Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 160
June 6rd is the day when the youth competition officially starts.

Guo Shengye dragged old man Li, who was installing sculptures on the roof, down before he arrived.

"Why, are you really going to kill someone?"

Guo Shengye asked angrily.

Li Changsheng said coldly: "It is imperative to be on guard against others! Fang Ping's life is only one!"

"I'm here, can I use you?"

Guo Shengye said speechlessly: "Do you think the Yang family is so heartless that they would kill Fang Ping in my presence?"

Li Changsheng remained silent.

"Okay, let's just watch the game on the field in a while, and don't feel aggrieved on it? Do you really think you are an assassin?"

Li Changsheng murmured and entered the arena after Guo Shengye.

After entering the arena, Guo Shengye glared at Fang Ping. Fang Ping smiled and patted the back of his head.

You can't blame him, the Yang family...

Fang Ping really couldn't rest assured.

However, as soon as Li Changsheng entered the arena, the face of an eighth-rank martial artist from Zhenxing City turned dark.

Without him, because as soon as Li Changsheng entered the arena, his whole body's energy was locked on to these eight ranks.

The aura is strong and murderous.

It seemed that the next move would come out, killing him with one sword!

"You bastard! If it wasn't for the fall of the ancestor and the death of the eldest brother in battle, how could it be like this!"

This time, the Yang family has two peak sixth-rank fighters participating in the youth competition. If they get the places, they may soon produce two seventh-rank powerhouses.

He also attached great importance to this matter, and rushed over in person just to ensure that he won the spot.

In order to ensure that he got the quota, he did mention it to the two of them. At the last moment, the others were not easy to deal with, and the people from Wuhan University were their targets.

But I didn't expect that Guo Shengye from Mowu came here in person, and a Jue Dian really valued Fang Ping so much? !

Just when everyone was in deep thoughts, Li Deyong suddenly said: "Here we come! Everyone, as hosts, go and greet them!"

After the words fell, more than a dozen masters present walked towards the gate of the Martial Arts Association.

Guo Shengye, as the most powerful person among them, stood at the front and walked out.

Even though he is the youngest and the lowest seniority, but the strength of the martial arts world is respected, so he is the first.

As soon as Guo Shengye walked out of the gate of the Martial Arts Association, he saw a martial artist with a scepter and a blue hat on his head, and said loudly with great confidence: "There is no such thing as a Hua Guo martial arts expert in this generation..."

This generation has no warriors that I value.

Before the warrior could finish speaking, he saw Guo Shengye walking in the front, and was stuck like a rooster pinched by the neck, unable to say anything.

Guo Shengye...how can it be considered as this generation, right...

Other warriors who wanted to speak harshly were also like defeated roosters.

Why did Hua Guo directly send Guo Shengye this time?

Not about martial arts.

It wasn't the first time for the other masters of Huaguo to participate in the World Youth Martial Arts Competition. In the past, these foreigners would always come to this competition before the competition, shouting slogans, uttering harsh words, and full of confidence.

But this year I saw Guo Shengye one by one, but I was speechless.

"Wild King."

"I have seen the wild king."

Every family has sent grandmasters, three or four more, one or two less, and almost all of them are ninth-rank masters.

But Jiupin saw Jue Dian and bowed his head to say hello.

Guo Shengye also nodded with a smile and said, "Since everyone is here, let's start the competition."

The powerhouses don't have time to waste their thoughts. Now that the current situation is turbulent, it is extremely difficult to spare time and energy to hold such a game.

In the central square, no matter if it was a student of Wu University, a military warrior, or a junior from Zhenxing City, one counted as one, and all of them looked out with envy and longing.

This place is less than a kilometer away, and people like Fang Ping can still hear the voices of the foreigners.

"My generation of warriors should be like this."

Seeing Li Fei's excited face, Fang Ping kindly added the second half of the sentence for him: "He can be replaced!"

Li Fei was speechless, I was just talking.

Not to mention 30 years old, even at 60 years old, he may not be able to become the pinnacle.

Wang Jinyang said with emotion: "The absolute top is the real prestige."

I don't care how talented you are, how great your background is, and when you see me, bow your head obediently.

Just as Guo Shengye led the others into the arena, Jiang Chao, under Fang Ping's gaze, suddenly shouted: "A frog in the well! The world's sixth-rank, Fang Ping can't come out, who dares to be honored? It's ridiculous!"

Jiang Chao's words not only made the people present stupefied, but also the grand masters in Huaguo were speechless.

This was not enough, Jiang Chao yelled again: "Two years of martial arts training, the master is coming soon, and the combat power is unparalleled. Whoever refuses to accept it will fight!"

Fang Ping frowned and said, "That's enough, Jiang Chao, the visitor is just a guest, and warriors from the Hua Kingdom don't fight for fame."

"Fang Ping, martial arts must be contested. You are extremely powerful. I, Jiang Chao, are convinced. These frogs at the bottom of the well dare to shout. If you don't accept it, come to fight, what will he do!"

"It's not that I'm afraid... Forget it, just shut up!"

Sure enough, Jiang Chao shut up, acting as if I made my own decisions.

On the opposite side, the polite smile on Guo Shengye's face was a little more genuine.

Sure enough, Fang Ping and his fans are the best cross talk actors.

It was so funny, Guo Shengye quietly pinched his thigh with his hand to keep himself from laughing out loud.

Some of the foreign masters approached, and someone chuckled and said, "Fang Ping? The young martial artist who manifested the spirit of Huaguo before?"

Someone glanced at the calm Guo Shengye and said, "It seems to be a student of King Ye."

"That makes sense, the people of Zhenxing City have always been proud and arrogant, and they can all be convinced..."

Several foreigners frowned, their eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

In this complicated atmosphere, the two sides met.

At this moment, Li Deyong suddenly said: "Let's start."

Following Li Deyong's words, the seven ninth-rank powerhouses present made their moves together.

These ninth-rank powerhouses directly raised the huge arena in the distance and hung it in mid-air.

This is not enough, the spiritual power of the powerhouses surged out, and they set up spiritual power barriers one after another in all directions of the ring, and even began to solidify!
Fang Ping whispered: "Is it necessary? If you have to be suspended in mid-air, can't you solidify on the ground?"

On the side, Du Hong explained in a low voice: "It is for the convenience of the grandmaster to watch the battle. Not only here, there are many grandmasters in the capital who have not come. There are no buildings blocking it, so it is easier to watch the battle."

"The direct video broadcast is ready."

Fang Ping was speechless, Guo Shengye glanced at him, and casually said: "Maybe it is to protect the eyesight of the elderly, so that there is no radiation when looking directly."

"You really make sense."

Fang Ping complained, is the master afraid of myopia, amblyopia, glaucoma, or cataract, presbyopia?
Let Guo Shengye talk here.

But it also makes sense, technology is convenient, but it is also prone to other problems, such as accidentally disconnecting the signal during the game, which may provoke many grandmasters to scold.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping made up a reasonable reason for himself, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go?"

Fang Ping looked at Guo Shengye worriedly. Could it be that his principal is being excluded again?

Small poor.

Strange, why did Fang Ping say "again"...

Guo Shengye ignored him, he didn't need to make a top move to solidify the arena.

Fang Ping felt bored, so he went to chat with Du Hong and Wang Jinyang.

When the ninth-rank powerhouse solidified the ring, Li Deyong suddenly shouted: "Enter the stage!"

The arena in the air is huge.

Stepping on the ring, it is not a metal texture, but only feels like stepping on the clouds, which is formed by the solidification of the spiritual power of a ninth-rank powerhouse.

Although rank nine fighters cannot maintain a solidified state, they can still maintain it as long as they are filled at any time.

Fang Ping sat down, touched the ground with his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "It's very strong, and the sixth rank may not be able to leave a mark... However, once it is penetrated by someone, I am afraid that the few ninth ranks who maintain it will also be attacked. Backlash?"

At this moment, the person sitting in front of Fang Ping happened to be Wang Qinghai. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "How is that possible? The barrier laid down by the seventh rank and nine ranks, this is Huaguo, Jue Dian will not make a move, how could it be penetrated?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Qinghai looked at Guo Shengye again, and repeated: "Jue Dian can't make a move, how could he be penetrated!"

Wang Qinghai also temporarily received news from Zhang Tao. Zhang Tao asked Wang Qinghai to keep an eye on Guo Shengye and the Yang family in Zhenxing City.

Logically speaking, since Guo Shengye is in command here, as long as the Yang family grows their brains, they won't attack Mowu's people.

But I'm afraid that the Yang family will go crazy in public.

When Wang Qinghai received the news, he was also stunned. He and Guo Shengye had a lot of interactions, at least enough for him to understand Guo Shengye's character.

Run amok.

It doesn't matter if you are from Zhenxing City or not, you are my savior, if you make me unhappy, I have to fuck you too.

Guo Shengye glanced at the trembling Wang Qinghai, and snorted coldly: "I'm not the brainless person like Li Changsheng."

Sitting behind Guo Shengye, Li Changsheng coughed lightly, the old man is still embarrassed.

At this time, Li Deyong walked to the center and said loudly: "Everyone should know the rules, it is still the old rule, three chances to challenge, three chances to be challenged! No matter whether it is a challenge or a challenge, no one can refuse!

If the six chances are used up and the final battle is won, they will be automatically shortlisted.If the last fails, only exit!
If the number of finalists exceeds the number, make arrangements, if the number is not enough, continue to add!

In addition, human beings are striving for survival, and the enemies of the Catacombs are ahead.We human beings are united as one, there are dangers in the competition for places, martial artists fight, accidents are everywhere... However, if the opponent loses combat power, it is absolutely not allowed to intentionally kill the opponent!

Finally, remind the non-participating warriors present not to interfere in the competition. Even if a warrior violates the rules at the last moment and kills an opponent who has no resistance, Huahui will stop it! "

After all, Li Deyong said again: "In the first round, Huaguo Du Hong will start to select opponents, and the rotation will be based on the order of strength. You can choose to give up the challenge."

At this time, Fang Ping suddenly said loudly: "Commander, the opponents are selected in order of strength, but if someone hides their strength, what should we do?"

Li Deyong glanced at him, and said lightly: "Strong strength means priority! If you choose to hide, you give up priority. It doesn't mean that you are strong, so you must be the first to challenge!"

Fang Ping smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He summed it up in one sentence, the strong are respected.

I am strong, I can choose my opponent first, or I can choose to hide, you don't care how I challenge.

Very fair, in the world of warriors, this is a kind of fairness.

Du Hong stood up and pointed to a sixth-rank warrior in the Heaven of the Gods.

This means killing the opponent.

And that sixth-rank high-level martial artist also walked towards the ring with a look of death.

"You know that you may die if you come, why don't you even admit defeat? Just to let these descendants of the peak see how cruel the fighting is? Just to be a monkey?"

Fang Ping cursed in a low voice.

In the front row, Wang Qinghai turned his head to look at Fang Ping, and said in a deep voice, "Because of the quota! This is the benefit, if there is no benefit, you can't afford it early, Jue Dian throws the bait, if you don't take it, no one will stop you!"

The two people around were arguing, but Guo Shengye was looking at the ring in front of him, with a smile in his eyes.

Fang Ping thought the same as him.

It's really sad that sometimes human life is precious, and sometimes it's so cheap.

Guo Shengye turned his head to look at the Yang family who were in Xingcheng, and said with a smile, "Why do you keep staring at me? I consider myself generous, and I don't care about you in Xingcheng, so don't ask for trouble."

Yang family?

No, what Guo Shengye was talking about was Town Star City.

The Yang family is not the Yang family, it is nothing, Guo Shengye still doesn't take the Yang family seriously, but the look in his eyes is really annoying.

So Guo Shengye simply pulled Zhenxing City out, and you thirteen families are one, so I will naturally trouble Zhenxing City.

Trouble with the Yang family?
Isn't that bullying the weak?

The eighth-rank master of the Yang family in Zhenxing City suddenly looked at Guo Shengye, and the ninth-rank master of the Su family also looked at Guo Shengye, with complicated eyes, and said helplessly: "I have no intention of being an enemy of Principal Guo..."

"Then take good care of the people in Star City."

Guo Shengye said indifferently.

The eighth-rank master of the Yang family, Yang He said softly: "My Yang family has fallen to this point, and the glory of the past is gone. The Yang family has no intention of being an enemy of anyone. I only want a ninth-rank divine weapon. Does my Yang family not even have such qualifications?"

Guo Shengye flew out a handful of Ninth Grade Divine Weapons from the storage space, and rushed straight to Yang He.

Yang He seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, but the imposing Ninth Rank Divine Soldier suddenly lost all his strength and fell into Yang He's arms.

Want Ninth Rank Divine Weapon?
OK, here you are.

This behavior, as if sending a beggar, made everyone think that it was not a ninth-rank magic weapon, but a dollar.

Fang Ping was more speechless and annoyed than Yang He, and said in a low voice, "Principal, why are you giving it to them?"

"Troubles that can be settled with money are not called troubles."

Guo Shengye had a cold expression on his face. If the trouble was not settled after spending money, he would have to get it back with interest.

"That's a rank nine divine weapon!"

Fang Ping went crazy, it's a shame!He felt so bad!
Is Guo Shengye taken advantage of by the reincarnation of the wealth-spreading boy!

Fang Ping said angrily, "We didn't do anything wrong!"

Guo Shengye glanced at Fang Ping, and said calmly, "The person who wronged you knows your innocence better than you."

In his opinion, Fang Ping's life is more valuable than a Ninth Grade Divine Weapon.

From the eighth-rank master to the junior warriors of the Yang family, everyone has fallen into a state of madness and extremes.

Now the Yang family keeps saying that they only need a ninth-grade magic weapon.

Well, Mowu suffered a loss and gave them the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon, which means that this matter has been written off.

If the Yang family still went mad after that, it was the Yang family's fault.

Do you really think that the Yang family wants a Ninth Grade Divine Weapon?

This kind of person's appetite can't be fed enough, and after asking for a handful of Ninth-Rank Divine Weapons, they will rely on you.

At that time, no matter what Mowu does, Zhenxing City will have nothing to say.

However, if he could spend a handful of Ninth Rank Divine Weapons to wipe this matter away, it would be worth it in Guo Shengye's opinion.

At worst, these Ninth Grade Divine Weapons are to be buried with the ancestors of the Yang family. In any case, the ancestors of the Yang family have actually guarded the human race for hundreds of years.

Anyway, the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon...

Killing the ninth-rank monster and that's it.

If it doesn't work, let Xiaobai and Xiaotang go and ransack the warehouse of the real king of the Catacombs.

These resources from the Catacombs are considered valuable by others, but they are not worth mentioning in Guo Shengye's view.

Fang Ping was still struggling: "It's too bad, it's too bad."

"No way, I have to protect Mowu's reputation."

Guo Shengye said calmly.

What he said made the juniors from other families in Zhenxing City lower their heads in a little shame.

Well, it seems that they really suppressed Star City too much.

The turmoil in the audience temporarily calmed down, and Du Hong's three swords on the stage killed a sixth-rank high-level warrior from the Gods' Paradise.

Rosyce from the Heaven of the Gods also looked at Hua Guo. Du Hong killed one of them, and he naturally wanted to pick a Hua Guo warrior.

At this time, Wang Qinghai set up a mental barrier between him and Guo Shengye, saying: "This time you spent a lot of money..."

Wang Qinghai knew that Guo Shengye was spending money, maybe he just didn't want Hua to have internal strife in front of warriors from other countries.

"A mere ninth-rank divine weapon."

"Come on, stop here, even if the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon is not worth mentioning, it is still the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon."

Wang Qinghai said helplessly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer."

Guo Shengye smiled and said, "If you don't mention this, do you think the Yang family will give up?"

Wang Qinghai was silent for a while, shook his head, and said, "I don't know."

I really don't know, people from the Yang family...

In the state just now, he was proficient in singing, reading and proofing. Wang Qinghai found it extremely strange, but he didn't know why it was so strange.

Afterwards, Wang Qinghai thought about it for a while, the descendants of the most up-to-date children... Even if they were down and out, they would never behave like this kind of rascal.

It can only be said to be pitiful and pathetic. Even though life has not yet reached the point of poverty, the members of the Yang family can sing red faces and bad faces for a ninth-grade divine weapon...

Can a handful of Ninth Grade Divine Weapons feed the Yang family and suppress their evil thoughts?
Wang Qinghai really didn't know.

Guo Shengye smiled without saying a word, which is actually quite interesting.

Observing human diversity, experimental material get√.

While Wang Qinghai was talking with Guo Shengye, Fang Ping had already stepped onto the central area and stood opposite Rosyth.

The two made a tentative blow, and Rosyth remained motionless, while Fang Ping stepped back a few steps, his flesh and blood cracked.

Wang Qinghai sighed: "Fang Ping is only in the middle of the sixth rank after all."

Guo Shengye remained silent.

Under the stage, Yang He stared at Fang Ping, and the Ninth Rank Divine Soldier in his arms felt hot.

A pair of Ninth-Rank Divine Weapons... In fact, Yang He has his own. He inherited Yang Daohong's Ninth-Rank Divine Weapons.

Although Yang Qing didn't have it, Yang Qing was only at the seventh rank, so there was no need to worry.

The key point is that Fang Ping and the others have entered the inner circle of the boundary area.

It is said that Qin Fengqing entered the inner circle...

But he didn't believe it, it was clearly Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang who entered the inner circle, and they all made rapid progress.

Also, how did Fang Ping and the others carry so many spoils of war across thousands of miles and return to Tiannan City.

There is only one answer, the ancestor's storage ring is in Fang Ping's hands.

So the ancestor's body... must be in Fang Ping's hands!

However, what Yang He didn't expect was that when he said he wanted the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon, Guo Shengye threw the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon to him without saying a word.

Yang He really didn't expect the development of the matter.

Even...Yang He became even more skeptical, why Guo Shengye was so generous, was it because he knew that the body of the ancestor of the Yang family was in the hands of Fang Ping and others, so he gave the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon to stop his mouth?
Suspicion of neighbors stealing axes, nothing more.

Yang He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, the Yang family had always been hostile to Fang Ping, even though Li Deyong and the others warned him several times, Yang He showed no sign of stopping him.

The reason was simple, he wanted to anger Fang Ping.

But all of this was ruined by Guo Shengye.

Fang Ping was angry, because Guo Shengye gave them a Ninth Grade Divine Weapon.

Ridiculous, what he wants is not the Ninth Rank Divine Weapon at all!

Yang He felt more and more uncomfortable, why did Guo Shengye give him the Ninth Rank Divine Weapon?

What kind of excuses are you looking for to embarrass Fang Ping? !
While Yang He was full of thoughts, the battle between Fang Ping and Rosyth on the stage became more and more intense. Fang Ping was constantly repelled and forced to use his own manifestation.

In the void, a small city instantly condensed, and the bloody sun was dazzling, smashing towards Rosyth's giant sword.

"That bloody sun is the core of his mental power. As long as the sun is destroyed, Fang Ping will be severely injured!"

Everyone was discussing, Wang Qinghai looked at Guo Shengye, who was as immobile and calm as a mountain, feeling puzzled.

Fang Ping kept using the core of the spiritual force to hit Rosyth.

The battle situation turned in an instant, and now Fang Ping was fighting against Rosyth.

But Fang Ping's bloody sun became increasingly dimmer and dilapidated. Everyone could see that Fang Ping had tried his best and was seriously injured.

Just as Fang Ping slashed at him, Rosyth flew upside down and fell to the ground, with blood overflowing from his mouth and his face pale.

Although he couldn't admit defeat, he was already out of support. If Fang Ping attacked him again, it would be a deliberate kill.

Fang Ping stepped on the opponent's giant sword, and regardless of Rosyth's ugly face, Yujian flew back to the Hua Kingdom camp.

This is his trophy.

Fang Ping thought of his spendthrift principal, and sighed inwardly.

With such a money-spreading headmaster on his head, he can only do his best to collect money.

This is not what he wants, it is for Mowu.

Fang Ping sent the huge sword back to the original place, Wang Qinghai just wanted to congratulate, but Fang Ping hit multiple mental power barriers in a row, and then his face changed slightly: "You come!"

Wang Qinghai's expression changed, and he continued to strengthen the barrier.

And at this moment, Fang Ping's face suddenly turned pale to the extreme, and a manifestation suddenly appeared in front of him, and disappeared in a flash, but all the grandmasters present saw it, and the blood sun... collapsed instantly!

At the moment of collapse, Fang Ping bled from his seven orifices.

A worried look flashed in Wang Qinghai's eyes. The core of the object collapsed, and something serious was about to happen. Fang Ping...can he recover?

(End of this chapter)