Chapter 444: Defeat Me (asking for monthly votes)

I saw red energy gushing out from behind Pinghan's armor. He accelerated and tore through the atmosphere, appearing in front of Zhang Yu.

A formless cloud energy spread all over Zhang Yu's body, and his entire figure was suddenly wrapped in clouds and mist.

Bang! Zhang Yu parried and felt a terrifying force being thrown by the opponent's punch, which knocked him out.

"I prepared that magic weapon for the military certificate exam in order to improve my construction ability."

The original Ping Han had the bonus of the Dharma Skeleton, and his strength was already extraordinary.

At this moment, he used his Dharma skeleton to push the armor, and used the armor to strengthen his Dharma skeleton and physical body. His strength suddenly increased dramatically, and he shot out like a meteor, blasting Zhang Yu away again and again.

"In the exam, they said my kill count was not good enough."

With a loud bang, Zhang Yu's feet plowed hundreds of meters of traces on the ground. When he looked up, he saw Ping Han punching him again.

"Okay, since we want to compare our combat prowess, I'll change into some actual combat gear. What else can you use to fight me now?"

Amidst loud bangs, Ping Han turned into a black lightning, tearing through the air again and again and attacking Zhang Yu.

"I have the perseverance and courage to go bankrupt time and time again, the vision and wisdom to see through the cryptocurrency market, the indomitable heart of Taoism that has been tempered over the years, and the luck of the great rise of Qiongjiang Coin this time!"

"You don't have my accumulation, nor the courage to speculate in cryptocurrencies, nor the wisdom to see the secret of the rise of Qiongjiang Coin! How can you compare with me?"

With the help of Tianyuan Armor, he could continuously gush out strong energy all over his body and inhale and exhale air, improving Pinghan's speed in all directions.

At the same time, the energy emitted by the armor kept changing color, presenting nine colors of energy. Each one represented a different form of damage, such as high temperature, low temperature, electromagnetic, cutting, shock, etc.

Pinghan's spine, legs, and hands each powered him up with level 20 practical martial arts, allowing him to fully unleash his combat power at the moment.

Boom! Another collision of Qi, the Wuxiang Yunqi all over Zhang Yu's body suddenly dissipated, revealing his true body under the clouds, a human figure wrapped in golden armor.

"Zhang Yu! I am richer than you, better at making money than you, and have more potential to become an immortal than you!"

"Whether it's construction or combat, I am more capable and I can always be superior to you by simply changing my fighting style!"

Ping Han shouted: "Why don't you admit defeat?!"

At the same time, words projected by countless audiences appeared above the stadium, as if countless people were calling out to Zhang Yu.

Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Get down on your knees! Surrender!

As if carrying the will of countless people, Ping Han punched the golden armor hard, tearing the human figure in front of him into pieces.

…

In the spiritual world surrounding the stadium, Ye Xingli also sent down a projection, specifically to watch the duel between Zhang Yu and Ping Han.

Ye Xingli was also very curious about the strength of Zhang Yu, who was highly regarded by his master.

"Ping Han's current strength is not weak. He should have reached the peak level below military-level strength."

Ye Xingli thought to himself, "Zhang Yu just got his military certificate not long ago, so he probably hasn't mastered the military-grade skills yet."

"The two sides in this battle are at the same level, which should also show Zhang Yu's background."

Just as Ye Xingli was thinking this, another projection appeared beside her.

"Xingli, you're here too?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Xingli turned around and looked at the emerging projection with a smile on his face: "Senior Qianji."

The projection of a metallic-colored mechanical man in front of him is none other than Yan Qianji, who is the best in the weapon refining department and has mastered many military-grade powers.

At the same time, he is also a direct disciple of the God of Transformation.

Yan Qianji, who appeared in the spirit world as a mechanical man, looked in the direction of Zhang Yu and Ping Han and said in surprise, "Huh?"

Watching Zhang Yu withstand Ping Han's attacks time and time again, Yan Qianji said, "He is indeed a good material and a beautiful jade."

He asked curiously, "In the case of Zhang Yu, who is a pure flesh body, he either wants to make a customized Dharma body or he wants to sell his flesh. Which one is he?"

The image of Zhang Yu practicing the weapon refining technique flashed through Ye Xingli's mind, but she did not intend to reveal it. She just casually said, "I don't know much about this either."

Yan Qianji touched his chin and said, "This is a top-notch treasure. I really want to try out the effect of putting it on my body."

"If there's anything on him that you don't need, tell me and I'll buy it for a high price."

Ye Xingli nodded, and then asked: "Senior, aren't you busy participating in the update project of Tianri Huangshen? How did you think of watching this competition?"

Ye Xingli knew that as a military-grade Dharmakaya of the weapon refining department, Tianrihuangshen was continuously updated every year and constantly iterated new immortal technologies. This was the only way to maintain a military-grade evaluation in the Taoist canon catalog of the ten major sects.

Of course, any design of a Dharma Skeleton based on its original framework will eventually reach its limit, so the Refining Department is constantly developing newer and more powerful Dharma Skeletons.

Hearing Ye Xingli's question, Yan Qianji explained: "This competition is not just about Zhang Yu and Ping Han, or the Civil Engineering Department itself."

"After all, someone in the Finance Department hyped up this game."

"Finance Department?" Ye Xingli asked in surprise, "Are they hyping up Qiongjiang Coin?"

Yan Qianji snorted coldly and said, "What can't these blood-sucking zombies from the Finance Department do?"

"As long as they can earn spiritual coins, it doesn't matter if they unite with external forces or sell out the interests of the school. Any hesitation shows that their moral integrity is flawed."

In addition to interests, Yan Qianji also understands that this is also an extension of the struggle among the school's upper echelons.

Yan Qianji thought to himself, "Although Zhang Yu is a student of the Civil Engineering Department, he was selected by Master Qiyun in the military examination. If Ping Han beats Zhang Yu in a flash, whose face will this be?"

Yan Qianji understood that even if Zhang Yu lost, the military certificate would never be transferred to Ping Han. This involved the procedures and authority of the school and even the Heavenly Court.

But in the eyes of the school's top brass, especially the three principals who had attained the state of being a spirit of enlightenment, it was inevitable that Master Qiyun would be seen as someone who was unable to judge people and was not reliable in his work.

For the top executives of Wanfa University, sometimes an impression can determine the success or failure of many things.

Just as Yan Qianji was speaking, a projection of the spiritual world with a golden light emerged.

An old voice followed: "Brother Qianji, you have a deep misunderstanding of our Finance Department. How could we be the kind of people who would sell out the interests of the school for spirit coins?"

"This time the Qiongjiang Coin has risen sharply. We are going to take the students of Wanfa University to go outside the school and harvest the money of Hehuan University together."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingli turned around and saw a figure in a golden robe. He looked very old, with every strand of his skin revealing an image of extreme aging. The projection appeared in front of them.

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Ye Xingli recited the other person's name in his mind: "Jiu Tianliu, another disciple who has reached the God Transformation stage."

Ye Xingli knew that Jiu Tianliu in the real material world did not look like this old man, and the old appearance in front of him was just the other party's spiritual image.

After all, the older you are, the higher the cost of prolonging your life. Being old enough, to a point that ordinary people cannot reach, to a point beyond the limits of the body, is a privilege and image of the rich. Poor people cannot live that old.

Jiu Tianliu looked at the competition field with a smile on his face and said, "I never thought that this junior Zhang Yu would actually dissuade everyone from investing in Qiongjiang Coins. Sigh... if he loses this time, I'm afraid the juniors' enthusiasm for investment will be even higher."

Yan Qianji said calmly: "Zhang Yu may not lose."

Jiu Tianliu looked at the figure who was completely suppressed in the field and finally blown up by Ping Han's punch, and said lightly: "Really?"

"I wonder if Brother Qianji is interested in taking a gamble?"

Yan Qianji said coldly: "I don't gamble."

…

At the same time, as Ping Han delivered his last punch with all his strength, the figure in golden armor in front of him suddenly disintegrated.

Although the golden armor formed by the Taiyi Jinye Pill did not break, the human figure inside it was like a burst balloon and could no longer support the golden armor.

As the strong energy dissipated from it, the golden armor slowly fell to the ground.

It turned out that the person who was blown to pieces by Ping Han's punch was not Zhang Yu's real body, but a faceless warrior wearing golden armor.

The next moment, two more golden-armored figures broke out of the ground one after another, and attacked Ping Han fiercely from two different directions.

Now Zhang Yu already has three Taiyi Jinye Pills, so he can use a golden armor warrior to attract firepower, and then launch an offensive with two golden armors.

"Which one is true?"

“Which one is fake?”

Ping Han's eyes swept over the two golden-armored figures in front and behind him, and finally sneered: "It doesn't matter."

He just raised one hand, and a rolling energy shot out from the nozzle on the palm of his armor, turning into a sickle-shaped sword energy.

Then the sword energy changed into nine colors in succession. After the nine kinds of energy were superimposed, they finally turned into a emerald green color.

"Zhang Yu, your ability to use your Qi to defend and counterattack is truly amazing."

"But the biggest weakness is that while it is good at dealing with blunt attacks, it is difficult to deal with sharp cuts..."

"Since you don't admit defeat, then defeat me."

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The sickle technique that Ping Han performed was something that a martial arts expert had comprehended through the ups and downs of the stock market. It contained the insights he gained from years of stock trading, as well as the flashing swords and bloodless killings in the financial market.

When Ping Han saw it, he felt that this technique was extremely suitable for him and he found it incredibly easy to perform.

At this moment, Ping Han was using his body, magic skeleton, and armor to push the sickle technique together. The sharp green sickle seemed to come from the sky, slashing down from high to low.

The condensed qi has unparalleled sharpness, and has the secret of breaking the qi. It can enter the body and destroy the magic power of the victim with every strike.

With the next strike, the emerald green sword energy fell, splitting the smoke and dust within a hundred meters in radius into two with just one strike, and splitting the two golden-armored human figures into two, and shattering the energy in them.

As the two golden-armored warriors were defeated, the ground beneath Pinghan's feet began to shake violently.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the golden-armored warriors were fighting with Ping Han, Zhang Yu finally completed the first round of building the formless spirit generals.

At this moment, Zhang Yu was seen stepping on the formless spirit general which was more than ten meters high and breaking out of the ground with a loud bang.

The formless spirit roared wildly, and a beam of hot light gushed out from his mouth, engulfing Pinghan's head.

(End of this chapter)