"please!"

The two of them performed martial arts rituals on each other this time.

At the end of the ceremony, Fang Ping jumped into the air again, releasing his mental power instantly!

Zhang Yu looked slightly dazed, but he reacted very quickly, blocking Fang Ping's sword with a light palm.

Taking the sword, Zhang Yu took a few steps back.

Fang Ping stepped forward and shouted again, his movements slightly stagnant.

And at this moment, Fang Ping's palm turned red and fell with a palm!

"Bang!"

Zhang Yu reacted a moment slower, but his body turned golden and blocked Fang Ping's palm knife.

Fang Ping didn't care at all, and his mental power continued to frighten him. Zhang Yu also roared, and the blood-red color on the top of his head appeared, and the evil spirit was exposed!

"Ling Yiyi was different that time!"

Fang Ping laughed lightly. That time, he was blocked by Ling Yiyi and his mental power was even defeated. That was because he did not make up his mind to replenish his mental power.

What's more, he was not prepared for the first time, and his mental strength was not as strong as it is now.

At this moment, Fang Ping didn't care about replenishing his mental power when he challenged Zhang Yu.

The evil spirit counteracts some of the effects of spiritual power.

But then, Fang Ping's mental power seemed to stretch endlessly, constantly suppressing Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu roared repeatedly, trying to get out of this situation.

When warriors fight, life and death only take a moment.

Zhang Yu is a strong man who has practiced physical training and has a strong body.

But no matter how strong his body was, when Fang Ping's sword turned red and slashed several times in a row, Zhang Yu couldn't bear it anymore. His clothes were ragged, and there were blood marks on his chest and arms.

Fang Ping didn't want to take too long, so he shouted, the power of his sword was three points higher!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There were several loud noises in succession. Zhang Yu was slashed and retreated. His body was bleeding profusely. However, his reaction speed could not keep up with Fang Ping's, and he almost had to be beaten.

…

"Why!"

Among the instructors, someone sighed softly.

Zhang Yu was defeated.

He was almost suppressed and beaten by Fang Ping, with no power to fight back.

As the president of the martial arts club, Zhang Yu is not that weak. He has entered the middle level of the fourth rank and is not too far away from the high rank.

But his mental power is not strong enough. Although a fourth-grade warrior cannot sense mental power, his mental power still exists.

However, Zhang Yu's mental power had not experienced any increase. Although he had killed many people in the cave and had a strong evil spirit, he was completely suppressed by Fang Ping at this moment.

I couldn't keep up with my reaction speed, so I could only get beaten throughout the process.

At this moment, Fang Ping did not use any ultimate move, but with seven cuts combined into one, even if the burst of energy and blood was not too powerful, Zhang Yu wouldn't be able to resist it for long.

…

"Senior Zhang, it's just a discussion, there's no need for this!"

When Fang Ping saw that Zhang Yu had been stabbed more than ten times by him, he had no intention of quitting, and he also knew that he would not take the initiative to admit defeat.

The next moment, Fang Ping was no longer vague.

Both hands turned red. He shouted loudly and swung his palms out quickly!

"Bang!"

Zhang Yu stomped on the ground hard, and deep pits were instantly created on the lawn. He continued to retreat, more than ten steps in a row. Blood dripped from the corner of Zhang Yu's mouth quickly, dyeing the lawn under his feet red.

Freed from Fang Ping's mental suppression, Zhang Yu's mind was now clear and his eyes were slightly complicated.

Fang Ping's mental strength was so strong that when he met someone of the same level, he was almost completely suppressed and couldn't fight.

The fourth-grade high-level warriors may also be suppressed.

A fourth-grade peak warrior who has tempered all his internal organs and has his own hidden spirit may not be suppressed in this way, but he will still be affected.

When encountering such a mentally powerful warrior... it's really hard to resist.

Of course, Li Hansong can do it. Not to mention that all his internal organs are tempered and his skull is natural. Fang Ping's little mental power can hardly affect his reaction ability and cannot suppress him.

"I lost."

Zhang Yu didn't feel too unwilling, just a little regretful.

He was defeated by Fang Ping without even showing his strength. He was beaten almost from the beginning to the end, which was a bit regretful.

He didn't see much of Fang Ping's martial arts strength.

It's a pity that Fang Ping is not willing to simply compete with him in terms of martial arts strength, and mental strength is actually a reflection of martial arts strength. Any complaints at this moment will only add to the joke.

"Concession!"

Fang Ping cupped his hands, looked sideways at the crowd, and said with a smile, "Anyone who wants to challenge me can do so now."

Qin Fengqing was ready to make a move, but Chen Wenlong was slightly hesitant.

After a while, Qin Fengqing shouted: "I will challenge you in a few days!"

The reason why he had to wait a few days was because he had not yet mastered high-quality tactics.

This also means that if you fight Fang Ping, you can only fight in close combat.

Once engaged in close combat, he will also be affected by mental shock.

But once he has mastered high-level tactics, he can fight Fang Ping from a distance, using his sword energy freely and horizontally, which compares to his true control of tactics, energy and blood strength, and speed.

Qin Fengqing was unambiguous about these things.

But now, Qin Fengqing is not sure whether he will be affected. If he is like Zhang Yu, almost standing and being beaten, this is not his style.

The two major thorns in the martial arts club, Xie Lei was instantly defeated, and Qin Fengqing gave up on her own initiative.

At this moment, everyone in the martial arts club fell silent.

Chen Wenlong glanced at Zhang Yu, hesitated for a moment, and retracted his steps.

He will not stay in school forever. Even if he fights Fang Ping now, even if he wins, what will happen?

The Mowu Martial Arts Club needs strong people to support its appearance. If you don't want to stay, there is no need to challenge Fang Ping at this moment.

…

No one challenges.

Xie Lei was defeated, Zhang Yu was beaten almost all the way, Qin Fengqing gave up, and Chen Wenlong didn't take any action.

Some other fourth-grade warriors, such as Liang Fenghua, had entered their senior year on the one hand, but on the other hand they did not feel that they could easily defeat Zhang Yu, so they did not speak.

Wu Kuishan didn't look at Fang Ping and said, "Is there anyone challenging?"

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing the silence in the audience, Wu Kuishan looked at Zhang Yu again and said, "Zhang Yu, is there anything you want to say?"

Zhang Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head gently.

"Fang Ping wants to become the president of the martial arts club. What do the students think?" Wu Kuishan looked at all the students.

Among the crowd, some first and second grade warriors had almost no say.

In Fang Ping’s term, Fu Changding loudly said: “We have no objection!”

Fu Changding spoke on behalf of the sophomore, but no one else came forward to refute.

"No objection!"

Liang Huabao, who had just broken through to the third level, also responded loudly.

A third-grade high-ranking person, one of the most powerful people in the junior year.

"No objection!"

Ye Qing responded loudly.

"No objection?"

Wu Kuishan asked again.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd. I didn't know who it was, but whispered: "Fang Ping was too cruel to his classmates. He killed a classmate from our school in his freshman year!"

Wu Kuishan looked at Fang Ping.

Fang Ping said calmly: "In martial arts competitions, fists and kicks are blind. I just entered school at that time and had just become a martial artist. I have no family heritage and have never participated in actual combat. The seniors I competed with were stronger than me. I could only go all out and suffer casualties."
To be continued...