Chapter 134: Qualifying, dare you?
Chapter 134: Qualifying, dare you?
“Jiang Liran!” Watching the game, An Zihao saw that Jiang Liran was at a disadvantage. He was obviously not Fu Xueyi’s opponent, so he wanted to make a move.
However, as soon as he moved, a breath of energy locked him.
“Master!” An Zihao’s heart shuddered, and he dared not move. Looking along the way, An Zihao saw Zuo Miaoyan who was standing behind Zhou Ping with a sneer.
“My eyes are gone, I didn’t expect the other party to have such a master.” An Zihao was anxious, but did not dare to move. Sensing from the opponent’s aura, An Zihao knew that the opponent was not weaker than himself, and even he could not see the strength of the opponent.
“Where did this master suddenly appear?” An Zihao’s heart was dark, and Jiang Liran in the field was already precarious.
Boom!
Fu Xueyi punched Jiang Liran in the chest, Jiang Liran folded his hands and blocked his chest. Originally this punch should have been blocked, but Jiang Liran’s internal injuries increased at this time, making it impossible to block this punch. As a result, Fu Xueyi hit his chest.
Puff!
A big mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Liran suddenly fell to the ground, no longer able to resist.
“Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha…” Seeing Jiang Liran falling to the ground and losing the ability to resist, Fu Xueyi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed wildly.
“Jiang Liran! You will die today!” Fu Xueyi let out a resentful roar and rushed forward.
Boom!
“This is for telling me to betray Young Master Zhou!”
Boom!
“This is for humiliating and torturing me in every possible way.”
Boom!
“This punch, there is no reason. I just want to hit you!”
Boom! Boom!
Fu Xueyi punched Jiang Liran’s face with one punch after another. Jiang Liran wanted to escape, but couldn’t move. After a while, Jiang Liran was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his entire face disappeared.
“Stop…” An Zihao yelled anxiously, but Fu Xueyi ignored him.
He wanted to move, but was tightly locked by Zuo Miaoyan’s aura. If he forced the shot, he would definitely have to deal with Zuo Miaoyan first.
As a last resort, the two sides could only fall into this stalemate.
“Huh…” Fu Xueyi stopped after not knowing how long he fought. At this time, Jiang Liran’s entire face was swollen and squeezed together, and he couldn’t distinguish his facial features completely.
“Young Master Zhou.” After finishing work, Fu Xueyi walked over with a refreshed face.
“It’s finished?” Zhou Ping asked.
“Not enough.” Zhou Ping shook his head.
“Not enough?” Fu Xueyi was taken aback.
“You must be honest, have you forgotten? You said you want to get rid of his teeth,” Zhou Ping reminded him.
“Yes!” Fu Xueyi hit the palm of his hand and suddenly realized.
“Don’t go too far!” Hearing Zhou Ping’s words, An Zihao shouted loudly.
Zhou Ping ignored An Zihao’s yell, and at Zhou Ping’s gesture, Fu Xueyi walked towards Jiang Liran with a grin.
Jiang Liran crawled desperately, trying to escape. Fu Xueyi stepped on his back, raised his fist and slammed Jiang Liran’s mouth.
Puff!
Jiang Liran’s mouth was full of blood, his swollen lips squirmed a few times, and he spat out a mouthful of teeth.
“Wo… I bwomt hwhet hwyow ghow… (I won’t let you go)” Jiang Liran stared at Fu Xueyi firmly, muttering vaguely with his leaky mouth.
“Prodigal dog.” Zhou Ping stepped forward and kicked Jiang Liran in the abdomen.
Puff!
Jiang Liran’s swollen eyes gaped open, his head tilted, and he fainted.
“You!” An Zihao felt the locked aura dissipate and ran to Jiang Liran’s side quickly, reaching out to investigate Jiang Liran.
“You actually abolished him!” After a while, An Zihao suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhou Ping.
“What? Do you have a problem?”
Zhou Ping rolled the toe of his shoe on the ground and looked at An Zihao. Zuo Miaoyan’s energy locked on An Zihao again, and An Zihao stiffened.
“Don’t rely on women if you have the ability and have a real fight with me,”
An Zihao shouted at Zhou Ping aggrieved.
“Do you want to fight me? Spar with me at any time.” Zhou Ping waved to Zuo Miaoyan, and immediately dissipated her energy.
“Come on, I’m here. You can do it.” Zhou Ping looked at An Zihao with a smile.
An Zihao took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
“I’ll see you in the qualifying today. I dare you to come!”
Qualifying was related to his own interests, and An Zihao now dared not take any shots, for fear of affecting the qualifying. But in the qualifying, he could take a fair shot. Even if someone was disabled on the spot, they would be regarded as a “lost time” at most.
“Qualifying?” Zhou Ping smiled. “Okay, no problem.”
“Hmph,?don’t dare think of not coming. Don’t think of running, even if you run once, you won’t be able to run a second time,” An Zihao said with a solemn face, staring at Zhou Ping.
“This is exactly what I want to say.” Zhou Ping nodded.
An Zihao stopped talking, picked up Jiang Liran who had fainted, turned, and left.
“You’re so cruel.” Liu Menghan on the side looked at Zhou Ping seriously.
“Rough?” Zhou Ping sneered. “I’m going to rest. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.” Zhou Ping waved his hand lazily.
Hearing this, Liu Menghan stared at Zhou Ping for a while before turning around.
“Young Master Zhou…” When Liu Menghan walked so that he could no longer see his figure, Fu Xueyi rushed to Zhou Ping with a look of scorn. “Young Master Zhou, can you give me more of your pills.”
Zhou Ping smiled and shook his head. “The level of your cultivation is too low, and it’s useless if you eat it. What technique are you practicing now? Show me, I’ll help you get a purple technique.”
“Young Master Zhou, what is a purple technique?” Fu Xueyi was born ordinary, and he had never heard the name of the purple technique, so Zhou Ping had to explain to Fu Xueyi.
“So powerful? The purple technique is so powerful?” After listening to Zhou Ping’s explanation, Fu Xueyi was dumbfounded. “Young Master Zhou, you mean…you mean you want to pass on such a powerful technique to me?” Fu Xueyi pointed to his nose in disbelief and asked stupidly.
Zhou Ping nodded, and Fu Xueyi rushed at Zhou Ping’s feet and burst into tears while holding Zhou Ping’s calf. “Young Master Zhou is very kind to me. From now on, my life will be Young Master Zhou’s…”
Roll… Fu Xueyi’s face was crying and he was kicked by Zhou Ping.
Fortunately, Zhou Ping used Qiao Jin. Although Fu Xueyi was kicked, he was not hurt.
It’s just that Fu Xueyi’s aptitude was really bad. After Zhou Ping optimized his technique to purple, he couldn’t learn it, so Zhou Ping had to let Fu Xueyi experiment with the other purple techniques one by one, but Fu Xueyi couldn’t even learn one.
“I have never seen someone as stupid as you,” Zhou Ping couldn’t help saying.
Fu Xueyi lowered his head in shame, annoyed by his qualifications.
“Forget it, you should learn to cultivate first with this. In the end, Zhou Ping, who couldn’t bear it, directly taught Fu Xueyi the “Xin Mie Jing.”
“Remember not to spread the word.” With a warning, he threw Fu Xueyi in the living room, and Zhou Ping took Zuo Miaoyan and went out again.
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