Lu Ping was stunned. The identity revealed by the wretched man really surprised him. However, he quickly remembered that on the first floor of Zhai Feng Academy's Zhai Feng Pavilion, there was a list of outstanding talents on the right wall of the Zhai Feng Pavilion. Indeed, there were four who were the most talked about. That was because after they graduated from Zhai Feng Academy, they were recommended to enter the Four Great Academies.
Fang Yizhu?
Lu Ping thought about it, but he couldn't remember the name. After all, he rarely went to Zhai Feng Lou and didn't communicate much with other people. He had limited contact with the name of the influential figures of Zhenfeng College.
"It seems that you have remembered." Fang Yizhu said confidently. It seemed that he still knew that his name was hung on the wall of Zhai Feng Lou's lobby.
Lu Ping nodded. He had recalled it, but he couldn't recall much.
"Very good." Fang Yizhu nodded, but then said very cautiously: "Although we have a lot of history, don't think that I will be lenient in this bet."
"Of course," Lu Ping said with a smile. He didn't know anything about Fang Yizhu, but just the sentence "I came from Zhenfeng College" made him feel very close.
"You're going to lose." Fang Yizhu said, his eyes returning to the trial field. Little sister Tang and her opponent hadn't started yet, just staring at each other. Both sides looked very serious, a big battle was about to start, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was hard to breathe.
"I heard that Zhai Feng Academy has been destroyed." In the end, in this atmosphere, Fang Yi Zhu suddenly said something completely unrelated.
"Yes." Lu Ping replied.
"How could it be destroyed? I didn't even have time to go back and slap Old Guo's face!" Fang Yizhu looked a little resentful.
"The dean … is also gone." Lu Ping said.
"Really gone?" Fang Yizhu seemed to be quite puzzled about this. It seemed that he also had a considerable understanding of Guo Youdao's craftiness.
"Indeed." Lu Ping said.
Fang Yizhu was silent. At this time, the trial field finally rolled up the soul power. Little Sister Tang brandished her sharp sword and took the lead to attack.
"Shunfeng." Fang Yizhu said.
"Oh?" Lu Ping was confused.
"You know her, but you don't know her ability?" Fang Yizhu said.
Lu Ping shook his head. It seemed that the people from the five academies were not weak, but he knew nothing about their specific abilities.
"The power follows the wind, not the sword in the hand." Fang Yizhu said.
Lu Ping looked over and saw Little Sister Tang's sword stabbing towards her opponent's chest, but her opponent dodged it. However, it was very strange. His body slid slightly to the left. It looked like he had dodged the left side of his chest, but the right side of his chest was sent to the tip of the sword.
However, a gust of wind brushed past his neck. His hair danced wildly behind him.
The power of this strike was not on the sword itself, but in such a bizarre location.
Unfortunately, this attack did not hit. Little Sister Tang twisted her wrist and slashed again. Lu Ping activated his ability to detect. Sure enough, the sound of Little Sister Tang's soul power was not on the sword at all, but a full half a meter above the blade. The seemingly sharp edge of the sword was actually just a cover for the real attack.
And after understanding Little Sister Tang's real attack, her opponent's dodge seemed to be just right. Tilting his body to the side, he just happened to dodge Little Sister Tang's True Attack.
"It's a pity that he met a very familiar opponent. This ability is difficult to have a miraculous effect." Fang Yizhu said again.
As if to prove Fang Yizhu's statement, his voice just fell. Little Sister Tang's opponent had already launched a counterattack. A cold light flashed, intercepting Little Sister Tang's offensive. With another flash, Little Sister Tang was forced to retreat again and again.
"Wang Tong is also Little Sister Tang's senior brother. Most of their weapons are swords, but it's a pity …" Fang Yizhu sighed.
"What's a pity?" Lu Ping asked.
"It's a pity about their mentor." Fang Yizhu said.
"What's wrong with their mentor?" Lu Ping asked.
"He's a beast, and a very hypocritical kind." Fang Yizhu said.
The trial ground that he and Lu Ping had activated was right next to them, and he could hear their conversation. Little Sister Tang and Wang Tong naturally heard it.
This extremely impolite evaluation didn't make Wang Tong angry. Instead, he felt ashamed and ashamed. Little Sister Tang's back was facing this side, so Lu Ping couldn't see her expression. Just at this moment, her body suddenly flew up, but she was blown away by Wang Tong's unceasing offensive.
Little Sister Tang fell to the ground and staggered back a few steps before she could stand firm. She looked back and glanced at Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu. Her face was expressionless.
"Hong Xueyan is such a person, you should also wake up." Wang Tong didn't continue to attack, he stood there with his sword and said.
"I'm very sober." Little Sister Tang turned back and said, holding her sword and moving forward.
"What I despise is your hypocritical justice." The tip of the sword pointed at Wang Tong again.
Wang Tong sneered, as if he didn't agree with Little Sister Tang's words, but there was still a flash of panic in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Lu Ping took the initiative to ask Fang Yizhu. He found that this senior from Zhenfeng College knew a lot of things.
"After Hong Xueyan's matter was exposed, his disciples were afraid of being implicated, so they drew a clear line with him. Their determination to put righteousness before family is amazing! No matter how many wrongs Hong Xueyan had committed, he had nothing to say about his own students. In the end, only one of his students had to collect his corpse. The rest of them wished they could spit on the corpse to prove their own innocence. Preaching righteousness, but ignoring human feelings. These people, what do you think they should say? "Fang Yizhu said.
"Hypocritical justice." Lu Ping used Little Sister Tang's words just now.
"It's more appropriate." Fang Yizhu nodded.
"You two, what nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Tong heard the comments here and couldn't help but shout.
So Fang Yizhu pointed at Wang Tong and said, "This is the one who spits. At least Little Sister Tang, of course, is the one who collects the corpse. Do you understand now? "
"I understand." Lu Ping nodded.
"I'll show you later." Wang Tong fiercely said to the two.
"Although I despise his character, he's not bad in terms of strength. Especially Little Sis Tang's superpower. In front of someone she's familiar with, its power isn't just a little bit weaker. Therefore, my bet was still on Wang Tong. Unlike you, your ass decides your head. "Fang Yizhu didn't seem to hear Wang Tong's threat and said.
Little Sister Tang's sword was also raised again at this time. Lu Ping used his hearing ability to clearly capture her true attack power. Apparently, Wang Tong also had the means of perception to clearly understand Little Sister Tang's superpower. His body leaned to one side, and once again accurately dodged the attack. The sword light in his hand rose again, but it was much more resplendent than before. Finally, he also displayed the superpower he was good at.
"Return on a stormy night." Fang Yizhu suddenly recited a poem.
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