Back in the team, Tang Feng walked over, glanced at him, and whispered: "Is it okay?"

Fang Ping shook his head slightly, the injury was not too serious.

However, this does not mean that Yao Chengjun is weak. If Fang Ping had not damaged his mental strength, this battle would not have ended so quickly.

Even so, Yao Chengjun's sharp shooting skills and implosion of energy still hurt Fang Ping's internal organs.

If there had been a strong man like Yao Chengjun in the First Military Academy just now, Fang Ping would probably be in trouble. There is a limit to his rough skin and thick flesh, and he is not really invincible.

Fang Ping shook his head, but Qin Fengqing on the side curled his lips and said: "Just show off your power, anyone who bleeds can take a bath."

After saying that, without giving Fang Ping a chance to refute, he immediately said: "Give me the knife back."

Fang Ping didn't waste any time and threw the knife directly.

As for taking a shower if you have bleeding...just get used to it, it's not the first time.

Qin Fengqing took the hand, examined it carefully, and then said distressedly: "Look, look, there are a lot of scratches! It's not that you don't feel bad about your knife, you have to pretend, he will lose if he doesn't take the last shot...

…”

B-grade alloy knives are not easily broken, and chips are not easy to appear.

Scratches...that's inevitable.

In the fierce confrontation, Yao Chengjun's spear was not made of bad quality. At this moment, there were many clearly visible scratches on the blade.

Fang Ping said angrily: "What's wrong with more than 10 million scratches? One million is enough for one scratch, so stop talking nonsense!"

"I……"

Qin Fengqing wanted to curse, but the key was that I didn't see the money!

If he really saw 10 million, he would stop talking nonsense.

Fang Ping ignored him because the battle between Jingwu and Nanwu was about to begin. At this moment, both sides were making preparations.

…

In Jingwu's team.

At this moment, the grandmaster personally left the stage and said softly: "Don't be disturbed by Fang Ping and the others, just go all out."

Li Hansong nodded and exhaled: "Dean, don't worry, although Fang Ping is strong, he is not so strong that I will definitely not be able to defeat him. We will only know who wins and who loses after fighting!"

"That's good, but be careful when dealing with Wang Jinyang."

"Know."

Li Hansong glanced at Wang Jinyang from afar. At this moment, Wang Jinyang across from him was caressing his knife alone. The faces of the other Nanwu team members were full of unwillingness and helplessness.

Nan Wu could only rely on Wang Jinyang. Even if Lan Wufeng came to power, it would only be a matter of one punch.

…

The second battle began soon.

This time, Mr. Fu did not serve as the commentator. Instead, Luo Yichuan from Mowu was the commentator.

Luo Yichuan spoke highly of both of them, but in the end he said: "Wang Jinyang came from Nanjiang Wuhan University. It is not easy to grow to this point in a university like Nanjiang Wuhan University. It has nothing to do with talent. No matter how talented you are,

, it would be difficult for Wang Jinyang to reach this point if he didn’t work hard.”

Wang Jinyang is very talented and has a bone marrow mutation.

But bone marrow mutation does not mean that you will definitely become a strong person. If you don't work hard, you will be a waste if I give you a golden body.

The conditions of Nanwu are not comparable to those of these prestigious schools.

However, Wang Jinyang was not left behind by others, not because Nan Wu took care of him specially, but because he had gone deep into the caves to fight many times and snatched the opportunity himself.

…

On the arena.

As soon as the two came on stage, their momentum reached an extreme.

Li Hansong's momentum was extremely strong, and Wang Jinyang was no weaker than him, which surprised many powerful people.

Li Hansong also played well. He had reached the seventh level of the fourth level before. Wang Jinyang didn't take many shots. It was really rare to be able to accumulate momentum to this point.

Seeing that the two people had no intention of talking, the referee did not delay and shouted: "Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blade of light penetrated the void, as if it was about to shatter the sky, and fell in the blink of an eye!

That's Wang Jinyang's knife!

However, what is even more surprising is Li Hansong!

At this moment, Li Hansong's head suddenly glowed with gold, and the golden light instantly covered his body, and then converged on his fist!

Li Hansong jumped into the air, causing the ring to sink deeply into the ground!

The next moment, Li Hansong raised his fist to the sky, and the intense golden light pierced countless people and closed their eyes.

Boom!

The sound of explosions was heard instantly, and some spectators in the distance felt nauseated and extremely uncomfortable.

When the two of them came on stage, they unleashed their unique skills!

…

At this moment, Liu Dali approached Fang Ping and wanted to ask, but Fang Ping shouted: "Shut up!"

There is no time to talk to him!

Both of these two people may be his next opponents. For such opponents, he must first clearly see their strength.

Liu Dali was speechless and could only raise his head and look into the air.

Can't see anything!

It’s so boring to fight!

Only a blood glow and a golden glow were seen clashing in mid-air. Huge roars kept coming, shaking some people close to them and shaking their bodies. Liu Dali also felt a little stressed.

Fang Ping was fine and looked up.

When the two of them came on stage, they exploded with all their strength. Wang Jinyang's sword was extremely fast and extremely powerful, but Li Hansong's skull was made of nature, almost at the rhythm of a half-step golden body. When it exploded, the power of the iron fist was also amazing.

"The forty-meter long sword is here!"

While Liu Dali was watching with boredom, Fang Ping murmured.

Then, a thick bloody sword light appeared in mid-air again!

"drink!"

Li Hansong's explosive roar resounded throughout the world, and the golden light above his head was like the sun, making many low-level warriors shed tears.

"He's also a tough guy."

Fang Ping muttered again, Li Hansong's skull was made by nature, and his body even had some immortal characteristics.

At this moment, with all his strength, the bloody sword light fell. Li Hansong did not avoid it, and violently blasted towards the sword light with his golden fist!

But the sword light was not one. When Li Hansong shattered the first one, soon, the second sword light fell.

The second way, the third way...

After slashing seven or eight swords in a row, the two of them gradually fell onto the ring. At this moment, the silent Wang Jinyang suddenly let out a low cry, and the blood glowed all over his body!

The sound of the waves of the river came from him.

That's the sound of blood flowing!

"Crash..."

It is hard to imagine that a person's blood flow can make such a turbulent sound.

Luo Yichuan said quickly: "The bone marrow is like mercury! It lives up to its name!"

The reason why I say this is because although Fang Ping is also known as having bone marrow as mercury, he hardly exerts any special effects, at least not as impressive as Wang Jinyang looks like.

…

Fang Ping was stunned for a moment when he saw that Wang Jinyang's body seemed to be covered in blood, and then he cursed secretly, "What are you showing off!"

By the way...he doesn't seem to know how to do this. Doesn't bone marrow like mercury only speed up the recovery of blood energy?

Can it also stimulate qi and blood, making the power of qi and blood stronger?

At this moment, both of them were having strange phenomena, one was like a golden war god, and the other was like a bloody demon king. Judging from the appearance, they were much more beautiful than the mental confrontation between Fang Ping and Yao Chengjun.

The battle of spiritual power is invisible and has no quality. Unless you reach the master level, it cannot be manifested and ordinary people cannot understand it.

Bloody figures and golden figures kept intertwining.

Li Hansong's iron fist and Wang Jinyang's long knife struck the ring from time to time. Even the ring covered with A-grade alloy showed weak cracks at this moment.

After all, it is not an alloy forged into weapons. When the two of them exploded with all their strength, they had no scruples, and their strength was no weaker than that of the strong men in the middle and high ranks of the fifth grade.

"cut!"
To be continued...