Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The face of the first disciple of Hengyao Sect darkened. Looking at the handsome young man, he suddenly felt afraid, because at this point, after seeing the other party take action, he was not sure of winning, so he did not dare to step forward.

However, he did not have much courage, but his strategy was not bad. Just as Su Ping finished speaking, the first disciple also spoke loudly.

"Everyone, come together. Don't talk about the code of conduct anymore. Since Sergeant Su said in person that he would take on us alone, we can't let him down. But we are outnumbered. If we rush at him all at once, you might not have a chance to catch your breath. By then, your energy will be disrupted and your swords and knives will have no eyes..."

"Okay, let's fight if you want!" Su Ping showed a nonchalant and contemptuous look, "Anyway, the long swords and sharp swords just now were all real attacks. It's probably too late to say it now."

The first disciple of Hengyao Sect remained expressionless. He snorted twice and rushed forward. However, when he saw that others were also in the same line, he slowed down and silently took a few steps back.

Su Ping was aware of this, but he did not speak out. After all, he would either be knocked out of the courtyard or collapse to the ground, which made little difference.

Facing the six people who had arrived in front of him in an instant with different weapons in their hands, Su Ping clenched his fists with both hands, and when he punched, he was very powerful.

Those first disciples did have some skills, but the agility they had practiced since childhood was not as good as Su Ping, who became a monk halfway. After all, the mechanical array was not a toy to be played with.

After six consecutive punches, four of the six people flew far away, or hit the courtyard wall hard, or were caught by their fellow disciples. They all rolled their eyes and fainted.

Then another group of twenty-four people attacked from all directions with different numbers of people. There was murderous intent in front of and behind the eyes and ears. If you were not careful, you would be seriously injured and fall to the ground.

But in Su Ping's eyes, this kind of attack is not even as powerful as the three killers he encountered before. It may be that he is different now, or maybe these disciples are just so weak.

As Su Ping used his fists and kicks, his disciples fell one after another and collapsed to the ground. So far, Su Ping had defeated another 24 people.

He exhaled lightly, and the energy he had used to knock down six people just now was finally released. He took a breath of new air, which was long and far-reaching, and he defeated thirty people in one breath.

At this point, Su Ping defeated thirty people in one go.

As for the remaining four people, including Hengyaomen and Jinlongmen, the arrows are already on the string and have to be shot. If they still hesitate at this moment, they will really have no chance at all.

"Hurry up and attack him while his old strength is just gone and his new strength is generated!" The first disciple of Hengyao Sect rushed forward with a spear in his hand.

The substitute first disciple of Jinlongmen is a rare woman in the martial arts school. Her appearance is not stunning, but she holds two swords at the same time, showing her sharpness.

The remaining two disciples, however, had nothing in their hands and were only using their fists and feet. When they saw someone charging in front, they didn't care about anything else and followed suit, punching and kicking.

Su Ping's expression was calm. He bent his legs slightly and leaped up in an instant, passing the two swords of the woman's first disciple. Then he kicked her on the back and used the force to rise again.

He was in the air again, but the woman was lying on the ground, letting out a muffled groan. Then she frowned, turned over and faced the sky, and raised both swords again, but the figure who was in the air just now was gone.

The female lead was horrified. Although she had put in a lot of effort before turning over, it was only a moment. However, the man was no longer in the air, but somewhere else.

Just now, Su Ping used the woman's back to kick her up, reached out to grab the spear, then quickly landed, stretched out his right leg and kicked.

After three consecutive hits, the three people flew backwards. Even the Hengyao Sect's chief disciple, who had been on guard just now, could not resist and now collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

After kicking the three people away and holding the spear in his hand, Su Ping did not stop there. Instead, he turned around suddenly, and the spear moved with him. The red tassel spear bent as it swept across, like a dragon rolling in the water, unstoppable.

boom!

The attack hit the target and swept across the female disciple, sending her and her sword flying. The Golden Dragon Sect's leader flew over to catch them and they fell backwards.

Su Ping threw away the red tasseled spear and still stood there, unyielding and neither humble nor arrogant, as if waiting for the group's reaction.

Unfortunately, Su Ping didn't get any words, so he had to speak up himself and said loudly: "The first disciple has fought, do you want the masters to come too?"

"No matter how strong you are, sergeant, it would be a bit too arrogant to think you can take on thirty-seven of us hall masters alone!" The unknown hall master stood up with a firm expression.

Su Ping folded his arms and said calmly, "Are you being too arrogant? Show your true strength with your hands. Come earlier and finish the work earlier. I have things to do when I go back."

At this point, Su Ping was too lazy to be polite anymore. He had already fought and gained momentum. He had gotten what he deserved. If these museum owners had some brains, most of them would not accept the challenge.

After all, Su Ping was alone against the thirty-seven first disciples, and his victory already said a lot. Even if he lost today, it was still an unfair victory for the martial arts hall with such a lineup.

No matter what, today, the martial arts school's face was trampled on the ground. They were unwilling to accept it, but they knew that it was meaningless to continue fighting because they had lost the initiative.

All the museum owners are smart people who have lived for half of their lives. They can do risky things, but they also know how to stop when they see a good opportunity and cut losses in time.

"What are you talking about, sergeant? Your energy is already out of place after the competition just now. Do you want to continue or just end it here?" Another unknown gym owner spoke up. Although he had a smile on his face and his words sounded reasonable at first glance, they were actually concealing a mystery.

Su Ping pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed. This man had a huge appetite. Even if the thirty-seven disciples lost, he wanted to save some face and say that his energy was incomparable now.

Isn't this just saying that even though he defeated thirty-seven first disciples, he himself also suffered damage. His calmness is just an appearance, and who knows how hard it was actually?

If an ordinary hot-blooded young man heard such a rhetoric, he would probably take the opportunity to deal with it. However, Su Ping was different. The businessman attached great importance to every word in the conversation.

Naturally, Su Ping could not keep silent about what the man said, so he immediately raised his fist, releasing his own aura, which shook the entire venue. His words came out word by word, resoundingly.

"You guys, come together!"

The head of Hengyao Sect glared at the troublemaker with a stern look, but seeing that he couldn't avoid fighting again, he had to endure it for the time being and settle the score later.

He clasped his hands together, and the inner strength of a true martial artist surged, making his voice as loud as a bell and echoing in the surroundings.

"Sergeant Su is extremely brave. Since he has proposed to fight again, we are not cowards. We will fight. However, it is true that swords have no eyes. We will be fine, but what if Sergeant Su..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Ping interrupted him with a chuckle. Then he closed and opened his eyes, and his aura suddenly changed. He was fierce and upright.

"As a member of the Qianyan Army, getting injured is commonplace. Competitions are not always safe. If I get injured, it's not your fault. I'll bear the consequences myself!"

"Well, we are offended by what Sergeant Su said." The leader of Hengyao Sect let his hands hang naturally, then he suddenly stood up, pulled out the spear of the disciple behind him, and flew to the middle of the field.

Su Ping kept silent, clenched his fists and fought with the master of Hengyao Sect. His fists faced the spear, his legs and feet fought, and his bare hands fought against a spear. The fight was evenly matched.

When the other hall owners saw this, they knew they could not wait and had to take down the handsome young man at this moment, otherwise it would be even more difficult to win if the situation changed.

If we delay, something unexpected will happen. A group of museum owners flew forward. At the same time, the door was pushed open a little and then slammed shut. Nothing changed and no one else was alarmed.

Su Ping, with one arm wrapped around the spear, then fought with the Hengyao Sect's leader with his fists and feet. His fists were fierce and fierce, and his kicks were agile and varied, making it hard to tell what his next move would be, and whether to defend, avoid or counterattack.

When the master of Hengyao Sect was shocked, the other masters also came to help. The swords were as bright as rainbows, the knives were powerful, and the sticks were flexible. They all rushed forward, making it difficult for Su Ping to avoid them.

But the handsome young man who was in danger did not show any panic on his face. He just moved his eyes slightly, and then he punched the leader of Hengyao Sect with all his strength and knocked him away. Then he firmly grasped the spear in his hand and held the spear tip slightly behind him.

The next moment, the spear swept across like a stick, with a force that seemed to be able to break thousands of troops and confront thousands of mountains. Not only did it sweep away a group of hall owners, but it also detached the spear head from behind, leaving a group of hall owners with no power to defend themselves.

The thirty-seven hall owners were beaten black and blue, and collapsed to the ground. They could do nothing but watch Su Ping knock down more and more people.

In the lonely courtyard before spring, Su Ping, who had just defeated thirty disciples in one go, defeated twenty hall masters again in one go. If he were given more time to practice, this number would definitely double.

Of course, this is the case without using any magic or accumulating energy or luck. Otherwise, even if all the warriors in the yard really rushed over, they would not be his match.

Although the remaining museum owners were extremely cautious and would never take action before discovering the boy's weakness, sometimes a weakness is not a weakness, but may become a breakthrough point.

Anyway, the remaining gym leaders all huddled together for warmth. At least five or six people stood together, forming a defensive formation, shoulder to shoulder, and no matter how hard the fight went, they would not leave the formation without permission.

When Su Ping attacked one of the parties, the others would come forward to engage them, then quickly return to their formation. It could be said that when one party was in trouble, help would come from all sides.

The battle situation was at a stalemate and no one could do anything to anyone else.

Su Ping closed his eyes slightly. He could see the little tricks of these people. They just wanted to delay him so that his Qi could not flow and he would be defeated. But unfortunately, the person they met was not a simple boy.

Su Ping held the gun in both hands and thrust the headless gun out again, going all out and not holding back. As a result, one of the formations was directly broken up, and the five or six hall masters fell to the ground, unable to even struggle for a moment.

This is the domineering aspect of the Ping-style spearmanship that Su Ping has practiced. What if there is no head spear? What if there are enemies everywhere?

No matter how cunning your plans are, I can crush them with one swift shot. With sharp and decisive action, I can make a clear decision on who is superior and who is inferior.