This is indeed the case.

Magic Martial Arts vs. Xishan Martial Arts University.

Jingwu vs. Donglin Wuda.

Nanwu vs. South China Technology.

The First Military Academy vs. East China Normal University.

Even Fu Chang and the Ding are too lazy to remember the rest.

After the lottery was over, Fu Changding took Fang Ping and others to step down, "Tomorrow, the fight against Xishan Wuda University, Qin Fengqing, I will give you a chance.

If you can't do a string of five, you'll say less slutty in the future.

Zhang Yu started in the second game, Chen Wenlong started in the third game, and Fang Ping started in the fourth game.

I didn't meet Jingwu, the First Military Academy and Nanwu, so I didn't go on stage.

Zhang Yu, please arrange the order of the game after the starter."

"good."

Zhang Yu had no objection, and Fu Changding would not play, and there was a finale in the square.

He knew very well Fang Ping's combat power, after all, he was an existence that could be blocked by the Demon City Underworld Cave, and many fifth-grade warriors have been killed.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll have something to do tomorrow, so I won't come."

Fu Changding really couldn't get interested. Beating Li Hansong and the others could also be a little exciting to beating the reincarnation of the Three Emperors.

When he hits other people, he stands and asks the other party to beat him. He is considered to be the other party's cowhide if he can hurt him.

.........

After leaving Jingwu, Fu Changding returned home.

He hasn't been home for a long time. His parents used to be busy all day, but now he is even busier than them.

Every time he has a record, my mother will kill her life, telling him not to be too lazy.

The father who had no status next to him was muttering there, saying that he should do what he should do, and that the children of the Fu family should do this.

Then at the end of the phone call, there is a farce in which a fourth-grade warrior beats a third-grade warrior.

"Old man."

Fu Changding shook a bottle of fruit wine soaked in energy fruit and found Mr. Fu who was practicing in seclusion.

After Mr. Fu ate more than a dozen sunflower fruits, his mental power broke through and directly reached the level of transformation.

Before this, his spiritual gate had been closed, only the last gate of life was left.

Therefore, the increase in mental power has greatly increased his gate sealing speed.

Now he is at the peak of the sixth grade.

With the spiritual power cultivation method, the integration of essence and blood is no longer a necessary process.

In addition to an invincible momentum, the most important thing is that the energy of qi and blood can be relied on the power of qi and blood to nourish the mental power.

Before the martial arts, the sixth-grade warrior broke through the master realm by relying on this extremely low-efficiency method.

"Hmph! I still know to come back! I thought I was going to take root in the magic weapon."

Fu Guosheng looked resentful, "After inquiring, you guys don't even have a girlfriend!"

"Which you understand is such a root of the descendants?"

Fu Changding was a little amused and threw a bottle of fruit wine to Fu Guosheng.

"High pressure, can I drink to drown my sorrow?"

Fu Guosheng took it and felt the rich energy rushing over his head. He couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Prodigal son!"

Such a good fruit is actually used to make wine!

I don't know that energy has been lost in the middle.

"It's almost the same."

Fu Changding also let out a sip.

I know too much and I feel stressed.

The old man broke through the Grandmaster realm and was about to be drawn to fight everywhere, which was also very entangled.

But my parents are weak and are in the investigation bureau, so don’t worry too much.

"Hey...you have changed."

Fu Guosheng felt a little sad, "You were not like this before. When you first entered martial arts, I was worried that you would become a reckless man.

Later, you had good grades, and I thought you might be a educated reckless man.

As a result, you have learned to think again now. Tsk... Old man, is my vision so bad?"

"Haha, you are indeed my dear grandpa!"

Fu Changding was speechless.

But thinking about it seems that this is true. He missed the days when he just came over and just wanted to earn negative energy every day.

"Okay, you don't have to think too much."

Fu Guosheng turned his head and looked at the blue sky outside the window, "To be honest, the sky has collapsed, and there is still a tall one who stands up.

Your strength is OK now, but it's OK.

There are masters above the sixth grade, and there are masters above the masters.

It’s not your turn to take this sky!

If you make progress quickly, then practice.

If there is a battle, then kill the enemy.

Wait until you are strong enough and have broad enough shoulders, then take some responsibility.

No matter how stressed you are at that time, you should bear it. I won’t say much, old man.

But now, it's too early!"

"It's early?"

Fu Changding carefully savored these two words and smiled after a long time.

It seems a bit too early.

He was only at the fifth level, but he actually started to think about how to solve the joint efforts of the two kings of the king's land of war and the underground cave.

There is also the Demon Emperor's backer, the union of the Demon Realm King Court and the Demon Plant King Court.

To go further, we must also think about how to expose the Divine Church in advance so as to save the earth from becoming the target of the three realms.

He thought too much and was too messy, which made it difficult for him to calm down for a while.

How to say it, this is the disadvantage that the prophets must bear.

"It seems a bit too early."

Fu Changding smiled, with relief.

He seems to be thinking too much.

This is the sky, and Lao Zhang is still standing by.

Lao Zhang couldn't stand it anymore, and he would secretly exert his efforts.

If it really doesn't work, he can also abdicate at the speed of light and let the square flat top up.

Things return to the original line, even if they win in the end, they will at least win.

What he was most worried about before was that his arrival not only did not bring good effects, but instead led to the complete failure of the earth in the end.

Turn tragedy into a great tragedy.

That would be funny.

He will become the trashy time traveler, no doubt.

However, this thought did not arise often, and was pressed deep in his heart by his narcissism.

He looked at Fang Ping's cowardly appearance as he was not as handsome as a hero, and always felt that if he was worse than Fang Ping, he would be the most tragic time traveler...

"Okay, then I won't bet much."

Fu Changding released the corpse of a seventh-grade warrior whose neck was twisted by an eight-grade corpse puppet, integrated some life essence and immortal substance to repair it, and handed it over to Mr. Fu.

Fu Guosheng is not very pretentious.

With a seventh-grade corpse puppet here, it's half a life more.

But he still complained about one, "Save the eighth-grade corpse puppet for yourself, and give it to grandpa seventh-grade corpse puppet, you are really filial!"
To be continued...