World’s Best Martial Artist - Chapter 396

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Decided to return to the entrance to join the ninth-rank powerhouse, and a few people did not delay.

But along the way, Fang Ping was extremely vigilant.

Qin Fengqing saw that he glanced at him several times, and couldn’t help but say angrily, “I’m not ready to grab it!”

The key can’t be grabbed!

Right now, he really couldn’t handle Fang Ping, and he was knocked away by Fang Ping with one punch, not to mention how miserable.

Fang Ping ignored him, grabbed the old man Li’s shoulder, and reminded: “Be careful, you should not be out of danger, no accident, on the way back to the passage, an enemy ambushed us!”

Here, it is 600 miles away from the passage.

Human warriors, no matter how far they run, they must return to the passage.

The reason why I am so sure that there is an ambush is because…the value of wealth has not risen!

This means that, in fact, several people are not out of danger.

As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang were extremely fast, and they grabbed Old Man Li’s arm in an instant. Although Old Man Li was not a true rank eight, his speed was extremely fast, no slower than that of rank 8. Follow him and run faster. quick.

Li Hansong took a beat, and when he saw that the three of them were grabbing Lao Li’s arm with embarrassed expressions, he also stepped forward to grab Lao Li’s arm and said apologetically, “Mr. Li has worked hard.”

Old man Li is not talking nonsense, but he is more vigilant.

As for Li Hansong’s reaction to be slower…it’s good to get used to it.

It’s like those three little brats, as soon as they say there is danger, a few people can’t wait to stick to him immediately.

Fang Ping’s mental power scattered, and while detecting the situation, he whispered: “If there is no eighth-rank, can they kill them?”

If the one who ambushed them was Rank 7, they might not have hoped to kill them.

Old Man Li shook his head slightly and whispered: “It doesn’t have the advantage of crushing, nor is it a siege, it is difficult to prevent the opponent from running away.”

At this moment, even if he is one-on-one, he may not be able to leave a seventh-rank powerhouse.

Fang Ping felt a little regretful, and sighed softly, “You have cut the sixth rank to the eighth rank, but now you have become weaker.”

The old man Li was speechless, and he was too lazy to pay attention to him. After thinking about it, he said, “I’m average in fists and kicks. Go back and build me a magic sword. I’ll keep it for a while, and I’ll kill it for you!”

Speaking of the magic weapon, Fang Ping was intrigued and quickly said, “What conditions do you need to build a magic weapon?”

The magic weapon is very powerful. Zhou Zhengyang blew himself up with the magic weapon, which is comparable to the self-destruction of a grandmaster.

Zhou Zhengyang, who holds the magic weapon, is extremely powerful. At the beginning, Zhou Zhengyang made a great contribution to five enemies and nine.

“The magic weapon is also known as the soldier of nothingness. Like the manifestation of spiritual power, it can be virtual or real. The most important raw material is actually related to spiritual power.”

Old Man Li said in a low voice, “At least, we need the core and brain core of a high-grade monster of the seventh-rank realm to be smelted into one.

Some precious and rare metal materials are added, and many other accessories are also added.

For example, the bones of high-quality monsters, the vines of high-quality monsters…

In the end, high-quality warriors use their spiritual power and blood to nourish themselves and integrate into their own bodies. This is the magic weapon.

In other words, a magic weapon is probably equivalent to a complete high-quality monster or monster…”

Fang Ping whispered, “Can a mid-rank warrior be created?”

“Thinking too much, you are not qualified now, you can’t control it.”

Old Man Li shook his head and said: “Sacred soldiers are generally driven by the power of heaven and earth. I should be able to use them too, but it may not be able to play all the functions of the magical soldiers. If you say it, it is difficult to control, and getting it may not be better than the current one. Kou Dao is easy to use.”

“The peace knife.”

Fang Ping corrected one sentence, he had already changed his name.

After that, Fang Ping said again: “So, a magic weapon is worth more than a high-quality monster corpse?”

“Of course.”

“It’s expensive.”

High-quality monsters, do humans kill too many?

rare!

Human beings generally do not deliberately hunt and kill those high-quality monsters, and some high-quality monsters are crowded together.

The great enemy of the burrow has not yet been resolved. If you kill monsters now, once you cause the monsters to riot, you will provoke the enemy for no reason.

Of course, rarely does not mean none.

Some strong people will enter some Jedi adventures, and sometimes they will be hunted when they encounter them.

Moreover, in the burrow, some strong people have monster mounts, or partners can also.

Some of the strong human beings also have mounts. Fang Ping has heard people talk about this, but it is generally only available in the ninth rank, and there are not many.

Some hunted monsters came from these people.

Over the years, humans have also accumulated some inventory, and there are not many warriors with magic weapons, but not too few.

The ninth rank is generally available, the eighth rank is not necessarily, and the seventh rank depends on the family and luck.

Old Man Li said with a smile: “It’s quite expensive, Fang Ping, think about it, how about getting me a sword?”

Old man Li felt that he might not be able to afford it, he was too poor.

But Fang Ping is rich!

Authentic local tyrant!

Not to mention, energy stone, life essence, these are all worth a lot of money.

If the essence of life is enough, it is enough to directly change a magic weapon.

Fang Ping’s face was black and he didn’t say a word. Old Man Li was staring at his small treasury now, wouldn’t he blush?

“Fang Ping, think about it, if I have a magic weapon, killing the seventh rank is like killing a chicken, and killing the eighth rank, it may not be useless, killing the ninth rank…”

Well, old man Li felt that he couldn’t blow it anymore. If he continued to blow it, Fang Pingzhen provoke him a few rank nines to come back. He was afraid that his heart would burst.

Not impossible, very likely.

“No money!”

Fang Ping ignored him, and said again: “By the way, do the masters of Mowu have magic weapons?”

“nothing.”

Li old man shook his head, poor!

Even if Wu Kuishan is the principal, the principal does not mean that he is rich, and the principal is also very poor.

Just look at the masters who entered this time, and Zhou Zhengyang is the only one below the ninth rank.

Why?

People are rich!

Zhengyang Martial Arts Halls are located all over Nanjiang and all over the country.

Together, there may be hundreds of martial arts halls.

For a martial arts gym, it is not difficult to enter 10 million yuan a year, and the annual income is 1 billion yuan!

Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall has been open for many years. Zhou Zhengyang’s net worth is not tens of billions, but there are several billions. Others don’t have his net worth.

What’s more, Zhou Zhengyang will also go hunting in the burrow.

Speaking of magic weapons, Fang Ping thought of Zhou Zhengyang, the seventh-grade master, it seems that Zhou Zhengyang has magic weapons.

Fang Ping thought about it, and so did Wang Jinyang.

Fang Ping knew about some grandmaster battles, but Wang Jinyang left early. These days he had been evading the pursuit outside, and he really didn’t know the specifics.

From meeting to now, he has not had time to ask.

At this moment, Fang Ping was talking about the magic weapon, and Wang Jinyang suddenly said, “Mr. Li, what happened to the other masters during the battle that day?”

The old man Li was silent for a moment.

Fang Ping didn’t care, and whispered, “I don’t know about the others. Curator Zhou died in battle.”

When he left, Zhou Zhengyang had already blown himself up.

“Zhan… dead?”

Wang Jinyang’s eyes dimmed instantly!

There are rumors that there is a grandmaster standing behind Wang Jinyang, not the principal of Nanwu.

That’s not a rumor!

Is the truth!

And that Grandmaster was none other than Zhou Zhengyang.

In fact, it is not a secret. When Wang Jinyang first entered the first rank, he was short of money, and Nanjiang did not have many tasks. In order to make money, going to the martial arts hall as a part-time teacher is a faster way to make money.

The largest martial arts hall in Nanjiang is Zhengyang martial arts hall.

During the process, it was nothing more than that the old man and the young man saw the right eye. Zhou Zhengyang felt that he was a talent and gave a few words.

It’s not too caring, the Grandmaster actually doesn’t take care of those geniuses.

Even Fang Ping, even in Mowu, is not considered to be particularly taken care of. What should be given to you will be given to you, and what should not be given to you, you need to fight for yourself.

The reason why a genius is a genius is not that you get something for nothing, but that you can get more for yourself under the same fair conditions.

However, it is a fact that Zhou Zhengyang is optimistic about Wang Jinyang. Whether Wang Jinyang travels south of the first rank or northward of the third rank, the existence of Zhou Zhengyang has reduced a lot of resistance for him.

A powerhouse of the peak of the seventh rank, holding a magic weapon, is not even much less influential than the ordinary eighth rank.

Otherwise, a single headmaster Nanwu might not be able to make him go north smoothly.

Invincible road, there are many people walking.

However, if you look closely at these people who take the invincible road, you will find that there are strong people behind them.

Without the support of the strong, you can fight whoever you want?

If you want to sweep other people’s face, just sweep other people’s face?

If you want to play against the same rank, others must play against you on the same rank?

You are a low-grade martial artist, where did you get the confidence?

Zhou Zhengyang was neither Wang Jinyang’s mentor nor his relatives, so he could only barely count as a year-end friendship.

Even so, when he heard the news of Zhou Zhengyang’s death, Wang Jinyang’s heart still throbbed.

died!

My mentor is trapped in a burrow, and he will die!

The honest and honest elder whom he had befriended also died in the burrow.

What about the principal?

What about the Governor?

What are the great masters of Nanjiang, how are the others?

Is this the sorrow of the weak?

Fang Ping’s figure appeared in the corner of the light. At this moment, Wang Jinyang suddenly felt a little jealous and envious.

He didn’t even know what he was jealous of!

But the heart is indescribably uncomfortable.

My mentor, I don’t know if I’m alive or dead.

“Become stronger!”

“I’m not strong enough!”

There is no moment when Wang Jinyang is more eager to become stronger than this moment.

If I were a grandmaster, if I were eighth-rank ninth-rank, then the instructor would not have fallen into the burrow that day, and Curator Zhou would not have died in the burrow…

At this moment, Wang Jinyang was as silent as a volcano about to erupt.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, Fang Ping did not speak.

Although he is also from Nanjiang, his martial arts started from the magic capital.

The strong elders he befriended are all in the magic capital.

Li Changsheng, Lu Fengrou and the others are still alive.

The change in Wang Jinyang’s mood made him understand that Zhou Zhengyang might have something to do with Wang Jinyang, but he didn’t ask about it.

On that day, Old Man Li almost died on the spot, and he was also uncomfortable.

When a martial artist you are unfamiliar with dies in battle, you will admire, sympathize, and feel sad, but you will feel less sadness.

And when the warriors you are familiar with, or relatives, die in the burrows, you will no longer feel admiration, only helpless sadness.

…

As Wang Jinyang fell silent, no one else spoke.

Qin Fengqing, who talked a lot, still acted like he didn’t care about everything, but scenes flashed through his mind.

Sadness belongs only to the weak.

He, Qin Fengqing, didn’t want to be weak, didn’t want to be sad all the time.

A long time ago, his father was killed in a burrow, and his mother was in tears for many years.

When he grew up and entered Mowu, he felt more sadness and helplessness.

Enter the burrow, the captain is killed, and the teammates are killed.

Until later, his father’s teacher, half of his own teacher, the old man also died in battle.

Repeated setbacks, sadness, and helplessness made Qin Fengqing understand that the root of all this was that he was too weak.

So, he wants to get stronger.

Do everything you can to become stronger!

His aptitude is not very good, very few people know that he Qin Fengqing is a bone-hardening martial artist once, and he failed to reach the second time.

But he, a once-bone-hardened martial artist, has done things that many people have never done in their entire lives.

Before graduating, he reached the fourth stage!

Moreover, it is also expected to enter the fifth-grade realm!

This kind of progress makes people forget, his martial arts aptitude is average, and he has the current entry, which he has won time and time again.

Outsiders only know that Qin Fengqing is very arrogant and arrogant, and the third-rank dare to go hundreds of miles into the burrow.

But those guys don’t even think about it, he can cultivate to the third rank, is it really stupid, isn’t it dangerous to go deep into the burrow?

very dangerous!

If you can go deep, you will have a chance.

In the magic capital, if you don’t go deep into the burrows, there will not be much gain in the periphery for a long time.

If he didn’t venture deep into the burrow, maybe he was still wandering in the middle and middle grades of the third grade, how could he enter the high grade of the fourth grade so quickly.

Before the third rank, his entry was not fast, and he was still a first rank in his sophomore year.

But after the third rank, his progress was faster than before the third rank, and a few people cared about this.

Martial arts strong, each has its own story, and each has its own source of motivation.

Today’s Qin Fengqing has long been accustomed to hiding all kinds of emotions, and the strong do not need the sympathy of outsiders.

…

In the silence, Old Man Li was very fast and began to approach the passage.

Fang Ping, who had been releasing his mental power, suddenly shook his head and shouted, “Run!”

Before the voice fell, two golden figures flashed instantly.

Old Man Li was on guard, and had no intention of fighting. Powerful energy fluctuations erupted from his body, his feet vacated, and in the blink of an eye, he passed the containment of the two eighth-rank.

Even further ahead is where the passage is located. As long as it is close to the passage for a hundred miles, these burrow powerhouses will not dare to chase any further, unless the ninth rank attacks.

In terms of strength, Old Man Li may not be comparable to any eighth-rank, but he can only run and not fight, and it is difficult for eighth-rank powerhouses to surround and kill him.

Unless, really blocked.

Old man Li only ran and did not fight, and the two people at the back were also chasing after him, and powerful energy fluctuations came from behind.

Fang Ping and the others no longer remained silent, and took action one after another. They hugged each other tightly, and quickly rushed to the front of Old Man Li.

Old man Li’s back exuded a strong golden glow, and he continued to run regardless.

At this time, the slightly sad atmosphere before dissipated, and in the clutter, Qin Fengqing still had the mind to curse, and whispered: “Tie Tou, don’t put your head on Lao Tzu, go flat with your head!”

At this moment, the four people were entangled together, Fang Ping was at the front, holding Lao Li’s waist tightly, and the three behind him also held him and dared not let go.

Li Hansong was at the outermost periphery. Hearing Qin Fengqing’s scolding, he said helplessly, “You are faster than me, what can I do?”

Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang didn’t move slowly, Fang Ping hid in front, and these two guys immediately followed him around to the front. He was the last one, and he could still get in if he wasn’t outside?

Qin Fengqing muttered, and didn’t scold him any more. Forget it, this guy is at the outermost perimeter. If there is another person in front, he will be the first to be killed. Don’t worry too much about being beaten.

Old man Li, with four people, was not slow to run.

For the seventh-eighth-rank powerhouse, the weight of a few people is nothing.

Even these guys are quite heavy.

While running, Old Man Li exuded a powerful energy of qi and blood, reminding the ninth-rank on the other side of the passage to come and pick him up.

It didn’t take long for a response.

Ahead, two powerful auras rose, Wu Chuan and Zhao Xingwu had already sensed the situation here.

With the movement of the two auras, the speed of the chasing troops in the rear gradually slowed down.

“It’s safe!”

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Ping also breathed a sigh of relief. When two powerful auras came and the pursuers retreated, his wealth finally changed, which meant that these people really gave up chasing and killing.

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