Global martial arts masters: an ordinary duo

8 month 15 number.

Everyone got up early, packed up their weapons and prepared to go to the competition venue.

Fang Ping clicked his tongue and said: "It seems that Jingwu has secretly made efforts. It was originally said to be held in the Bird Cage in Kyoto, but now it has been changed to Jingwu."

Chen Fan inserted the long knife into his waist and smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter where it is held. If you want to get the first place in a prestigious school, you must first ask me if I agree with the knife in my hand."

Fang Ping was speechless. He was really a second grader. Can you use your brain? Fortunately, I was prepared.

"Holding it in Jingwu will only make them lose more completely." Qin Fengqing said nonchalantly.

Fang Ping was speechless again. Damn it, he was a second-rate guy again.

Everyone got on the bus, but there was still no sign of Huang Jing or the other instructors.

I thought they had arrived at Jingwu a long time ago and were already waiting for them at the competition venue.

Ling Yiyi didn't come, and neither did Han Xu. It seemed that the repeated bombardments yesterday by Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing made them a little unbearable after all.

This time it was Fang Wenxiang from Jingwu.

Last night, after Han Xuhui returned to school, he held a martial arts club meeting overnight to discuss who would pick him up today.

Han Xu was upright and spoke a lot of heartfelt words to everyone. Under his deception, Fang Wenxiang took the initiative to ask for help, saying that he would come to pick him up.

Seeing that Jingwu had changed the receptionist, Fang Ping quickly stepped forward, patted Fang Wenxiang on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically: "Axiang, why are you here to pick us up today? Where are Ling Xiaoxiang and Han Xu?"

"Han Xu is in charge of setting up the scene, and Senior Sister Ling is preparing for the martial arts exchange competition." Fang Wenxiang said dullly.

"It seems that I thought too much. I thought they were afraid of me and that's why I didn't come."

Fang Wenxiang did not reply, but called the rest of the Mowu team members to get in the car.

When everyone got in the car, he was stopped by Fang Ping, who looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile.

Fang Wenxiang frowned and said, "I'm not a member of the exchange competition. It's a foul if you hit me."

"How could I, a person who obeys the rules, do such a thing?"

With a smile on his face, Fang Ping put his arms around his shoulders and got on the bus together. He said with a smile: "Axiang, your progress is a bit slow. You are only in the middle of the third grade now. You are a little behind Zhao Lei and the others, and even more so than Han. Xu is far behind, it seems that Jingwu’s teaching is not very good, why don’t you consider switching to our Mowu?”

Fang Wenxiang was silent, this is a journey of mind training, I cannot be disturbed.

"You have a grandmaster who actually behaved like this in Jingwu, even worse than Zhao Lei. Isn't it a bit abnormal?"

Zhao Lei: Don’t scold!
  "Jingwu's teaching methods are not very good. They use a personal training system. Just because Han Xu has been tempered three times and you have been tempered twice, Jingwu has vigorously trained him and given up on you.

This is very bad, but Mowu is different. If you come to Mowu, we will treat you equally and will not give up on you.

If you were in Mowu, you would be at least a high-ranking third-level player now, and even like Han Xu, you might be able to reach a peak third-level rank.

And you and I both have the same surname: Fang. Maybe we were the same family five hundred years ago. I am now the vice president of the martial arts club. I will take over as the president when I am fifth grade, and I will step down when I reach the level of grandmaster before graduation.

I am very optimistic about you. As long as you are willing to come to Mowu, I will let you take over my class. "

Fang Wenxiang hesitated to speak, are you taking me for a fool?

"Don't look at me like that, do I look like a liar?"

Fang Wenxiang nodded subconsciously, Fang Ping said angrily, "Just wait for me to settle the account for you. Now that I am at the fifth level, I will stay at the fifth level for at most half a year. After entering the sixth level, I will directly close the gate of the third burner. , to become the peak of the sixth level, or the peak of the sixth level with the integration of essence and blood, it will take another three to five months to break through the Grandmaster.

Counting from now on, it will only be a year since I became a grandmaster. At that time, I would have just entered my junior year at most. Wouldn’t it be nice for you to serve as the president of the martial arts club in your junior year?

To be honest, when I participated in the first National Wuhan University Exchange Competition, I took a fancy to you at first sight and thought you were a malleable talent.

What I tell you today is from the bottom of my heart. If you stay in Jingwu, Han Xu will definitely take over from Li Hansong. What about you then?
  Unless you are not confident and feel that there is no way you can beat Zhao Lei and the others when you come to Mowu, otherwise, I will definitely fully support you in becoming the president.

A man lives in the heaven and earth, how can he live in the world for a long time!
  Are you really willing to just follow others your whole life? "

Fang Wenxiang glanced at Chen Fan and said in a low voice: "The president of Mowu is Chen Fan."

"I made an agreement with Fang Ping to pass the position to him when he reaches fifth rank."

Chen Fan didn't tell any lies. This was exactly what was agreed upon at the beginning.

"Can you really become a grandmaster in your junior year?"

Fang Wenxiang looked at Fang Ping, his tone full of doubt, Junior Breakthrough Grandmaster, are you really not kidding me?

"Are you doubting me? Then let's take a gamble. If I become a grandmaster before graduation, you will give me half of your Fang family's property. If I don't become a grandmaster, I will let you do whatever you want!"

Fang Wenxiang immediately shut up. If his old man knew that he had gambled his ancestral property, he would really be beaten to death.

"Think about it carefully, should you continue to be an insignificant person in Jingwu, or should you come to Mowu to take charge of the power and be popular and drink hot food.

Now I still have the heart to persuade you, but when I break through to the fifth level and become the president of the martial arts club, I won't persuade you anymore. It will be up to you whether you like me or not. Anyway, there is no shortage of talented warriors in Mowu. "

Fang Wenxiang fell into deep thought, as if he was really analyzing the feasibility of this matter.

Everyone in Mowu in the car suppressed their laughter and looked at the scenery outside the window expressionlessly. Did this idiot really believe Fang Ping's lies?

If you really switch to Mowu, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by people from Jingwu?
  Even if someone who was not in Jingwu was killed by luck, after coming to Mowu, Chen Fan will pass the president of the martial arts club to Fang Ping, and then you will have to live in Fang Ping's clutches.

Then Fang Ping cannot be allowed to be rounded or flattened, and there is no room for resistance.

However, if Fang Wenxiang really switches to Mowu, then Mowu will definitely not refuse.

Moreover, Fang Ping will take this opportunity to publicize it, and Jingwu will definitely lose its reputation.

A talented martial artist from his family has transferred to another school, and he is still an old enemy. This problem is quite serious and is no joke.

The bus was driving slowly on the streets of Kyoto, but the atmosphere on the bus was quite strange.

The driver was also from Jingwu. He was so nervous that his breathing almost stopped.

Yesterday, the scourge of Mowu was only those who provoked Jingwu, but today they started poaching directly.

Although Axiang has a master, the hoe is even more ruthless. As long as the hoe is wielded well, there is no corner that cannot be dug down.

My genius seems to be really tempted, what should I do now?
  He wanted to open his mouth to persuade, but then Qin Fengqing suddenly walked up to him and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Cold sweat broke out on his body, and he instantly gave up the idea of ​​speaking.

Qin Fengqing stood next to the driver, observing Fang Wenxiang through the rearview mirror to see if he would agree to Fang Ping's suggestion. (End of chapter)