Chapter 812: Protector

With a sign, the voice of the opposite sentence was locked, and the force of courage burst out.
Lu Ping's style of doing things directly without saying anything, caught countless veterans in the world. The one standing in front of the street, looking like a teenager, didn't show any alarm at the sudden attack. He raised his hands and seemed to have some means to resist, but the turbulent force of the spirit had swallowed it instantly, and the teenager disappeared.
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Lu Ping's eyes moved slightly. The moment the young man's figure was engulfed by the power of the soul, he sensed some changes. The boy in front of him was not a real person, but a fake body condensed by the power of the soul. At this time, the flowing sound of the power of the soul re-started, and another prosthesis gathered again in front of Lu Ping's eyes.
"Hehehehe." There was a fearless laugh from the prosthesis. Luping did not shoot this time. He stared at the prosthesis and listened to the powerful voice of his body. He soon noticed a thread pulling it .
This line is naturally condensed by the force of the soul, invisible, untouchable, and constantly cut. Ordinary cultivators are afraid that it is difficult to perceive its existence, but in Lu Ping's ears, the voice of the force flowing along this line has become more and more clear.
Perception climbed this silk thread, as if going up against the current, chasing towards the source of this courageous force.
When the laughter stopped, Lu Ping's perception had reached the end of the thread, and he immediately punched.
This punch also uses an ability, but this ability is lower level than the cracking sky row cloud, only one level, and there is no such majestic name, even for a long time, it has no first name.
Because this power is too simple, in fact, it is a simple outsourcing. It's just that it can't be displayed until it passes through the environment. The power of perception is not as strong as this condensed strength. However, it is only a little more than the distance of two or three punches. This level can be achieved by the pressure of those who are more than two souls through the force, so the existence of this power is almost nothing. Meaningless, even the name is not worthy of possession. It wasn't until the advent of "A Brief History of the Soul" that it was given a name called "temporary fist", which probably meant "a fist was temporarily there", and it was quite casual.
Such powers will not be valued by anyone, and it is even less likely to appear in the battle of high-end cultivators. What Lu Ping blasts out is such a "temporary punch", and there are still some flawed "temporary punches".
After all, this power is still required. What is needed is the spirit of power, and Lu Ping's other five spirits can't be pure and free of impurities except Ming Ming's spirit.
Fortunately, "temporary fist" is simple enough to be reluctant to perform without being pure. It's just that the rest of the forces that are mixed in will squeeze the existence of the force of the force, and after the punch, the force of the spirit will dissipate, which is equivalent to weakening the power of this punch.
The "temporary punch" that was able to hit a distance of two punches was reluctantly displayed, which probably only left the distance of one punch, and the lethality would also be reduced by half.
Even if Lu Ping's state is transcendent, and half of the effect and power are still very killing, but the use of half the effort is not worth it. After seeing the effect of Lu Ping's use of temporary fist, Chu Min has actually not recommended him to master this difference can. It's just that Lu Ping thinks this power might be helpful to him.
After using a small part of "Driving the Sound" to change the rhythm to find a way to simply control the soul of the Ming, Lu Ping has been looking for a method that can help him master the other forces. "Temporary fist" may seem to him to be a method to help him master the spirit, so he took note of this ability and has been groping when he has time during this time. If Chu Min is here, it can be seen that Lu Ping's "temporary fist" is now different from what she saw first. Today, Lu Ping's "temporary punch" has a much larger proportion.
The greater the proportion of the soul of power, the greater the power of "temporary fist". Although it will still be regarded as a useless method, any power displayed from Lu Ping's hands will always change dramatically.
The ordinary "temporary punch" is the strongest, but it also hits a distance of three punches.
Lu Ping's "temporary fist" has been unable to be measured by such units as "a few fists", and tens of meters have exploded.
Ordinary "temporary fist", after the distance of three fists, the spirit of power spreads completely, even if it hits the person, it is like a tickle.
Lu Ping's "temporary fist", the spirit of power has spread after a few tens of meters, but the spread of the power is still very powerful. Obviously these tens of meters are not the limit of Lu Ping's "temporary fist", it still maintains With lethality.
But its killing area is already as big as a wall. And this "temporary punch" just hit a wall.
The wall collapsed, but failed to completely prevent the power of this punch. A figure emerged from the clamor that was lifted. When he landed, he was gray-faced and staggering. He seemed to have fallen apart, and he was not standing steadily, but it was exactly the appearance of the boy who had stopped before. As for the prosthesis, it disappeared because of loss of control.
The teenager stared at Lu Ping, his face full of terror. Without waiting for Lu Ping to make another blow, those forces hiding in the houses on the left and right of the street have already moved, and the figures popped out one by one. Some broke the door, some broke the wall, the momentum was a bit amazing, but they could see their eagerness.
Lu Ping glanced and found that all the people in this circle were not too old, and their realm was even different from their previous encounters. Not very strong, but very weak. The strongest of the ten or so people turned out to be only three three-penetration. The rest were mainly two-penetration, with two single-penetration.
With such a lineup and being just head-on, Lu Ping hasn't encountered it for a long time. Although he didn't move, he was surprised.
"Who are you?" It's rare that Lu Ping asked. He really doubted whether there was any misunderstanding. Even if the other side just faced up, he shouted to him, "Just catch it."
"Guoguo College!" Ten people stared at Lu Ping, saying one word at a time. Even the one who had been wounded under his "temporary fist" before, now his face faded and his fear was full of pride.
In the Xuanjun Empire, they really deserve this pride.
On the lintel of the main entrance of the main building of Huguo College, you can see at a glance the four large characters of "the beam of the country" written by the first generation of Emperor Xuan Huang. Since its establishment, Huguo College has been tasked with delivering talents for the Xuanjun Empire. After so many years, there are indeed a few people who have stepped out of the Xuanjun Empire and become the pillars of the Xuanjun Empire. They have become a major faction among the forces of the Xuan Army, and even many children of the family have the label of the Academy of Nursing. Many people came from the School of Nursing and entered the four colleges for further study, and this is far more advanced than the School of Nursing, which can not wash away the pride and determination of serving the country.
The Chinese-style education of the National Guardian College not only cultivates students' achievements in cultivation, but also pays more attention to training their loyalty and dedication.
The roads among them are not well understood. However, he was always aware of the National Guardian Academy. When he first entered the Beidou College, some people at the National Guardian College began to target him, and he had made him suffer a lot. For these people, Lu Ping will not make them happy. Outside the living room of Yaoguang Summit that day, under Ruan Qingzhu's eyelids, he met Liu Wu who was tossing him. On the spot, it was a beating. If there were no restrictions on direct killing in the college, the kill would be killed.
But this is the kind of person who made Lu Ping deliberately seek revenge. At present, Lu Ping has not done such a move. It is not that he does not care about it, but he is always busy, and does not take the time to do it.
Gentlemen revenge, not too late in ten years. Lu Ping had never heard this, but his performance seemed to understand the spirit of the sentence very well. In fact, Lu Ping didn't pay special attention to this kind of thing. After all, most of the time, he was reported on the spot.
The proud and unknowable teenagers of the National Guardian College in front of him are not a hatred to Lu Ping, but they make him feel more serious than a hatred. These people are obstacles, hindering him from saving Su Tang. When he heard the identity of Huguo College, Lu Ping knew that there was no misunderstanding.
So he "oh" uttered.
These ignorant teenagers were dissatisfied when they heard this plain "Oh".
Seeing them in such a big situation, I was not afraid at all, but it was just such a simple "oh"?
"Do you think it's amazing to punch a few tens of meters?" One sneered.
"I'm afraid you might not dare to say that. Now there are three attacks aimed at you from thousands of kilometers away, and you can take off your head at any time." Another said.
"Zizheng!" One of them shouted, seeming to think that this young man called Zizheng was too much.
"Haha, what are you afraid of, look at what this country gangster looks like." Zhang Yang, a teenager called Zizheng, laughs ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Sadly, the teenagers of the National Guardian College, their information channels are not enough to know the In fact, even Lu Ping had just swept the information of the School Supervisory Committee, and at this time it had been sent to the major departments and departments, but it would not inform several school teenagers.
They just heard the warning of martial law in the whole city and knew that there were bold intruders, so they rushed out of the college excitedly. They did not worry at all that the intruder's state was higher than theirs. Even in their estimation, how could anyone who dared to do such a thing be coherent? They are still not afraid, just because of their arrangement, and the three killer tools that are thousands of kilometers away in their view are strong enough, and they are more than enough to pass through the four spirits.
If the opponent is stronger in this way, wouldn't it be more attractive and fun? They laughed, thinking of it as a game. Thinking about how the big men would praise them after taking the intruder, thinking about the four words on the main building of the National Guardian College, they have since become true to them.
They want to be heroes, but they don't know what kind of existence they face. They didn't know how much chatter they had said so many times, but they could still stand still, how rare it was when confronting Lu Ping.
Lu Ping didn't shoot as soon as he heard the voice, because this time his opponent was really not nervous.
He was just a little annoyed. If even such cats and dogs become an obstacle to wasting his time, when will he be able to save Su Tang?
Moreover, protecting that place in Congress should be extremely simple, and perhaps one should not waste too much power.
Lu Ping was thinking about whether to adjust next. He didn't care about the people in front of him. What the people in front of him said, he didn't care about listening.
Until he figured out what to do.
"Hey, kid!" Someone shouted.
So he shot.
One fell.