World’s Best Martial Artist - Chapter 274

[Chapter 266 Inhumans]

[Book Title: Global Gaowu Chapter 266 Inhuman Author: Eagles Eat Chickens]

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The loud noises kept coming, and the students of the martial arts hall on the periphery all turned pale and hurriedly retreated.

This is the first time they have seen a third-grade martial artist fight.

Although Fang Ping’s “King Kong Fist” has not yet reached the stage of completion, the fist power is unified, the qi and blood are deep, and the punch is also extremely powerful.

He has not made much progress in his combat skills, but his mental strength is strong and his reaction speed is faster than ordinary people.

Although Zhang Zhenhua is strong, he is not superior to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping avoided Zhang Zhenhua’s attacks several times, and attacked his key points frantically with the advantage of speed, but Zhang Zhenhua was more busy with dealing with it than he was!

“You think I’m still who I was before!”

Fang Ping hummed softly in his heart. His physique and qi and blood are far stronger than those of ordinary 3rd rank peak warriors. The bone marrow has been tempered to make his bones stronger by three points. bigger than others.

Zhang Zhenhua’s natural strength is a great advantage to others, but it has no effect on Fang Ping.

The only disadvantage of Fang Ping at the moment is that he has not practiced for a long time.

Others, no one of the same rank is stronger than him.

Against Zhang Zhenhua, Fang Ping still focuses on skilled tactics!

Zhang Zhenhua’s speed was a bit slower than Fang Ping’s, and he was also a little impatient and unwilling.

Just as Fang Ping struck again with a punch, Zhang Zhenhua suddenly roared loudly, and his two mace made a huge whistling sound, heading straight for Fang Ping’s shoulders.

Fang Ping’s face changed, and he wanted to retreat, but he felt a strong momentum suppressing him!

“When I haven’t killed anyone!”

Fang Ping also oozes blood and energy, and his mental power explodes instantly, pressing down on the opposite side!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Ping’s qi and blood energy condensed at one point and exploded in an instant!

Outsiders only saw Fang Ping’s toes stepping on the ground, and the moment he stepped on the stone surface under his feet shattered, then Fang Ping rose up from the ground and flew out fiercely!

On the opposite side, Zhang Zhenhua also roared fiercely, pressing down with his double mace, and slammed it down quickly.

Just when everyone thought that the two were about to collide, Fang Ping suddenly took a volley and his body suddenly rose a lot. This time, he avoided Zhang Zhenhua’s double trump card.

…

peripheral.

The skinny old man frowned and said solemnly, “What happened to Zhenhua!”

Even if Zhang Zhenhua’s speed is slower than Fang Ping’s, he won’t be able to react after Fang Ping stepped into the air, and continue to make big moves downwards. Isn’t this courting death?

At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard stepped into the air and said with a chuckle, “Mental interference!”

“Ok?”

The skinny old man was stunned for a while, and the white-haired old man explained, “Mental power!”

“he?”

“right.”

The skinny old man’s face changed!

At the peak of the fifth rank, he is still far from that point.

The white-haired old man is the strongest in Changyang Village. It should be no surprise that he said so.

…

While the two were talking.

Fang Ping stepped into the air, raised his body, and directly avoided the opponent’s big move. Zhang Zhenhua’s qi and blood exploded greatly.

Before the double mace was knocked down, the gravel on the ground had already splashed out, and the surrounding warriors had shot to block to prevent the gravel from hurting people.

And Fang Ping, who was stepping in the air, took advantage of Zhang Zhenhua’s one move to hit the air, and his blood was unsteady.

“boom!”

The huge muffled sound was like hitting a cowhide drum.

Fang Ping hit Zhang Zhenhua’s back with a punch, Zhang Zhenhua roared, his back muscles and bones creaked, his feet sank deep into the ground, and his whole body was almost smashed into the ground by Fang Ping.

Fang Ping didn’t stop when he hit with a punch.

With a “Boom”, he smashed it down again with a punch!

“puff!”

Blood spurted from Zhang Zhenhua’s mouth, he knelt down and couldn’t stand up, and a roar like a beast came from his mouth!

When warriors fight, one move can divide life and death.

He burst out with a big move and wanted to decide the outcome with one move. As a result, Fang Ping had a whim and used his mental power to cooperate with his momentum to suppress him, and also interfered with him for a moment. In such a moment of effort, Fang Ping found an opportunity. He knelt down and couldn’t stand up after two punches.

“Zhenhua!”

“Bastard!”

“…”

Some middle-aged and elderly warriors in the periphery were furious!

No one expected that the two were fighting for a while, and when Zhang Zhenhua broke out his ultimate move, Fang Ping seized the opportunity and hit the back with two punches, and he couldn’t stand on his knees.

“Shut up!”

The white-haired old man snorted coldly and said, “This is the end of the discussion, little friend can stop!”

At this moment, Fang Ping was posing for a third punch, aiming at Zhang Zhenhua’s head.

Hearing this, Fang Ping withdrew his hand, stepped back in the air, and landed on the same spot. He was incomparably unrestrained, and said with a smile, “It’s a fluke, seniors, don’t blame me.”

At this moment, Fang Ping was still a little excited.

Learned another trick!

The use of spiritual power is only understood by grandmasters, even Lu Fengrou is only half-understood.

In fact, Fang Ping didn’t expect that he had just been full of momentum and cooperated with mental power to suppress Zhang Zhenhua. Zhang Zhenhua’s thinking, who was able to suppress it, suddenly stagnated. Fang Ping saw that he was stuck for a while, and he didn’t know that the opportunity was coming. If he didn’t want to kill people, he could blow Zhang Zhenhua’s head with one punch.

Despite this, Zhang Zhenhua was seriously injured at the moment, and several young people hurried forward to check his condition.

Zhang Zhenguang looked at Fang Ping with complicated eyes, carefully pulled out Zhang Zhenhua whose feet were in the pothole, glanced at Fang Ping, and hesitated.

Fang Ping’s victory over Zhang Zhenhua seemed extraordinarily easy.

But Zhang Zhenguang knew that his eldest brother was not that weak, could Fang Ping be so strong?

Before Zhang Zhenguang could say anything, the white-haired old man who had just arrived smiled lightly: “For martial arts universities like Mowu and Jingwu, it is much easier to find genius than us, but my little friend is a little bit beyond my expectations.”

The third-rank martial artist has struck a mental shock, although it is not too strong, but this can be regarded as a master method.

Of course, Fang Ping could only make some slight disturbances at this moment.

Unlike the cunning he had seen, the fourth- and fifth-rank martial artists who were directly pressed became meat sauce.

That is the real spiritual shock suppression!

But Fang Ping is still very satisfied. The mental power is his own, not pure external power like Infinite Qi and Blood.

The third-rank realm uses mental power to suppress the opponent, which is also a manifestation of his strength.

As for why his mental power is stronger than others… Fang Ping didn’t admit that it was the system’s credit anyway, and he didn’t use the system to force his mental power.

It can only be said that the talent is extraordinary!

Even if there is no wealth value, Fang Ping can use his mental power, and he can wait for his mental power to recover on his own.

“It’s a fluke that the master is too famous.”

Fang Ping humbly said, it is not good to be humble, the other party felt his own spiritual power, and most of them are the peak of the sixth grade, and this kind of martial artist cannot afford to offend.

I just beat Zhang Zhenhua myself, but I don’t want to be beaten up.

“Fuck?” The white-haired old man shook his head gently.

The third-rank can use mental power. If this is a fluke, it is also a great luck. I am afraid that the second one cannot be found. It is unreasonable.

However, the white-haired old man kindly reminded: “The consumption of mental power will cause mental exhaustion, and even if you can’t wake up, you still need to pay attention…”

Fang Ping nodded quickly!

It’s no wonder that Lu Fengrou is often unable to wake up, it should be exercising her mental strength.

But I…then there’s no need to remind me.

The big deal, spend some wealth value to replenish it.

“Thank you Master for reminding…”

Fang Ping had just finished thanking, and the old man who had just been kind-hearted suddenly said, “Little friend can leave now!”

Fang Ping’s face froze, it was too fast to rush people!

However, after hitting other people’s baby bumps, they didn’t get angry, which is not bad.

Fang Ping didn’t dare to stay for a long time, he pulled out the long knife beside him, and left quickly.

…

Fang Ping walked for a while, and the white-haired old man suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, and hummed: “Get out, come back to Changyang Village, I will kill you!”

“Cut, I’m afraid you won’t succeed?”

In mid-air, a figure appeared and disappeared, and someone sneered and said, “Don’t die so quickly, sooner or later, we will compete with you!”

“roll!”

The white-haired old man was furious, and some nearby warriors retreated one after another, their eyes full of fear.

“It’s boring, stingy, I hit your grandson, but I didn’t hit you…”

“You can’t get out!”

The white-haired old man was very angry, and suddenly shot straight into the sky, and then everyone heard a thunderous sound. After a while, the white-haired old man fell to the ground, and the ground was torn apart with one foot, and the cracks spread all over the square.

The skinny old man next to him said intently, “Who?”

“Mowu’s Longevity Sword!”

The white-haired old man snorted softly and said in a muffled voice, “A defiant bastard who peeps from the sky without permission. If he doesn’t want to make a big deal, let him look good!”

“Longevity Swordsman Li Changsheng!”

The skinny old man took a slight breath and said, “How did this old guy come out with magic?”

“Mowu Principal Zhang died in battle. The three great masters are not there. The others are guarding the burrows. The Mowu genius has been tempered. Except for him, no one else can support him.”

“Longevity Sword… It’s a pity.”

The skinny old man suddenly shook his head and sighed softly.

Today, among the powerhouses at the peak of the sixth rank of magic and martial arts, Lu Fengrou calls herself “Wu Wudi”, claiming to be invincible under the masters.

“Mad Lion” Tang Feng is also famous, known as the top three under the master.

Of course, these have touted ingredients in them.

But before these two rose up, the Mowu “Longevity Swordsman” was the top powerhouse with the most hope of being a grandmaster. With a sword of immortality, the fifth-ranked and the sixth-ranked, and stepping into the sixth-ranked realm, everyone felt that his grandmaster was imminent.

However, after the burrows that year, the name Longevity Sword completely disappeared from the martial arts world.

The white-haired old man snorted softly: “What a pity, in these years, no one has died in battle! More than one grandmaster died in battle!”

“He, Li Changsheng, was only severely damaged by his spiritual power, and it is luck that he didn’t die!”

The skinny old man still regretted: “One less grandmaster… No, maybe two.

After that battle, Mowu Lu Fengrou almost went crazy, and the sword of immortality was at a loss. Otherwise, Mowu might now be the six great masters and secure the position of the No. 1 school. As for this, Master Zhang had to fight many times and was seriously injured in body, and finally the golden body was destroyed.

”

The white-haired old man will not say more, no matter how strong the longevity swordsman is, it is also back then.

Today’s Li Changsheng is just an ordinary Rank 6 peak. His mental power is severely damaged and cannot be healed. His grandmaster is hopeless.

…

Fang Ping, who had already left in a hurry, was naturally unaware of this scene.

After defeating Zhang Zhenhua, Fang Ping was in a very good mood.

After not staying in Changyang Village for a long time, Fang Ping drove to Wanshan Temple overnight. This was also the strongest opponent since this trip.

Seventh in the third-rank list!

In Wanshan Temple, there are rumors that there is a master in charge, Fang Ping does not know the truth.

Because the master of Wanshan Temple did not enter the list of masters.

Fang Ping had inquired with Old Man Li before, and Old Man Li explained to him that the old monk from Wanshan Temple had been in the Zhongzhou Grotto for 6 years, and he had not returned for 6 years, so the probability of death was extremely high!

However, in the Zhongzhou burrows, once the grandmaster broke out in a war, or fell, the grand master Zhao Xingwu, who was sitting in Zhongzhou, should be able to detect it.

Now that the fall of the master has not been found, the old monk of Wanshan Temple may not have died and went deep into the burrow.

However, it has not been out for 6 years, and the hope of surviving is really low.

Whether he is alive or not can only be seen later.

…

On the evening of the 13th, Fang Ping arrived at Yuntai Mountain, where Wanshan Temple is located.

On the 14th, Fang Ping had just entered the mountain and entered the mountain pass. A young monk with a shaved head and a monk robe folded his hands and smiled like a Maitreya.

“Fang donor, the little monk has been waiting for a long time!”

“Flower monk?”

The little monk’s face froze, and he smiled lightly: “The donor seems to have misunderstood the little monk?”

Fang Ping held the long knife and joked: “It’s not what I said, when the third-rank list came out, no one else had a nickname, just you, Hua Monk rebooted, you were the first ranked martial artist to be exposed to gossip. I heard that you often go down the mountain to look for flowers and willows…”

The rebooting monk Bai Nen’s cheeks were slightly flushed, and he said with a chuckle: “The donor has misunderstood, the rumors cannot be taken seriously. For example, the rumor that the donor Fang only hits women’s breasts, can this be taken seriously?”

Fang Ping said with a smile: “I’ve fought, so the rumors are true.”

The rebooting monk’s face stiffened, and after a long while he said: “If you don’t talk about it, if you don’t come, I’m also going to challenge you. Since I’m here, let’s do it!”

“this?”

Fang Ping glanced around, and there were many tourists around.

“That’s it, national disasters are at the forefront, everyone is responsible, and everyone should worship martial arts!”

“You shouldn’t be a monk!”

“You should be a monk!”

After the rebooting monk finished speaking, his monk robe instantly collapsed, torn apart, revealing his strong upper body, he laughed loudly: “I’m in the way, Zhang Zhenhua was defeated by you, and no one of the third rank in Zhongzhou can match me, you’re here just in time!”

“Monk Hua is in good shape!”

This time, Fang Ping didn’t give up his sword anymore. There were many tourists around, so he had to fight handsomely and win simply!

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they had already jumped into the air, the Zen staff and the long knife collided instantly, and the roar echoed in the mountains.

…

Halfway up the mountain.

Old man Li pouted, and an old monk in a cassock beside him also smiled and said with a slight smile, “It’s nice to be young…”

“Two little calves, how about an exhibition match?”

Old man Li scolded, the two third-rank warriors are not fighting on the ground, but fighting in the air, their heads are flooded!

But fighting in the air… looks really handsome.

“Young people…”

The old monk’s face was full of smiles, and he was happy for some reason.

…

foot of the mountain.

midair.

Fang Ping’s long saber wielded airtight, and the air that slashed from time to time rumbled and exploded.

The rebooting monk had a solemn expression, but he was ranked seventh in the third rank.

A Zen stick, that’s for the facade.

The rebooting monk threw it at random, and the meditation stick was inserted straight into a stone wall. The next moment, the muscles of the rebooting monk swelled all over, and the fair skin instantly turned golden yellow!

Amid the exclamations of outsiders in the distance, the rebooting monk turned his hands into palms, and staged a scene of empty-handed snatch.

Fang Ping’s B-rank long sword broke out with five consecutive slashes, with amazing momentum, but the rebooting monk clasped his hands together and directly clamped the blade.

In mid-air, Fang Ping burst into anger, his arms bulged, and he directly burst his jacket. Holding a long knife, he pushed the little monk all the way to the stone wall not far away.

“I won’t play with you!”

The rebooting monk suddenly burst out laughing, released the long knife, and fell straight down in an instant.

Fang Ping was not surprised, he fought in the air, he was handsome, but it was difficult to exert his strength.

Condescendingly, Fang Ping held the knife in both hands, the blood on the blade flashed away, and fell down instantly!

The rebooting monk stepped on the ground with his toes, his figure flashed, and disappeared in front of the stone wall.

However, Fang Ping’s sword continued to slash towards the stone wall.

“Boom!”

After a loud noise, a knife mark several meters long and tens of centimeters deep was left on the stone wall.

Fang Ping didn’t stop at all, he turned around with the knife and slashed the attacking monk again.

…

Halfway up the mountain.

Someone roared in a low voice: “Are you demolishing the mountain? Two bastards, next time I meet you, I will slap you to death!”

As he said that, he looked at Li Changsheng who were smiling and didn’t speak with a dreadful look on their faces, snorted and walked away.

Such a big mountain is not owned by the Wanshan Temple family.

…

at the foot of the mountain.

The place where Fang Ping and the rebooting monk were fighting was already in a mess.

In the past, Fang Ping had seen the remnants of the battle between the two great eighth-rank grandmasters.

At that time, Fang Ping felt that the eighth-rank grandmaster was very strong and non-human.

To this day, Fang Ping has long understood that the battle between the eighth-rank powerhouses of human beings is just a matter of measuring the strength of the opponent.

It’s more of a battle of spiritual power than reality.

The battle scene left over from that day is probably just the damage caused by the overflow of spiritual power.

Brother Pony and Grandmaster Taim may not have fought with golden bodies.

At this moment, he and the little monk have no scruples at all, and the leftovers from the battle field are probably not much worse than those left by the eighth-rank that day.

Inhumans, they are now!

It is not inhuman to easily break the steel, so what is inhuman?

The third-rank peak warriors, fighting with all their strength, without any scruples, the destructive power is beyond imagination!

…

There were a lot of people watching this battle.

Many ordinary people are shocked beyond words!

Walking in the air, splitting rocks, is this a martial artist?

How many?

Grandmaster?

They dare not think too low, but Grandmaster, is it possible?

Two such young people!

Now that the two are fighting, no one dares to take a closer look, but before the monk was waiting at the foot of the mountain, Fang Ping went up the mountain with a knife, and many people still saw it.

Two young people, very young!

“Warrior… This is the martial artist…”

Said one thousand, said ten thousand, but I didn’t really see the shock.

In the crowd, a man with a cheap laugh, holding a camera in one hand, dancing and spitting, said: “Did you see it?

This is just a third-grade martial artist fight!

I am also a third-rank, don’t they all question the authenticity of my Liu Dali splitting the steel bars with his bare hands?

Do you still doubt it?

I, Liu Dali, just disdain to explain!

”

Liu Dali said this, but his heart was full of grief. I was only in the middle of the third rank, and he was not on the same level as them. Don’t let me prove myself again. I can’t fight such destructive power.

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