blow!

Almost killed him with a single blow, both sides are at the same level!

In other words, you might be able to kill Li Tietou now. Brother Li, you just fought against Tietou just now, so you know his strength.

Last time Fang Ping only kept his sword for a month or so, let me figure it out... This time he hasn't drawn his sword since New Year's Eve.

It's been more than a month too! "

Qin Fengqing said, continued to eat the fruit, and added again: "At that time, he was at the fourth rank, and now he is at the peak of the fifth rank. With his current blood... I don't know how strong he is."

Everyone frowned, Li Fei looked at Li Hansong, who was covered in blood, and Li Hansong coughed dryly: "That was before, now he may not be able to defeat me with a single blow."

The sentence "I may not be able to defeat me with a single blow" means that this guy is not confident, whether he can withstand a single blow.

Li Fei knows how difficult this guy is!

Doesn't this mean...

Thinking of this, Li Fei hurriedly looked down.

...

On the playground, the wind is surging.

The moment Fang Ping held the knife,

Zheng Nanqi's expression was extremely serious!

Fang Ping, who was at the beginning of the fifth rank, once beheaded a martial artist at the beginning of the sixth rank under a sneak attack.

After the golden bone recovered, it once killed the middle of the sixth rank.

Now, he has reached the pinnacle of the fifth rank, with golden bones and a half-golden body, and he has finished grinding these days.

The highest intensity of his energy and blood that day was 4800 calories, but today it was 5999 calories.

Increased more than a thousand calories of blood!

Compared to during the exchange match, Fang Ping's vitality has increased by a large amount.

At this moment, Fang Ping just held his sword, and the atmosphere was already extremely suppressed.

On the rostrum, Li Mo's expression changed again and again!

Zheng Nanqi, are you an idiot?

Still giving the opponent time to gather momentum!

In his eyes, at this moment, this kid named Fang Ping is opening the golden bone!

Yes, golden bones.

This is not enough, the opponent's hand, the power of heaven and earth poured into the knife, and the saber at Fang Ping's waist began to tremble in the void.

At this time, the game has already begun.

What Zheng Nanqi has to do now is to interrupt the opponent's momentum, instead of just watching!

"idiot!"

"Do you think this is a competition between your own family?"

"Are you still waiting for the opponent to finish his momentum before making a move?"

"..."

Li Mo, an eighth-rank powerhouse, could have been extremely calm.

But today I was really a little angry. The previous battles were extremely embarrassing. This battle...maybe even more embarrassing!

Zheng Nanqi is very energetic in martial arts, because he is a high-level sixth-rank, so he knows that Fang Ping is gaining momentum, but he keeps giving him time.

At this moment, the playground was turbulent. In terms of momentum alone, Zheng Nanqi fell into a disadvantage before the fight.

Li Mo cursed furiously in his heart, and old man Li was also a little speechless: "Fang Ping could actually charge up a long time ago, but he waited until the start of the game...just to be fairer, but he didn't expect...cough cough..."

Old man Li saw that the old man with the same surname had the urge to go crazy, so he didn't fight anymore.

You boy in Star City is really a bit stupid.

After thinking about it, old man Li suddenly said, "Do you guys have a TV to watch? Does he watch too many martial arts dramas..."

"Shut up!"

It was not Li Mo who scolded him, but Minister Wang!

Li Changsheng is looking for a fight?

People... Zheng Nanqi is still a child, advocating the spirit of martial arts, it will be no problem at all when the opponent is ready.

Minister Wang offered some comfort in his heart, and then looked at Zheng Nanqi... Forget it, I'm afraid you will die across the board.

Fang Ping is about to condense 30 Lun's power of heaven and earth, if you don't interrupt, he can kill you with a single knife, and I will have to do it later.

Minister Wang watched silently...about 35 Lun.

About 40 gallons!

Son, if you don't interrupt, I will stop him before he makes a move.

45 gallons...Fang Ping, you are enough!

Your physical strength is about the same, at least save some face, do you really want to chop him to death with a single knife?

Although Fang Ping's 45 Lun power of heaven and earth is not small compared with their powerhouses, the essence is still the same, the difference is only the people who use it.

Condensed to 50 rounds, you are sure to kill the opponent with a single knife.

Minister Wang was still silently calculating, and Fang Ping was a little embarrassed in the audience.

Zheng Nanqi...so simple!

Am I going to kill you with one blow, or am I going to kill you with one blow?

If you interrupt me earlier, I will fight with you for a while anyway.

Fang Ping didn't charge up early, in fact, he still had some desire to let go. The power of heaven and earth he gathered was not enough, and Zheng Nanqi also had magic weapons in his hands, so he couldn't be killed with a single blow.

But now... Fang Ping once wanted to stop and forget it.

The game has started, and this guy just keeps looking at him like this!

He didn't hide energy fluctuations!

So obvious!

Feeling a slight swell in his arm, Fang Ping took the initiative to stop, 45 rounds, and cut it out with a single knife. Can Comrade Xiao Zheng continue?

Zheng Nanqi didn't really come home simply.

The moment Fang Ping stopped, Zheng Nanqi moved suddenly, leaving afterimages in the air, and the next moment, Zheng Nanqi's fist burst into an extremely dazzling light!

He used the magic weapon glove!

Fang Ping's eyes are sharp!

Just this, this glove, for the big lion!

The bloody fist of the big lion, under the magic weapon, is also famous all over the country.

Before Fang Ping was still thinking about what to do if the magic weapon didn't match, but now it seems...it shouldn't be a big problem for the big lion to use this glove.

"Mie Shen slashed!"

At the same time Zheng Nanqi punched, Fang Ping drew his sword!

boom!

As soon as the knife was pulled out, the surrounding land was lifted instantly, and the dust was flying.

A beam of light piercing the sky instantly rose.

Around the playground, some low-quality students even regressed again and again, and they kept regressing as the energy aftermath slapped them.

On the rostrum, Li Mo was ready to rescue at any time.

"boom!"

First, a dazzling light came out, and a moment later, accompanied by a sound, a figure flew out backwards.

In the dust, Fang Ping drew his knife back to its sheath and stood in the air. The dust around him fell down instantly and he regained his composure.

In the distance, Zheng Nanqi landed on the ground, backed up continuously, retreating hundreds of meters one after another, the ground was trampled out with cracks spreading, and the barbed wire fence around the playground was directly hit and flew hundreds of meters away.

Zheng Nanqi dragged his legs, and finally drew a drag mark tens of meters long.

Until the moment he stopped, Zheng Nanqi's face turned pale instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Looking up at Fang Ping who had fallen in front of him, Zheng Nanqi's face was as white as snow, and he murmured, "The number one person in Wuhan University..."

Is this the strength of the first person in Wuhan University?

Is this the Wuhan University student who I think is nothing?

Lost with a knife!

In today's five battles, no matter how miserable or embarrassing the others are, it is not really miserable.

Jiang Chao was only slightly injured, while Qin Fengqing was seriously injured.

Yao Chengjun barely repelled Jiang Xiyan, and suffered countless injuries.

Both Wang Jinyang and Li Hansong fought to a tie with difficulty, and it's not that they are really stronger than them.

But against Fang Ping, he didn't even catch a single blow!

Fang Ping... seemed to have saved his strength for the knife just now. He could feel the difference in explosive power when the knife was thrown and when the knife and fist intersected.

On the opposite side, Fang Ping apologized, bowed slightly and said, "Senior brother Zheng, as the number one martial artist among Wushu college students, I cannot be defeated. Mowu... can't afford to lose either, sorry."

Zheng Nanqi's face was full of bitterness, he hesitated to speak.

Fang Ping didn't say anything, stepped forward to give him a hand, and said with a light smile, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second, we won't go home today if we don't get drunk!"

As he said that, Fang Ping glanced at the glove from the corner of his eye.

I'll go, the magic weapon is good!

This knife cut down, the glove is still the glove, leaving no trace, amazing!

Fortunately, it was not broken, otherwise, the glove would be gone.

...

In the arena, Fang Ping defeated Zheng Nanqi with a single blow.

On the court, Qin Fengqing swallowed an energy fruit again in one gulp, rubbed his stomach, and couldn't eat any more!

If you eat any more, the energy will not be digested.

Seeing that Li Fei and the others seemed to be unable to bear the stimulation, Qin Fengqing pretended to whisper: "Fang Ping actually kept his hand, at least half of his strength, you... hey, he probably didn't expect...Old Zheng's strength It's so bad."

Qin Fengqing shook his head, with a helpless expression, patted Jiang Chao on the side, and sighed: "Fatty, I really didn't hit you, you go on stage, he will kill you with half a knife.

I said before that he hit ten of you one by one, you don’t believe me..."

Li Fei's expression turned ugly and he said, "He has been accumulating energy for a long time..."

Qin Fengqing sighed again: "He deliberately released the water, wanting Lao Zheng to interrupt him, at least to save some face for you, otherwise, how long does it take him to store up energy?

Who knows... You have practical experience, no one else.

Just watch it like this, and in the end, didn't he stop erupting without watching him?

If I knew this earlier... I should continue to put some water. "

"Qin Fengqing!"

Wang Jinyang snorted and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Qin Fengqing understood it, and said with a dry smile: "Everyone, don't tell Old Zheng later, I know, he will have to be beaten to death. Don't talk about this, now it seems that Old Zheng is not injured, Fang Ping is so ready It took a long time to forcefully repel him, and he probably felt better."

The others didn't say a word, Jiang Chao wiped off the non-existent sweat, and cursed: "He, so cruel! This guy... Didn't he say that the sixth-rank peak he killed was injured yesterday?"

Qin Fengqing said speechlessly: "Even if he was injured... He was only in the middle of the fifth rank at that time, and now he is at the peak, and his strength has increased a lot. What do you think?"

Jiang Chao looked depressed, and complained: "I think he is a very kind guy, why is he so violent?"

"Peace..."

Qin Fengqing wanted to scold her, but considering that she would probably be beaten to death by Fang Ping, she smiled and said: "He is the president of Mowu's Martial Arts Club, so he is naturally friendly to the guests.

But warriors, once they fight, they will naturally go crazy. "

"Didn't he just go down the burrow four times?"

"Yes, but he usually fights against high-grade powerhouses when he goes down to the burrow, so his strength is relatively stronger."

"..."

Several people shut up one after another, and after a long while, Li Fei said in a low voice, "It seems that we are watching the sky from a well."

Originally, if they lost, it would be difficult for them to accept it.

But today, from the beginning to the present, it has not been easy.

After several battles, they all considered the result of losing.

In addition, the opponents also came over, and they didn't realize that they were very arrogant and rampant. They chatted with them until now, and they felt a lot better.

At this moment, Zheng Nanqi, who was hit the hardest, was walking and chatting with Fang Ping, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Thinking about it this way, they felt better.

I felt a little better...but when I thought of the five magical weapons!

The next moment, the faces of several people completely changed.

I really lost five magical weapons, and it was fatal!

...

field.

Fang Ping smiled as he walked: "Actually, I am just ready to strike, and besides... I am not afraid of Brother Zheng's jokes when I say it, because I am the signature of Wuhan University, so Mowu has consumed countless resources on me.

He helped me forge the golden bones in advance, so my strength is said to be the peak of the fifth rank. In fact, the teacher said before that I was already comparable to the upper rank of the sixth rank.

The reason why I stay at the fifth grade is also to continue polishing for a while.

You and I are competing at the same level, not to mention that I have the home court advantage, senior brother Zheng has a gentlemanly style, but I have a small stomach, I have been gaining momentum for so long, and I deliberately took advantage of senior brother..."

"Golden bones?"

Zheng Nanqi murmured, and then said bitterly: "Even at the same level... I was still defeated by you."

Fang Ping lowered his voice again, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zheng, believe it or not, I have no strength to spare now, I have no energy and blood, if I continue to fight, I will be exposed.

But Mowu's students are all here... Brother Zheng, how about saving me a little face? "

Zheng Nanqi shook his head and said: "If you lose, you lose. I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, but...it's not a good feeling."

But Zheng Nanqi felt much better seeing Fang Ping's pale face and quietly spitting out blood while avoiding the crowd.

Sure enough, he had no energy left.

If he really wanted to continue the fight, he was not seriously injured, so Fang Ping might not be his opponent.

But Fang Ping had saved his strength before, and he didn't use all his strength to slash down with his sword. In addition, Minister Wang had already announced the victory and defeat just now, so it would be a bit bullying to fight again.

As for losing... Zheng Nanqi can afford to lose half a magic weapon.

Just thinking about it, Fang Ping said again: "If Senior Brother Zheng doesn't dislike it, I can also teach you this method of accumulating momentum. The purpose of martial arts sparring is here, not for winning or losing.

Those of us are all fighting for one goal. The purpose of the competition is to improve ourselves and find our own shortcomings. What does Senior Brother Zheng think? "

"The method of accumulating momentum..."

Zheng Nanqi thought for a while and said, "It seems that we also have..."

Fang Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Exchanging needs and communicating with each other is the foundation of martial arts progress. If Zhenxing City has it, Brother Zheng can also use it to discuss it with us...Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it. .

You can watch my Mowu's battle room at will. "

Fang Ping said, and said: "Including some secret methods and secret techniques. Although Mowu has only been established for 61 years, there have been more than ten masters in these years. Brother Zheng also knows how difficult it is for us to cultivate.

The strong ones who can reach the grand master level are all stunning and gorgeous. The tactics they created are not my own boasting, Fang Ping, and they will never be too weak! "

Zheng Nanqi was a little moved, but also a little embarrassed.

Mowu, it's a bit inappropriate to open the battle room to them, isn't it?

As for the competition...he didn't pay much attention to it at this time.

Fang Ping was right, the purpose of the sparring is to improve oneself, too much entanglement in winning or losing would miss the original intention.

Although he was defeated this time, he could use half of the magical weapons in exchange for some secret techniques and tactics. If he can absorb some experience and enter the peak of the sixth rank, the rest are nothing, just things outside his body.

"Junior Brother Fang... Isn't this a bit bad?"

"What did senior brother Zheng say? If it weren't for your ancestors to protect me and mankind, would we be able to have what we are now? It's just a little bit of warfare, it's nothing."

"Then...then I will thank Junior Brother Fang for everyone!"

"..."

When they said this, the two had already reached the rest area.

Just in time, I heard Zheng Nanqi thanking Fang Ping.

Qin Fengqing's face was dull, this idiot, is he really so easy to fool?

He was defeated by someone with a knife, but he is still thanking him!

Lost five magic weapons!

If it were another person, I'm afraid he would have the heart to kill Fang Ping, but this cold face actually expressed his thanks!

What did he think?

Not only Qin Fengqing was dumbfounded, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.

On the rostrum, Li Mo looked helpless, and after a long while, he said: "Thank you for your generosity... But let's forget about the tactics..."

Old Man Li shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with you, we in Mowu teach and educate people, and create tactics for the sake of the world's talents.

Zhenxing City may have more and better tactics than ours, but there is no harm in seeing more, and the warfare room will definitely be open to them.

Not only the battle room, but also the boundary of Mowu, they can go anywhere, the coercion room, the power of heaven and earth repair room... They don't set up obstacles for them. "

After the old man finished speaking, he chuckled lightly and said, "Wu University, there is no sectarian opinion, and it is open to all rivers. This is the world's best martial arts!"

After saying these words, Li Mo became even more bitter.

You must give us benefits!

The point is, I really don't want to accept it.

Accepted... Do I want to open Star City to you?

Not open...that is small belly, selfishness, under the crisis of human beings, actually hiding selfishness...

But there are some things that really cannot be opened.

Thinking of this, Li Mo sighed, let's talk about it later, the big deal is to give Mowu some unimportant materials and tactics, and it will be considered as a favor.

The point is... I lost five magical weapons, and I still feel that I owe Mowu a favor, what the hell!

Li Mo felt very uncomfortable. It would be better not to come to Mowu this time.

On the other side, Minister Wang didn't say a word, Mowu is one ring after another, if your people don't leave, next time they will become Mowu in Star City.