Watching Long Yuanliang roar and then join the battlefield.
There are four great masters, this kind of lineup is rare to see.
At this moment, Wu Ping looked at the battlefield that was constantly fighting in the distance, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Now the high-level combat power of Fenghuo Martial Arts School cannot be spared, and except for the old man in front of him, Fenghuo Martial Arts School must no longer have the realm of a grand master.
This also means that Fang Fan no longer has the protection of the Grand Master.
If I take action now, wouldn't I be able to capture him easily and force out the opportunity he has?
Once the opportunity falls into your hands, you will surely embark on the supreme road.
As soon as this idea appeared, it was out of control.
Wu Ping was a little dazed, and his eyes changed when he looked at Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall, and he forgot his original purpose, mainly because the temptation was too great.
Who wouldn't be tempted by the opportunity that makes a master-level expert willing to stay by Yi Maotou's side.
The only trouble now is this old man...
Just kill him...
"grandfather..."
"grandfather!"
A shout pulled Wu Ping, who was almost addicted, back from the abyss.
"Huhuhu..."
"I almost fell into a devil's trap."
Wu Ping gasped loudly, looking like he was sweating profusely. But just a moment later, Wu Ping seemed to have experienced a big battle, and his breath became unstable.
Looking at his grandson with some luck, he didn't expect that he would be pulled back by that cry at the last moment.
Money and silk are alluring, not to mention such an enviable opportunity, which almost led him into the endless abyss.
Opportunity is not something everyone is destined to take.
Even this scary old man sweeping the floor cannot be resisted. As long as he makes a move, it doesn't matter, he will definitely die.
At that time, his son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and the entire family will fall into endless darkness because of him.
"Zhi'er, what's wrong?"
Wu Ping looked at his grandson. If it hadn't been for that shout, the consequences would have been unimaginable. He was wondering whether he should exempt his grandson from facing the wall for twenty days.
"Grandpa, that one has been watching you."
"I shouted several times before you reacted."
The voice of his grandson Wu Zhi sounded, and Wu Ping was shocked. He turned around suddenly and looked at the old man sweeping the floor beside him.
Of course he knew who his grandson was talking about.
The breath that had just been calm became chaotic again, and even a little uncontrollable. One can imagine how frightened he was.
"You should be grateful to the kid behind you, otherwise you would have almost died."
"Remember, there are some things you can't touch."
"Don't even think about it."
An Lao's calm voice sounded, but it was cold in Wu Ping's mind, and his whole body trembled. He actually knew what he had just thought.
This old man...
"My lord, please forgive me. I just had a demonic barrier, and Wu Ping didn't dare to have any thoughts."
"I'm here to cooperate with Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall in investigating the mutated rats."
Wu Ping said hurriedly, if he really angered the old man, there would be no place to regret it.
Although Wu Zhi behind him didn't know what happened, he knew that this old man sweeping the floor was a strong man that his grandfather did not dare to offend.
Respect for the strong man rose in his heart, but at the same time he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied and resentful.
Why could the owner of a mere Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall have such a powerful person loyal to him, but he had to listen to his grandfather and just face the wall and think about his faults.
Why is there such a big gap between people of the same age?
His talent has reached the level of a genius, and he hopes to embark on that supreme path in the future. Even if his talent is good, how much better can it be?
To have half of what you have is already a blessing.
Why does such a strong person not be loyal to himself, but instead loyal to a person whose talent is far less than his own?
Why is Fang Fan so lucky?
Perhaps this is also the nature of a young person, who will feel angry and unfair because of unfair treatment. There is a saying that goes, youth is frivolous, and this may be what it means.
Of course Wu Ping didn't know what his grandson was thinking. Seeing that An Lao didn't take action, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he also focused on the battlefield again.
"Sir, may I ask who that is."
The person he was talking about was the strong man who had just broken through to the Grand Master level in the Fenghuo Martial Arts School.
Wu Ping retracted his shocked eyes, and then cautiously asked An Lao beside him.
"he?"
"He is the person you are looking for this time."
An Lao replied calmly, his voice still as calm as ever.
"Who am I looking for this time?"
Wu Ping was stunned, with deep shock in his eyes, and his brain went blank for a moment.
He wants to find someone this time, isn't it...
Could it be that the domineering strong man who fought against the three great masters was...
"That's right."
"He is the master of my Fenghuo Martial Arts School."
"Fang Fan!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.
The soul is shocked!
"It's him!"
"That... that... strong man is Fang Fan, the master of Fenghuo Pavilion!!!"
"this......"
Wu Ping no longer knew what to say. Everything today was refreshing his knowledge all the time.
Originally, he just wanted his grandson Wu Zhilai to have his eyes opened, but little did he know that it was him who had his eyes opened while sitting in a well and looking at the sky!
And it's the kind of 360-degree opening with no blind spots.
You can't even make a joke like this.
Is this a rhythm that scares people to death?
The owner of the Fenghuo Martial Arts School has advanced to the realm of Grand Master. Who would believe it if word spread about it.
But this impossible thing happened.
Wu Ping remembered that Fang Fan, the owner of the Fenghuo Martial Arts Gym, was rumored to be only around 20 years old.
At the age of twenty, he has already surpassed the Grand Master level.
In the entire history of the human race, this is an unprecedented thing.
As long as it doesn't die young, this kind of talent can definitely cross the Tianmen and break through to the level of general or higher.
The human race will gain new strength.
From now on, maybe Fang Fan can no longer be called the owner of the museum, but should be called the city owner!
Just when Wu Ping was doubting himself, his grandson Wu Zhi was even more shocked behind him. After hearing An Lao's words, he was completely stunned. There was no one else in the world, only the figure who was constantly fighting.
Slowly taking over the whole world.
Is he Fang Fan, the owner of Fenghuo Martial Arts School?
Is it the boy of the same age who is not as talented as him?
If his talents are not good, then wouldn't he be just a weed on the roadside?
In other words, worse than a weed?
Hahaha, it turns out that I am the real person who sits in a well and looks at the sky. The big dream is in vain, and in the end it is just an illusion.
I originally thought that I, Wu Zhi, was born with great talent and had the talent to be a genius, and that I would be the hero of the moment.
But after seeing Fang Fan in the Fenghuo Martial Arts School, he realized what a genius is, what a true talent is, and what is self-deception.
There really is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!
"I originally thought you were noble because of the Wind and Fire Martial Arts School."
"Now, I was wrong, so wrong."
"It's because of you that Fenghuo Martial Arts School is brilliant."
"Lord Fang Fan, I am not as good as you."
Wu Zhi sighed endlessly in his heart.
The gap between the two of them was already too much, and there was no hope at all. Everything about him was eclipsed in front of Fang Fan.
He was not qualified to get close to the outer perimeter of the battle.
