The main entrance of the teaching entrance.

Fang Ping was in charge of the pass, and said loudly: "Yu Shanghua, Zhang Ziwei, and Chen Pengfei, the three senior brothers and sisters, can you come out and get to know each other?"

The crowd that was about to disperse was slightly noisy.

"What is this kid going to do?"

"Nonsense, it's obvious that you either want to challenge the ranking, or you just want everyone to support him and vote for him in the future. ”

"Yu Shanghua is No. 3 on the second-grade list, Zhang Ziwei is No. 5, Chen Pengfei is No. 8, are he sure he is not looking for death?"

"That's not necessarily, there is no diamond and no porcelain work, after all, it is also the top twenty second-grade peak martial artists, and it is not yet known who will die. ”

“......”

The crowd whispered.

Soon, a person walked out of the crowd, with a hairstyle with shovels on both sides, looking a little unruly.

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

Fang Ping was about to speak, but a person came out next to him again, it was a woman, with a standard melon seed face, long hair tied up, and she looked extremely capable.

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

"Chen Pengfei. ”

The last person was a huge strong man, Chen Pengfei stepped out and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang put on such a big formation, what advice do you have?"

Fang Ping saw that the three of them had come forward, and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, three senior brothers and sisters, I just took a look, and the three of them together have a total of 32 votes."

I don't have to look at it to know that the three are not ordinary people.

But several of them are sophomores and juniors, and I don't think there is a shortage of these credits, so I hope the three of them can support us newcomers......

It's not easy to ...... a new student."

Yu Shanghua directly interrupted: "Needless to say, don't talk nonsense, if you want to take credits, we want to too."

We were still discussing whether we wanted to talk about it.

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

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

After that, he said, "Can you call the shots for them?"

Fang Ping glanced sideways at Fu Changding and a few people, Fu Changding smiled and said, "I have no opinion, it's the same for anyone." ”

Several other people also nodded slightly, Fang Ping was the strongest freshman, he lost, then the others had no play, the same.

Seeing this, Fang Ping smiled and said, "Okay, I agree." ”

Then he turned to look at the other two and said, "What is your opinion?"

Chen Pengfei hugged his arms and said nonchalantly: "You won Yu Shanghua, I can vote for you, it's not a big deal."

But if you lose, you vote for Shanghua, and we don't do any good, so let's do you lose, just give me 30 credits, how about it?"

Obviously, Chen Pengfei felt that he didn't need to go into battle, Fang Ping won against Yu Shanghua, and he was not Fang Ping's opponent.

lost to Yu Shanghua, the tickets were gone, and there was not much point in fighting.

"30 credits?" Fang Ping smiled: "Yes, but Senior Brother Chen can't do it alone, I won, you will pull at least ten votes for me here, how about it?"

"Yes. ”

"From tomorrow until the end, everyone is a martial artist, don't play those careful thoughts, it's boring. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Fang has a lot of eyes, I really haven't thought about this problem. ”

Chen Pengfei sneered.

Fu Changding on the side looked disappointed, co-authored, these two people don't fight?

What does it mean for Fang Ping to beat Yu Shanghua!

Beat Chen Pengfei!

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

This is also the only girl in Mowu who has entered the top 20 of the second-grade list.

Zhang Ziwei said lightly: "If you want me to vote for you, it's simple, I'll talk about it if I win." Other people's business has nothing to do with me!"

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

Yu Shanghua didn't care either, he looked at Fang Ping and said, "I'm not Gu Xiong of Nanwu, Senior Brother Fang has thought it through, I've been injured and I've delayed my progress, don't blame the senior for bullying you." ”

"How can you. ”

Fang Ping chuckled and said, "But I also want to mention to Senior Brother Yu, I just stepped into the third grade, Senior Brother Yu won't mind if I fight the second grade with the third grade, right?"

"Sanpin?"

Everyone's eyes changed slightly, and there was some commotion in the crowd.

Yu Shanghua didn't care too much, Zhang Ziwei said indifferently: "There is no difference between the three products that have not entered the high stage, not to mention, the three products are also your strength, it depends on the strength, can you still make people improve?"

There was no righteous indignation, and there was no fear.

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

What's more, this is still their junior.

Below the high level of the third grade, even if there is a difference with the second grade, the difference is only that the upper limit of qi and blood is higher, and the number of quenched bones is more, and there is no qualitative change.

At this time, Fang Ping's explosive power of the tactics was comparable to theirs.

There will be no random moves, and they will not be able to defend against them.

In addition, Fang Ping's breakthrough to the third grade actually meant that he didn't have much time to cultivate the tactics, but it was not as good as Fang Ping, who stayed at the peak of the second grade, to make them even more fearful.

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

"Senior sister is bright. ”

Fang Ping praised and asked, "Those two, who will come first?"

In the crowd, someone quipped: "Senior Brother Fang has three grades, otherwise, we can go together." ”

Fang Ping's face changed slightly, and someone stimulated: "Three grades to fight two products, one to fight two, it's normal, otherwise, we are not willing to vote for the junior brother." ”

This can be regarded as a stealing concept, Yu Shanghua and Zhang Ziwei, who are at the peak of the second grade, one is the third, and the other is the fifth.

These two people, pulled out alone, will not be weaker than the average third-rank mid-stage martial artist.

The two joined forces and met a third-rank high-level martial artist, and they were not without the power to fight back.

Although Fang Ping entered the third grade, there was no qualitative change, and a single against a single may not be an opponent, let alone a pair of two.

Fighting the average second-grade peak martial artist who has not made the list, Fang Ping is not difficult to fight three at a time, and it may be easy to fight five.

Can face the two in front of you......

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

In the crowd, someone laughed again: "Didn't Senior Brother Fang say before that he wanted to challenge the president?"

The president is a four-rank martial artist, is it ...... This is the confidence of Brother Fang's nonsense?

Three products to two products, are all considering, the third products to four products...... Hahaha!"

For Fang Ping's arrogance, some people in the Martial Arts Club have long been unable to see it.

A freshman, thinking this is an ordinary martial arts university?

Not long after entering the school, he said wildly that he wanted to challenge the president of the martial arts club, what does this look like for the Demon Martial Arts Club?

Everyone didn't know each other before, and they didn't know each other, so forget it, deliberately came to find fault, for these people, it is meaningless and delays time.

But when it happened, Fang Ping was not really strong now, so it was nothing to stab him.

Some of the second-grade peak martial artists present were confident that even if they were on the field, they might not be afraid of Fang Ping.

In the top 20 of the second-grade rankings, there are a total of 6 demon martial artists, in addition to Fang Ping and the other 3 people on the field, there are two people who are also on the scene at the moment.

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

is on the list, who is really afraid of Fang Ping.

"Fang Ping!"

Yang Xiaoman shouted and shook his head at Fang Ping, these old students obviously wanted to see Fang Ping's jokes.

I also pressed these first-year students by the way.

As soon as the previous national exchange competition came out, the freshmen were much more famous than them, and the warriors were not saints, so how could no one be jealous.

A group of first-class martial artists, why are they more valued than them.

......

Fang Ping originally just wanted to fight with people and show his strength, Yu Shanghua, the third place, actually represented everything.

But now, I didn't expect to be borrowed to play and expand the meaning.

Yu Shanghua and Zhang Ziwei didn't speak, they didn't necessarily really want to fight World War II, but seeing that Fang Ping was difficult to ride a tiger, the two of them were probably happy to see it.

At this moment, Zhao Lei suddenly said: "Fang Ping, count me one, two to two, I am only in the first stage of the second grade, not a bully!"

Fang Ping glanced at him, shook his head and smiled: "No, since everyone wants to see if my Fang Ping is really imaginary, then I'm welcome."

Senior Brother Yu, Senior Sister Zhang, what do you think?"

Zhang Ziwei chuckled, "Are you sure Senior Brother Fang wants to do this?"

"There's no shame in losing, it's ...... also let everyone know that I am flat, and I really rarely speak wildly. ”

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

Yu Shanghua's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he quickly calmed down, and said lightly: "Okay, Senior Brother Fang has little experience, then we will accompany Senior Brother to make a move." ”

The two agreed.

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

The current freshmen really don't know how thick the sky is.

Sanpin sounds very uplifting, but a guy who has just entered the third grade, challenging the top ten of the second grade of the national martial arts university, really think that these two people have not defeated the third-grade martial artist?

Yu Shanghua's strength is stronger than that of ordinary third-rank mid-stage martial artists, and Zhang Ziwei is not much worse.

Demon Martial Arts is a gathering place for geniuses, and none of these people are geniuses among geniuses.

As everyone retreated, Fang Ping exhaled slightly, and his face was slightly heavy: "Bare hands or weapons?"

"Casually, there is no distinction between real battles. ”

Yu Shanghua said, and had already taken his eyebrow-raising short stick from someone else's hand.

Zhang Ziwei also drew her sword out of its sheath and threw it at a person next to her.

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

......

"Fang Ping is too composed!" Yang Xiaoman frowned and said.

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

But he has just entered the third grade, and the accumulation at the peak of the second grade is not too strong, and now he is fighting two battles, and several people are not optimistic about him.

Fu Changding also sighed and said, "It's swollen, this guy ...... What a ......."

"He quenched his bones three times...... It may not be hopeless, right?" Chen Yunxi said unconfidently.

"It's just that the qi and blood have increased a little, but the battle is not just about the qi and blood, otherwise, the qi and blood warriors will still be despised?"

......

Several people whispered.

Fang Ping's surroundings were already empty.

"Weapons Academy, big side flat, please advise the two!"

"Weapons Academy, junior Yu Shanghua!"

"Weapons Academy, sophomore Zhang Ziwei!"

The three of them saluted by their names, and the next moment, the three of them moved together!

Yu Shanghua's short stick roared and swept away, sweeping Fang Ping's lower plate, Zhang Ziwei cooperated with tacit understanding, and in an instant, the long sword stabbed Fang Ping's throat!

One up and down, sealing Fang Ping's way forward.

Fang Ping's movements were not slow, he stood on the ground on his toes, and the long knife slashed Zhang Ziwei!

Zhang Ziwei was unmoved, still maintaining the offensive, and Yu Shanghua's short stick was so easy to avoid.

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

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

Fang Ping's right foot stepped into the air again, his body was raised a lot, his left leg swept towards the short stick, and the long knife in his hand quickly slashed the long sword.

"Dang!"

With a loud bang, Zhang Ziwei's long sword tilted and slashed past Fang Ping's side, but Yu Shanghua's short stick slammed into the soles of Fang Ping's feet.

Fang Ping took advantage of his strength and flew backwards, and the next moment Fang Ping landed, taking a few steps back, and the ground under his feet was trampled out of pieces of floor tiles.

But Zhang Ziwei and the two did not stop, their footsteps moved, and they appeared in front of Fang Ping again in the blink of an eye.

......

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

Fu Changding sighed, Fang Ping's current situation is very bad, Zhang Ziwei and the two joined forces, Fang Ping prevented one, couldn't prevent the second, one was hard enough, the two together, Fang Ping completely fell into passivity.

The other onlookers also shook their heads, and someone chuckled: "One against two, I'm afraid our senior brother Fang thinks that these are two second-grade qi and blood martial artists." "It's too late, it's too fast.

Just as everyone was talking, Fang Ping, who had been retreating just now, suddenly grabbed Yu Shanghua's short stick with his left hand, and held the knife in his right hand, the blade was like a phantom, and instantly slashed at the top of Zhang Ziwei's head!

Zhang Ziwei's face changed slightly, and she took a step back with her sword.

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

But Fang Ping was holding on to the short stick at this time, stepping on the ground with his heels, stepping on a deep hole in the ground, and taking advantage of his strength to take Yu Shanghua back.

And the long knife that slashed Zhang Ziwei before also turned sharply and slapped horizontally at Xiang Hua's left arm.

Yu Xianghua roared, his arms exerted force, and Fang Ping's left hand was dripping with blood, but Fang Ping didn't care, stepped again, avoiding Zhang Ziwei, and in the next second, the long knife quickly hit Yu Xianghua's left arm!

Yu Xianghua suddenly showed a mocking look on his face, the muscles of his left upper arm quickly bulged, and the long knife was slammed, and there was a crisp sound of "dong".

"Childish!"

Yu Xianghua snorted at this moment and said two words.

He is the third in the second grade, how can he come for nothing, Fang Ping really thinks he is a vegetarian.

At this moment, Fang Ping's left hand was injured, and his intention to hit him hard also ended in failure, Yu Xianghua couldn't think of any reason for him to turn the tables.

And Zhang Ziwei, who was forced to retreat before and quickly chased after her with a sword, the tip of the sword had already stabbed Fang Ping's chest.

Fang Ping's left hand was still wrestling with Yu Xianghua at this time, and his right hand was holding a knife, seeing that he couldn't defend himself, Yu Xianghua's hand increased again, and he stubbornly fixed Fang Ping in place, as soon as he retreated, as soon as he unloaded his force, Yu Xianghua could draw a stick out and break his lumbar vertebrae with a stick!

If you don't retreat, that Ziwei can pierce his sternum with a sword!

It's hard to ride a tiger!

Chen Yunxi and the others next to him were worried, now Fang Ping was in trouble, looking at the meaning of Zhang Ziwei and the others, they obviously had no idea of keeping their hands, even if they didn't hit Fang Ping hard, Fang Ping's injury would not be too light.

However, everyone didn't notice that Zhang Ziwei, who was close to her with a sword, had changed her face again!

Fang Ping didn't care about her!

Just when she stabbed with her sword, Fang Ping instead generously exposed the sternum gap, and the long knife that had failed to make a contribution in the previous shot suddenly accelerated again, and there was a faint red glow on the knife body!

Yu Xianghua was wrestling with Fang Ping at the moment, and his whole body strength was on the short stick, at the same time as Zhang Ziwei stabbed Fang Ping, Fang Ping's long knife flashed on Yu Xianghua's waist like a phantom, and a muffled sound of "bang" came, Yu Xianghua raised his left arm again to block, but this time he trembled.

Before the tremor was over, a few "bang" sounds came out again, and a huge force came from the back of the knife, and Yu Xianghua's left arm creaked.

Under Xiang Hua's pain, the strength in his hand was loosened, Fang Ping's left hand was pushed out, and the power was pushed out along the short stick, and Xiang Hua was launched a few steps at once.

Yu Xianghua retreated again and again, far away from Fang Ping, and at this moment, Zhang Ziwei had already drawn her sword and stabbed again.

The sword just now stabbed Fang Ping's chest, but it produced a huge resistance, Fang Ping had already coagulated his blood and returned to defense, plus the sternum was quenched, and he was not seriously injured.

Fang Ping took the opportunity to repel Yu Xianghua, obviously not doing useless work.

In the dazzled eyes of everyone, Yu Xianghua was still retreating, Fang Ping's toes stepped on the ground again, and his blood-drenched left hand drew an afterimage in mid-air.

"Dangdangdang......"

A hurried sound came, Fang Ping slapped the long sword away with his left hand, and directly abandoned the knife with his right hand, taking advantage of the gap when the long sword swung open, and directly hit Zhang Ziwei's chest!

Zhang Ziwei quickly retreated, but Fang Ping was catching up quickly at this moment, roaring violently, and the red glow of his hands was almost visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, everyone saw Fang Ping catching up with Zhang Ziwei, like a tiger descending from a mountain, slamming his hands into the opponent's chest!

Zhang Ziwei blocked with her cross arm, but the blood flowed from the hammered arm, and the whole person kept flying backwards.

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

But at this moment, it is too late.

Fang Ping roared again, his fists erupted into a brighter red glow in the night, and in the blink of an eye, he hammered out seven or eight punches!

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking came out, Zhang Ziwei's arm suddenly weakened and drooped, Fang Ping shouted again, his fists came out, and Zhang Ziwei flew out upside down with one move, hit the wall behind him, and slowly fell to the ground.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and when everyone came back to their senses, Fang Ping had already turned around and fought with Yu Xianghua.

Fang Ping, who abandoned the knife, was more flexible, and his footsteps left afterimages in the air, surrounding Yu Xianghua with heavy punches!

......

"This ......"

Everyone was a little stunned, this reversal came too quickly, and it was obvious that Fang Ping had fallen into the disadvantage.

But no one expected that Fang Ping's purpose at the beginning was not Yu Xianghua, but kept staring at Zhang Ziwei, which was equivalent to Xiang Hua being repulsed, Fang Ping seized the opportunity, and "Explosive Blood Knife" hit Zhang Ziwei's bones with two fists, and Zhang Ziwei's bones were shattered and he was seriously injured.

"How did he do it!"

Someone shouted, not how Fang Ping defeated Zhang Ziwei, but how Fang Ping managed to wrestle with Yu Xianghua and have the spare strength to defend against Zhang Ziwei's sword.

Yu Xianghua was repulsed, and Zhang Ziwei was severely injured, all of which were related to the failure of this sword.

If it weren't for that, how could the two be so easily deceived.

"Qi and blood!"

Someone whispered two words.

"A steady stream of qi and blood...... The endless power of qi and blood gushed out from his left hand, preventing Yu Xianghua, the qi and blood in his chest condensed, preventing the sword from hurting him hard, and his right hand still had the remaining strength to slap Yu Xianghua, hitting his left arm and almost cracking his bones......

These are all offensive and defensive techniques that consume a lot of qi and blood.

Ordinary martial artists, taking care of one and losing the other, can't do the tripartite consideration, Fang Ping did it!

"How much blood does he have?"

"Did you take the pill in advance?"

"But this transformation speed is too fast!"

“......”

In the confusion of everyone, Fang Ping no longer played tactics with Yu Xianghua at this moment, relying on the strong strength of qi and blood, his fists continued to play the technique of continuous slashing!

Yu Xianghua couldn't stop it at all, he couldn't shake it with Fang Ping, and kept retreating, constantly retreating......

Everyone didn't know how many times Fang Ping had hammered, until finally, Yu Xianghua's hand trembled, the long stick fell, and Fang Ping hit the opponent's chest with a punch, and he flew away from Xiang Hua!

"Poof!"

Yu Xianghua, who fell to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

His hands were still shaking......

On the other side, Zhang Ziwei was also trembling and was helped up, holding her chest and looking at Fang Ping, the corners of her mouth were bloodstained.

"Concession. ”

Fang Ping's momentum was like a rainbow, even his chest and left hand were bloodstained, but at this moment, he was ignored.

This guy ...... Really defeated the two of them together!