Chapter 185: The Battle of Nanwu

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6 p.m.

Fang Ping and the others didn't see Huang Jing, but Bai Ruoxi rushed over.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Bai Ruoxi held a small meeting.

"The dean has arrived, but now that he has gone to the governor's mansion, he should go to the scene with the governor of Nanjiang.

The dean didn't say how to win or lose. In fact, winning or losing is up to him.

Warriors can only win!

Now I will give you a chance to fight against your peers, and if you go to the burrow in the future, who will give you a fair chance?

Therefore, everyone should cherish this kind of competition. "

Everyone nodded, and Fang Ping nodded too. After nodding, he asked, "Teacher, have you brought the elixir from the school?"

Bai Ruoxi laughed and said: "No wonder Teacher Tang said..."

"Teacher, Mr. Tang, it's not that I disrespect the teacher and slander the teacher, I'm really a little narrow-minded.

Teacher, is Teacher Tang married? "

"ah?"

"Isn't he unmarried?" Fang Ping said in surprise, "If that's the case, it's understandable that he has a bad temper."

"Nonsense!"

Bai Ruoxi laughed, "Teacher Tang's daughter is about to go to college..."

"He has a daughter?"

Fang Ping said in shock, "It doesn't look like a fatherly person at all..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Tang found out, and be careful to settle accounts with you."

Bai Ruoxi laughed again. Among the tutors, Bai Ruoxi was soft-tempered, and she wouldn't get angry when she joked.

After talking and joking for a while, Bai Ruoxi turned back to the topic and said, "I brought you the elixir, but, Fang Ping, I actually want to remind you, don't rely on your physique to overuse the elixir.

If you are like this, it is easy to form dependence in the end, and your grasp of your own combat skills is not subtle enough to understand deeply.

The use of qi and blood and the cultivation of fighting consciousness are not good things.

Once one day, you completely run out of pills, how do you deal with the crisis?

Improve your own strength and learn how to use the least cost to obtain the greatest results. This is what you should learn.

Your qi and blood are already higher than ordinary people. Under such circumstances, you cannot suppress at the same level, which means that your strength is not as strong as you imagined.

Some fighters can fight ten against one, and they are all fighters of the same level. How can they do this without quickly recovering their blood?

All of these are things you need to consider. "

Fang Ping nodded seriously, it makes sense and is worth pondering.

But...it doesn't seem like a waste, and the school doesn't give me any advantage.

After exhorting everyone, knowing that Chen Yunxi was going to take the stage, Bai Ruoxi smiled lightly and said, "Fight hard, show your strength."

"Well, I will definitely perform well!"

Chen Yunxi nodded solemnly, feeling wronged again in her heart, if I don't show up, I'm really going to be a support staff.

...

Fang Ping did not take advantage of the pills given by the school.

Divided 1 second-grade qi and blood pill and 4 first-grade qi and blood pills.

The value of wealth has also increased to a certain extent, reaching 7 million. In the past few days, his bone tempering has reached the peak, and the consumption is not too large.

"It's enough to add 7000 calories of blood..."

Fang Ping calculated for a while, the wealth value of 7 million is more than enough for a few games, and there is no need to worry about the problem of insufficient blood.

The key point is that if you don't take the pill, you don't take it when you play.

This kind of public competition is actually very troublesome, especially when there are strong people watching the battle, Fang Ping has to take the elixir, showing that he relies on the elixir to restore his blood.

Most of these pills are actually wasted.

No matter how much money you have, it's not such a waste.

...

At 6:30, everyone set off from the hotel and went to Nanjiang Wuhan University not far away.

Nanjiang Wuhan University.

Wang Jinyang and several school tutors stood at the gate. Seeing Fang Ping and the others, Wang Jinyang nodded slightly, then looked at Bai Ruoxi and said with a smile: "Teacher Bai, I didn't expect you to come here."

"Our dean is here too,

You should come with Governor Zhang and the others. "

Bai Ruoxi smiled, and followed up with a few words of greeting, but her attitude towards the Nanwu instructors on the side was average.

As for Nan Wu's instructors, it seems that Wang Jinyang is also the leader at the moment.

The instructors of Nanwu started at the third rank, and the fourth rank is considered the mainstay. There are very few fifth ranks, and the sixth ranks are all school leaders.

Wang Jinyang's strength, even among the mentors, is outstanding.

Coupled with his status as the president of the Martial Arts Club, the social status of the few mentors who followed him was not as good as Wang Jinyang.

Fang Ping's eyes were a little hot, this is life!

It's not like me, who is picked on by the big lion every day, and one day the big lion will bow his head and lower his eyebrows in front of him like these mentors, that will be a great joy in life.

Wang Jinyang and Bai Ruoxi exchanged a few words, and then said as they walked: "The five Nanwu students this time are all top-notch in Nanwu.

Fang Ping, don't be careless.

What I want to see is evenly matched, not crushed. I'm talking about Nanwu crushing you and crushing you. "

"Will not."

"hope so."

Wang Jinyang didn't say much, and led a few people all the way to the Martial Arts Club.

Nanwu is not as big as Mowu, and the Martial Arts Club is not as luxurious as Mowu, directly occupying hundreds of acres of land.

But Nanwu Martial Arts Club is not a small place.

This time the venue of the exchange competition is not indoors, but outdoors.

On the lawn in front of the Budaosha building, a ring was temporarily set up, and there were no seats around it.

According to Wang Jinyang, it would be a disgrace for warriors to compete on stage while those in the audience sit and watch the show!

You can't even stand and watch the martial arts competition, so don't be a martial artist at all.

Whoever complains, get out.

So when Fang Ping and the others arrived, they saw thousands of students standing around the lawn, surrounded by darkness, full of momentum.

Seeing Fang Ping and the others, the Nanwu student group seemed a little noisy.

Many people pointed...

But before the discussion was over, Wang Jinyang suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"

"The weak have no right to dictate to the strong!"

"Mowu's freshmen are now challenging my second-rank peak fighters from the third, fourth, and fifth grades of Nanwu University. This is an unfair competition!"

"If Nanwu loses this time, all warriors will be able to exchange for pills, and their grade points will increase by 5%!

All non-warriors, after the end of their sophomore year, have not yet entered the warrior realm, they will be expelled!

Nanjiang Wuhan University is a university of martial arts, and it is not for you to fool around!

In previous years, there were actually non-warriors who graduated as Nanwu graduates. This is a shame to Nanwu, not a manifestation of Nanwu's tolerance! "

"..."

The crowd suddenly became a little noisy, and someone said angrily: "We didn't play again, what does it have to do with us if we lose..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jinyang's eyes suddenly turned to him!

"You, come out!"

Everyone looked at the student who had just spoken in unison.

The man's face changed for a while, and he walked out after a while, and said boldly: "President Wang, am I wrong?"

"You, you can leave Nanwu now!"

"Leave... Nanwu?"

"Yes, you were fired!"

Fang Ping and the others were stunned, what's going on?

The student who just came out was also stunned, and then said angrily: "Wang Jinyang, what right do you have to expel me!"

Wang Jinyang did not answer, glanced at the others, and said coldly: "As a member of Nanwu, I don't have any sense of collective honor or shame, and at any time, I feel that the matter has nothing to do with me.

There are benefits, but not to you, you complain about the unfairness of the school.

Has anyone ever thought about it, why?

Because you were admitted to Nanwu?

Because you don't think about making progress, what you think is that one day you will become a warrior and be a domineering one?

What is a warrior!

Warriors are not your passport to the privileged class, warriors are a group of brave men struggling on the verge of death!

I'm in Nambu, didn't see all this! "

As soon as his words fell, the surrounding crowd suddenly dispersed, and several majestic and strong men stepped forward.

The leader among them was a gray-haired old man, the old man didn't speak, but a middle-aged strong man on the right side of him said loudly: "Wang Jinyang is right.

What does it have to do with you if you lose?

Then if one day, Hua Guo was defeated in the war, all the strong fell, and you were enslaved, would you also issue such a declaration?

It's all the fault of the strong, why should we bear it all!

Nanwu, or Nanjiang, does not need such warriors!

If you are not convinced, you can go on stage. If you feel that the few people on the stage cannot represent you, then go on stage and fight yourself! "

Everyone silenced, because everyone recognized who the other party was.

Governor of Nanjiang - Zhang Dingnan!

Whether Zhang Dingnan had this name from the beginning, or changed it later, no one knows.

Everyone only knows that since Zhang Dingnan broke through to the Grandmaster Realm, he has started to intervene in the affairs of all parties, including the affairs of Wuhan University, and all of them are based on the standard of iron and blood.

As soon as he said this, it obviously meant that Wang Jinyang's previous words would be taken seriously.

Even Nanwu's principal, the old man, didn't say anything.

The others didn't speak, but Wang Jinyang bowed slightly to the masters, then looked at Fang Ping and the others and said, "I'm laughing."

Bai Ruoxi smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, everything about Nanwu has also inspired us deeply."

"Then don't waste everyone's time."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jinyang looked at the group of people standing under the ring, and said loudly: "Today, you represent Nanwu, Nanjiang!

They are all peak warriors of the second rank, and your opponents have just entered the second rank!

Winning is nothing to be happy about.

Losing means that Nanwu's teaching method is wrong, and the school is not a gentle town!

If we lose today, I will suggest that the school eliminate 90% of the students, concentrate resources, and cultivate a group of elites who dare to fight and can fight! "

This remark once again sparked a heated discussion in low voices.

Wang Jinyang didn't care about them, looked at Fang Ping and the others and said, "It's not a mass competition, the order of participation is random, the winner stays, and the loser leaves!

The one who stays on stage at the end wins! "

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows slightly, which was much more wild and casual.

On the other side, several masters and powerhouses did not speak, and walked to the side of the ring, and everyone stood and watched, without preparing a rostrum, melon-seed seats or the like for them.

This kind of arena is very simple, worse than the underground boxing market.

But this simple arena welcomed the spectators of three masters.

Wang Jinyang directly acted as the referee, and said again: "Nanwu is the home court, and Nanwu will go first!"

Under the arena, several young people looked at each other, and soon, a warrior with a spear came onto the arena.

"Nanjiang Martial Arts University, Arms Academy, Chen Pengfei, a third-year student, second-rank peak, mission points, Nanwu second-rank third!"

Fang Ping was slightly puzzled, and Bai Ruoxi explained in a low voice: "Nanwu doesn't have many missions, and the number of missions you do also means the number of shots you take and the strength of your actual combat ability.

Nan Wu completes a mission, has mission points, and ranks third in the second-rank realm, which means that he has performed a lot of missions among the second-rank warriors, and he has sufficient experience in fighting warriors..."

Fang Ping nodded, indicating that he understood.

The warriors of Nanwu obviously knew this better. Seeing that Chen Pengfei was the first to take the stage, they also felt that Chen Pengfei was enough to represent the peak level of the second rank of Nanwu.

Glancing at Fu Changding and the others, Fu Changding was eager to try, "I'll do it, I'll use a gun too..."

Fang Ping didn't look at him, but looked at Zhao Lei and said, "Go!"

"I?"

"You have to play well in the first match, you blamed me for not giving you a chance in the previous exchange match.

This time I give you a chance, Zhao Lei, if you lose, the one who lost Mowu, the one who lost me, in the future, I will beat you every time I see you! "

Zhao Lei's face turned black, and he didn't talk nonsense.

He walked straight to the arena, and when he got on the stage, he shouted loudly: "Wu Da, the capital of magic, Zhao Lei, a freshman student from the Weapons Academy, is at the beginning of the second rank!"

Those who have not finished tempering the bones of the three limbs are all at the beginning of the second rank.

The members of Mowu, except for Fang Ping, are all second-rank and early stage warriors.

...

"Can you win?"

Fu Changding said something in a low voice, Fang Ping said flatly: "It doesn't matter, if you lose, there is still me.

You can figure it out. "

"you……"

The faces of the few people were not happy, but they stopped asking questions. On the stage, they had already started fighting.

...

On the ring.

From the very beginning of the competition, Chen Pengfei showed the strength of the second-rank elite of Wuhan University!

The long spear strikes, and the sound of the tiger's howl is faintly heard!

And Zhao Lei also moved like a rabbit, with his toes on the ground, as fast as a tiger, and instantly approached Chen Pengfei at a curved angle.

Chen Pengfei's reaction speed was extremely fast. The tentative spear was retracted immediately before it was pulled out. The body of the gun shook, and the middle of the spear began to bend. go.

Fang Ping stared at it for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not easy to practice a long spear to this extent."

Guns, in the eyes of many people, are not weapons suitable for close combat. The gun body is too long, and the power of the weapon will not be displayed when the distance is shortened.

But Chen Pengfei didn't care about this at all. When Zhao Lei was close to him, the heart of his spear moved and bent at will. In this way, it was no more troublesome than a sword.

Fu Changding's face was a little dignified and said: "It is said that the spear is like a dragon, and the dragon can be big or small, stretchable or bendable, very powerful..."

While the two were talking, Wang Jinyang came over at some point, frowned and said, "It's flashy!"

"The weapon is only for killing the enemy, so what if it can be bent? Has the power increased? Since the spear is afraid of getting close, then don't give the opponent a chance to get close. If you have the ability to bend like this, it's better to increase the speed of the gun!

What's more, the shooter is going straight to the target!

Since you can't do it, then just practice short weapons! "

Fang Ping and the others were speechless at what they said, and it seemed that it was not wrong.

Wang Jinyang frowned while watching the match on the stage: "There is still a gap, Zhao Lei may not win.

Fang Ping, you will come later!

Be fast, ruthless, and defeat the remaining four people quickly, so that I can reform Nanwu with my heart! "

Fang Ping was stunned, what's going on with you, you've started commanding Mowu's team, what a shady scene!

Fu Changding and the others were also speechless, what about us?

Wang Jinyang coughed lightly and said, "There are plenty of opportunities to practice. This time it's not for you to practice, but I hope you can help me speed up some changes. Don't worry, all the pills I promised will be in place."

Fang Ping thought for a while and said, "Nanwu's leaders have no objections?"

"Anyone who has opinions will be sent to other burrows to do tasks!"

Wang Jinyang said something casually, Fang Ping was speechless, what the hell, Old Wang has become Nan Wu's home, is Nan Wu like this?

A few words of slander, more envy.

When will I be able to be the master of the Mowu master?

"Okay, but to be honest, I'm not sure..."

"Do your best."

While the two were talking, the situation on the stage changed.

Chen Pengfei shot out, Zhao Lei stepped on his toes, jumped up into the air, and dodged the shot.

The next moment, Chen Pengfei seemed to feel that this was an opportunity. Instead of stabbing Zhao Lei, Chen Pengfei stabbed at the void beside him.

Fang Ping saw something. Chen Pengfei did have a lot of actual combat experience, and this shot was a prediction.

Predict the timing and location of Zhao Lei's fall. At that time, Zhao Lei lacked the necessary countermeasures.

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to accurately grasp such predictions and timing of shots.

Chen Pengfei was obviously not among them, the other party fired a shot, and even Wang Jinyang nodded slightly.

But the next moment, when Zhao Lei was about to fall, if he fell according to the inertia, he might be pierced by a bullet, and when everyone else was sweating for him, Zhao Lei suddenly moved!

I saw Zhao Lei stepping on the ground with his left foot, his body suddenly lifted up, and then he took a step forward with his right foot, hitting the tip of Chen Pengfei's spear with one foot!

Chen Pengfei pulled out the gun with all his strength, and the tip of the gun was bent a little under the step on it.

And Zhao Lei used his strength to fly forward, and in the blink of an eye, he got close to Chen Pengfei again.

At this moment, Chen Pengfei was in a vacuum. Zhao Lei's grasp of the timing was also quite precise.

The moment Chen Pengfei pulled back his strength, he punched Chen Pengfei in the chest!

Without waiting for Chen Pengfei to strike back, Zhao Lei sneered, turned his fist into a palm, quickly reached out, and pinched the opponent's wrist holding the gun!

Before everyone came back to their senses, Zhao Lei alternately kicked out with both legs...

A few seconds later, the two separated, Zhao Lei's face turned slightly pale, and his legs trembled.

On the other hand, Chen Pengfei's face was flushed, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he said slightly disappointed: "I lost."

This is not a life-and-death battle. Although the group arena is fought with the determination of a life-and-death battle, but at this moment, his sternum is broken, his internal organs are shaking, and his strength is exhausted. If he persists, it will only delay time and aggravate his injuries. There is no need to fight until he is about to die the point.

Fang Ping in the audience clicked his tongue and said: "Standing in the sky, I didn't see it, this guy still has a trick hidden, isn't he trying to bully me?"

He was extremely skeptical that Zhao Lei hid himself from telling everyone that he had reached the empty space for the sake of intimidation.

Chen Pengfei made a mistake in his judgment, and he didn't expect that Zhao Lei stood up and stayed in the air for a while, avoiding his predicted shot.

As a result, the situation that was originally evenly matched suddenly changed.

Wang Jinyang didn't pay much attention to it, looked at Fang Ping and said, "I'll go there first, and you will play in the next game."

Zhao Lei's energy and blood were consumed so much that it was meaningless to continue playing this round.

"Okay, the employer's suggestion, I'm happy to meet it."

Fang Ping laughed, and he didn't mind coming on stage early.

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