I am Fu Changding, the highest martial artist in the world

Chapter 217 Going to Kyoto (please subscribe!)

"Senior Fu is trying to kill us!"

Luo Sheng howled and fled desperately.

Their team of 100 people was still discussing after entering the simulated battlefield, but was killed by a group of monsters and dispersed.

Luo Sheng is the strongest in the team, the warrior who made the second bone quenching breakthrough, so he personally left behind.

As a result, after exhausting too much energy and blood, he was chased by several first-grade monsters and screamed wildly, and couldn't help greeting Fu Changding crazily.

Regarding the reform of the Battle of the Branch School, the Martial Arts Club told them directly that it was arranged by Fu Chang against all opinions.

So everyone greeted Fu Changding in their hearts.

On the other end, Tang Wen also had a bitter face, besieged by three first-rank cult warriors, and was in a hurry.

The other party is a blood warrior, but she is similar, and has only learned one combat method, and has no combat experience at all.

Seeing that the rest of the team was in a panic, crying and begging for mercy, she was also very angry, "It was my father who offended you, why should you take revenge on me?"

Of the team members she arranged, 99 of them were non-warriors, and few of them were bone-hardened once and twice.

too weak!
It's all oil bottles!
The attack was still a cult village with five warriors and twenty non-warriors. This shady scene is so dark that it will bleed, okay?

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Negative energy value: 72 billion

Blood value: 6099/6099 cards

Mental Power: 899/899 Hertz

Dreamland battlefield: 1 negative energy/time

Storage space: 30 cubic
Original clone: ​​10 negative energy/minute (for each additional clone, the consumption will be multiplied by ten times)
System Store: [Open View]

Bone quenching: 177 pieces (100%), 29 pieces (90%)

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"This year's freshmen are not very good, the quality is too low, 5000 people, only contribute 300 million negative energy per minute?

This tens of billions mark, death can’t pass it, right?”

Fu Changding felt a little headache. He would never miss the battle in the Catacombs of Kyoto.

Whether it's developing corpse puppets, seizing resources, or harvesting negative energy, fighting is the best way.

What's more, he has now become the backbone of the master.

Behind closed doors, the mentality is different after all.

Just like the descendants of Zhenxing City, they used the best tactics, the best weapons, and the best resources, but they were still defeated by Fang Ping and others.

This is true even if Fu Changding has a dream battlefield.

The Faceless Man's combat power is mediocre at best among warriors of the same level.

A faceless man who is at the peak of the sixth rank and has a combination of essence and blood can't give him too much pressure.

The Faceless Man at the beginning of the seventh rank can easily crush him, making it difficult for him to get enough tempering.

"Ten billion, it seems that we have to wait for a breakthrough on the battlefield"

Fu Changding didn't feel that he was too dependent on the system. This thing should be easy to use until it breaks eight or nine.

Those who prove the way to the emperor are probably not very useful.

At that time, what he wants to think about is not how to update the system, but how to get rid of the control of the system.

Can't be in a hurry, Fu Changding can only continue to practice in the dream battlefield.

With the lessons learned by Fang Ping in the original book, it is not difficult for him to break through the sixth rank.

Cut out tens of thousands of knives and forcibly pull out the door of the triple burner.

The Dreamland Battlefield might be a bit off-putting, but he can get away with cutting hundreds of thousands of knives.

On September 9th, all members of the exchange team assembled at the Martial Arts Club.

"Don't touch it, it was borrowed from you!"

Fu Changding kicked Qin Fengqing.

He brought back more than 50 A-level weapons from Yaokui City. After being melted during this period, he rebuilt the weapons that the members of the exchange team could use together.

Ten people, each with an A-level weapon.

Fu Changding even had a long sword of the Seventh Grade Divine Soldier hanging on his waist. Every time Old Li saw it, he would stare at it for a long time.

"You only need to touch it if you borrow it. If you give it away, there will be a long time in the future. Why touch it at this time."

Qin Fengqing muttered a few words, feeling very reluctant to part with the treasured sword in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "It's only [-] credits, but you still borrow it, just give it to us and forget it."

Fu Changding turned his head expressionlessly.

Qin Fengqing shrank her neck.

He broke through to the peak of the fourth rank a few days ago, thinking that Fu Changding was still at the beginning of the fifth rank.

Then it floated away.

Just like when he was in the middle of the third rank, he dared to clamor to challenge Zhang Yu, who was in the early rank of the fourth rank. He ran to Fu Changding and dangled in front of him, constantly provoking words.

Afterwards, he knew how many kinds of tactics Mowu had in his library of tactics.
Fist, palm, leg, footwork, sword, gun, sword, halberd, stick, axe, hook and fork.
He even experienced Wu Gou of the Chen family himself, and the feeling was so sour.

After leaving the Martial Arts Club, I bumped into Luo Yichuan's instructor, and was almost dragged into the Tactical Guidance Academy as a textbook for a major class.

After all, none of the injuries on his body were caused by repeated tactics. It was simply a top-level teaching material for walking, and he couldn't find such a comprehensive teaching material in three or four provinces.

"Don't look at me, why don't you talk about it?"

Seeing Fu Changding's eyes, Qin Fengqing was a little timid, and always felt that every corner of his body might usher in a move in the next moment.

"Puff haha"

Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing, "I was so arrogant before, but now you know how generous I am as the former president?"

"Tch, that's because you can't beat me!"

Qin Fengqing raised her nostrils again, Zhang Yu is also at the pinnacle of the fourth rank now, is he afraid of him?

"lets go!"

Fu Changding patted Zhang Yu's shoulder.

Although Zhang Yu is open-minded and doesn't mind being called the former president, Fu Changding feels embarrassed.

how to say
Some things, when you are not embarrassing, others are embarrassing.

Fu Changding kicked Zhang Yu out of the stage, and now he still let Zhang Yu treat him like a horse, but Zhang Yu didn't complain at all, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he was too much.

After leaving the Martial Arts Club, Huang Jing led the team outside this time, only Li Changsheng was the sixth-rank mentor, and there were more than ten fifth-rank mentors.

The school leaders also felt that this time was just going through the motions, and they didn't plan to go to too many people.

It is enough to have a strong master who can protect the students and come back safely.

Fu Changding is also rich and powerful, and directly chartered a flight to pick him up.

The exchange team, cheerleaders, family members, mentors, etc., add up to nearly 200 people, all of whom flew there.

"Tsk, if the cult warriors dare to hijack the plane and take us down, then Mowu will be useless."

Fang Ping took a glance. There were more than 70 people from the Martial Arts Club, all of whom were of the third rank or above.

The essence of Mowu students is here.

On the mentor's side, there are more than a dozen fifth-rank mentors, but Hope City has fought many battles in the past two years, and the total number of fifth-rank mentors who died in battle is only this number.

"Where do cult warriors have the guts? They have become rare animals."

Qin Fengqing shook her head nonchalantly. After Fu Changding increased the task rewards for capturing cult warriors alive, several cults gradually withdrew from Huaguo.

It made it difficult for Qin Fengqing to earn some credits, and he was very unhappy with the cult warriors.

Now the Mowu Martial Arts Club is slowly taking over foreign business.

Fu Changding's eyes moved when he heard that, Nanjiang seemed to have two cult warriors of the sixth rank.

One is the Nanjiang management of the two major companies, and the other is not remembered.

But both of them are sixth-rank warriors, so it's not difficult to do something after all.

"I still have to deal with it when I find a chance. It is also good to add two sixth-rank corpse puppets."

Fu Changding didn't think too much, and greeted everyone to get on the plane.

But not long after the chartered plane flew out of the devil, Huang Jing's face changed, and then Fu Changding's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Fang Ping, "You crow's mouth, don't use it in the future!"

The auras of three seventh-rank warriors and five sixth-rank warriors are rapidly approaching.

This is so high in the sky thousands of meters, even if you think about it with your toes, you will know that the comer is not good!
"Fu Changding, protect the plane!"

Huang Jing shattered the window of the plane and flew out. At the same time, he put a mental barrier on the window, which could still be done for a few minutes.

Old Li headed to the window, touched the long sword at his waist, and raised his voice, "Everyone calm down, don't give orders, don't leave your positions!"

Then he said to Fu Changding, "The sixth-rank fighters can't fly thousands of meters above the sky, those sixth-rank fighters must have been brought up by the opponent's seventh-rank fighters.

You take your chances, shoot them down, and they're no longer a threat.

Then, find an opportunity to release the eighth-rank corpse puppet.

Lao Huang can't restrain the three seventh-ranks, we must deal with one person first! "

The existence of the eighth-rank corpse puppet is considered a secret, and not many people know about it.

Mowu executives, Hope City executives, Zhang Tao, Fang Ping and others are all trustworthy.

Obviously this news has not been leaked, otherwise the cult would not only come with three seventh-rank warriors, but there should be an eighth-rank finale.

But this high-altitude attack, the cult warriors who came obviously didn't plan to go back alive.

Their aura is exposed, and a ninth-rank grand master can remember them even hundreds of miles away.

Therefore, unless you can quickly escape from the sea after the battle, you will definitely die.

"Don't worry, and don't underestimate the role of a magic weapon in the hands of the master!"

Fu Changding is very calm, Lao Huang has magic weapons, facing two of the same rank, it is not difficult to forcefully kill one of them without hesitating injuries.

It may not be impossible to restrain the three of them.

As for five sixth-rank warriors, three high-levels, and two peaks, it was quite a challenge for Fu Changding.

"Open the hatch!"

Fu Changding stood up with his knife in hand. Fang Ping and the others, no matter they were students or instructors, could only watch with serious faces.

Rank five fighters, if they want to fly in the air at an altitude of several thousand meters, they can support it for at most one or two minutes.

When the Qi and blood are exhausted, you can die a heroic death when you fall.

Fang Ping could hold on, but he was only at the peak of the fourth rank.

Being chased and killed by a rank-[-] martial artist, you can run a race.

But if you want to block the sixth-rank fighters and prevent them from approaching the plane, this is another situation.

As soon as the engine room was opened, the strong wind poured in, and everyone watched Fu Changding jump out.

At this time, they could only pray that Huang Jing and Fu Changding could repel the enemy.

If the plane was destroyed, with so many people present, if one-fifth of them survived, it would be a blessing.

After Fu Changding jumped out of the cabin door, he plummeted down. After landing under the plane, he suddenly stepped up into the air and went straight to the enemy.

The five sixth-rank warriors were shocked by Huang Jing's mental power attack, and almost fell, and only managed to stabilize their figure at this time.

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