I played the blind swordsman, forced to go to school

"Half an hour..."

Hong Qianqiu looked at the sky and knew that he couldn't drag on any longer.

At the same time, I felt a little helpless in my heart.

I don't know if these barbarians knew that Big Brother and the others had left Shenwu City or it was a coincidence that they came to challenge at this time.

But he also knew the intention of this challenge.

It's nothing more than wanting to test whether something has happened to the Dagan Kingdom.

And there are also changes, that is, the top combat power of Shenwu City has temporarily left.

So when he heard the news, he ran over in a hurry.

By the way, bring the treasure of the Temple of Divine Martial Arts, presumably the existence of the late emperor level recklessly should not be a problem.

This is the challenge...

It's a bit of a headache to proceed.

If they didn't send people to fight, they thought the human race was afraid.

But if he sent someone to fight, he was not sure that the students would be able to escape unscathed.

He knows the virtues of these savages!
Fortunately, I heard that the eldest brother and the others are already on their way back, and they should be able to come back as long as there is a delay.

Thoughts flashed quickly in my mind, which seemed like only a few seconds to the outside.

However, before he had time to say anything, the old voice over there came again.

And this time obviously used some tricks, the sound was enough to spread throughout the Shenwu Academy.

"I'm waiting from the barren land!"

"There is an unpromising Yazi in the family, and I heard that there are many talented people in the Shenwu Academy of Dagan Kingdom!"

"He is not very convinced, so I came here today to ask for advice!"

"I hope that someone from the younger generation in your academy can teach him some lessons!"

"how?"

Saying that, the tooth in the old woman's mouth came forward, gearing up.

This young barbarian was also dressed in animal skins, his exposed arms and face were dark, but his face was full of disdain.

"I heard that you have strong people here!"

"I!"

"Wu Lie!"

"17 years old!"

"Peak of the seventh step!"

"I think there is no opponent within the same rank!"

"I wish someone could bring this reality to my attention!"

The sound was loud, although it didn't spread throughout Shenwu Academy, but the students above the wall basically heard it.

"17 years old! Seventh-order peak! No wonder you speak so loudly!"

"It seems that there are very few people in our same class who have cultivated to the seventh level?"

"But isn't he too arrogant?"

"Is there no one in Shenwu Academy?!"

"However, he does have the capital to be arrogant. Isn't Palace Master Hong planning to send someone to fight?"

The students' comments reached Hong Qianqiu's ears, which seemed a little harsh, making his face suddenly gloomy.

It seems that no matter what, we have to bite the bullet and fight.

Otherwise, the face of the entire Shenwu Academy will probably be lost.

but……

Hong Qianqiu glanced behind him.

At this time, all the students with this strength should have been found in the school.

"Let me do it."

A boy with eyes came out from the crowd. He looked refined, but his muscles obviously couldn't be concealed.

"I'm a second-year student, and my strength is also at the peak of the seventh order. I should meet the requirements, right?"

Hong Qianqiu sensed it, and it was indeed the strength of the seventh-order peak.

"What's your name?"

"Fang Ping!"

"Okay!" Hong Qianqiu nodded, then turned to the barbarian, his voice suddenly raised.

"We have accepted this challenge!"

"The candidate for the battle is Fang Ping, a second-year student!"

The sound not only reached the ears of the barbarians, but also reached the students on the wall.

"Fang Ping? Who is it? Do you know each other?"

"Among the second-year students, there are seventh-order peak cultivation bases, so they shouldn't be unknown!"

"I really want to remember, Fangping Iwate!"

"Uh, Iwate? I think I'm a bit impressed to hear you say that!"

"It turned out to be him. By the way, why does this nickname seem a bit inappropriate, gentle..."

"Don't look at his gentle appearance, I heard that he has performed many missions with Jin Wuwei, and killed a lot of seventh-level beasts!"

"I heard that those fierce beasts were directly torn apart. This kind of method is not refined."

"Hiss, is it so powerful?"

"So this battle should be stable?"

"It's hard to say, I haven't fought against barbarians, so I don't know their routes."

"And... I heard that the barbarians like to engage in some heresy, and even cheat!"

"This... can't it be that the barbarians are so despicable?"

"Tsk, the life and death enemy of our human race, don't you even have this awareness?"

"Only our Shenwu Academy doesn't bother to do such a thing. If you want to fight, defeat him openly!"

"here we go!"

I don't know who yelled, and the students who were talking stopped talking immediately, and all looked over.

At this time, Fang Ping and the barbarian Wu Lie had already reached the middle of the field.

Fang Ping was wearing a white shirt, and he was rolling up his cuffs at this time, while sizing up the opponent who was about to fight.

very young!
He felt that he should be a little older.

The lean and dark body did not have exaggeratedly bulging muscles, but it exuded a sense of brutal strength.

This person should also walk the power type.

as same as him.

It's just weird that this barbarian young man is holding a staff or something.

The human skull above made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Obviously, this thing can't be made with the head of one's own tribe, it is very likely to be the human race.

Then the stories he heard about the barbarians should be true.

But let's not mention these for now.

The important thing is that I don't know what this staff is for.

Or is it just a barbarian habit?

Because he also saw the barbarian old woman who was farther away, also holding a larger skull staff.

However, I can't figure out these for the time being, so I can only explore them in battle.

On the other side, the barbarian spoke first.

"I heard that you like to bow your hands before the start of the war."

"I am like this, can I?"

Wu Lie raised his staff and cupped his fists far away towards Fang Ping.

It's just that what he said was polite, and the raised corner of his mouth showed that he didn't mean to be so polite.

ridicule?

Fang Ping felt that the other side meant this.

"Humph!"

After a cold snort, he clasped his fists in return.

After all, someone can be so unmannered, but as a student of Shenwu Academy, he can't!

A savage, who learned something about their Dagan country, taunted them in turn.

But he felt that he didn't need to argue with these savages, what he said was powerful, in the end it was not about strength.

"let's start!"

"it is good!"

After briefly speaking, Fang Ping began to treat him seriously.

"Crack!", the muscles on the upper arm bulged, stretching the cuffs of the white shirt.

After the khaki-yellow aura flowed on the entire arm, there was a sharp-edged texture like a rock!

This is where his nickname comes from - Iwate!
He intends to go all out as soon as he comes up!
Let this barbarian know that their Shenwu Academy is not so easy to mess with!

And the savage on the opposite side has already begun to prepare.

In the empty palm, he held a bone fragment of an unknown monster, pinched it in front of him, and muttered something.

Then the rune on the bone fragment suddenly became brighter, and quickly dimmed again.

"Crack!"

The bone shattered and turned into powder, and then some runes similar to those on the bone began to appear on his body.

All of a sudden, a reckless aura rushed over.

"Is this the method of the barbarians?" Fang Ping was a little surprised when he saw this situation for the first time.

But it's just a strange thing, the reckless aura really gave him a strong feeling, but...

He is not weak either!
Gently pushed the glasses with his fingers, the veins on his forehead burst out, and there were also rock-like lines.

The corners of his mouth parted, revealing a cruel smile.

His eyes stared straight at the barbarian on the opposite side, as if he was about to tear it in half.

"So strong!"

The students on the wall felt the breath of the two people in the field, and they all gasped.

"Fangping Iwate! He really showed his true colors!"

"This is his true temperament, right? Who said he was gentle just now?!"

"However, I feel that the barbarian on the opposite side is not bad, and I don't know what is the use of that staff..."

"It's just a broken staff, what can it do."

"You'll know it after reading it, let's start!"

As the voice of discussion fell, Fang Ping kicked hard.

"boom!"

It sank in place, shattering into countless traces.

"coming!"

"Won't that barbarian hide?"

"He stuck the staff into the ground!"

"He punched!"

How dare you not dodge or dodge under his attack, and directly resist?
Very courageous!

Fang Ping showed a grin on his face, as if he saw the scene where the barbarian was torn apart.

Then a rocky fist punched it out.

Behind him, there were exclamations from other students.

"Depend on!"

"what happened?!"

"Fang Ping Iwate... was seconded?!"

The exclamation just sounded.

"puff!"

Fang Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew back upside down, his glasses shattered!
His unbelievable eyes seemed to spew out his fright and anger.

"What is this..."

"what happened?!"