"You are so bold and crazy, how dare you come to my Wuzhuang to watch the murder."
Amidst the roars, figures rushed over one after another.
Wang Ping looked over with a smile, "Well, there are a lot of people, so the effect should be good."
Too lazy to think about Huang Tianhua, Wang Ping stepped forward to greet him.
The spectators from Wuzhuang who came over didn't waste any words, their eyes were full of anger, and they attacked Wang Ping.
Looking around, Wang Ping picked the weakest people and started with the weak ones first.
"Look at the sword."
It's just that before Wang Ping could pass by, someone attacked him with a sword. The person's strength was pretty good, at the early stage of Da Luo.
Wang Ping smiled, used Xiaoyaoyou Tianbu, easily dodged, and continued to attack the selected people.
Seeing Wang Ping attacking them, a cold look flashed in the eyes of those people, and they took the initiative to kill him.
They could tell that Wang Ping was not as strong as them.
As everyone knows, this is just what Wang Pingzhan showed them.
Of course, Wang Ping's true strength is simply beyond the reach of these disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.
Holding his fist, Wang Ping punched him and fought with everyone.
Da Luo, who had not hit Wang Ping before, had an angry look on his face and attacked again with his sword.
Wang Ping's figure flickered and dodged, continuing to fight against the few people he selected.
The strength he is suppressing now cannot beat Da Luo in his early stage.
A small difference in strength can have a training effect, but if the difference in strength is too large, as the saying goes, too much is not enough, and it will have no effect.
At this time, other people came and stopped the early Da Luo who planned to continue attacking Wang Ping.
"Senior Brother Zhuifeng, he..."
The big Luo's eyes were full of unwillingness. With his strength, two consecutive moves failed.
A young man with a handsome face and a breath of dust said: "You look like a heavenly immortal, so you need to take action to let the junior brothers practice their skills."
"Junior brothers have experienced too few battles, and their combat power and realm are far from matched. Now is a good time to practice."
As he spoke, the young man named Zhui Feng glanced at the two disciples who had been defeated by Wang Ping and were lying on the ground. They were now struggling to get up.
After taking a look, the young man could tell at a glance that the two of them were not injured at all, which meant that the other party was showing mercy.
Wang Ping didn't care so much, and it just so happened that no one was involved, so he was just having a good time fighting.
The few people he selected were all disciples who were two or three levels higher than him after suppressing their cultivation.
Wang Ping was still a little stressed when one person was fighting against several people.
In order to hone the Holy Body of Fighting, Wang Ping did not use any other moves, and used the Herculean Fist and Hammer throughout the whole process.
In terms of training effect alone, this move is the most suitable.
"Behave well and don't embarrass my Wuzhuang Temple."
After watching the battle between Wang Ping and several others for a moment, a young man named Zhui Feng shouted.
The people who were fighting against Wang Ping gritted their teeth and looked unhappy.
The guy in front of him has extremely strong defense. They can't hurt him no matter how hard they hit him. Moreover, the opponent attacks very violently, and he looks like he is not afraid of death.
In fact, this was Wang Ping's deliberate beating in order to have a training effect. Only by being beaten a lot can the Dou Zhan Holy Body gradually advance to the next level.
Of course, Wang Ping didn't deliberately expose his flaws and let people beat him, he chose to let nature take its course.
If you deliberately expose your flaws and don't put your whole heart into the battle, then it is not training.
After fighting for a long time, Wang Ping successfully beat several people to the ground.
After clearly feeling that there seemed to be some different changes in his body, Wang Ping showed a smile on his face. It was indeed effective.
Turning his attention to some stronger people, Wang Ping rushed out and at the same time increased his strength.
This riot in Wuzhuang Temple lasted for a full month.
Wang Ping controlled his strength, constantly changing it, and beat the people of Wuzhuangguan one after another.
Even Zhui Feng, who seemed to be the leader, was punished by Wang Ping.
The harvest is not small, but what makes Wang Ping depressed is that the Dou Zhan Holy Body seems to be still far away from promotion.
"It's no wonder that this move seems to be very difficult to transform for the first time."
Wang Ping's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not force anything.
With more practice in the future, sooner or later, he will transform into an extremely cool super fighter.
By then, he will be the most handsome kid in the entire prehistoric world. As long as he transforms, everyone will know that it is him.
What makes Wang Ping more curious is, if he transforms, how will his hair be styled?
His hair is very short now. As expected, other than the color, there won't be much change after the transformation, and the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.
"System, don't you need to explain it to me? You should tell me what happened to the transformation technique before. Why is it not under my control?"
Thinking of this, Wang Ping's face darkened and he asked the system.
The system came forward and said helplessly: "Using the transformation technique to transform does not count as a real transformation. You, the host, can transform again."
"Reshape?"
There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and Wang Ping was curious.
The system nodded: "Yes, but due to the sequelae of early transformation, re-transformation requires the host to break through to the strength of a saint."
"Okay, okay, anyway, this Super Fighting Holy Body won't be activated for a while, otherwise it will affect my brother Ping's image too much."
Wang Ping smiled and didn't say much. He's just a saint. It's a matter of time.
He is also preparing to fight between Saint, Hongjun and Tiandao, although he doesn't know if he can win.
He raised his head and glanced at Zhui Feng who had climbed up from the ground. Wang Ping said: "The performance is not bad, but it is still a little bit behind. If you work hard and experience more battles, you can do better."
After speaking, Wang Ping's appearance slowly changed and returned to his original appearance.
Seeing Wang Ping, Zhui Feng was not too surprised and bowed respectfully to Wang Ping.
From the very beginning, he had actually vaguely guessed something. In his Wuzhuang Temple, it was impossible for anyone to sneak in casually.
In addition, there was such a huge commotion and his master Zhen Yuanzi never came forward. How could he not guess that it was one of his own.
Seeing Wang Ping's cultivation changing at will every time he fought, and knowing that the people in Wuzhuang Temple did not have this ability, Zhui Feng had already connected him with the senior Ping who arrived not long ago.
Seeing Wang Ping's true appearance, a thought flashed through his mind.
"Congratulations to the host, for obtaining the Nine Transformations Alchemy Sutra."
The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.
The pleased Wang Ping chose to receive it, and a large amount of information poured in.
After digesting it, Wang Ping became even more happy. This alchemy technique seemed to be very good.
What makes Wang Ping depressed is that there is no prescription.
"System, come out and tell me what's going on. Where is Danfang?"
Wang Ping had a dark face and asked about the system. He thought that with the alchemy technique, he could solve the problem of the infinite palm, but he didn't expect that this was not the case.
The system said depressedly: "Host, um, will you send out the task next time? This system is not easy either. We can't violate the rules too much."
"No, system, tell me what rules you violated, who set them, and where you came from. Can you tell me?"
Wang Ping asked with a twinkle in his eye.
With a wry smile, the system replied: "No, I really can't say this. It will cause trouble. When the time comes, it will not be good for me or you, the host."
