Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 550 - 207: Liao Ping’s Bankai, the Tyrant Descends

Chapter 550: Chapter 207: Liao Ping’s Bankai, the Tyrant Descends

That’s right.

The glasses had already been taken by Liao Ping in his left hand, and his right hand was clenched into a fist.

Su Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat.

Liao Ping, that cunning bastard, exactly how many units of Qi Blood does he have now?

In Su Yue’s eyes, with Liao Ping’s right fist as the center, the surrounding air seemed slightly distorted.

This situation was terrifying.

...

This person is not normal.

Without his glasses, Liao Ping gave off an even stronger impression of being a descending tyrant.

As the aura around him grew increasingly violent, many people’s hearts started pounding faster, even Bao Dachang swallowed his saliva.

He sensed that something was not simple.

The aura of this spectacled youth was completely different from just now.

But he could only stare blankly, having no time to delve deeper into Liao Ping.

"I feel like Liao Ping is going to break through 1000 centimeters."

Du Jing’s Book was dry-mouthed.

Recalling that earth-shattering flick, people were already terrified enough.

Crack.

Liao Ping twisted his neck, calmly raised his fist, then turned back and looked deeply at Fang Jingmiao.

The dust at Liao Ping’s feet formed a vortex, being swept up, and nearby wind sounds rang out.

The instructor closest to Liao Ping had trembling calves.

Where did this pressure come from? He couldn’t control himself.

He was a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist.

Yet facing Liao Ping, he felt a fear in his heart.

This was too incredible.

...

Rumble!

...

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Liao Ping finally threw out that punch.

The ferocity of the fist light tore through space along its path, creating a crimson colored streak with a faintly audible sonic boom in the air.

The ground trembled.

The forceful wind spread out.

A nearby Second-Grade student was nearly knocked over by the gale.

People squinted their eyes until after three seconds, the gust reluctantly subsided.

At this moment, every gaze concentrated on the marked wall, not daring to move.

Fang Jingmiao was already stunned to the point of being slack-jawed.

Liao Ping... was too strong.

This punch was beyond her ability to deliver.

She even felt that this had surpassed the range of a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist.

Fang Jingmiao couldn’t comprehend how... how he achieved it.

Buzz!

The blood line next to the scale finally began to rise, as if even it paused to think for a few seconds.

Swoosh!

...

centimeters!

centimeters!

centimeters!

...

Without taking much time at all, the scale’s result directly surpassed Fang Jingmiao, crossing into the 900 centimeters threshold.

Yet, even so, the blood line continued climbing.

...

centimeters!

centimeters!

centimeters!

centimeters!

centimeters!

...

Finally, the scale completely settled.

The staff fixed Liao Ping’s name at 1366 centimeters.

Liao Ping, from Divine Land, a student of Beilu.

Breaking the 1000 centimeters shackle, creating a miracle, currently ranked first.

The entire audience was shocked.

No one could even breathe loudly, everyone stared at the despairing number, their minds blank.

Several vice principals from Jiangwu had come.

The achievements of Shen Zhou Martial Arts University had already drawn their attention.

But this situation had exceeded everyone’s expectations.

centimeters.

Is this the score that a Third-Grade Martial Artist can achieve?

You know, if you have 1000 units of Qi Blood, you can break into Fourth-Grade.

Yet looking at Liao Ping’s level, he was clearly just at the beginner stage of Third-Grade.

How did he do it?

If not for absolute confidence in the burning radar, people might even think Liao Ping was cheating.

"You... you you..."

Liao Ping took a deep breath, calmly walked back into the line.

His berserk state ended, and he put his glasses back on.

"Nothing worth mentioning."

Liao Ping smiled modestly at Fang Jingmiao.

The only drawback of this ultimate battle technique is that it doesn’t last long.

In fact, through this time period of research, Liao Ping had initially grasped some of the secrets of the berserk state. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

He believed that in the near future, he could certainly unseal it at will.

...

"Su Yue, you’re the last one to go up, aren’t you?"

Bao Dachang suddenly asked.

His gaze even held some wariness.

Wang Lu Feng, Tian Hongwei, Liao Ping, leaving aside Du Jing’s Book, each was stronger than the last and grew stronger gradually.

Actually, Du Jing’s Book wasn’t weak, it’s just the people he was compared to were somewhat extraordinary.

But from start to finish, they hadn’t given Su Yue more than a glance.

According to most people’s logic, creating such an incredible result should naturally elicit some envy from friends.

And that’s exactly how it was.

Wang Lu Feng first challenged Tian Hongwei and looked at Du Jing’s Book showing off.

After Tian Hongwei’s test, he challenged Wang Lu Feng.

Even after Liao Ping set such a terrifying record, he likewise took a casual glance at Wang Lu Feng and the others.

But uniquely, no one had looked at Su Yue at all.

Indeed.

No one came to boast to Su Yue.

Bao Dachang thought for a few seconds, and finally came up with a hypothesis.

Could it be... because there was no need?

They simply didn’t need to boast to Su Yue.

The only explanation is that Su Yue is likely stronger.

Even stronger than Liao Ping.

When Liao Ping finished, seeing the 1366 result, he just took a breath, clearly not thinking he was the strongest.

Everyone seemed to tacitly acknowledge one thing.

Su Yue... was the true strongest.

"Hmm, it’s my turn to go up."

Su Yue nodded with a smile, looking especially relaxed.

"Can you... surpass Liao Ping?"

Bao Dachang cautiously probed.

"It should, be possible?

"I’ll try my best, can’t guarantee it, that guy is indeed too strong."