thenovelthief [124] Genius Is Just The Threshold For Meeting Me. After One Stick Of Incense, You Are Still Standin
[124] Genius Is Just The Threshold For Meeting Me. After One Stick Of Incense, You Are Still Standin
And Ba Hui's attack can directly hit the Swallowing Sky Python.
The Swallowing Sky Python is still attacking Ba Hui unknowingly.
In Wu Ping's line of sight, Ba Hui opens its blood-filled mouth big enough to swallow mountains.
Countless black dots gather, they are small insects of unknown species.
Suddenly spits out.
Rushing through the entire body of the Swallowing Sky Python.
The atmosphere in the field freezes for a moment.
Suddenly.
The body of the Swallowing Sky Python is covered in numerous small cracks and wounds.
Blood sprays out relentlessly.
A scream suddenly resounds!
The huge body falls from the sky.
Crashing heavily onto the ground.
Ba Hui has somehow coiled back onto Wu Ping.
Its head proudly raised on his shoulder.
Wu Ping stands up and collects the one thousand Ling Marrow he won.
Facing Li Fang, who has a face full of heartache and self-doubt, he says, "You should thank me now. If it weren't for my great mercy, your Swallowing Sky Python would have turned into nothingness just now."
"You're right, there is also a difference between divine species. Just like there is a difference between you and me."
"I was in a good mood today, but your tone annoys me. I don't want to know what kind of environment you grew up in, or what grudges you have with Lin Wanli or Punishment Peak."
"You could have gone to find them, but you chose to talk to me here with your roundabout words. So now that the divine species battle is over, it's our turn."
Li Fang slightly retrieves the Swallowing Sky Python.
He stands up and takes off his coat, his expression somewhat indifferent. "Do you always talk this much?"
Wu Ping shakes his head. "No, no, no. It's just because we're not enemies. I just simply don't like you. If you were an enemy, you would already be dead."
A clang sound.
The venomous pincers of the Heavenly Spider Poison on Wu Ping's left hand retract the two spikes on his fingertips.
Wu Ping opens his hand, his tone gentle but shocking everyone with his words. "I won't take advantage of you either. Empty-handed, weapons, martial arts, hand-to-hand combat, you choose."
"You are the most arrogant person I have ever met!!!"
"Perhaps you think you're a genius, but in this world, geniuses are never in short supply!"
"You are a guest, there should be no life or death between us, let's fight empty-handed."
Li Fangjing stared at Wu Ping's face and said.
Wu Ping laughed, "Alright, I admire your courage."
"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn (five minutes), if you can still stand, I will return a thousand spiritual essences to you."
"It's not that outrageous, does he think our Southern Mountain Twelve Caves' physical cultivation method is derived from bathing in the blood of divine beings!?"
"Even a fleshly strong Buddha cultivator at level 857 wouldn't dare say such things in front of us!"
"To be able to come to our Southern Mountain Twelve Caves as a disciple is enough to show that Wu Ping is quite a genius. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been brought along. But how many of us here are not going to the tournament?"
"Even geniuses have different levels."
"Senior Brother Li Fang is a genius among geniuses. He's only twenty-eight years old and already at the fourth level of Dragon Transformation. How old is Wu Ping? Who knows."
Li Tong said from the side, "Brother Wu Ping is turning fifteen in two months!"
Everyone: ........
The elders who were spectating and enjoying the show:
"Hey, wait, fifteen years old? How can you be so arrogant!?"
"Ouyang Zhongmo, how can your disciple be so arrogant? Even more arrogant than me."
Ouyang Zhongmo remained calm, "You don't understand. You'll know when you reach my age."
"Do you want me to die in reverse?"
On the arena.
Li Fangjing was already furious at Wu Ping's words, especially when he heard that Wu Ping was almost fifteen years old.
His anger reached its peak.
"Then let's settle it with our hands!"
With the power of his formidable physical body, he directly shattered the hard ground.
He extended his palm, aiming directly for Wu Ping's face.
There is some skill involved, but not much.
Wu Ping stomped down, and the ground cracked open from under his feet, creating a bottomless fissure.
In a battle between experts, the outcome can often be seen in just a few moves.
Li Fang leaped high into the air.
He dodged this force.
Feeling shocked, with just this kick, he compared his physical strength to his own.
Although he could also do it, he would definitely not be as relaxed and casual as Wu Ping.
"My physical strength is inferior to yours, but in hand-to-hand combat, how can you defeat me? Mountain Treading!!!"
Coming down from above.
"Such a crude technique, is it worthy of being called hand-to-hand combat? Let me show you the pinnacle of skill."
His hands turned into claws, pushing the clouds and clearing the mist.
A leg technique carrying immense power descended from above.
Wu Ping supported himself, using the Cloud-style Black Dragon Probing the Forest, extending a claw and directly pinching and pulling.
The other hand followed suit, moving upwards.
The speed was unbelievably fast.
Moreover, the hand that held the leg erupted with a terrifying force that Li Fang couldn't resist.
The Moon Scooping Dragon Claw removed the helmet.
Directly locking and pinching Li Fang's Fengfu acupoint at the back of his head.
Wu Ping lifted him up with one arm.
And pressed him down fiercely with his face towards the ground.
!!!!
Defeated in an instant.
And he lost so decisively.
There were hardly any people who could see the changes in their moves clearly.
Wu Ping let go of his hand.
Li Fang slowly turned over, his face already in a sorry state.
Moreover, in the few moves just now, he only realized after crashing into the ground of the arena that if Wu Ping hadn't held back.
He would have died many times over.
This is also thanks to the fact that they are not enemies.
It was just a quarrel.
And his extraordinary fighting skills were completely annihilated.
Compared to the few moves Wu Ping displayed, it was as ridiculous as a three-year-old child showing off their ability to walk in front of adults.
"What is the technique you used?"
He lay in the broken rubble, looking up at the sky with lifeless eyes and asked.
"Dragon Claw Hand," Wu Ping replied casually.
Li Fang sat up and took out a pill from his pocket, throwing it into his mouth.
"You are a true genius. I may not be as good as you, but I am also a genius. I will catch up to you."
Wu Ping turned around and said, "Genius?"
"Genius is just the threshold for me."
"In my hometown, people like me are called losers. They are often punished before they even reach the top because they are afraid, because they upset the balance."
"Remember, the scars on your face were left by me, and they will be your pride in the future."
After saying this, Wu Ping walked away without looking back.
"Wu Ping is amazing!!" Li Tong happily caught up with Wu Ping's footsteps.
After he left, the crowd instantly erupted into a storm of discussion.
"He lost? How is that possible? Li Senior Brother has been bathed in the blood of gods since he was a child!!!"
"Why did he lose so decisively? How powerful is Wu Ping's physical body?"
"At fifteen years old, reaching the fifth level of the Dragon Gate is already a genius among geniuses, and now his physical body is so terrifying."
"Are all the people from the Seven Blood Sect such monsters?"
"It's impossible. I have dealt with people from the Seven Blood Sect before, and they usually don't cultivate their physical bodies like this."
"Is genius just the threshold for him? Why does this sentence sound so inspiring to me?"
"Isn't what they said correct? Look at us, do you think we have a chance to fight against Wu Ping?"
On the stage.
Li Fang sat on the ground, pondering over Wu Ping's words.
Genius is just the threshold to see him.
If I'm not a genius, I won't even have the opportunity to see him, let alone compete with others.
He touched the scar on his face that had not yet healed.
I lost, but this is my pride...
In the courtyard.
Ouyang Zhongmo laughed loudly, "Hahaha..."
Li Zhong's face turned dark, "Your laughter is bothering my eyes. Do you want to taste my fist?"
"Old poison, your granddaughter likes my disciple, your grandson. My disciple defeated your grandson, hahaha. Come on, hit me, hit me. I'm itching for a fight. Hahaha, hitting me won't change these facts."
"In the future, you will be shorter than me."
"What's the use of high cultivation? I didn't tell you before because I was afraid you wouldn't believe it. Does the Diamond Sect know?"
"Their living Buddhas like to reincarnate and cultivate again. My disciple has killed four of the ten reincarnated spirit children of the current Diamond Sect. He also killed the Dalai Lama. No matter how talented and powerful your grandson is, can he surpass these old monsters who have reincarnated and become spirit children?"
"Moreover, my disciple killed the Dalai Lama with his cultivation at the ninth level of the Spirit Palace. Whether it's unarmed combat or weapon fighting, no matter how your grandson chooses, my disciple can easily crush him!"
"Hey, I'm arrogant today. I can't beat you, but my disciple can beat your grandson."
"Let me tell you, even if your grandson chooses weapon fighting, he will still be able to witness a grand scene. When my disciple punches the spirit child of the Dalai Lama so hard that it can't be dug out of the mountain, you didn't see it. That's a golden body, haha, unarmed combat is no good, tears are going to come out from laughing so hard."
Li Zhong's face grew darker.
He really wanted to give this old man a beating.
But seeing his smug look, maybe he would be even happier if he hit him.
Because he was getting angry out of embarrassment.
But it wasn't over yet.
It was time to show off his disciple. Finally, he had the opportunity.
Ouyang Zhongmo might give up his demonic cultivation.
He stretched out his hands and opened two scrolls, "Take a look, see how my disciple praises me as his master."
"A new bamboo surpasses the old branches, all thanks to the support of the old trunk."
Another elder next to him recited, "Silver hair reflects the sun and moon, passionate heart and hot blood nurture new flowers.
"Listen, everyone listen, how pleasant and noble it sounds. I can't defeat you, but hey, my disciple can defeat your grandson. Your granddaughter also likes my disciple. If you dare to hit me again, I'll let Wu Ping beat your grandson."
"I'll deceive your grandson away from you, leaving you as a lonely old man. Hahaha."
As they were speaking,
Ouyang Zhongmo was extremely happy. After so many years, he finally gained recognition in front of Li Zhong. He happily bounced around, holding two scrolls with poems written on them.
If Wu Ping were here, he would surely be familiar with them.
Isn't this what Zeng Xiaoxian used to jump around with, holding these two rolls of toilet paper?
It's so eye-catching!!!
Perhaps the scene described by Ouyang Zhongmo was too stimulating for Li Zhong.
Or maybe his 'dance moves' were too spicy for Li Zhong.
The old man shouted loudly,
"Ah!!!!! Ouyang Zhongmo!! You're dead!!! You're dead!!!!"
"Don't hold me back, I want to kill him!!"
The people around quickly held him back.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Zhongmo also became angry. He stepped on a stool and stretched his neck, gesturing with his hand as if chopping off his head.
"Oh, come on, you have such great skills. Today, I'll offer my head to you as a sacrifice, just to liven things up for everyone. Come and kill me, and twenty years later, I'll come back and mock you just the same. Hurry up, chop here, chop here."
"This infuriates me, this infuriates me!!!"
The farce continued.
Wu Ping and Li Tong arrived at the market in Nanshan Twelve Caves.
Having won the money, they naturally had to fulfill their promise.
Eat, eat whatever you want, he'll pay for everything.
However, what Li Tong ate was a bit strange.
Various kinds of insects.
But when Wu Ping tasted them, they were delicious! They were really delicious!
The two of them devoured the food as if they were starving ghosts.
A meal.
Stuffed belly, round and plump.
A table after another was eaten.
Until by the stream in the evening.
Li Tong lay on the hammock between two trees after releasing the little boat folded by Wu Ping, watching the boat drift away with the stream. "Looking up with two unresponsive big eyes, watching Wu Ping lying on the tree, drinking."
"Wu Ping gege, is it true that if you write a wish on a little boat and let it drift away with the stream, it will come true?"
Petals scattered, like a shower of flowers, breathtakingly beautiful.
The young man between the trees exuded a fragrant and mellow wine aroma: "Of course it's true, when have I ever lied to you."
"Come, look up at the sky."
The girl looked up.
Wu Ping opened his arms to the sky.
Closing and opening.
The sound of explosions filled the sky.
Colorful lights bloomed in the air.
"These are fireworks, beautiful, right?"
"So beautiful, Wu Ping gege taught me, I want to learn too."
"Hahaha, I won't teach you, if I teach you, the apprentice will starve the master."
"Wu Ping gege, you're so stingy."
Li Tong lay on the hammock, although she complained about Wu Ping being stingy, her eyes had long fallen on Wu Ping through the petals.
He filled her vision.
"Let me tell you something interesting, in our hometown, there's a romantic legend. When a shooting star crosses the sky, close your eyes and make a wish, and no matter what wish you make, it will come true in the future."
Li Tong sat up.
She poked her head out, like a flower fairy quietly appearing among the flowers, reaching out her small body, shyly admiring the beautiful moonlight.
"But there are no shooting stars in the sky."
Her tone was somewhat discouraged.
"Who said there isn't any? I just saw it, take another look."
The girl really believed it.
Wu Ping quietly activated his spiritual power and unleashed the Hellfire of the Fire Demon at the maximum distance his spiritual power could reach.
Hundreds of columns of flames streaked across the sky, creating a meteor shower.
Wu Ping excitedly said, "Quick, quick, Tong Tong, make a wish. With so many shooting stars, you can make at least three wishes."
"While making, while making, don't rush me, Brother Wu Ping."
Li Tong closed her eyes and silently made her wishes in her heart.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and said, "I made my wishes!"
"What did Tong Tong wish for?"
"I'm not telling you. I'm serious about listening to Brother Wu Ping and made three wishes."
"Forget it, don't tell me."
"I can tell Brother Wu Ping what my third wish is."
Wu Ping leaned in and asked, "What is it?"
Li Tong's eyes gleamed mischievously, her eyes forming crescents. "My third wish is to make another wish."
"Wow, you've found a bug in the system. What suits you best shouldn't be shooting stars, but Aladdin's magic lamp."
Although she didn't understand and didn't know what Aladdin's magic lamp was, she still counted on her fingers and said, "Then I can make wishes every day. Today, I wish Brother Wu Ping to be happy and joyful tomorrow."
"Make the wish tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, Brother Wu Ping can be happy and joyful."
Wu Ping didn't understand, "Then why can't I wish to be happy and joyful every day?"
"If I make that wish, Tong Tong won't be important anymore. Only I can make wishes every day. Brother Wu Ping will only think of me when he's happy and joyful, and remember that it was Tong Tong who made the wish. If one day he's not happy and joyful, it means Tong Tong didn't make a wish."
Dear readers who think this is not bad, please give a free monthly ticket or flowers. The author has never said that there is no female lead in this book. It's just that if every girl who sees the male lead likes and falls in love with him, I would find it strange. The process is also important, just like falling in love. Why do you have to have a reason to like someone? But this kind of length won't be long, it's just a seasoning for the fighting scenes. Only with a fierce heart can you smell the roses...