Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 115 Iron Fist Battle
The next moment, Xie Huanyue's head and Chen Ping's iron fist collided heavily.

"Boom——"

A dull thud exploded on the fighting arena. The terrifying force and the brutal and pure bombardment made many female teachers subconsciously close their eyes.

Along with the muffled sound, Chen Ping was hit by the headbutt and retreated more than ten steps. The corner of his mouth was also bleeding from the huge impact force.

After all, Chen Ping is not a superman, and it is impossible for him to use pure physical strength to fight against Xie Huanyue, who has activated the thousand-year soul skill.

But even so, when Xie Huanyue shook his head and stepped forward, wanting to knock Chen Ping off the fighting arena in one go, he was met with Chen Ping's iron fist that was as strong as ever!
"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Every punch Chen Ping throws is filled with determination to move forward.

At the beginning, Xie Huanyue was still fighting Chen Ping with his iron fists.

But as Chen Ping's punches became faster and faster, Xie Huanyue had to rely on a stance to barely withstand Chen Ping's torrential downpour of punches!

Soon, even with its powerful kinetic energy absorption effect, the Pipi elephant's defensive ability was not endless.

Purple-blue wounds appeared on Xie Huanyue's arms. The arms that Xie Huanyue held in front of him began to tremble under Chen Ping's bombardment.

Even metal has its metal fatigue limit, let alone Xie Huanyue?

"Drink!"

After being hit by more than forty punches in a row, Xie Huanyue suddenly stepped back. For the first time, he felt a sense of fear and hesitation in his heart.

He could clearly feel that if he continued to hold on, even if he was still possessed by the Pipi Elephant spirit, his arm would definitely be broken by Chen Ping's fist!
His martial spirit's ability to absorb damage has almost reached its limit.

However, it is too late to realize now that defense is not as good as offense.

If Xie Huanyue had realized this before Chen Ping and their fight, and exchanged injuries for injuries, Chen Ping would definitely not be able to outlast Xie Huanyue with the Pipi Elephant spirit.

But now, Xie Huanyue was first exhausted by Wu Feng in one round, then stabbed in the back by Luo Tianba, and finally hit by Chen Ping's full-strength punches for more than forty times, and both of his arms were numb and uncontrollable.

Now Xie Huanyue knows that he must give it a try, but it is too late!
Taking advantage of the moment when Xie Huanyue's arms were numb and his movements were slow, Chen Ping stepped forward and threw an uppercut, hitting Xie Huanyue's chin hard.

In an instant, the fat on Xie Huanyue's face was shaken all over the place, but the internal force of Chen Ping's punch shot into the depths of Xie Huanyue's chin like a powerful crossbow!

"I can not"

Xie Huanyue's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. He took a step forward and wanted to punch Chen Ping back, but the strong feeling of dizziness made him shake all over.

Boom, boom, boom.

Xie Huanyue's huge body swayed left and right, making the entire fighting arena creak with his feet, and finally he fell to the ground with a thud.

The damage to his martial soul has indeed reached its limit.

Chen Ping's powerful punch to the chin could be absorbed by his martial soul on normal days, but it couldn't be absorbed today.

Seeing Xie Huanyue being knocked to the ground and Chen Ping holding up his Rising Dragon Right Fist like a god of war, Wu Feng on the stage and Ning Tian in the audience were both stunned.

Even after playing so many games and sitting at the same table for three months, Ning Tian and Wu Feng had never seen Chen Ping show such a wild and primitive side.

In their impression, Chen Ping always looked like a cheerful and good-natured person. But when Chen Ping knocked out Xie Huanyue, the flesh mountain, with one punch, Ning Tian and Wu Feng suddenly realized that they seemed to know very little about their classmate.

Yes, according to Chen Ping himself, part of his knowledge comes from family inheritance and part comes from his adventures on the mainland.

How could someone who can make his way on the mainland at such a young age be a purely bookish person?
The next moment, the referee teacher appeared on the fighting arena, nervously supported Zhengxie Huanyue's body, first touched his neck, then touched his heart, the nervous expression on his face faded, replaced by a helpless look.

Seeing that Xie Huanyue was being manipulated by the referee for a long time and did not wake up, many teachers on the viewing platform became agitated.

Only a few experienced senior teachers like Wang Yan and Xuan Zi could see the trick.

"This little fat guy's physical fitness is also very good. The core disciples can have a share of this little fat guy."

Old Xuan chuckled, and Wang Yan nodded in agreement. Although Xie Huanyue was knocked unconscious by Chen Ping, he also fell asleep at this time.

Yes, because Xie Huanyue's martial soul's ability to withstand was pushed to the limit by Chen Ping, Xie Huanyue instinctively curled up and took a nap, trying to recover his injuries to the greatest extent through sleep.

It is almost foreseeable that when Xie Huanyue wakes up, the gains he will gain will probably not be less than a deep meditation.

This self-repairing phenomenon of martial souls is definitely one of the characteristics of martial souls with high quality.

"He fell asleep. Your team won."

The referee stood up, shook his head helplessly, and announced the result of the match to Chen Ping.

"what?"

Chen Ping had never expected that the referee would say such words to them in the end, and for a moment he lowered his Rising Dragon Fist that was raised high in embarrassment.

Did this punch of his knock Xie Huanyue unconscious?
Xie Huanyue, who was so big in size, fell asleep on the fighting arena. The teachers of the academy could only temporarily surround the fighting arena and let Xie Huanyue sleep until he woke up naturally.

Chen Ping, Wu Feng, and Ning Tian clapped their hands and cheered. No matter what, they had managed to cut down a huge mountain in front of them through their own efforts.

Among the three new soul masters, Ning Tian is one of them, Xie Huanyue has been defeated, and the last one to deal with is Dai Huabin from the White Tiger Duke.

However, Chen Ping didn't think about this at the moment. What he was thinking about now was how to escape from the campus bullying of Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

These two chicks are so badass, they go out and celebrate every time they win a game.

Not only did they celebrate, but they also had to drag him down, preventing him from gaining points.

If this isn’t bullying, what is?
However, Chen Ping's intention to shake off the two and sneak back to the classroom was so obvious that he was soon noticed by the sharp-eyed Wu Feng.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping was once again held tightly by the two women, one on each side, with no way to escape.

"Ning Tian, ​​Wu Feng, I'm going to criticize you two. As the saying goes, men and women shouldn't touch each other. It's a courtesy. Men and women should be very careful and cautious. It's a ritual."

Smelling two different pleasant aromas entering his nose, Chen Ping immediately tried to use reason to persuade the two girls to let him go to class.

"Humph, what you said is all old news from many years ago. Do you still want to use it to teach Wu Feng and me a lesson?"

Ning Tian pouted and said, "Don't think Wu Feng and I don't know. You just want to go to class, so you found all these high-sounding excuses."

Wu Feng nodded repeatedly beside him, holding Chen Ping's arm tighter, and said with a vigilant look, "That's right."

"As soon as I let go of my hand, you ran off to attend class. You used this trick yesterday, and you want to use it a second time?"

(End of this chapter)