Xie Lei jumped out of the crowd, and Fang Ping stopped caring about the others and jumped out.

"Defeat you in three moves!"

Fang Ping shouted softly, without holding a knife and using his bare hands.

A long weapon like the Guandao is not suitable to be carried around at this moment.

"Let's see how arrogant you can be!"

Xie Lei was completely angered!

After the conversation between the two ended, Fang Ping put his toes on the ground, jumped up instantly, and flew away in the air.

In mid-air, Fang Ping shouted lowly, and his palms instantly turned red.

"cut!"

A loud shout, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.

The next moment, many people came back to their senses and looked forward. For a while, many people's expressions changed drastically.

Fang Ping slashed down with his sword, but Xie Lei refused to retreat and raised his fist to catch it.

However, Xie Lei, who had just entered the early stage of the fourth level, had not stayed at the peak of the third level for long. He was no match for Fang Ping at the same level, let alone one level higher than Fang Ping.

The seven cuts of the hand knife were combined into one, and with one cut, Xie Lei's fist instantly splattered with blood, and there was a harsh cracking sound from the fist bones!

While everyone was shocked, Fang Ping shouted loudly again!

"Certainly!"

A loud shout rang out, and Xie Lei's expression froze. The next second, Fang Ping turned his palm into a fist, and struck Xie Lei in the chest with one punch. Xie Lei flew backwards, fell to the ground, and was speechless for a long time.

"Thank you, senior, for accepting the offer!"

Fang Ping looked calm.

Counting the mental shock and three moves before and after, Xie Lei was defeated.

The first move was just to let Xie Lei know the gap between them. Otherwise, Fang Ping, whose mental power is over 600 Hz, would have no problem in intimidating Xie Lei. With his mental shock, one move would be enough to defeat him.

The entire playground was silent.

Xie Lei, who had also tempered his bones three times, was one year ahead of Fang Ping. He was also a genius in Mowu and was once hailed as the best successor to the president.

However, at this moment, about two seconds before and after, he was defeated by Fang Ping.

Lost too quickly, lost too miserably!

This scene was something that none of the students, and perhaps even the instructors, expected.

On the high platform, Lu Fengrou was calm, Li Changsheng chuckled, and the others also changed their expressions slightly.

Others may have thought that this was a fight between two third-level peak warriors, but they knew that this was a fight between two middle-level warriors!

Yes, one who is in the middle level can be called a strong person.

However, Xie Lei, the magical genius, was defeated in two moves!

Mental shock does not even count.

…

"Mental shock..."

Wu Kuishan whispered softly, and Huang Jingning on the side said: "The mental power is much stronger than before. When Yao Chengjun was in the fourth level, his mental power was so powerful that it exceeded 600 Hz. Fang Ping... doesn't seem to be any weaker than him!"

Huang Jing actually knew how strong Fang Ping's mental power was.

The first time I saw him was when Fang Ping tried to interfere with him. At that time, he was not too high.

The second time, Fang Ping broke through to the high level of the third level, and his mental power also broke through. That time, Fang Ping had actually reached the standard of external release.

Of course, it is not the kind of external release that a master can do, but it can capture energy particles without being restricted by the body.

Now, how long has it been?

The progress of spiritual power is extremely slow.

Unlike qi and blood, a breakthrough in a realm means an increase of hundreds or even thousands of calories of qi and blood.

It is extremely difficult to increase mental power without the aid of elixirs or the practice of martial arts...

Even if Fang Ping reaches the fourth level, it stands to reason that the increase in mental power will not be too much.

But now, Fang Ping's mental power was indeed growing extremely fast, shocking Xie Lei, who was also at the fourth level, and almost leaving Xie Lei unable to fight back.

The last grandmaster of Mowu, the skinny Liu Polu, smiled and said: "The little guy went to Nanjiang to visit Zhang Dingnan. Zhang Dingnan is also very optimistic about it. The position of president of the martial arts club... may really fall into his hands.

"

Old Li on one side smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, not only Zhang Dingnan, but also Principal Chen from Jingnan are full of praise. I think the position of president of the martial arts club is no longer in doubt."

Tang Feng on the other side frowned slightly and said, "Can he manage the martial arts club well?"

"Why not?"

Old Man Li smiled and said: "I think he manages his own business well."

Tang Feng kept silent. In his eyes, he felt that the strong and powerful were respected.

If Zhang Yuzhen is not as good as Fang Ping, then it is natural for him to give up his position as the president of the Martial Arts Club.

But... Fang Ping just feels awkward being the president of the martial arts club.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to care.

Tang Feng stopped talking, and the other deans also stopped talking. Seeing this, Wu Kuishan glanced at Lu Fengrou, who had been silent, and said no more.

…

In front of the crowd, Xie Lei seemed to be in a trance, but Zhang Ziwei stepped forward without saying a word and helped him back into the crowd.

When warriors fight, the victory or defeat is sometimes so quick.

And this also proves the strength gap between them.

Zhang Yu exhaled softly, and Qin Fengqing in front of the crowd clicked her tongue. This kid Fang Ping is getting more and more difficult to deal with!

"It's amazing!"

"Is this the strength of the third-rank number one?"

"President Xie is so defeated?"

"incredible!"

"..."

Xie Lei is quite famous.

Before Fang Ping came to Mowu, he was the only warrior in Mowu who had tempered his bones three times and was the vice president of the martial arts club.

Previously, Xie Lei was ranked high on the third-grade combat power list.

However, at this moment, everyone saw for the first time the strength gap between Xie Lei and Fang Ping.

Fang Ping, who was also a warrior who had tempered his bones three times, easily defeated Xie Lei.

In front of the crowd.

Zhang Yu said with a slightly solemn expression: "Senior Brother Fang is in the fourth rank?"

Fang Ping smiled and said: "Senior Xie is also in the fourth rank, so I don't think I'm trying to suppress others with my level, right?"

This was Fang Ping's explanation, lest everyone think that he was bullying others.

However, this sentence ignited the flame again.

"Fourth level warrior!"

"Fang Ping is in the fourth grade, Xie Lei is also in the fourth grade!"

"They are all true geniuses!"

"It's too fast. One is just a sophomore and the other is a junior!"

"Xie Lei has two years to graduate, and Fang Ping has three years to go... Are you going to be a fifth- or sixth-grade student?"

Both Xie Lei and Fang Ping are in their golden cultivation period at the moment.

In two years, Xie Lei will advance to the first level, which is not difficult, and he can expect to graduate from the fifth level.

As for Fang Ping... he might be able to reach the sixth level, or even worse, he would graduate from the fifth level.

The fight between the two fourth-grade warriors ended faster than expected.

…

"Senior Zhang, it's up to you and me now, right?"

Fang Ping said with a smile.

Zhang Yu took a breath, stepped out, nodded and said: "Junior Fang, please!"
To be continued...