Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
Soon, under the action of Han Shan and others, the students who were knocked down to the ground were tied up one by one. Their hands and feet were tied tightly, and they could not move at all.
Then these students hung their hands in front of the villa door, like a string of gourds.
Hundreds of students were hung up like this, how spectacular it was!
And such a scene was also broadcasted and seen by countless audiences.
"Oh my God, this kid is too arrogant, he is clearly establishing his prestige."
"Hundreds of students came to look for trouble, but they were not this kid's opponents. Instead, they were beaten half to death and hung up in public."
"This kid is establishing his prestige, but these students are miserable. Being seen by so many people, it is estimated that they will lose all their face."
"They deserve it. They think that they don't have to pay the price for looking for trouble. Is there such a good thing in the world?!"
"Fart, who was the one who started the trouble first?!"
Many audiences saw this scene and they were all in an uproar and stunned. They have never seen such a scene before. Hundreds of elite students were hung up, which is simply unheard of.
But in this way, the topic immediately spread throughout Tianshui City, and the ratings were also rising steadily. The staff of the TV station were all laughing.
It is estimated that the ratings of this Tianshui City High School Fighting Competition should be the highest in years.
"This bully actually extended his evil hand to other schools again, it's too hateful."
"Is there no one who can punish him? He is actually allowed to run amok here and act recklessly. "
"It's too miserable. It's fine if they can't beat this bastard, but they were actually hung up and demonstrated in public."
"This bastard continues to show off again. If this goes on, wouldn't all the high school students in Tianshui City be trampled by him and let this bastard dominate?! At that time, all the girls will be taken by him, where will we get a share. "
When Yang Wei and the others who had been poisoned by Xia Ping saw this scene, all of them were filled with grief and indignation. A trace of sympathy arose in their hearts. They could empathize with the suffering of those students who had been hung up.
Once upon a time, they were also humiliated like this by this shameless Xia Ping, but they couldn't do anything to him.
Thinking about how the top students of the various universities were even more miserable than them and even made a fool of themselves in front of so many people, one could imagine how many people would laugh at them in the future.
All of them were gnashing their teeth, hoping that someone could punish Xia Ping, this shameless tyrant, and not allow him to continue being so cocky.
…
But the night passed quickly, and no such person appeared.
As for Xia Ping, he meditated and cultivated in his bedroom. He cultivated for the whole night.
Just as the first ray of sunlight shone in through the window, Xia Ping suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a cold glint. He could feel the True Qi in his body, which had been continuously strengthening last night, surging crazily.
Boom ~ ~
In an instant, his ninth meridian was opened, and the true qi that was like a tide finally connected the ninth meridian, allowing him to advance to the ninth layer of Martial Disciple!
Immediately, Xia Ping felt that the surging Spiritual Qi in his body was at least twice as strong as before. Even his body's strength, speed, and reflexes had improved by leaps and bounds.
His spiritual power had also been greatly expanded, becoming twice as strong as before.
"This is the ninth layer of Martial Disciple?!"
Xia Ping clenched his fists, feeling the strength in his body to the extreme. The nine meridians were connected, growing endlessly, and the meridians of the whole body seemed to be connected at this moment.
The eighth layer of Martial Disciple and the ninth layer of Martial Disciple are not the same level of realm at all. It can be said that the strong who reaches the ninth layer of Martial Disciple is at least several times stronger than the eighth layer of Martial Disciple.
Once the nine meridians are connected and perfectly integrated into one, forming a wonderful cycle, the True Qi can be endless, tyrannical, and several times stronger than the eighth layer of Martial Disciple.
Only such a majestic True Qi, filling the meridians of the whole body, can be qualified to connect the Baihui acupoint, promote to the Martial Disciple realm, and reach the realm of True Qi.
"I didn't expect that after last night's refining, I suddenly broke through the bottleneck of the eighth layer of Martial Disciple. This is really an unexpected surprise." Xia Ping smiled slightly. He thought that it would take at least a few weeks for him to cultivate to the ninth layer of Martial Disciple.
But who would have thought that after being assisted by those contestants, his absorption of energy in his body accelerated, and he finally got the opportunity to break through and was promoted to the ninth layer of Martial Disciple.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
In the blink of an eye, he stood up and immediately used his fist art. Many phantoms appeared in the room, displaying all kinds of profound meanings of the fist art. It was full of vigor.
There seemed to be a roar of dragons and tigers in the void, and the wind whistled. When a set of fist techniques hit down, the entire room was fragmented, as if it had been raged by a typhoon.
"What's wrong? Did someone sneak attack? "
Such a sound also alarmed Han Shan and others. They were all in the next room. One by one, they rushed over to watch and immediately saw Xia Ping's room in a mess. They thought they had been attacked.
But as long as they saw Xia Ping's fierce power last night, who would have the courage to sneak attack, are they not afraid of death?!
"It's not a sneak attack, it's just a little interest in practicing martial arts early in the morning." Xia Ping was calm and relaxed. He felt that his body was very happy. It seemed that every cell was cheering and full of strength.
Being promoted to the ninth layer of Martial Disciple was really extraordinary. He felt that he was more than twice as strong as before. It was estimated that even if the powerhouse of the first layer of the Martial Disciple realm came, he might not be afraid.
Of course, this is just a guess. Without a real fight, he doesn't know.
"As expected of the big brother, you started practicing martial arts early in the morning. You are so diligent. No wonder you are so strong." Feng Hetang was very skilled in flattering, and it had become a conditioned reflex.
Xia Ping waved his hand and said: "By the way, what happened to those people hanging outside the villa?"
"They were hung all night, and no one dared to save them."
Feng Hetang said: "But there were five or six students who couldn't bear it and chose to give up automatically. They were saved by the organizers and now they have been eliminated."
Speaking of this, his face was very contemptuous. They couldn't bear such torture alone. It was almost impossible to climb to a higher realm of martial arts in the future.
It can be said that these people who abstain here basically have no future, and those martial arts organizations who are observing the fighting competition will also give up this kind of people who have no perseverance in the first place.
"Very well, they were hung all night, thirsty and tired. I believe they are also honest. Let's go out and see them together." Xia Ping waved his hand and immediately walked out of the room.
Han Shan and others saw this and followed out.
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