Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 160 Scatter wealth

June 3rd is the official start day of the youth competition.

Before anyone arrived, Guo Shengye pulled down Old Man Li who was installing sculptures on the roof.

"Why, do you really want to kill someone?"

Guo Shengye asked angrily.

Li Changsheng said coldly: "You must be on guard against others! Fang Ping only has one life!"

"I'm here, do I need you?"

Guo Shengye said speechlessly: "How heartless do you think the Yang family must be to kill Fang Ping in my presence?"

Li Changsheng remained silent.

"Okay, let's just watch the game right away. Don't you feel uncomfortable up there? Do you really think you are an assassin?"

Li Changsheng muttered and followed Guo Shengye into the venue.

After entering the venue, Guo Shengye glared at Fang Ping, who smiled mockingly and touched the back of his head.

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

Fang Ping really didn't dare to worry.

However, as soon as Li Changsheng entered the scene, an eighth-level warrior from Zhenxing City had a dark expression on his face.

No one else, because as soon as Li Changsheng entered the scene, all the energy in his body was locked on this eighth level.

The Qi is strong and murderous.

It seems that the next move will be made and he will be killed with one sword!

"You bastard! How could it be like this if my ancestor hadn't fallen and my eldest brother hadn't died in battle!"

This time, two peak sixth-grade warriors from the Yang family will participate in the youth competition. If they get the quota, two seventh-grade warriors may soon be born.

He also attached great importance to this matter and rushed here personally just to ensure that he got the spot.

In order to ensure that he got the quota, he did mention it to the two of them that at the last minute, the others would be difficult to deal with, and a few people from Wuhan University were their targets.

But I didn't expect that Guo Shengye from Mowu would come in person, and that a top expert would really value Fang Ping and the others so much?!

Just when everyone was thinking deeply, Li Deyong suddenly said: "We are here! Everyone, as hosts, go and greet us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so masters present walked toward the gate of the Martial Arts Association.

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

Even though he is the youngest and has the lowest seniority, his strength is respected in the martial arts world, so he comes first.

As soon as Guo Shengye walked out of the gate of the martial arts association, he saw a warrior holding a scepter and wearing a blue crown. He said loudly and confidently: "There is no strong martial arts expert in China in this generation..."

There are no warriors in this generation that I value.

Before the warrior finished speaking, he saw Guo Shengye walking in the front. He was instantly stuck like a rooster with his neck pinched, and could not say anything.

Guo Shengye...how can he be considered of this generation, right...

Other warriors who want to say harsh things are like cocks that have been defeated in a fight.

Why did Hua directly send Guo Shengye this time?

Don't talk about martial ethics.

This is not the first time for other Chinese masters to participate in the World Youth Martial Arts Competition. In previous years, these foreigners would always come here before the competition, shouting slogans, speaking harsh words, and full of confidence.

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

"Wild King."

"I've seen the wild king."

Each family has sent a grandmaster, some are three or four, some are one or two, and almost all of them are ninth-level masters.

But when Jiupin sees Juedian, he must bow his head and say hello.

Guo Shengye also smiled and nodded: "Since everyone is here, let's start the game."

The strong men have no time to waste their thoughts. With the current situation in turmoil, it is extremely difficult to find time and energy to hold such a competition.

In the central square, everyone, whether they were martial arts students, military warriors, or juniors from Zhenxing City, all looked out with envy and yearning.

This place is less than a thousand meters away from the outside, and people like Fang Ping can still hear the voices of the foreigners talking.

"This is what warriors like us should do."

Fang Ping saw Li Fei's excited face and kindly added the second half of the sentence for him: "He can take his place!"

Li Fei was speechless, I just wanted to say it.

Let alone thirty years old, even when he reaches sixty years old, he may not be able to reach the top.

Wang Jinyang said with emotion: "The ultimate is the most majestic."

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

Just as Guo Shengye was leading the others into the venue, Jiang Chao, prompted by Fang Ping's eyes, suddenly shouted: "A frog in the well! If Fang Ping is not in the sixth rank in the world, who dares to claim his respect? Ridiculous!"

Jiang Chao's words not only made everyone present stunned, but also the great masters of China were speechless.

This was not enough, Jiang Chao shouted again: "I have been practicing martial arts for two years. The master is here and his fighting power is unparalleled. If you don't accept it, we will fight!"

Fang Ping frowned and said: "That's enough, Jiang Chao, the visitor is a guest, and the warriors of the Chinese country do not live up to their fame."

"Fang Ping, martial arts must compete. You are extremely powerful. I, Jiang Chao, am convinced. These frogs in the well dare to clamor and fight if they don't accept. I'm afraid of what he will do!"

"It's not that you're afraid...forget it, just shut up!"

As expected, Jiang Chao shut up, acting as if it was all my fault.

Opposite him, the polite smile on Guo Shengye's face was rarer and more sincere.

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

It was so funny that Guo Shengye secretly pinched his thigh with his hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

Some foreign masters came towards me, and one of them chuckled and said, "Fang Ping? That young warrior who had the spirit of Hua Kingdom before?"

Someone glanced at Guo Shengye, who had a calm face, and said, "He seems to be a student of Ye Wang."

"That makes sense. The people in Zhenxing City have always been arrogant and arrogant. I can impress them all..."

Several foreigners frowned and their eyes flickered, not knowing 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-grade experts present took action together.

These ninth-level experts directly raised the huge arena in the distance and suspended it in mid-air.

This was not enough, the strong men's mental power surged out, and they arranged mental power barriers one after another in all directions of the arena, and even began to solidify!

Fang Ping whispered: "Is it necessary? If it has to be suspended in mid-air, it can't be solidified on the ground?"

On the side, Du Hong explained in a low voice: "It is to facilitate the masters to watch the battle. Not only here, there are many grandmasters in Kyoto who have not come. There are no buildings to block the battle, so it is easier to watch the battle."

"The live video broadcast is ready."

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

"What you said makes sense."

Fang Ping complained, is the Grandmaster afraid of myopia, amblyopia, glaucoma or cataracts and presbyopia?

Guo Shengye is just talking here.

But it makes sense. Technology is convenient, but it is also prone to other problems. For example, if the signal is accidentally cut off during the game, many grandmasters may scold them.

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

Fang Ping looked at Guo Shengye worriedly. Wasn't his principal being squeezed out again?

Small poor.

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

Guo Shengye ignored him, and there was no need for extreme moves to solidify the arena.

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

When the ninth-grade expert solidified the arena, Li Deyong suddenly shouted: "Enter the arena!"

The aerial arena is huge.

When you step on the ring, you don't feel like it's made of metal. You just feel like you're stepping on clouds, which are solidified by the mental power of a ninth-grade expert.

Although the ninth-grade warrior cannot maintain its solidified state, it can still be maintained as long as it is filled at any time.

Fang Ping sat down, touched the ground, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "It's very strong, I'm afraid even the sixth-grade ones won't be able to leave a mark... However, once someone breaks through, I'm afraid the few ninth-grade ones who maintain it will also be hit.

Backlash?"

At this moment, the person sitting in front of Fang Ping happened to be Wang Qinghai. Hearing this, he chuckled and said: "How is it possible? The barrier put up by seven ninth-grade people, this is the country of China, Juedian will not take action, how can it be penetrated by others?"

After saying that, Wang Qinghai looked at Guo Shengye again and repeated: "Juedian can't take action, how can he be penetrated by others!"

Wang Qinghai also received temporary 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, with Guo Shengye in charge here, as long as the Yang family has some brains, they will not take action against Mowu's people.

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

Wang Qinghai was shocked when he received the news. He had quite a few interactions with Guo Shengye, at least enough for him to understand Guo Shengye's character.

Rampant and unbridled.

No matter if you are from Zhenxing City or not, you are my savior. If you make me unhappy, I have to do it to you.

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

Li Changsheng sat behind Guo Shengye and coughed lightly, the old man still wanted to be embarrassed.

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

After six chances are used up and you win the last battle, you will be automatically shortlisted. If you fail the last time, you will have to quit!

If the number of finalists exceeds the number, we will make arrangements again. If the number is not enough, we will continue to add more!

In addition, human beings are all seeking to survive, and the enemy in the underground cave is ahead. We humans are united as one, fighting for quotas, there are dangers, warriors fight, accidents are everywhere... However, if the opponent loses combat effectiveness, we are never allowed to deliberately kill the opponent!

Finally, I would like to 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 a defenseless opponent, China will take action to stop it!"

After that, Li Deyong said again: "In the first round, Du Hong of China will start to select his opponents. They will rotate in order of strength. You can choose to give up the challenge."

At this time, Fang Ping suddenly said loudly: "Commander, the opponent is chosen in order of strength, but what should we do if someone hides his strength?"

Li Deyong glanced at him and said calmly: "Strong strength means priority! If you choose to hide, you give up your priority. It does not mean that if you are strong, you must be the first to challenge!"

Fang Ping smiled and did not ask any more questions. He summed it up in one sentence: The strong are respected.

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

It's fair. In the world of warriors, this is a kind of fairness.

Du Hong stood up and pointed at a sixth-grade high-level warrior in the Heaven of Gods.

This means to kill the opponent.

The sixth-grade high-ranking warrior also walked toward the ring with a look of resignation.

"You know you may die if you come here, why are you not even allowed to admit defeat? Just to let these top descendants see how cruel warriors fight? Just to be a monkey for a while?"

Fang Ping cursed softly.

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

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

Fang Ping had the same thought as him.

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

Guo Shengye turned back to look at the two Yang family members in Zhenxing City, and said with a smile: "Why are you staring at me all the time? I consider myself generous and will not care about you Zhenxing City. Don't ask for any more trouble."

Yang family?

No, Guo Shengye was talking about Zhenxing City.

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

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

Looking for trouble with the Yang family?

Isn't that bullying the weak?

The eighth-grade grandmaster of the Yang family in Zhenxing City suddenly looked at Guo Shengye, and the ninth-grade grandmaster of the Su family also looked at Guo Shengye, with complicated eyes, and said helplessly: "We, Zhenxingcheng, have no intention of becoming an enemy of Principal Guo..."

"Then take care of your people in Star City."

Guo Shengye said coldly.

Yang He, the eighth-grade grandmaster of the Yang family, said softly: "My Yang family has declined to this point, and its former glory is gone. The Yang family has no intention of becoming an enemy to anyone. I only want a ninth-grade divine weapon. Don't I, the Yang family, even have such qualifications?"

Guo Shengye flew out a ninth-grade magic weapon from the storage space and rushed straight towards Yang He.

Yang He was facing a formidable enemy, but the ninth-grade divine weapon with extraordinary momentum in the air suddenly lost all its strength and fell into Yang He's arms.

Want a ninth-grade magic weapon?

OK, here you go.

This behavior was like sending away a beggar, which made everyone think that it was not a ninth-grade magic weapon, but a dollar.

Fang Ping was even more speechless and annoyed than Yang He, and whispered: "Principal, why did you give it to them?"

"Trouble that can be solved with money is not trouble."

Guo Shengye looked indifferent. If he still couldn't settle the trouble after spending money, he would have to get it back with interest.

"That's a ninth-grade divine weapon!"

Fang Ping went crazy, it was such a loss! He felt it was such a loss!

Is Guo Shengye the victim of the reincarnation of a boy who scattered money?

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

Guo Shengye glanced at Fang Ping and said calmly: "The people who wronged you know your innocence better than you do."

In his opinion, Fang Ping's life is worth more than the ninth-grade divine weapon.

From the eighth-grade grandmaster to the junior martial artist, everyone in the Yang family has fallen into a state of madness and extremes.

Nowadays, the Yang family keeps saying that they only want a ninth-grade magic weapon.

Well, Mowu suffered a loss and gave them the ninth-grade magic weapon, which means that this matter has been wiped out.

If the Yang family still goes crazy later, it is the fault of the Yang family.

Do you really think the Yang family wants a ninth-grade magic weapon?

This kind of person has an insatiable appetite, and after asking for a ninth-grade magic weapon, he 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 ninth-grade magic weapon to smooth over this matter, it would be worth it in Guo Shengye's opinion.

At worst, these ninth-grade divine weapons should be regarded as burial objects for the ancestors of the Yang family. In any case, the ancestors of the Yang family have actually protected the human race for hundreds of years.

Anyway, the ninth-grade magic weapon...

Just behead the ninth-grade monster and that's it.

If it doesn't work, let Xiao Bai and Xiao Tang loot the warehouse of the underground king.

These resources from the caves may seem valuable to others, but in Guo Shengye's opinion, they are actually not worth mentioning.

Fang Ping was still struggling: "What a loss, what a loss."

"There is no way, I have to maintain the reputation of Mowu."

Guo Shengye said calmly.

These words made the other juniors from the other families in Zhenxing City lower their heads in a little shame.

In this matter, it seems that they have indeed gone too far in controlling Star City.

The turmoil in the audience subsided for the time being, and Du Hong's three swords on the stage killed the sixth-grade high-level warrior in the Heaven of Gods.

Rosace in the Paradise of Gods also looked at the Chinese side. Du Hong killed one of them. Due to emotions and reasons, he naturally wanted to choose a Chinese warrior.

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

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

"A mere ninth-grade divine weapon."

"Come on, stop it. Even if a ninth-grade divine weapon is not worth mentioning, it is still a ninth-grade divine weapon."

Wang Qinghai said helplessly: "Don't worry, I will never 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...

The state he was in just now, where he was so proficient in singing, reciting, and doing everything, made Wang Qinghai feel extremely weird, but he didn't know why.

Then Wang Qinghai changed his mind and thought, the descendants of the most upright people...even if they are down and out, will never behave like this.

It can only be said to be pitiful and pathetic. Even though life has not yet reached the point of poverty, the Yang family can still play good and bad for a ninth-grade magic weapon...

Can a ninth-grade magic weapon feed the Yang family and suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts?

Wang Qinghai really didn't know.

Guo Shengye smiled and said nothing. In fact, this was quite interesting.

Observe human diversity and get experimental materials.

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

The two made a tentative strike, but Rosyth remained motionless, while Fang Ping took a few steps back, his flesh and blood cracking.

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-grade magic weapon in his arms felt hot to the touch.

A ninth-grade magic weapon... In fact, Yang He had it himself. He inherited Yang Daohong's ninth-grade magic weapon.

Although Yang Qing doesn't have it, Yang Qing is only at level seven, so there's no need to worry.

The key point is that Fang Ping and others have entered the inner perimeter of the realm.

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

But he didn't believe it. Those who entered the inner circle were clearly Fang Ping, Wang Jinyang and the others, and they were making rapid progress one by one.

And how Fang Ping and the others traveled thousands of miles back to Tiannan City with so much loot.

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

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

However, what Yang He didn't expect was that when he asked for a ninth-grade magic weapon, Guo Shengye directly threw the ninth-grade magic weapon to him without saying anything.

The development of the matter really surprised Yang He.

Even... Yang He became even more suspicious. Why was Guo Shengye 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 him a ninth-grade magic weapon to block his mouth?

Suspecting a neighbor to steal an ax is nothing more than this.

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 others warned him several times, Yang He showed no signs of stopping him.

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

But all this was ruined by Guo Shengye.

Fang Ping was angry, because Guo Shengye gave them a ninth-grade magic weapon.

Ridiculous, what he wants is not a ninth-grade divine weapon at all!

Yang He felt more and more uncomfortable. Why did Guo Shengye give him the ninth-grade magic weapon?

What kind of excuse are you looking for to embarrass Fang Ping?!

While Yang He was thinking a lot, the battle between Fang Ping and Rosace on the stage also entered a fierce stage. Fang Ping was constantly being repelled and was forced to use his own embodiment helplessly.

In the void, a small city instantly appeared. The bloody sun was dazzling as it smashed into Rosyth's giant sword.

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

Everyone was talking, and Wang Qinghai looked at Guo Shengye, who was as still as a mountain with a calm expression, and felt confused.

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

The situation of the battle was instantly reversed, and now it was Fang Ping who was suppressing Rosace.

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

Just when Fang Ping struck with his sword, Rosace suddenly flew out and fell to the ground, with blood spilling from his mouth and a bloodless face.

Although he couldn't admit defeat, he was already exhausted. If Fang Ping attacked him again, he would be killing him intentionally.

Fang Ping stepped on the opponent's giant sword and flew back to the Chinese camp with his sword, regardless of Rosace's ugly expression.

This is his trophy.

Fang Ping thought of his extravagant principal and sighed in his heart.

With such a principal who was squandering money above his head, he could only try his best to make money.

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

Fang Ping's giant sword returned to its original position. Just when Wang Qinghai wanted to say congratulations, Fang Ping hit multiple mental barriers in succession, and then his face changed slightly and said: "Here you go!"

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

At this moment, Fang Ping's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and the physical object suddenly appeared in front of him and disappeared in a flash. But all the masters present saw it, and the bloody sun... collapsed instantly!

At the moment of collapse, Fang Ping's seven orifices bled.

Wang Qinghai's eyes flashed with worry. The core of the physical object collapsed. Something big was going to happen. Can Fang Ping...can he recover?

(End of chapter)