After saying that, Tang Feng suddenly said: "You have consumed so much energy and blood, where did you get it?"

"Stocked."

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, and Fang Ping said casually: "If the pills I took were not digested, they would accumulate Qi and blood in my body. I thought it would be more dangerous this time, so I swallowed dozens of pills in advance..."

"You're seeking death!"

Tang Feng cursed, then frowned and said: "Go back and check your body. You haven't exploded after taking dozens of pills. What's going on!"

"No inspection!"

Fang Ping shook his head and said: "This is my trump card. It is not appropriate for the teacher to ask here."

"you……"

Tang Feng was unable to complain, but everyone saw it, and he still used his trump card. Do you think everyone is blind?

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Tang Feng suddenly said: "No matter how much energy and blood you have, you still have to rely on your performance. You didn't perform well. It took hundreds of cuts to kill the opponent, and you were almost beaten to death."

Don't rely on this. This great preacher has average strength and average combat skills.

Otherwise, if the opponent can master a third-level trick and kill you with one move, will you still have a chance to kill him?"

The training of the Great Missionary Combat Skill is indeed average, and the energy and blood burst is not high. If the opponent bursts out with 300 calories of energy and blood, it is comparable to Fang Ping's super move that bursts out 700 or 800 calories.

With one move, Fang Ping would be beaten to death.

Fang Ping was able to grind him to death because of this, otherwise, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Fang Ping also said a little helplessly: "I have spent all my time tempering my bones, so I can enter the middle level of the third level. I have always wanted to enter the high level and then practice combat skills..."

Tang Feng didn't criticize anymore this time. We were all young people, practicing in a hurry, and time was tight.

At this time, deficiencies are inevitable.

"Let's go, reflect carefully this time, the assessment scores are being tallied, if you don't reach the basic score of 100 this time, each school will strengthen training!

We send you to the catacombs in the hope that you can play a role and not die in vain.

As a school, we cannot teach you everything step by step. You need to understand part of it yourself and don't always think that you are powerful.

Battles of this scale were sparse and common in the caves, and they often encountered some cave villages, whose strength was no worse than Panshi Village today.

Others can kill everyone cleanly, but according to your situation, if you go in, you will die!

For someone like Fang Ping, who can still accumulate energy and blood... it is extremely normal for a person to slaughter a village of this size. Now, if he goes in, he will die immediately!"

Fang Ping was once again used as a negative example, and Fang Ping was powerless. The big lion had caught the clue today. He said whatever he said, and there was nothing to refute.

However, regarding his ability to accumulate energy and blood, Fang Ping felt that it was better to keep a low profile recently.

Listen to the big lion and let yourself get checked. You may feel that this is not normal.

In fact, it is indeed not normal.

"Next time, if a mentor asks me to swallow the elixir and perform it live, I won't be doomed..."

Fang Ping considered this problem and thought of a solution.

But today, it was really too late to take the medicine, and Fang Ping couldn't bear to part with it. It was such a waste.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. If I swallow dozens of pills, I might explode..."
Chapter completed!