World’s Best Martial Artist - Chapter 436

[Chapter four hundred and twentieth]

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“Meridians…remodeling or not?”

In the training room, Fang Ping watched his flesh and blood recover with a cautious expression.

To reshape the meridians, now is the best opportunity.

However, Old Man Li forged his golden body before, but did not reshape the meridians.

Fang Ping suddenly gritted his teeth and stopped remodeling!

At this point, it is of little significance to reshape the meridians. Old man Li can use the cells of his body to run the power of qi and blood, and he has no problem.

The next moment, Fang Ping directly absorbed a large amount of inextinguishable matter, completely regenerating flesh and blood.

Outside, the expressions of several grandmasters changed slightly, Wu Kuishan remained calm, and Old Man Li frowned slightly.

Fang Ping did not reshape the meridians.

…

“The flesh is resurrected!”

At this moment, Fang Ping was no longer a skeleton, but returned to his previous normal state.

But the golden bones in the body continue to tremble the flesh and blood, and the newly revived flesh and blood still cannot support the strength of the golden bones.

Fang Ping frowned and continued to absorb the golden inextinguishable matter, and the other side also continued to absorb a large amount of energy into the body.

Outside, Wu Kuishan no longer hesitated, took out a crystal bottle, and directly poured all the life essence of the bottle into it.

Several eighth-rank breathing is a little short, Mad, what a luxury!

On Mowu’s side, there is no limit to luxury.

In order to let Fang Ping reshape the flesh and blood, they all feel distressed for Mowu at this price.

Some of the eight-ranked people who didn’t make a move, someone whispered: “Principal Wu, Fang Ping really attaches great importance to your school…”

Wu Kuishan smiled lightly: “His own money.”

Several people were stunned for a moment, but Wu Kuishan did not explain, this kid is rich, and the school still needs a lot of money.

…

When the energy of life essence poured into the training room, Fang Ping hurriedly began to absorb it.

The mellow life energy, combined with the inextinguishable matter, began to stabilize his flesh and blood.

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to relax. He was too lazy to absorb the energy of the energy stone in the room. It was too time-consuming and needed to be absorbed and transformed.

The next moment, Fang Ping’s body’s almost endless power of qi and blood poured out and began to transform every cell.

In order for the cells to withstand the power of qi and blood, Old Man Li spent several years.

Because of this step, the power of qi and blood consumed is too much.

On the other hand, Fang Ping didn’t care.

His current wealth value is still 18 billion, which can be converted into 18 million calorie blood, which is equivalent to the total amount of qi and blood exhausted by 1,800 sixth-grade peak warriors.

Old man Li had only ten thousand calorie qi and blood before, and his qi and blood had been used up, and it would take at least two or three days to replenish it, and the consumption was not low.

After a year, Old Man Li was at the limit of recovering one million calories of qi and blood.

In fact, Old Man Li wouldn’t do it either, the consumption was too much, and he couldn’t afford it either.

In those few years, he was also tempering his body every three to five, not day and night.

According to his consumption, the final consumption of Qi and blood is about one million calories.

However, he is doing it for a long time, and Fang Ping has to complete this step at once.

When countless qi and blood power poured into Fang Ping’s body, too much qi and blood power also caused the flesh and blood to collapse.

Inextinguishable matter and essence of life also constantly repaired the wounds of flesh and blood, giving Fang Ping enough time to temper the flesh and blood cells.

A few minutes later, when Fang Ping was quenching his cells, Fang Ping in the room suddenly frowned.

Then, the piece of flesh and blood he tempered suddenly shattered.

“no!”

Fang Ping frowned, and outside, Chen Yunxi hurriedly said, “Dean, what’s wrong with him?”

Old Man Li suppressed the irritability in his heart and said in a low voice, “It’s okay, it’s just that there is too much energy and the physique is not strong enough.

…

“That does not work!”

Fang Ping frowned, suddenly thinking of something, the next moment, Fang Ping directly shattered all the flesh and blood.

Outside, Wu Kuishan suddenly shouted, “Fang Ping, what are you doing!”

Does this kid know?

In order to help him restore his flesh and blood, how much inextinguishable matter and life essence have been spent.

Fang Ping’s hoarse voice came out: “I know, the principal can rest assured!”

After all, flesh and blood appeared again on Fang Ping’s hand bones.

But this time, Fang Ping no longer used the power of qi and blood to temper, but suddenly condensed a large amount of the power of heaven and earth, directly wrapping his hand bones.

He thought of the last time, when Lu Fengrou forcibly united.

The power of heaven and earth is stronger than the power of blood!

It stands to reason that the golden bone and golden body can withstand the power of heaven and earth.

If he wanted flesh and blood to withstand the power of golden bones, he would have to forge a physical body that could withstand the power of heaven and earth. The physical body that could only withstand the power of qi and blood before was still too weak.

And Fang Ping’s move made several foreign eighth-rank look dumbfounded.

The dark-skinned old man from Siam couldn’t help but say, “Principal Wu, is the arrogant of your school an eighth-grade or a fifth-grade one?”

Is this really a rank five martial artist?

The blood is infinite, the golden bones are complete, and the power of heaven and earth has been rectified. Do you think I will believe him when you say that he is of the fifth rank?

Wu Kuishan was speechless, and another strong man on the side said with a wry smile: “Five-grade, right? I think his internal organs have not been transformed into a golden body, and there are signs of energy leakage. The door of Sanjiao should not be closed… But this…”

But this Rank 5 does not match the image of Rank 5 in the impression.

Several strong men from China were also amazed. Among them, the eighth-rank woman in green clothes said enviously, “Mowu is really going to be a monster. According to the development of this situation, if you condense the golden body this time, As soon as the gate of Sanjiao is closed and his spiritual strength grows, he can reach the eighth-rank realm at the fastest speed.”

Wu Kuishan said with a chuckle: “You, Qingtian Mountain, have a few arrogant talents…”

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly and said: “The 25-year-old fifth grade, I was naturally proud of Qingtian Mountain before I replaced it. But now Wuda is extremely strong, and there are many students of the fourth and fifth grades. Fang Ping does not say, Nanwu Wang Jinyang, Jingwu Li Hansong…

Including Chen Wenlong and Qin Fengqing from your school… these people are extremely young.

Chen Wenlong is 23 this year, and Qin Fengqing should be approaching the fifth grade.

besides……”

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at Chen Yunxi and the others next to her, becoming more bitter, and said softly, “These students are not very old, right?”

“They’re all Fang Ping’s classmates.”

“That’s the sophomore student?”

The woman is speechless!

These people should be about the same age as Fang Ping, around 20 years old.

Chen Yunxi and Zhao Lei have reached the peak of the third rank, Fu Changding is also fast, and Yang Xiaoman and the others should not take long.

Rank 4 is coming, will Rank 5 take two years?

Even if it were two years, it would still be 22 years old.

Qingtian Mountain has produced several Tianjiao who stepped into the fifth-grade realm at the age of 25, and they were also famous in the sectarian circle.

However, compared with Wu Da Yi, it is still far behind.

The woman didn’t say much about Qingtian Mountain, but talked about something else, and said, “The little Zen monk of Guangsheng Temple has entered the sixth-rank realm, and he is only 30 years old. Guangsheng Temple has a profound background.”

“Wangwu Mountain, where Grand Master Zhao is located, has also emerged in recent years, and it is much stronger than my Qingtian Mountain.”

“This side of Wanshan Temple…”

Speaking of Wanshan Temple, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, “The old monk at Wanshan Temple heard that someone found his whereabouts… His name is also on the list, is he back?”

Wanshan Temple, which is the sect of the third-rank monk who Fang Ping challenged, and the sect of the rebooting monk.

Fang Ping beat him, and the guy beat Ye Qing later.

Before, Wanshan Temple had no master.

He took office as the host of Wanshan Temple, and he was trapped in a burrow for many years without a trace.

Recently, it has been rumored that the old monk who fell into the burrow has returned, and the other party has entered the seventh-rank list directly, which surprised many people.

Wu Kuishan nodded slightly and said, “I’m back, but the injury is not serious. I heard that I have been sitting in the burrow to death. I tried to condense the golden body, but I failed.” “The golden body…”

The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head slightly, the golden body is not so easy to achieve.

She actually has a golden body. Even though she looks like she is only thirty or forty years old, she is actually nearly a hundred years old.

Fang Ping didn’t know, otherwise, I’m afraid I’d have to complain a few words in my heart, what a young woman is a hundred-year-old old lady.

The woman in Tsing Yi did not continue talking about Wanshan Temple, but after thinking about it, she suddenly whispered, “Is there any news from Lu Zhen?”

Wu Kuishan frowned slightly and shook his head.

Lu Zhen, that is his old husband.

But since he appeared once two years ago, there has been no news since.

Today, Lu Zhen’s name is no longer on the list.

Lu Zhen, who is at the peak of the seventh rank, is not weak, and it is difficult to judge whether he is alive or dead.

The old monk of Wanshan Temple has returned after disappearing for so many years, so Lu Zhen may not be dead.

Wu Kuishan didn’t say much, but Lu Zhen and the woman in Tsing Yi were figures of the same era. In his calculations, he was a generation lower than the eighth-rank present.

However, when a strong person has reached this point, age does not matter, as long as it is not the kind of teacher-student relationship or blood relationship, the strength is similar, and it is natural to talk about the same generation.

While they were talking, in the training room, Fang Ping condensed a force of heaven and earth, not too strong, about 5 gallons, and was constantly compressing the flesh and blood in his hands.

Wu Kuishan glanced at it, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: “It is difficult to temper ordinary flesh and blood with the power of heaven and earth!”

After that, Wu Kuishan turned to look at Huang Jing and said, “Go get some high-quality monster blood.”

Huang Jing didn’t move, he pondered: “I can’t do it without it…”

“Bring them all!”

“it is good!”

The yellow sights will soon disappear.

After a while, Huang Jing came back. At this moment, Huang Jing was carrying several crystal jars the size of water tanks.

One of them caught everyone’s attention.

In that jar, a large amount of golden liquid was constantly tumbling.

The dark-skinned old man from Siam was really about to swallow his saliva, and he didn’t even care about being ashamed, and said in a complicated tone, “The blood of the eighth-grade golden monster?”

“Ok.”

Wu Kuishan sighed, his eyes a little complicated.

He didn’t get this, it was the old principal who got it over the years. The old principal fought countless battles in his life, and he fought with rank eight monsters more than once, and even killed rank eight monsters!

This jar of blood was left behind by that rank eight monster.

The golden body is strong, and the blood has long been transformed into a golden body, which contains some inextinguishable substances, and is also full of a lot of energy.

The old principal who had killed rank eight monsters had no magic weapon. In fact, many people didn’t understand it. They suspected that it might be the monster that was killed.

Few people know about the huge magic martial arts. The old principal did not have magic weapons, but some people did.

The eighth-rank magic weapon has also shown its power, and once cut off a part of the backbone of the ninth-rank demon plant.

After the incident, the backbone of the ninth-grade demon plant was integrated, and the magic weapon became stronger, reaching the strength of the ninth-grade magic weapon.

Not many people know about this.

However, Wu Kuishan knew that he couldn’t hide it for long.

Before, Zheng Minghong’s flesh and blood collapsed with one palm. Zheng Minghong may not know anything, but Wu Chuan was also present, so that guy may not be clear.

He knew a lot about magic martial arts, and the old principal was still his teacher.

Wu Kuishan was not a student of the old principal, but his teacher was also a mentor of Mowu, but he had already died in the burrow in his early years.

After all, he and Wu Chuan can also be regarded as apprentice brothers. His teacher was one of the first batch of mentors in Mowu, and his qualifications were no lower than that of the old principal.

These thoughts flashed in my mind.

Wu Kuishan didn’t think much about it, took a deep breath, and nodded towards Huang Jing.

Seeing this, Huang Jing looked sideways at Song Yingji and said, “Get a bathtub… By the way, it needs to be made of energy crystals.”

“what?”

Song Yingji was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and suddenly rushed out. After a while, she came over with a crystal-like cauldron and said with a dry smile: “There is no bathtub, only this cauldron, the technology has not reached this level a few years ago. At this point, the pot used to burn the energy stone.”

Huang Jing doesn’t care, it’s almost enough.

Taking over the huge pot, Huang Jing opened the jar in his hand and poured some red blood into it.

Looking at the last jar of golden blood, Huang Jing glanced at Wu Kuishan, Wu Kuishan nodded slightly, use it.

The blood of the eighth-rank golden monster is also a good thing. Fang Ping has taken the school’s body booster before, and it works well for low-rank warriors.

But Fang Ping probably didn’t know that those body strengthening liquids were actually mixed with the blood of some high-quality monsters.

And there is very little adulteration. Fang Ping used this blood this time… When he came back without carrying the corpse of a high-quality monster, Wu Kuishan absolutely wanted to settle the account with him.

Seeing Wu Kuishan nodding, Huang Jing poured the golden blood into it.

As soon as the golden blood entered the cauldron, the other red blood was instantly expelled. Even if he died for many years, only blood was left, and these golden blood were extremely domineering.

Huang Jing didn’t delay, he quickly opened the door of the training room, carried the pot and walked in quickly, then put the pot down, and said, “Go in, take a bath!”

Fang Ping was having a headache at the moment how to keep flesh and blood from collapsing. Seeing this, he glanced at the cauldron and jumped into the cauldron without saying a word.

When he entered the pot, the blood began to boil.

Huang Jing said solemnly: “Here is the blood of rank seven or eight monsters, which can be used to quench the body. Don’t put it into the body, unless you want to have some characteristics of monsters in yourself.”

“knowledge.”

“…”

Huang Jing didn’t stay any longer and walked out quickly. Several eighth-rank powerhouses continued to release inextinguishable substances. On the other side, Song Yingji also began to let people burn energy stones.

This boy Fang Ping, this time the price is too high.

If this can’t be done, then there is no way for Mo Wu to do it, unless you find a strong rank nine to help you try it, but the probability is not high.

In the training room, the blood in the cauldron began to boil.

The flesh and blood in Fang Ping’s hands began to absorb the blood, but the blood was filtered once and then discharged.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on Fang Ping’s hand bones showed a faint golden light.

“effective!”

Everyone’s spirits were lifted, and the old man Li also had a happy face, and hurriedly said: “Yes, this is a sign of achieving a half-golden body!”

At this moment, Fang Ping combined the power of heaven and earth, inextinguishable matter, the power of monster blood, the power of qi and blood, the energy of energy stone… to quickly forge his own flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood on the hand bones continued to spread.

Gradually, the entire left arm was covered with flesh, flesh and blood, showing a faint golden color.

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and no longer collapsed.

This also means that the strength of flesh and blood can support the golden bone.

The left arm recovered, showing pale golden color, Fang Ping’s power of heaven and earth continued to compress these flesh and blood, making the golden brilliance more intense.

After a while, a faint golden flesh also appeared on the right arm.

The four eighth-rankers who were inputting inextinguishable matter looked at each other, tacitly closed their hands, and the other four began to take over.

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “Fang Ping, don’t continue to compress, just keep the golden bones.”

This kid, do you really want to completely forge a golden body?

Eight eight-rank powerhouses receive limited rewards, so how can there be so many indestructible substances that you can consume and waste.

Fang Ping in the room looked a little regretful and stopped compressing.

These eighth-rank, not his father, how could it be possible to infinitely input indestructible substances to maintain his flesh and blood rebirth.

The next moment, Fang Ping’s legs, chest and back were full of flesh and blood.

Outside, Fu Changding watched for a while, then suddenly said in a low voice, “Is he still there?”

“What?”

Zhao Lei was stunned for a moment, and Fu Changding lowered his voice and said, “Second child.”

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Zhao Lei gave him a strange look, what do you think?

The few low-grade people on the side didn’t hear it, but they couldn’t hide it from the high-grade ones.

The old man Li said carelessly: “I don’t care if he has it, he didn’t have it before, he should have it now, it’s still golden…”

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Wu Kuishan coughed and glared at him, for something that was disrespectful to the old man, what the hell is he talking about in front of the students.

…

Fang Ping in the room doesn’t care so much.

At this moment, Fang Ping has more and more flesh and blood resurrected.

Soon, almost all the flesh and blood on the body recovered.

Still, it’s a little bit worse.

While everyone was waiting outside, Fang Ping suddenly shattered the flesh and blood on his face, and Fu Changding, who was watching with wide-eyed fright, took a step back. If I go, it will scare people to death!

“It’s all right, cow!”

Fu Changding took a breath, this kind of person is too scary.

Fang Ping didn’t bother to care about them, so he plunged into the cauldron and buried his entire head in it.

The blood in the pot gradually faded from golden-red to a transparent color.

The next moment, the other four golden-bodied strong men turned pale and looked sideways at Wu Kuishan.

Wu Kuishan nodded lightly, and several people withdrew their palms.

In the room, Fang Ping suddenly said dully: “Several masters, give me some more.”

Seeing that his head was still in the pot, Wu Kuishan frowned and said, “It should be fine.”

“It’s still a little bit…”

“Fang Ping!”

Wu Kuishan is a little dissatisfied, do you really think these eight ranks are your subordinates?

Now that the injury is healed, come out.

Fang Ping was silent for a moment, then suddenly got out of his head and said depressedly, “One more time!”

“…”

Outside, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly there was a burst of laughter to the extreme.

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly and said after a while, “Let’s do it, wait for the natural growth, the recovery of indestructible matter is unnecessary, it’s a waste.”

“headmaster!”

Fang Ping’s face collapsed, and he said bitterly: “This… this is all gone, give me a little more!”

“Cough cough, hair, eyebrows, etc., will grow sooner or later.”

Wu Kuishan said irresponsibly, using inextinguishable substances to restore hair and eyebrows is too much of a loss. The eggs will be all gone, and they will grow naturally after a while. Fang Ping is not really a golden body.

“do not!”

Fang Ping wanted to cry without tears, and quickly said, “I’ll pay…”

Outdoors, several eight-pins ignored him, and it was almost done.

Besides, they don’t think it’s necessary to restore some hair and eyebrows, and even if they give money, they think it’s too wasteful.

“headmaster!”

“teacher!”

“Several masters…”

Seeing these people going out, Fang Ping was about to cry, he or something, he’s already at this point, can’t you give me a little more?

At this moment, he knows what he looks like, his whole head is bald, not the kind that shaved, but the kind that peels and peels boiled eggs.

Absolutely smooth!

No stubble!

“Principal! Don’t go!”

Fang Ping’s cry of tears sounded, but Wu Kuishan ignored him and walked out with a few 8-pins.

The others also trembled and walked out, waiting for Fang Ping to come out.

“No, give me a little more, just a little, isn’t this deliberately tricking me?”

Fang Ping wanted to cry but had no tears, these old men who were not cultivators would definitely trick him on purpose!

All output is so much, do you still care about that?

If others don’t say it, Wu Kuishan will be fine with it. He will be able to cultivate back in two or three days.

Chen Yunxi, who was walking at the end, couldn’t help but look back and comforted: “Actually, it’s pretty, you should come out first.”

“Don’t go out if you kill me!”

Fang Ping roared with grief and indignation, it was absolutely intentional, it was so irritating!

Good-looking ass, I look like a ghost, go out and not be laughed to death by others, am I shameless?

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