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

Chapter 440 Finally, I can fight normal people.
As Ning Dashan's heavy hammer came crashing down with the force of splitting Mount Hua, Chen Ping slightly dodged to the side. The hammer whistled, making Chen Ping's clothes flutter, but it didn't hit him.

But at this moment, Ning Dashan clearly had some experience in using the Banlan Chui (a type of punch). When his first strike missed, he moved with the hammer, turning the smash into a swing, and suddenly delivered another horizontal slash, forcing Chen Ping, who was trying to take advantage of the situation, to retreat.

He then swung the hammer around his head in a wide arc, gathered all his strength, and with a loud shout, took a step forward and smashed it down on Chen Ping again!
"Well done!"

Even Chen Ping, watching the strike where blue-purple lightning continuously condensed or flowed on the heavy hammer after it was filled with soul power, couldn't help but secretly say "good".

In Chen Ping's eyes, the difficulty of the opponent's hammer was no less than that of Bei Bei's Thunder Dragon Claw, who now had the cultivation of a Soul King. However, it was obvious that the burly man with a full beard in front of him was a true support type!

The next moment, the Star Tumor Staff instantly appeared in Chen Ping's hand. He held the staff horizontally in front of his chest with both hands, actually intending to take Ning Dashan's hammer blow head-on!
"boom--"

The next moment, a muffled thud came from the heavy hammer in Ning Dashan's hand and the star-shaped club that Chen Ping was holding horizontally. Two footprints were instantly left on the granite ground under Chen Ping's feet.

"it is good"

Below the martial arts arena, the remaining two disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School were cheering that Ning Dashan's powerful hammer strike, combined with the level-six melee soul tool Wind and Thunder Hammer, would surely severely injure Chen Ping, and then they shouted "Bravo!"

But the situation on the training platform was completely beyond their expectations. Chen Ping, who was holding the Star Tumor Staff horizontally, was like a diamond mammoth that had emerged from the barbaric era. His strong thigh muscles were bulging, and his solid soles seemed to be welded to the ground of the training platform. He showed no signs of being crushed by Ning Dashan's hammer.

Not only that, Chen Ping's powerful muscles, which were usually hidden under his clothes, suddenly exerted their strength at this moment. His back, arms, and shoulders worked together to create an unstoppable force that seemed to topple the sky, and it rolled and crushed towards Ning Dashan in the opposite direction!

"Drink!"

Chen Ping flipped his hands, which were gripping the heavy club horizontally, outward. A force far more unreasonable than Ning Dashan's amplified strength rose from below, instantly throwing Ning Dashan, who was in a better position to exert force, away along with the club.

"what?"

Ning Dashan was thrown to the ground by the brute force, rolled on the ground before getting up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

For a brief moment, he even felt as if a giant elephant had used its trunk to lift him into the sky.

That utterly irresistible power instantly turned his physique, which he had earned through training and was so proud of, into a complete joke.

"The mountains!"

Seeing their teammate being tossed away by Chen Ping with almost casual flick of his wrist, the remaining two disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School also leaped up and landed on the ground of the martial arts stage, gently helping Ning Dashan to his feet.

"I'm fine, I just fell down. This guy is really strong."

Ning Dashan stared wide-eyed as he watched Chen Ping, on the other side of the martial arts stage, suddenly burst open his clothes in the instant he exerted his power, revealing his perfectly muscular physique.

"Hey, we're fighting, Dashan, can you stop staring blankly at strong men?"

"Don't forget, this is the guy who took Xin'er's chain. We need to stand up for ourselves. Why don't you ask someone else for advice on how to train your skills later?"

At this moment, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciple, who was thin and tall and looked like a skeleton, was forcing Ning Dashan to speak in a strained voice, afraid of weakening his side's morale.

"Yes, you're right, I'm going to take back Xin'er's share!" Upon hearing this, Ning Dashan suddenly sprang to his feet.

Meanwhile, the other two disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School showed no intention of joining the fray. Instead, they subtly formed a triad formation, standing in three positions on the arena, seemingly intending to trap Chen Ping within them.

It's obvious that the sheer force with which Chen Ping flung Ning Dashan, whose power had been amplified, proved that any one of the three of them individually would probably be no match for this guy.

Since that's the case, their only option is naturally to engage in an unreasonable brawl!

"Heh, planning to come at me all at once?"

Despite being about to be ganged up on, Chen Ping showed no sign of urgency; in fact, a smile even appeared on his lips.

It wasn't easy, it was incredibly difficult. After all these years, he finally encountered a fight that was truly suitable for his age and skill level.

Previously, his opponents were either peers who were much higher in rank than him, or bastards who were six or seven years older than him and two or even three ranks higher.

That's considered good. If you're unlucky and your fate is cursed, you might run into a few evil spirit saints or evil spirit douluos, which would be commonplace.

Now that his hard work has finally paid off, he has the chance to fight against an opponent who is at most a fourth- or fifth-ring player like himself. He is so excited that he is almost moved to tears.

"Arrogant bastard, how can you still laugh when you're facing the three of us all by yourself?"

At this moment, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School disciple known as Chen Nian also flipped his wrist, and a sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a sword appeared in front of him.

It was a longsword that was entirely clear blue, as if it were carved from crystal.

Most remarkably, there are four stars on this longsword, each a different color: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple.

Clearly, this guy has a very good understanding of his own martial soul, and has even reached the point where he can cultivate his spirit rings to the point that they detach from the physical appearance of the spirit rings and merge into the martial soul.

Chen Nian's white robes fluttered in the wind at the sight of his longsword, giving him an air of otherworldly grace—if he could better conceal his intention to tear Chen Ping to pieces, he would look even more like a celestial being descended to earth.

Aside from Ning Dashan and Chen Nian, the skinny, muscular man let out a low shout, spread his hands, and his height quickly grew to over two and a half meters. He looked like skin and bones, much like the legendary skeletal giant.

"We don't need to be polite to someone like you who's a womanizer and causes chaos as soon as you arrive at our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Since you think you're so capable, let me, Gulipa, test your skills first—Bone Spur Storm!"

As he spoke, Gulipa let out a low shout and stretched out his hands, which were practically skin and bones. The next moment, hundreds of sharp bone spikes, along with the lighting of the first spirit ring under his feet, were aimed at Chen Ping and shot out with precision.

(End of this chapter)