Lu Ping was stunned. The identity revealed by the wretched man really surprised him. However, he quickly remembered that among the outstanding talents of the college listed on the right wall in the lobby on the first floor of the Zhaifeng Building of Zhaofeng College, there were indeed four most talked about, because after they graduated from Zhaofeng College, Recommended to enter the four major colleges.
Fang Yizhu?
Lu Ping thought about it, but he couldn't quite remember his name. After all, he didn't go to Zhaifeng Tower very often and he rarely communicated with other people. He had very limited exposure to the name of this influential figure in the Fengfeng Academy.
"It seems that you have already remembered it." Fang Yizhu said quite confidently. It seemed that he still knew that his name was hung on the wall of the lobby of Zhaifeng Tower.
Lu Ping nodded, he remembered it, but not much.
"Very good." Fang Yizhu nodded, but then said cautiously: "Although we are very close, don't think that I will be merciful in this bet."
"Of course." Lu Ping smiled. He didn't know anything about Fang Yizhu, but just the words "I come from Zhaofeng Academy" made him feel more intimate.
"You're going to lose." Fang Yizhu said, looking back at the trial ground. Tang Xiaomei and her opponent hadn't started to fight yet, they just stared at each other closely. Both sides looked solemn, the war was about to break out, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was breathless.
"I heard that Fengfeng Academy was destroyed." In this atmosphere, Fang Yizhu suddenly asked and said something irrelevant.
"Yes." Lu Ping replied.
"Why is it ruined? I haven't even had time to go back and slap Lao Guo in the face!" Fang Yizhu seemed a little resentful.
"The dean...is no longer here either." Lu Ping said.
"Are you really gone?" Fang Yizhu seemed quite confused about this. It seems that he is also quite aware of Guo Youdao's cunning.
"Indeed." Lu Ping said.
Fang Yizhu remained silent. At this moment, the trial ground finally summoned the power of soul. Tang Xiaomei swung her sword and took the lead in attacking.
"Fair wind." Fang Yizhu said.
"Oh?" Lu Ping didn't know why.
"You know her, but don't know about her superpower?" Fang Yizhu said.
Lu Ping shook his head. The members of the Fifth Academy seemed not to be weak, but he knew nothing about their specific abilities.
"Power follows the wind, not the sword in the palm." Fang Yizhu said.
Lu Ping looked around and saw that Tang Xiaomei's sword stabbed straight into the opponent's chest, but the opponent did not dodge. But it was very strange. His body slid slightly to the left, seemingly dodging his left chest, but instead he sent his right chest to the tip of the sword.
But a strong wind blew past his neck. With the ends of his hair dancing wildly backwards.
The power of this sword is not on the sword, but appears in such a bizarre position.
Unfortunately, the blow missed in the end. Tang Xiaomei turned her wrist and struck with another diagonal strike. Lu Ping used Ting Po. Sure enough, the sound of Tang Xiaomei's soul power was not on the sword at all, but moved half a meter upward from the sword body. The seemingly sharp sword edge is actually just a disguise for the real attack.
After understanding Tang Xiaomei's true attack, her opponent's dodge seemed to be just right. The body tilted sideways, just enough to avoid Tang Xiaomei's real attack.
"It's just a pity that this ability has no miraculous effect when encountering a very familiar opponent." Fang Yizhu added.
As if to confirm Fang Yizhu's statement, he finished his words. Tang Xiaomei's opponent had already launched a counterattack. A flash of cold light cut off Tang Xiaomei's offensive. Another flash of cold light forced Tang Xiaomei to retreat.
"Wang Tong, after all, is Tang Xiaomei's fellow disciple. Most of their weapons use swords, but it's a pity..." Fang Yizhu sighed.
"What's a pity?" Lu Ping asked.
"It's a pity for their mentor." Fang Yizhu said.
"What happened to the mentor?" Lu Ping asked.
"He is a beast, and he is very hypocritical." Fang Yizhu said.
The trial field he and Lu Ping opened was right next to their conversation. Naturally, Tang Xiaomei and Wang Tong could hear it.
This extremely rude comment did not make Wang Tong feel angry, but instead made him feel ashamed. Tang Xiaomei's back was facing this way, and Lu Ping couldn't see her expression. But at this moment, his body suddenly flew up, but was blown away by Wang Tong's unstoppable offensive.
Tang Xiaomei landed on the ground and staggered back a few steps before regaining her balance. She turned back and glanced at Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu. Poker face.
"Hong Xueyan is such a person, you should wake up." Wang Tong did not continue to attack, but stood there with a sword and said.
"I'm very awake." Tang Xiaomei turned around and said, raised her sword and moved forward.
"What I look down on is your hypocritical justice." The tip of the sword pointed at Wang Tong again.
Wang Tong sneered, as if he didn't agree with Tang Xiaomei's remarks, but there was still a flash of panic in his eyes at being told something important.
"What does this mean?" Lu Ping took the initiative to ask Fang Yizhu. He found that this senior fellow from Zhaifeng Academy knew a lot.
"After Hong Xueyan's affairs were exposed, his disciples were afraid of being implicated, so they drew a clear line with him one after another. His determination to eliminate relatives for justice was breathtaking! Hong Xueyan was wrong in many ways, but he had nothing to say to his disciples, and in the end he only ended up with one The disciples collected the body for him, and the others wanted to spit on the body a few more times to prove their integrity and innocence. They claim to be righteous but ignore all human feelings. What can you say to these people?" Fang Yizhu said.
"Hypocritical justice." Lu Ping used what Tang Xiaomei had just said.
"More appropriate." Fang Yizhu nodded.
"What nonsense are you two talking about there!" Wang Tong couldn't help but shouted after hearing the comments.
So Fang Yizhu pointed at Wang Tong and said, "This is the one who spits. At least Tang Xiaomei, of course, is the one who collected the body. Do you understand now?"
"I understand." Lu Ping nodded.
"I'll give you a good look later." Wang Tong said fiercely to the two of them.
"Although I despise him as a person, he is not bad in terms of strength. Especially Tang Xiaomei's power is not weakened at all in the presence of familiar people, so my bet is still on Wang Tong. Unlike you , The butt determines the head." Fang Yizhu said to himself as if he didn't hear Wang Tong's threat.
Tang Xiaomei's sword was raised again at this time, and Lu Ping used Hearing to clearly capture the true power of her attack. Wang Tong obviously also had the ability to sense Tang Xiaomei's abilities. He turned his body and accurately dodged the attack again. The sword light in his hand reappeared, much brighter than before, and he finally used the abilities he was good at.
"Returning on a stormy night." Fang Yizhu suddenly recited a poem.
The bright sword light that Wang Tong waved suddenly disappeared at this time, and was replaced by a mass of darkness, shrouding Xiaomei Tang. (To be continued.)
