As for Fang Ping, even in Mowu, he is not actually given special care. What should be given to you will be given to you, and what should not be given to you needs to be fought for by yourself.

The reason why genius is genius is not that you get something for nothing, but that under the same fair conditions, you can get more.

However, it is true that Zhou Zhengyang is optimistic about Wang Jinyang. Whether Wang Jinyang travels southward at the first level or northward at the third level, Zhou Zhengyang's existence reduces a lot of resistance for him.

A strong man at the pinnacle of the seventh grade, holding a magic weapon, and even an extraordinary eighth grade influence is not much different.

Otherwise, a Nanwu principal alone may not be able to make his journey north smoothly.

There are many people walking on the invincible road.

However, if you look closely at these people who are taking the invincible path, you will find that they have the support of strong people behind them.

Without strong support, who do you want to fight?

Do you want to save other people’s face?

If you want to fight at the same level, others must fight at the same level as you?

You, a low-level warrior, where do you get the confidence?

Zhou Zhengyang is not Wang Jinyang's mentor, nor is he his relative. He can only be regarded as a close friend. The older generation of strong men are more optimistic and caring for the younger generation.

Even so, Wang Jinyang's heart still ached when he heard the news that Zhou Zhengyang had died in battle.

Dead!

My mentor was trapped in a cave and narrowly escaped death!

The honest elder he had become friends with also died in the battle in the cave.

Where is the principal?

Where is the Governor?

Among the great masters in Nanjiang, what happened to the others?

Is this the tragedy of the weak?

Fang Ping's figure appeared in the corner of his eye. At this moment, Wang Jinyang suddenly felt jealous and envious.

He didn't even know what he was envious of!

But my heart is unspeakably uncomfortable.

My mentor, I don’t know whether he is alive or dead, and my friend who has been with me forever is dying in front of my eyes, but I can’t do anything about it...

"Get stronger!"

"I'm not strong enough!"

There was no moment when Wang Jinyang was more eager to become stronger.

If I were a grandmaster, if I were in the eighth or ninth grade, then the mentor would not have fallen into the cave that day, and Director Zhou would not have died in the cave...

At this moment, Wang Jinyang was as silent as a volcano about to erupt.

Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Fang Ping said nothing.

Although he is also from Nanjiang, his martial arts started in the Demon City.

The powerful elders he has friends with are all in the Demon City.

People like Li Changsheng and Lu Fengrou are still alive.

The change in Wang Jinyang's mood made him understand that Zhou Zhengyang might have something to do with Wang Jinyang, but he didn't ask about the details.

That day, Old Man Li almost died on the spot, and he felt uncomfortable.

When a warrior you are unfamiliar with dies in battle, you will admire, sympathize, and feel sad, but you will lack a bit of empathy for the sadness.

And when a warrior you are familiar with, or a relative, dies in a cave, you will no longer feel admiration, only helpless sadness.

…

As Wang Jinyang fell silent, no one else spoke.

Qin Fengqing, who talked a lot, still acted carelessly, as if she didn't care about anything, but scenes were flashing through her mind.

Sadness only belongs to the weak.

He, Qin Fengqing, doesn't want to be a weak person and doesn't want to be sad all the time.

A long time ago, his father died in a battle in a cave, and his mother shed tears for many years.

After growing up and entering Mowu, he felt more sadness and helplessness.

Entering the cave, the captain died in battle, and his teammates died in battle.

Until later, his father's teacher, half of his own teacher, the old man also died in the battle.

Repeated setbacks, sadness, and helplessness made Qin Fengqing understand that the root cause of all this was that he was too weak.

So, he wants to become stronger.

Use all means to become stronger!

His qualifications are not very good, and very few people know that Qin Fengqing is a warrior who has been able to temper his bones for the first time, but has not been able to achieve the second time.

But he, a warrior who had tempered his bones once, had accomplished something that many people had never accomplished in their entire lives.

He reached the fourth level before graduation!

Moreover, it is also expected to enter the fifth level!

This kind of progress has made people forget that his martial arts qualifications are average, and his current advancement is all due to his hard work time and time again.

Outsiders only know that Qin Fengqing is very arrogant and arrogant. He dares to go deep into the cave for hundreds of miles.

But those guys didn't even think about it. He could cultivate to the third level. How could he be really stupid? Isn't it dangerous to go deep into the cave? It's very dangerous!

But if you go deeper, you will have a chance.

In the Demon City, if you don't go deep into the caves, you won't get much from the outside.

If he hadn't ventured deep into the cave, he might still be wandering around in the early stage of the third level, and how could he have entered the high level of the fourth level so quickly.

Before reaching the third level, he did not enter the country quickly, and he was still at the first level during his sophomore year.

But after the third level, he progressed faster than before. There are a few people who care about this.

Martial arts masters each have their own stories and sources of motivation.

Today's Qin Fengqing has long been accustomed to hiding all kinds of emotions. A strong person does not need the sympathy of outsiders.

…

Silent, Old Man Li quickly approached the passage.

Fang Ping, who had been releasing his mental power, suddenly felt his head shake and shouted: "Run!"

Before the voice fell, two golden figures flashed instantly.

Old Man Li had been on guard for a long time and had no intention of fighting. He erupted with powerful energy fluctuations and jumped into the air with his feet, and in the blink of an eye he passed through the two eighth-level enemies.

Further ahead is the passage. As long as it is a hundred miles away from the passage, these cave experts dare not pursue it any further unless the ninth grade attacks.

In terms of strength, Old Man Li may not be as good as any eighth-level man, but if he just runs away without fighting, it will be difficult for an eighth-level strong man to surround and kill him.

Unless it's really blocked.

Old Man Li ran instead of fighting, and the two men behind him were also chasing after him. Powerful energy waves hit him from behind.

Fang Ping and others no longer kept silent and took action one after another. They hugged each other tightly and quickly rushed in front of Old Man Li. They could not withstand the attack of the eighth grade.

Old Man Li's back emitted a strong golden light, and he continued to run regardless.

At this time, the previously slightly sad atmosphere dissipated and became chaotic. Qin Fengqing still wanted to curse, and scolded in a low voice: "Tietou, don't hold me back, go ahead!"

At this moment, four people were entangled together. Fang Ping was in the front, hugging Lao Li's waist tightly, and the three people behind him were holding him and did not dare to let go.

Li Hansong was at the outermost edge. Hearing Qin Fengqing's scolding, he was extremely helpless and said: "Hurry up, what can I do?"

Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang were not slow in their movements. As soon as Fang Ping hid in front, the two guys immediately followed him around. He was the last one. If he was not outside, could he still get in?

Qin Fengqing muttered and didn't scold him anymore. Forget it, it doesn't matter if this guy is on the outermost edge. If someone comes from the front, he will be the first to be killed. He doesn't need to worry too much if he gets hit a few times.

Old Li, who was leading four people, ran very fast.

For the seventh and eighth grade experts, the weight of a few people is nothing.

Even these guys are quite heavy.

While running, Old Man Li exuded powerful energy and blood, reminding the ninth graders on the other side of the passage to come and pick him up.

Not long after, there was a response.

Ahead, two powerful auras rose. Wu Chuan and Zhao Xingwu had already sensed the situation here.

As the two momentums moved, the pursuers at the rear gradually slowed down.

"It's safe!"

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!