Although he said so, the first person Fu Changding attacked was a non-martial artist.
He punched him in the chin, which made him feel dizzy. Fu Changding lifted him up and knocked down another non-martial artist.
What he wanted was negative energy. There was not much difference between a non-martial artist and a first-class martial artist.
Of course, credits were also needed, so he could do both.
"Fang Ping, you are so boastful, don't let me down!" Fu Changding took the time to glance at Fang Ping. There were still a few martial artists besieging him, mainly because this guy was so eloquent that people were jealous.
"Just take care of yourself!"
Fang Ping felt that he was not weaker than anyone else. If he had not practiced for such a short time, what would the national champion be?
"That's fine!" Fu Changding didn't really care about Fang Ping. He was confident that he could handle everything. "Chow Chow, I said I'd send you a bunch of pig heads. I'll keep my word!"
Tang Songting in the corner immediately received a lot of unfriendly looks. "What the hell! He said it himself, not me."
But he felt a little relieved. It was okay to have someone to accompany him. If we were to lose face, we would lose face together.
"4 points! Damn, why are they all non-martial artists? Where are the martial artists?"
Fu Changding yelled, but he never stopped attacking the non-martial artists. Until now, he had only shown the basic boxing skills of the minor success level.
Finally, a martial artist couldn't help but rush up, jumped up and punched Fu Changding in the head.
"Idiot! Where did you learn this boxing? This is not a basic boxing, it's a boxing to kill yourself, right?"
Fu Changding was a little speechless. You can't even stand in the air, so you jump up and become a target? Without saying a word, he threw a whip kick and directly whipped this guy out. He stuck to the wall for a long time before falling down.
Some of the non-warriors who were knocked out were also anxious. They looked at Zhao Lei and the others and shouted, "Come on, why are you still pretending to be so arrogant? Do you really want to see us being picked by these two?" You
are still watching, pretending to be strong?
Damn, are they all idiots?
Fu Changding and Fang Ping are both very strong, and the non-warriors are simply knocking them down one by one.
Only warriors can be a little threatening, but now the thirty or forty warriors on the periphery are just watching the show, are they sick!
If they are really picked by these two, all of them will be killed!
Zhao Lei's face turned black. He was a little scared at first. But now, he was completely blocked.
Yang Xiaoman gritted her teeth, "Don't think about heroism! The warriors are all going to attack, and the non-warriors are all retreating. Are you still going to attack to give them points? Idiots!"
Not only did the non-warriors not play any role, they also occupied the space around Fu Changding and the others. The warriors on the periphery can't fly, so are they going to teleport over to join the battle?
Fang Ping refused to do it. He kicked out a shadow with his legs and yelled, "Don't go! Several dozen points, all money, don't try to run!"
Fuck!
Everyone felt aggrieved. They were basically the local geniuses in their hometown. When had they ever been so humiliated!
[Steal your uncle's limelight! ]
Fu Changding cursed in his heart and laughed, "Hahaha, I'm not going to play with you anymore! I'm going to be serious. Those who are beaten down will retreat voluntarily, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!
I killed more than one or two first-class warriors during the summer vacation!"
As he said this, he was full of momentum, and there was a hint of murderous aura in his majestic blood, which made people who approached him couldn't help but get goose bumps.
"Come!" Fu Changding roared, and started the ghost step, squeezing out from the gap in the crowd and going around behind Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei's face changed slightly. This speed was too fast!
He was about to retreat to the side, but found that he was stuck by Fu Changding. When he walked, he felt like he was carrying a heavy burden!
"Stick power, leg skills are perfect! Yang Xiaoman, come on!" Zhao Lei couldn't keep calm at all. He turned around and kicked without saying a word, trying to entangle Fu Changding and create opportunities for others.
However, the gap was too big!
Fu Changding had been beaten up by a group of first-class faceless people in the dream battlefield for more than half a month for this day, just for this day!
He treated Zhao Lei as a pillar and moved around the pillar like the King of Qin, blocking Yang Xiaoman on the other side, making it impossible for him to pose a threat.
Zhao Lei's leg skills were also full of mistakes in his eyes.
Fu Changding used the stick power technique to lead Zhao Lei's legs to fly two non-warriors, and then hit Zhao Lei in the face with left and right hooks, directly hammering Zhao Lei into a pig's head.
"The first one!"
Fu Changding laughed. Zhao Lei, who was in Room 2, was so vulnerable, what about the others?
"Yang Xiaoman, go to Fang Ping's side, I don't hit women!" Fu Changding felt that he had changed a lot, but he still had to be a gentleman.
On the other side, Fang Ping had already smashed the breasts of two girls, and Chen Yunxi was so angry that she kept kicking him with her long legs.
"Get lost! How dare you look down on women?"
Yang Xiaoman was furious, and her long legs swung in the air, smashing the air with a burst of air-breaking sound, and went straight to Fu Changding's old waist.
"Hey, hey, hey, you can't kick this part of a man. If you break it, will you be responsible for the rest of my life?"
Fu Changding's forehead was sweating, and he almost forgot that the girls in Mowu were not easy to mess with.
If they awaken the special moves they learned in the exchange competition in advance, he will be finished!
He grabbed a person to block the kick, and a pig-killing scream sounded immediately, "Yang Xiaoman, you hit your own people! I thought you were pretty, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel!"
[I praised you for your beauty, get out of here quickly]
Fu Changding muttered in his heart, but saw Yang Xiaoman's face turned red with anger, still staring at him.
"That's enough! Push me again, I'll beat you up and you won't be able to complain!"
"Go to hell!" Yang Xiaoman kicked with both legs, and her speed actually increased in anger.
Fu Changding was used to predicting in the dream battlefield, but he was not used to this kind of sudden outbreak, and he was hit several times at once.
But
"It doesn't hurt at all." Fu Changding muttered a few words, still somewhat underestimated the strength of his blood and blood and the physical fitness of three bone tempering.
He used the technique of standing to mobilize blood and blood to defend the parts that were hit. Although the blood and blood were kicked up, the strength was also weakened a lot.
[Zhuang Gong can also be used as footwork. Is Zhuang Gong in reality actually equivalent to the mastery of footwork? ]
Fu Changding suddenly remembered Uncle Wen's words and the scene of practicing Zhuang Gong in the training ground. When the sandbag hit him, he slid away.
It turned out that the main function of this Zhuang Gong in combat is to dodge and unload force.
"Asshole! Is the three-time bone tempering so strong?"
Yang Xiaoman couldn't help but swear. She kicked a few times with all her strength, but it had almost no effect.
Fu Changding was like a fish in water in the group battle, but Fang Ping on the other side yelled, "Fu Changding, kill those non-warriors!"
In the original book, Fang Ping was too strong and could not be taken down in a short time.
So the freshmen gathered some masters to target Fu Changding, wanting to kill one first, so that Fang Ping would not be under so much pressure.
Later, Fu Changding admitted defeat, and Fang Ping's pressure increased greatly. He didn't hold on for long and admitted his defeat
. But it's different now. Fu Changding is stronger. If it weren't for his fast killing speed, which attracted a few strong ones, Fang Ping would have become a pig head.