Chapter 143

The daytime course is spent in public discussion.

In the evening, the training room.

As soon as Fang Ping arrived, Zhao Lei said, "Fang Ping, the day of squad leader rotation seems to be coming?"

He didn't say, Fang Ping didn't remember.

Speaking of this, Fang Ping frowned and said, "I almost forgot that the 20 credits of last month have not been sent to me. What did you do?"

"Hum!"

Zhao Lei snorted, obviously disdaining.

My hands and feet?

I'll fart!

In magic martial arts, where do these students have the right to be hands and feet? Fang Ping can really overestimate him!

"I told you."

At this time, Tang Feng stepped in and said casually, "the credits of the school are not given casually. Last month, everyone was outside, rotated twice, and no one challenged. The credits have not been issued for the time being.

Now that you mentioned it, this rotation, plus 20 credits from last month, will be distributed together. "

Fang Ping immediately understood the meaning and hurriedly said, "teacher, what do you mean..."

"That means, who will be the monitor this time? The 20 credits of last month will be reissued to the monitor together."

In other words, whoever is the monitor this time will get 30 credits.

Everyone has also done tasks. Naturally, they understand what 30 credits mean.

Those who first enter the second grade will be rewarded with 10-15 credits.

Wu Zhe in the middle of the second grade, 15-20 credits.

Second grade high-end, 20-25 credits.

Second grade peak, 25-30 credits.

Of course, this is not fixed. Sometimes the reward will be higher and sometimes lower.

Sometimes cash is given, sometimes credit is settled.

But in general, they are all within this range.

30 credits, which means that many people share equally between the two first-class and second-class tasks.

In the class, as long as you beat Fang Ping, you will have 30 credits.

As soon as Tang Feng's voice fell, many people's eyes changed and some people were ready to move.

Zhao Lei was no exception, staring at Fang Ping with burning eyes.

Fu Changding, who was on one side, was also excited and whispered, "Fang Ping, 30 credits, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome this time.

Our relationship is cheaper than Zhao Lei. Why not me?

In this way, Zhao Lei will challenge you later. Why don't you get down on him and admit defeat with me? How about I give you 10 credits? "

Fang Ping glanced at him and said, "you think I'm stupid? I can take it myself. Why should I give it to you?"

"Fang Ping, the hero can't stand many people. I'm afraid I have to challenge you later. Think about it yourself. It takes a lot of pills to restore Qi and blood..."

Fang Ping was too lazy to talk to him, while Tang Feng said, "does anyone want to challenge the position of monitor?"

"Mentor, I want to try!"

Zhao Lei was the first to make a sound and looked eager to try.

"Tutor, I also sign up!"

"Teacher, I also sign up!"

“……”

Four or five students signed up in a row, and Fu Changding was no exception.

Tang Feng said casually, "Fang Ping, as a monitor, you must accept ti's challenge. Of course, there will be a break on the way.

In addition, as a monitor, you have the right to choose who to accept the challenge first.

Don't talk about fairness. It's his luck who is finally selected. "

It's a very casual rule. Of course, this kind of wheel battle is the last one to take advantage.

The last thing to play is the choice of the previous winner, which depends on popularity and how a winner judges.

Eyesight also plays a role at this time.

Fang Ping looked at several people in the opposite direction and first glanced at Fu Changding. Fu Changding hurriedly smiled with an expression that I am your head, which made Fang Ping give up the idea of beating him for the time being.

After sweeping Yang Xiaoman again, Yang Xiaoman immediately glanced at Zhao Lei with an expression that he was the strong enemy.

Fang Ping stared at her and didn't move. Yang Xiaoman couldn't hold on. He stared at Fang Ping and muttered, "challenge the girls first. Is that interesting?"

Before Fang Ping spoke, Zhao Lei said in a deep voice, "Fang Ping, let me come first!"

"Are you sure?"

"It doesn't matter if the monitor is not the monitor. I just want to avenge you!"

Zhao Lei doesn't care that he was finally lost to the position of monitor by wheel combat. He just wants to avenge Fang Ping for being beaten into a pig's head last time!

"I don't mind if you try to get beaten."

Fang Ping smiled, looked at Tang Feng and said, "teacher, can you use weapons?"

"Yes!"

Tang Feng's answer was straightforward. Some students studied weapon tactics. If they were not allowed to use weapons, how could they give full play to their maximum strength.

What's more, he's here. He's not on a mission now, so he won't let people lose their lives.

"Then wait a moment."

Fang Ping didn't say much and walked towards the dressing room.

Zhao Lei hesitated slightly for a moment and went aside. He picked up his weapon. In his class, the most people use sticks and knives.

Zhao Lei's is an alloy stick. His mentor Tang Feng is not good at weapons. It's more appropriate to use a stick.

After a while, Fang Ping came out.

When they saw him walking out with a long knife, everyone looked a little different.

In the crowd, Zhao Xuemei also looked at Fang Ping in surprise. What's the situation?

"Didn't he use a machete?"

"How did it become a big pass?"

"Isn't this knife light? Can Fang Ping use it?"

"It seems that the posture is full, and the key is to be effective..."

Many people whispered. Zhao Lei was also attracted. He stared at Fengzui Dao for a while and said, "the longer the weapon, the better!"

The one meter eight long Phoenix beak Sabre is definitely not a short weapon among the weapons.

A long weapon does not mean that it is powerful. Once it is close, it is difficult to use a long weapon.

In particular, Guan Dao is not as good as a stick.

Fang Ping said with a smile, "just try. By the way, won't you cry today?"

"Hum!"

"Don't cry, or every time I cry, I'll be embarrassed to do it again next time!"

"Then you try!"

"You seemed so confident last time!"

"Less nonsense!"

Zhao Lei is a little impatient.

As soon as his voice fell, Fang Ping's feet on the opposite side flashed, drew closer, and the long knife cut a whistling sound in the air.

Zhao Lei's face remained unchanged. He stopped when he lifted the staff and moved his feet. He wanted to be close to Fang Ping. With his number of quenched bones, it was more appropriate to get close to Fang Ping in melee.

As a result, Zhao Lei suddenly took a step backward, and his hands were numb and trembling.

"How powerful!"

Zhao Lei's expression was frozen, and Fang Ping's explosive power was stronger than he expected!

Just thinking so, Fang Ping took the knife and cut again!

"When!"

The knife and stick made a spark and made a harsh friction sound.

Zhao Lei took another step back and his face looked a little ugly.

He retreats and Fang Ping advances.

"When!"

When he chopped again, Zhao Lei was paralyzed, and he felt that he couldn't hold the iron bar.

"Dangdang!"

Fang Ping is neither close nor far away, and always keeps the knife distance with Zhao Lei.

After cutting more than ten knives in a row, Zhao Lei's tiger mouth has cracked, and a trace of blood flows along the tiger mouth and along the alloy stick.

……

Among the students watching the war on both sides.

Yang Xiaoman's face changed slightly and said, "the strength of his upper limb bones is so strong!"

"Weapons are not light."

Fu Changding interrupted: "this is not the key, the key is that his blood explosive power is stronger than Zhao Lei!"

"How!"

Yang Xiaoman was shocked and said, "Zhao Lei has quenched 55 bones and has at least 270 calories of life..."

"Fang Ping is much better than him, not a little!"

Fu Changding also has a dignified face. They haven't seen Fang Ping since the special training class started.

For the second time, there was no challenge.

The next time, we did our own tasks last month, and we didn't contact each other.

Until now, many people have found that Fang Ping's high Qi and blood is amazing.

At least 280 cards... No, 280 cards of Qi and blood can't cause such suppression, at least about 300 cards!

"Is this the warrior who quenched the bone three times?"

Fu Changding murmured, then reacted, and said to God, "there are definitely a lot of quenched bones with such high blood, at least about 50 pieces. Otherwise, even three times of quenched bones can't be so high, or even more!"

In the same realm, the maximum HP will be increased every time a bone is quenched.

If Fang Ping didn't have a large number of quenched bones, even if he quenched bones three times, he wouldn't have such high blood.

"300 cards!"

Yang Xiaoman's face is a little pale. The martial arts in the first-class realm are almost the same according to the number of quenched bones and the strength of Qi and blood.

I haven't learned any powerful tactics.

Fang Ping's strong Qi and blood is almost a repressive advantage for them.

In the public discussion, Fang Ping suddenly burst out, the long knife turned into a light and shadow, and the air was cut into a violent explosion.

"When!"

This time, the sound of alloy collision was particularly loud!

Zhao Lei's face flushed and roared, but his steps couldn't stop retreating, and the blood on the tiger's mouth was more obvious.

"Don't you admit defeat? Do you want me to cry?"

Fang Ping drank and the long knife chopped down again!

"When!"

This time, as Fang Ping cut down, Zhao Lei finally couldn't hold the iron bar. The iron bar slipped and fell to the ground, and a sound came out.

Zhao Lei's hands had long been paralyzed, but he was unwilling to lose. He moved quickly and wanted to fight Fang Ping closely.

But Fang Ping didn't give him this chance. The long knife roared and cut down again, blocking his way forward.

Zhao Lei's pupils contracted and quickly retreated.

As soon as he retreated, Fang Ping changed from chopping to patting, and the blade suddenly hit Zhao Lei's chest!

"Poof!"

Zhao Lei was not as fast as Fang Ping. He couldn't avoid it. He was hit hard in the chest and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth!

At this time, Fang Ping gave up using the knife and threw the long knife at Yang Xiaoman. Yang Xiaoman hurriedly avoided it. Fu Changding stretched out his hand to pick it up. First, his hand sank, and then he saw the metallic luster of the blade. He couldn't help scolding: "big dog!"

"This is made of D-grade alloy!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the class looked at Fengzui Dao one after another.

Everyone's eyesight is not too bad. Just now, the cutting force of Fangping is very strong. The knife is definitely not light. There must be about 30 kg.

If grade D alloy, doesn't it mean more than 300 credits?

Fu Changding scolded the dog family, which really didn't wronged Fang Ping.

They are still paying attention to the long Dao, and Fang Ping over there has pressed Zhao Lei to fight.

Just as everyone's eyes shifted, they saw a very familiar scene!

"Bang!"

Zhao Lei, whose hands are still paralyzed, watched a fist hit his nose.

Zhao Lei's eyes were about to crack, and his head hurried back, but he couldn't avoid Fang Ping's boxing!

"Pa!"

The crisp sound came. Zhao Lei's nose was bleeding instantly, his eyes were ruddy, and tears trickled down in the blink of an eye.

"Let you stop crying and cry!"

"Cry, uncle!"

"Dare you swear?"

Fang Ping made a great contribution with one fist, and the second fist was immediately thrown. One punch hit Zhao Lei's left eye, which was blue and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Still swearing?"

"Bang!"

"Let you not cry, still cry so miserably!"

"Bang!"

"Do you really think a pig's head looks good? Then I'll satisfy you?"

“……”

After more than ten punches, Zhao Lei's face was the same as last time, but he just didn't admit defeat.

Fang Ping was also angry and said, "don't blame me for attacking Yin!"

"I admit defeat!"

Zhao Lei didn't hesitate this time and shouted quickly.

"Cheap!"

Fang Ping snorted without nonsense. He looked at Yang Xiaoman and said, "next, Yang Xiaoman!"

Yang Xiaoman's face changed and changed. He gnashed his teeth and said, "don't you rest?"

"No!"

"I..."

Yang Xiaoman looked at Zhao Lei. Zhao Lei's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't see anyone. He groped and sat down.

Although Zhao Lei wants to show that even if I lose, I won't accept your momentum, but with that honor, it makes people laugh.

Yang Xiaoman took a breath and asked, "how much bone do you quench?"

"Does it matter?"

"I'll ask, can't we? Everyone is in the same class. It's not a big secret!"

Fang Ping glanced at her and then looked at Tang Feng next to her. Then he said, "59 yuan!"

"How possible!"

Not only did Yang Xiaoman say this, but others also looked at Fang Ping with an incredible expression.

Fang Ping became a martial artist after he entered school. Now it's only three months. In three months, he can quench 59 bones. He can quench one bone in a day and a half. It's too fast!

Fang Ping didn't think so and didn't think he would be dissected.

There is no shortage of genius in this world.

Sure enough, Tang Feng was not very different. When he saw the people surprised, he said faintly: "it's not surprising that some people are naturally suitable for bone quenching. There are enough pills and the speed of bone quenching is faster.

However, the fast speed of bone quenching does not mean that the combat power is strong, but also lies in the efforts of the day after tomorrow.

Yang Xiaoman, it's you! "

"I... I admit defeat!"

Yang Xiaoman said reluctantly, with a face of shame and annoyance. She directly admitted defeat twice. She also felt that she had no face to see people.

But Fang Ping is too much!

He used Zhao Lei to scare people twice!

How can you go out and meet people like that?

Otherwise, even if she loses, she will win. It's not that she can't afford to lose, but she can be beaten into a pig's head. She really can't accept it.

Tang Feng looked at Fu Changding, and Fang Ping looked at Fu Changding with a sigh.

Fu Changding said with a dry smile, "is it OK not to hit the face?"

"What do you think?"

"Then I admit defeat!"

Fu Changding also simply, 30 credits is good, but he doesn't want to hold the pig's head anymore.

At present, we can't see how much Qi and blood Fang Ping consumes, but he looks calm and relaxed, not like consuming too much.

"And you?"

"Have to hit the face?"

"I don't know. I didn't mean to hit my face!"

The word "deliberately" is particularly harsh.

Everyone was silent. After a while, several people also said: "admit defeat!"

Fang Ping quenched his bones three times. I'm afraid he has 300 calories of life and 59 pieces of quenched bones. He holds class D alloy weapons and likes to hit his face

When these conditions are combined, others don't think they will end up better than Zhao Lei.