Chapter 136 Tell Me, Who Is the One Who Is Eating Garlic in the Imperial College?

Fu Qing was as fast as ever, and the long sword in his hand was also extremely powerful!

Qin Wufeng had a headache. In his impression, Fu Qing's strength was slightly above his.

He was so annoyed by Fu Qing's squeeze that he attacked angrily!

But he didn't expect Fu Qing to not bring the Zhantian Sword with him!

Qin Wufeng had a new idea. With the magic sword Qiushui in his hand, he would definitely have the upper hand against Fu Qing who didn't have Xiantian in his hand!

Not to mention killing Fu Qing, at least it would be great to seriously injure him.

The fact was just as he expected. In the early stage, with the advantage of weapons, he did suppress Fu Qing and made him retreat step by step. I believe it won't take long before he can cause scars on Fu Qing.

But he didn't expect Fu Qing to get Yuan Kuang's good sword and suddenly become so fierce!

Qin Wufeng still underestimated the gap between the two in the past ten years.

He has a gold physique, which is extremely sharp. He is born to be a good material for sword practice! Facts have proved that he has indeed achieved remarkable achievements in kendo.

But Fu Qing has an earth attribute constitution, which is strong and heavy. It stands to reason that he is at a disadvantage in terms of speed, but he never thought that he is faster than him!

While dodging and swerving, he can actually arrive first and always launch an attack on him first!

"Dang——" There is another sound of metal clashing.

The two bounced away at the touch.

Fu Qing suddenly appeared at the landing point of Qin Wufeng again, and slashed again: "Cut! Chop! Chop!"

Qin Wufeng was tired of resisting and wanted to distance himself, but Fu Qing stuck to him like a maggot attached to his bones, and he had no chance.

He was miserable when Fu Qing looked at him!

Especially when Fu Qing held the knife with both hands, the power was so great that it made his palm numb!

And the muttering on his lips: "Cut, chop, chop! Big brother, chop Li to death!"

It made Qin Wufeng's scalp numb.

The fight between the two did not look like a duel at the level of martial emperors at all!

Except for the ability to dodge and swerve in the air, it was no different from a street fight by a gangster.

"Come on! Weren't you awesome just now? Do you want to kill me?" Fu Qing's eyes were red, and he looked crazy!

Zhan Tian Sword Technique is such a crazy sword technique. Its strength lies in its ability to force the opponent to follow its own attack rhythm.

No matter how exquisite your moves are, if you fight me, we will chop each other! Either you chop me to death or I chop you to death!

Back then, Fu Qing had already reached the peak of the Martial King level and fought against the abbot of Jinshan Temple who was a first-grade Martial Emperor. It was because of the rogue characteristics of Zhan Tian Sword Technique!

Qin Wufeng's strength was originally below his, so how could he be his opponent?

After a while, Qin Wufeng fell into an absolute disadvantage, and many parts of his body were cut by the broken sword light, leaving blood marks!

"Huh? Hit me? Tell me! Who is the boss in the Imperial College?" Fu Qing fought harder and harder, and each sword was stronger than the other!

"Tell me! Who is the boss in Zhongzhou?"

Mo Qingkuang and others who were transferred to the top of the mountain by Fu Qing were dumbfounded by this scene.

Is this really a battle at the level of Martial Emperor?

"That... I didn't expect that Principal Fu would fight so, well, bravely." Mo Qingkuang thought for a long time before coming up with a barely applicable adjective.

How can Fu Qing be a Martial Emperor? He is clearly the leader of a street fight!

Who has the final say in the Imperial College? Who has the final say in Zhongzhou? The entire Tianxuan Empire is ruled by the Empress!

How could such a person be the principal of the highest institution of learning in the Tianxuan Empire?

Chen Kong turned his head away, looking like he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Han Yan'er couldn't help laughing and said, "Principal Fu practices Zhantian Sword Technique! The essence of this sword technique is to attack like a storm, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe, and suppressing them from beginning to end."

Mo Qingkuang nodded, and asked with some doubts, "Well, what does flattery snoring mean?"

Hearing this, Han Yan'er shook her head, "I don't know, Principal Fu always likes to say this..."

Mo Qingkuang scratched his head. He liked Fu Qing's personality very much. Back then, he was the leader of all the ruffians in Tiannan City!

Now he thinks that Principal Fu has this style!

Especially this flattery snoring, he recited it very smoothly, as if his whole body was full of violent power.

After pondering for a while, he really couldn't help it, and asked Chen Kong, "Brother Chen, what does the principal's flattery snoring mean?"

Hearing Mo Qingkuang's question, Chen Kong's expressionless face changed a little, like shame, and like something else.

He coughed twice in embarrassment: "Ahem... This should be some curse word. I heard that it is the dialect of the teacher's hometown."

Mo Qingkuang nodded in understanding. Fu Qing was not from Kyoto. It was said that he came from a small town in the southern part of Zhongzhou.

It seemed to be called Louxuan City.

"So that's the case. Just for this inspiring sentence, I must go to Louxuan City if I have the chance in the future!"

Listening to Mo Qingkuang's muttering, Chen Kong knew that Mo Qingkuang was also poisoned by his teacher!

At this moment, he really wanted to say to Mo Qingkuang: "Junior brother, let's change teachers!"

At first, he also had the admiration and worship of the first person of Tianxuan's golden generation, and insisted on worshipping Fu Qing as his teacher, rejecting Zheng Tao's kindness.

How could he know that his master was such a weird thing?

If time could go back, Chen Kong believed that he would never reject Zheng Tao's olive branch again!

Looking at the sky again, Fu Qing has already occupied an absolute advantage!

The constantly bursting blade light cut Qin Wufeng's white shirt into strips, revealing countless deep bloodstains that could be seen through the bones!

The meticulously trimmed beard on his jaw was also cut into strange shapes, and there were many cracks on his face.

"Cut, cut, cut!" Fu Qing's cuts were as fast as a knife, and each cut was as fierce as a knife!

As if with stickiness, Qin Wufeng could not block it or dodge it!

His hands were already trembling from Fu Qing's cuts, completely numb, and he could hardly hold the Autumn Water Sword!

Although the countless wounds on his body were not fatal, they were also consuming his physical strength at all times!

Qin Wufeng regretted it a little. This is a lunatic! Why the hell did I provoke him!

Now he has bitten me. If the stalemate continues like this! Maybe he will be chopped to death here by Fu Qing today!

Just as he was preparing to cut off his arm and use a very costly secret technique to escape, something strange happened!

Seeing that the defeat was certain, Fu Qing's offensive was continuous and extremely violent!

The knife broke!

The two fought for only a short while, but the knife and sword had experienced thousands of contacts!

Although Yuan Kuang's knife was good, it was not as good as the magic weapon after all. Even with Fu Qing's true energy blessing, it had reached its limit!

With a clang, the blade really broke!

Fu Qing held the remaining knife handle with both hands, and stared at Qin Wufeng in the air!

For a moment, the air seemed to stagnate.

In the end, it was the old rogue Fu Qing who reacted faster. He kicked Qin Wufeng in the stomach with a volley kick, kicking him hard into the ground!