"Fang Bie's failure to take action means that he estimates that he is no match for Ning Huan," the old man said.
He Ping shook her head: "He didn't take action, but he judged that Ning Huan had some backup plans."
"Everyone has a backup plan," the old man said.
"But when the opponent is someone of Ning Huan's level, every backhand move will be fatal." He Ping sighed: "He is not the kind of person who will fight tooth and nail."
"Based on this performance, Ning Huan is stronger than we originally expected." The old man said, "If he is ranked next in the world."
"Ning Huan should be in sixth place."
"Only sixth?" He Ping looked at the old man.
"Hei Wu's ranking is too low, Dragon Boat Festival has no ranking, and Shang Li is just a tie." The old man said calmly: "We rank the Jianghu rankings based on their performance."
Saying this, the old man glanced at He Ping: "Of course, you will not be included in the ranking."
"I won't be number one anyway." He Ping said calmly.
"You're so smart, can you tell me how all this is going to go?"
"Are you interested?" the old man asked.
"Of course I'm interested." He Ping did not deny it.
"Currently, Ning Huan is too strong. Even if everyone else in Luo City is tied together, they may not be Ning Huan's opponent." The old man said quietly: "Ordinary people have no concept of a top master like Ning Huan. But you and I both know how terrifying masters of this level are, and the only ones who can deal with them are masters of the same level themselves, and there are no such masters in Los Angeles now."
He Ping hummed softly.
"Zhao Jing is in Luo City now. He should have some ideas." The old man thought and said, "Lu Yuan is from Beijing. I heard that you took a look at him. How do you feel?"
"Don't underestimate it." He Ping said quietly.
The old man smiled: "Does that mean he can't do anything?"
He Ping nodded.
"At the Shaolin Temple, Kong Chan was not originally prepared for Ning Huan. Now there are some problems within the Shaolin Temple. Except for Kong Chan, they will not let any other eminent monks who can compete with Ning Huan go down the mountain, because those who go down the mountain are destined to be in trouble. The old man continued: "Little Vajra's demon-suppressing formation has been broken, and the others are no longer enough to prove it."
"There is also the Dragon King Market in Luo City. If you are willing to contribute, you can't say it is useless, but facing an enemy of Ning Huan's level, in the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks will have no effect."
He Ping listened quietly, then looked at the old man: "So?"
The woman in green always looks calm.
She said she was very interested, but He Ping was actually not very interested in what the old man said.
There was only one direction she was interested in.
That's the difference.
"So, under normal circumstances, no one can stop Ning Huan." The old man said.
"What about the abnormal situation?" He Ping asked.
"If I were Zhao Jing, I would issue a kill order through the hive." The old man said calmly.
"Let the hive come to kill Ning Huan?" He Ping looked at the old man and smiled calmly: "What a generous move."
"Unless Ning Huan really does something outrageous and stays in the Central Plains, it will be difficult for the famous sects to organize a strong enough lineup to deal with this miserable old man." The old man said quietly: "After all, the root of the problem is After all, Ning Huan is too strong, and behind him is the Luo Jiao of the Western Regions. Even if there is no Luo Jiao, if he wants to leave, no one can stop him, not to mention that there is a behemoth like the Luo Jiao behind him."
"Luo Jiao is also happy to see Ning Huan causing a bloody storm in the Central Plains martial arts world, and when the famous families in the Central Plains come up with a solution, we don't know how long it will take."
"But the hive is different." The old man smiled: "With the queen bee here, all the bees are surrounding the queen bee. If Ning Huan's death is in our interests, then there will be bees flying out one after another. To bring joy to death."
"I'd rather be in Luocheng." He Ping said lightly.
"Yes, Ning Huan is in Luo City. Under normal circumstances, Beehive should be asking you to take action. After all, you are the most confident person in the world who can kill Ning Huan." The old man looked at He Ping and said.
"But now you are having trouble with the hive again."
"It was them who had a conflict with me." He Ping corrected quietly.
"Yes, Hive originally wanted to force you to submit, but unexpectedly, the pressure finally returned to Hive itself." The old man said: "I think it won't be long before Hive will arrange the next task and I’ll give it back to you, and this cold war should come to an end.”
"Of course, this also means that you must solve the problem of Ning Huan."
He Ping nodded quietly.
"Then when do you plan to go back?" The old man looked at He Ping and asked.
"You are so anxious to drive me away?" He Ping said quietly.
"That's not true." The old man smiled and said, "It's just that with the current situation in Luo City, I think your character should be very worried."
"I'm really worried." He Ping nodded.
"But I would rather see where Fang Bie's so-called limit is."
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There was such a big thing happening outside, the road was smashed into a mess, and even the walls collapsed in several places. Those who knew it knew that a big battle took place here, and those who didn't know might have thought that a demolition had just taken place.
Huo Ying finished the treatment for Shi Ku. The monk's arm had been bandaged, and he himself had taken anesthesia and was sleeping.
The girl in white wiped the sweat from her forehead, stood up, and walked to the yard.
Fang Bie in the yard is still practicing his sword.
One sword after another, the sword blade cut down Xinghui.
"I seem to have heard the argument between you and Xue Ling." Huo Ying looked at Fang Bie and said quietly, "Did you hit her?"
"Yeah." Fang Bie said softly.
"That's still really strange." Huo Ying sighed: "It's hard for me to imagine that you can be so incompetent and furious."
"All a person's anger essentially comes from the pain of one's own incompetence." Fang Bie still slashed down with sword after sword: "Although I have made preparations in advance, when I actually execute it, I have to do It’s still hard to feel completely at peace.”
"Not to mention being accused by her." The young man's voice was calm.
"So at that time, you really couldn't beat him?" Huo Ying asked.
"I don't know." Fang Bie said, "The probability of victory or defeat hovers between 10% and 70%. It depends on how many back-ups Ning Huan has that I don't know about."
Huo Ying understood Fang Bie's words: "So, based on the strength Ning Huan showed in the end, you have a 70% chance of killing him?"
"But Ning Huan can't only have this." Fang Bie shook his head and said, "I know myself well enough, but I know nothing about him. Even after watching today's battle, I'm still not sure that his strength is limited to this. .”
"after all."
Fang Bie sighed and looked at the sky: "I don't want to die."
