Chapter 410 Eight Grand Masters
In order to speed up cultivation, Zhang Haoran can’t control so much now.
He is also trying to control this murderous intention to prevent it from leaking out of the Grandmaster Tower.
Only locking the practice pile in front of you is a bit difficult, but it is worth trying.
If you can only lock on one person during a battle and prevent others around you from sensing the murderous intention, the enemy's support may be slower.
This time Zhang Haoran stayed in seclusion for a longer time, but everyone knew that he was practicing in seclusion, so no one came to disturb him.
In Zhang Haoran's Grandmaster Tower, there has been a strong fluctuation of Qi and blood. He has been accumulating strength, so the fluctuation of Qi and blood will naturally not be small.
Although he has tried his best to restrain himself, people who walk a hundred meters into the Grand Master Tower can still clearly sense this murderous intention.
However, as time goes by, the murderous intent around the Grandmaster Tower is also decreasing little by little.
On the fifth day, the murderous intention outside the Grandmaster Tower completely disappeared. Even if you pass by the tower, you can no longer feel anything unusual.
This is the result of Zhang Haoran's hard control over the past few days. He has now been able to shrink the energy he spreads to a very small range.
During this process, he improved his control over his power.
On September 15th, the gates of the Demonic Martial Arts School opened wide and a group of resurrected warriors were ushered in. This was all tricked by Fang Ping.
Since Zhang Haoran has been practicing, no one came to notify him to greet him.
However, he did not go, but Fang Ping quickly came over.
Zhang Haoran's sixth forging of the golden body is now more than half completed. There is no problem in reaching the seventh forging before the war.
He sensed that the spiritual barrier outside the Grandmaster Tower was touched, and knew that someone was looking for him.
“Come in!”
Soon, Fang Ping came to the room where he practiced, but Zhang Haoran did not stop practicing.
Because the way he is practicing now, he cannot stop immediately if he wants to.
"Senior Brother Zhang, what are you"
Fang Ping entered the Central Master Tower and followed the induction to the practice room.
At this time, I saw Zhang Haoran, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, bowing slightly and staring at the practice pile in front of him.
Moreover, wounds continued to appear on the exposed parts of the body, including the cheeks and neck, which were quickly repaired by the immortal substance.
As soon as Fang Ping came in, Zhang Haoran changed his target to Fang Ping.
This immediately gave him a creepy feeling, which was a hundred times stronger than the murderous intention he had sensed outside the Grandmaster Tower before.
He targeted Fang Ping, scaring him was just one aspect, and he felt it was awkward and a bit disrespectful to speak to a person from the side.
Seeing Fang Ping's vigilant face and beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead, he explained: "The war is about to begin. Isn't this just to speed up my practice?
This goes on and on. If you are injured and repaired, the speed of forging the golden body will be much faster
Tell me, why did you come to me? ”
After listening to his explanation, Fang Ping knew that this was not directed at him, and he was relieved.
However, being locked up like this made Fang Ping feel uncomfortable all the time.
A strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart, making him feel like he would die by the sword at any time.
Fang Ping was now certain that once Zhang Haoran drew his sword, he would definitely die, and he finally understood how big the gap between the two was.
Fang Ping looked at the wounds that kept appearing on his body and face, and his scalp felt numb. With so many wounds, it was almost like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. At the same time, he was very impressed.
This is not just a short time, it has been maintained for many days. Zhang Haoran is very powerful, but he has also put in several times the hard work of others.
However, remembering the purpose of this trip, he still stammered: "Senior Brother Zhang, can't you stop now?
Wait until I finish telling you, you Practice again."
Zhang Haoran still locked on Fang Ping and explained: "I can't stop for now. Even if I start to stop now, it will take a few minutes to end this state.
Didn't you see that I have been maintaining my strength? If I forcefully withdraw, the backlash will be too great
Just put it like that, what's going on? ”
Fang Ping is now sweating coldly, and the sense of crisis of being locked is getting stronger and stronger, and now a slideshow is starting to play in front of his eyes.
Fang Ping Not wanting to stay here any longer, he quickly said: "Our Mowu has recruited eight resurrected warriors from Zhenxing City as teachers this time.
All of these eight people are masters, three more than the standard you set for me. "
"Well, good! You want a reward, right? Then you have to wait a moment and I will give it to you after I finish practicing. You shouldn’t be in a hurry! ”
Of course, Fang Ping's purpose was not just to inform him and get a reward.
If that's the case, he just ran away after saying a few words. Why bother watching cartoons here?
Fang Ping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued: "The intention of Principal Wu and several masters is that if you are okay, you can go and meet everyone now.
After all, people We just came here today, we have to follow the basic etiquette.”
Hearing what Fang Ping said, Zhang Haoran didn’t think too much, since he didn’t need much time to practice anyway.
Besides, he had been in seclusion for many days, and he was indeed a little bored. He might as well go for a walk, so he said casually: "Okay, just wait for me here for a few minutes. I'll stop now."
After saying that, he began to withdraw his attacks, and the wounds on his body and face appeared more densely.
However, when he stopped his move, he also canceled the lock state, which made Fang Ping let out a long sigh.
When he was locked just now, he always felt like he was about to die.
If we continue, the cartoon will almost become a TV series.
After a few minutes, Zhang Haoran finally finished the attack, and there were no more wounds on his body.
With a thought, he used his mental power to condense the dirt and residual blood on his body into a small ball. When he shook it in his hand, it turned into nothingness.
Fang Ping was very impressed when he saw his actions. He could not control this kind of power.
Zhang Haoran walked towards the outside of the Grandmaster Tower and asked casually: "Okay, let's go, where are they?"
"Oh, I have arranged for those resurrected warriors to be there. In the conference room on the top floor of the martial arts building, Principal Wu is introducing the situation of our magic martial arts to them.”
Fang Ping quickly followed up and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, although your cultivation method is fast, it is too rough.
And it takes several minutes for you to accept the move. What should I do if an enemy attacks?"
Zhang Haoran looked at Fang Ping with a caring look and said calmly: "If an enemy attacks, what else can I do?
Directly! Wouldn't it be over with just one strike? I've been gathering strength for more than ten days. With this strike, even a ninth-grade expert can be killed instantly."
The two of them talked and arrived at the conference room on the top floor of the martial arts building. Zhang Haoran opened the door and walked in. He saw a dozen masters sitting in the room.
In addition to the people from Mowu, there are eight unfamiliar faces. I think these are the resurrected warriors that Fang Ping tricked here.
Zhang Haoran stepped forward slowly and solemnly performed a martial arts salute: "Welcome to Mowu, I am Zhang Haoran."
Three of the eight resurrected warriors who came are eight There are five warriors of the seventh grade.
They felt a great sense of oppression from Zhang Haoran, which even surpassed Wu Kuishan.
They didn't dare to sit there and accept Zhang Haoran's martial arts teachings, so they all stood up and returned the greeting.
At this time, Fang Ping also walked in and said with a smile: "Sit down, everyone, we are all a family from now on, there is no need to be so polite."
Then, Wu Kuishan began to introduce the two parties to each other. The first introduction was Zhang Haoran. After talking about his great achievements in the cave, he said with a smile: "Zhang Haoran not only has amazing achievements and strong strength, but he is also the youngest eighth-grade grandmaster in the country and even the world." "
Zhang Haoran smiled and shook his head and said, "I am afraid that the youngest eighth-grade master will not be able to be a high-ranking master for long.
Fang Ping will soon reach the high level of seventh-grade. When he breaks through, he will be the youngest eighth-level master.”
When Fang Ping heard what he said, the smile on his face froze. This matter had always made him very depressed.
When the two first met, Zhang Haoran relied on his strength.
He entered the school a few minutes earlier than him, and he always regarded himself as his senior brother.
Fang Ping’s initial idea was that he had a cheat and was practicing fast. When he surpassed Zhang Haoran in strength, he would beat him up first and then ask him to change his name to his senior brother.
But later it was discovered that the gap in strength between the two was getting wider and wider, and they could not catch up at all.
Once when Zhang Haoran asked him to call him senior brother, Fang Ping had other ideas and said that based on actual age, whoever had the older birthday would be the senior brother.
As a result, Zhang Haoran was three days older than him, which made Fang Ping very depressed. He was still able to catch up if he was not as strong as him. There was no way to change his age.
Because Fang Ping proposed it himself, he has always called him Senior Brother Zhang since then.
But that was two years ago. Fang Ping never cared about it. He didn’t expect it to be mentioned again today.
Wu Kuishan introduced Zhang Haoran to several new masters who had joined Mowu.
The three eighth-level masters are:
Huihong and Shang Guo Shengquan.
Zihou scholar is in charge of payment.
Xuanqing Taoist Aunt Mei Lingfeng.
There are also five seventh-grade masters, their names are: Fan Hua, Liang Yuqin, Liao Qingkui, Yue Zongli, and Gu Xiaoxu.
Among the eight grandmasters who came, only Mei Lingfeng and Liang Yuqin were female.
Zhang Haoran also met them one by one and started chatting.
Fang Ping saw Zhang Haoran chatting animatedly with several new masters.
So, he smiled and introduced to a few people: "My senior brother Zhang is not only powerful, he is also a rich man, and he is also very righteous.
I saw this martial arts building. ? Including the entire cultivation holy land, he funded the construction alone.
Just to cultivate the mineral veins under the Holy Land, hundreds of tons of energy stones were used. "
Guo Shengquan and the others were quite surprised when they heard this. When they saw this magnificent martial arts building before.
They felt that Mowu's financial resources were extraordinary, and this martial arts building was built It is taller than the one in Zhenxing City.
The energy inside is also very rich. Unexpectedly, there is a vein of minerals buried underneath, and it was all built with Zhang Haoran's personal funds.
Fang Ping was satisfied. Looking at everyone's shocked looks, he continued: "A few of you are here for the first time, so if you need anything, just tell Senior Brother Zhang.
Other magic weapons may not be guaranteed, but if each person has a magic weapon, it is still no problem.
You can tell us what weapons you use now so that we can prepare them for you. ”
This is the reason why Fang Ping insisted on dragging Zhang Haoran over, taking advantage of the fact that several new masters have entered the school to take advantage of him.
And in front of everyone , Zhang Haoran couldn't beat him. In order to maintain Mowu's image, he could only bleed obediently.
Fang Ping was very proud when he thought of this. He was not worried that Zhang Haoran couldn't take it out. He had done it before. Just asked.
After Zhang Haoran blackmailed the city lord of the cave, he killed several monsters, but he still hasn't dealt with them yet. Fang Ping has long been thinking about how to get them.
But Zhang Haoran has been in retreat, and Fang Ping cannot be disturbed. He felt that today was a good opportunity, so he spoke up.
When Guo Shengquan and other resurrected warriors heard this, they quickly shook their heads and refused.
There is no one who just comes and gets the magic weapon first without making any contribution.
Zhang Haoran glanced at Fang Ping lightly and said to several people: "Seniors, there is no need to refuse. You are all masters. Without magic weapons, it is difficult to exert your full combat power.
Now that you have joined Mowu, you have to participate in battles.
With the magic weapon in hand, you can kill more cave warriors.
However, I don’t have any ready-made magic weapons here. I can only provide materials for you to build them yourself.
Consider this a meeting gift from me to all of you seniors. ”
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