After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

"Draw a prize!"

As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, a colorful turntable immediately appeared in front of him.

A variety of prizes spun quickly on it. Then they turned into gray question marks.

"Please choose a question mark."

Chen Ping randomly tapped a question mark on the turntable.

The originally rotating turntable suddenly stopped, and then all the other question marks disappeared, leaving only the question mark that Chen Ping chose.

The gray on the question mark quickly faded, and then it emitted a dazzling colorful light, and then a knife-like object appeared out of thin air and floated in the air.

The scabbard was black and simple in shape, with a lightning mark on the handle, which looked ordinary.

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the weapon: Thunder Blade. ]

[Thunder Blade: Sound like thunder, force like thunder. ]

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and it was not as heavy as he imagined, weighing less than one pound, lighter than an ordinary dagger.

When he drew out the scabbard, he heard a rumbling sound of thunder and lightning.

The silver blade shone coldly in the sun, and Chen Ping felt a stinging pain in his eyes, as if his eyes were cut.

"This knife has full special effects."

Chen Ping sheathed the knife and liked it very much.

If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing. What a thundering knife!

Chen Ping went downstairs to finish breakfast. Instead of going back to lie down, he came to the martial arts training ground.

When he walked to the testing area of ​​the martial arts training ground, he attracted the attention of many Xu family children.

These people were basically the Xu family's collateral branches and their followers. When they saw him holding a knife in his hand, they looked at him with curiosity, confusion, and surprise.

They all heard a little about Chen Ping and knew that he was a genius who didn't like to practice martial arts.

Why did he suddenly come to the martial arts training ground on his own initiative?

Chen Ping found the old man in charge of the instrument. The old man had a broken arm and was wiping the instrument with his left hand.

"Please turn on the instrument for testing the power of weapons for me."

The old man did not even raise his head: "Young man, do you want to test the power of weapons? Go chop some wood piles nearby. You can't use the instrument yet."

"Those wood piles can't stand my chopping."

With his current strength, a few chops would probably turn the wood piles into firewood.

"That's not an ordinary wood pile." The old man stood up and picked up a machete from the side. The machete was three feet long, with a wide blade and a narrow back. When he swung it gently, a snow-white blade light appeared.

The old man walked to the nearest wood pile, raised his hand and chopped it down, but only left a shallow scratch on the wood pile.

"This stake is made of ironwood that grows deep in the Beast Abyss, and its hardness is comparable to diamond."

"Although I am old, useless, and have a broken arm, I still have the strength of a third-level martial artist. I can only leave a shallow mark on the stake. Young man, you are so young, and it is the best you can have the strength of a second-level warrior. I am afraid that you can't even leave a mark."

Chen Ping did not explain. As a warrior, you should speak with strength.

He drew out the thunder knife in his hand, and a dazzling lightning flashed, and the stake was cleanly split in half.

The place where the knife split was charred, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

"Old man, times have changed."

The old man looked at the wooden stake broken in half on the ground, and after a long time of being stunned, he said: "What the hell?!"

This "what the hell" also shouted out the voice of the Xu family children who were watching around.

Some of them had chopped at a wooden stake for three years without leaving any marks on it, but Chen Ping came and chopped it in half with one stroke.

Is this still a human being?

"Is it because I didn't recognize the real one? You must be the famous Chen Ping, right?"

"Old man, do you know me?"

"Almost everyone in the Xu family knows you. I'm old, my memory is not good, and I'm a little face-blind, so I didn't recognize you just now,"

"Before you came to the Xu family, the head of the family had already taken your photo to inform the whole family, saying that you are the disciple of Xu Wusheng and you should be treated with courtesy."

Chen Ping scratched his head. No wonder no one in the Xu family, except Wang Rong and her son, had bothered him after he came to the Xu family. It turned out that Xu Hang had already said hello in advance.

"They didn't dare to approach you because there was a rumor outside that you punched the principal's head just because of a disagreement."

Chen Ping's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that this was the reason why the Xu family's children kept a distance from him.

"I blew up the principal's head because he is..."

Chen Ping wanted to explain a few words, but the old man said: "You are valued by the master, so you are naturally not a cruel and bloodthirsty person. There is no need to explain the reason."

After he said this, he pointed to a huge stone wall not far away.

"This is a stone wall brought back by the martial god Xu Tianyuan from the depths of the Beast Abyss. He named it Tianwu Wall."

"Tianwu Wall can repair the damage it suffers by itself. It is a natural"Sword-testing stone."

Chen Ping walked to the front of the Tianwu Wall and saw a deep gully in the middle of the Tianwu Wall, almost splitting it in two.

"This was left by the Martial God Xu Tianyuan, and there are still remnants of the Broken Blade Intent on it. "

"But except for Xu Tianyuan, the knife marks left by Xu Wenbo, the Martial Saint, will recover after one day,"

Chen Ping walked forward to observe closely and found that the edge of the knife marks was still eroding the surroundings, causing the Tianwu Wall to not recover.

The Broken Front Blade Intention can only be realized by practicing the Broken Front Blade Technique to perfection. It is really powerful.

I wonder how big the gap is between the knife he swings now and the Martial God Xu Tianyuan?

Chen Ping stepped back several steps, held his breath, and pulled out the Thunder Blade. The dazzling lightning wrapped around it, making a series of thunderous sounds.

He took a deep breath, and with the addition of the five-fold strength, he swung a knife hard.

A deep blue knife light flashed, and a huge thunder sound resounded throughout the martial arts training field.

"It's still sunny outside, why is it thundering suddenly?"

"I heard that the sound seemed to come from the test field. Let's go and take a look. "

The crowd that came upon hearing the noise soon blocked the test site.

They saw a figure standing in front of the Tianwu Wall, with lightning flashing around him, like the Thunder God above the nine heavens.

Next to the huge knife mark left by the God of War Xu Tianyuan, a charred knife mark was particularly eye-catching.

The indestructible Tianwu Wall suddenly shook, and tiny cracks spread from the charred knife mark.

"Am I dazzled? Chen Ping cut the Tianwu Wall with one knife?"

"To be honest, I just secretly cut it last night, and the knife was bent, and there was no trace left."

"Why is there such a big difference between the same people? "

Chen Ping looked at the crowd that had gathered, his expression somewhat helpless. He had not expected that the noise of this knife would be so loud that it would attract all the Xu family members in the martial arts training ground.

At this time, Xu Qingli stepped out of the crowd.

She looked at the cracks on the Tianwu Wall, her eyes full of unconcealed shock.

"Chen Ping, did you chop this knife?"