The Ultimate Borer

On the other hand, Fang Mu returned home, took out the challenge letter from his bag, opened the envelope and started reading.

Unexpectedly, the challenger was neither Wang Dadong, the leader of KO One, nor Wang Arthur, with whom he had conflicts.

"Student Fang Mu, I've heard of your great name for a long time, but we've never met. Tomorrow at noon, in the abandoned factory behind the school, I'd love to learn from you! Signed: Ding Xiaoyu."

Fang Mu put away the letter of challenge with a serious expression. In some ways, Ding Xiaoyu was the strongest among the three of them. Not only did he have a left fist that was said to be as powerful as a nuclear bomb, but what others didn't know was that his right fist was 10 times more powerful than his left fist. He just didn't use his right fist easily because after using it, Ding Xiaoyu would lose all his power for three hours and become like an ordinary person.

"It's a little difficult, but it makes me even more excited!"

Fang Mu was thinking, but his eyes revealed his desire to fight. He had not fought to his heart's content since he defeated hundreds of people last time.

Moreover, apart from dealing with some local thugs and some challengers ranked after 10th on the KO list, Fang Mu rarely fights against real masters.

"Looks like I need to prepare well!"

Fang Mu placed the challenge letter solemnly on the table and began to prepare for tomorrow's challenge.

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Time passed quickly, and it was the last class of the next morning. As the bell rang, Wang Dadong and the other two focused their attention on Fang Mu.

"Will he accept the challenge?"

All three of them had this question. After all, when Fang Mu first came to KO One, he was provoked by Wang Arthur, but he did not take any action in the end.

When the last student left the classroom, only Wang Dadong, Wang Yaser, Ding Xiaoyu and Fang Mu were left in the classroom.

Fang Mu stood up and turned to look at the three of them. After a quick glance, the other three understood what he meant. The four of them used teleportation at the same time.

"Ultimate Encyclopedia: Teleport: This is actually high-speed movement. This move can be used by anyone with a Combat Power Index over 6000 points. It works by transferring Combat Power to the legs, thereby increasing one's movement speed. It's the most common move used by experts to speed up their journey."

Behind Bale High School, in an abandoned factory.

In the empty and messy room, the abandoned steel and broken machines that occasionally emit electric sparks tell of the dilapidated state of this place.

In the square inside the factory, a large open space was cleared, as big as a basketball court. In this open space, four people were divided into two groups, three against one.

"Fang Mu, I thought you wouldn't dare to fight like last time, but I didn't expect you to actually come!"

Wang Arthur stood behind Ding Xiaoyu and spoke to Fang Mu who was not far away opposite.

"I didn't expect that the one challenging me was not you, but Ding Xiaoyu."

Fang Mu also replied. At this time, Fang Mu and Ding Xiaoyu were already standing in the center of the open space, only five meters apart, while Wang Arthur and Wang Dadong were standing about ten meters behind Ding Xiaoyu.

"It's Dadong and Arthur. They think their combat power index is higher than yours. Even if they win against you, they'll feel it's an unfair victory. Besides, I really want to spar with you to see who's stronger, considering we're both KO4."

Ding Xiaoyu explained.

"Even if they come, I won't necessarily lose."

Fang Mu suddenly felt that he was looked down upon. Wang Dadong had a physique that became stronger when facing a stronger opponent. Usually, he would become stronger when facing a stronger opponent, and weaker when facing a weaker opponent. The dragon-patterned griddle could also be used to fry sausages when it was not in use.

When facing someone like himself whose combat power index is lower than Wang Dadong, his physique of becoming stronger when facing stronger opponents is of no use at all, and he can only rely on his true strength to defeat the opponent.

As for Wang Arthur, when he does not remove the sword-locking stone, he is just a simple master with a combat power index of 9000 points. To remove the sword-locking stone means that he will be harassed by the sword demon in the sword in the stone. For martial artists, doing so will increase the probability of inner demons. It is not cost-effective to use such a risky move in sparring.

"Well, I know you're strong."

Ding Xiaoyu was afraid that Fang Mu would misunderstand, so she quickly explained on behalf of Wang Dadong and Wang Yaser.

"So I will show my true strength. If you can beat me, you will prove that you have the strength to challenge them, so please be careful!"

Ding Xiaoyu stretched out his left fist, and a silver-white light flowed on his fist, releasing a terrifying aura.

Combat power index: 8500 points!

Faced with Ding Xiaoyu's attack, Fang Mu put aside other thoughts and concentrated on fighting with Ding Xiaoyu, also using his skills.

Combat power index: 8500 points!

"You don't use weapons?"

Ding Xiaoyu asked in confusion, he remembered that Fang Mu had an iron flute as a weapon.

"Now is not the time to use it!"

Fang Mu pushed out with one hand and made a "please" gesture to Ding Xiaoyu.

Ding Xiaoyu smiled, and her aura became even sharper.

"It seems you are fully prepared. I am about to attack, please be careful!"

After saying that, Ding Xiaoyu swung his left fist and attacked. In an instant, the distance between the two of them quickly narrowed, and Ding Xiaoyu's left fist attacked Fang Mu directly in the face.

Fang Mu dodged with his head to the side, and at the same time, his right knee hit Ding Xiaoyu's abdomen directly, but was caught by Ding Xiaoyu with his right hand.

Seeing that his attack missed, Fang Mu also used his right fist to hit Ding Xiaoyu. Ding Xiaoyu was not willing to be outdone and responded with his left fist.

The two men's fists collided, making a metallic sound. They fought back and forth, you attacking and I defending, and in a moment, more than ten moves were exchanged.

Wang Dadong and Wang Arthur, who were standing not far from the two men, watched their fight intently. Such a fight would also help their practice.

"Egotist, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

King Arthur asked.

"I'm not sure. Xiaoyu hasn't used her true strength, and Fang Mu seems to have some tricks up his sleeve. But judging by his aura, he doesn't seem to be practicing any unorthodox martial arts."

Wang Dadong shook his head. As a brother, he naturally hoped that Ding Xiaoyu would win, but as the leader of KO One, he also didn't want Fang Mu to lose too badly.

"Then let's observe for a while. They haven't reached the point of using their full strength yet. Remember, if anything happens, we must act immediately to save Xiaoyu!"

Wang Arthur nodded, his mind extremely focused, all his attention on Fang Mu.

"Your fists are indeed powerful!"

After another collision, Fang Mu and Ding Xiaoyu both took a few steps back. Fang Mu shook his sore fist, which was indeed as powerful as a nuclear explosion.

"But now I'm going to show my real skills!"

"my pleasure!"

Ding Xiaoyu did not dare to be arrogant. Every move of the opponent was very solid and without any flaws. He had to show his real skills.

"call--"

Fang Mu took out the Wu Shui flute, and a clear flute sound was heard in the air. Fang Mu held the flute in one hand and used the "Turtle Fist" technique with the other hand.

"Black Turtle Bite"!

Fang Mu's right hand swirled the black water, creating dazzling afterimages in the air. Simultaneously, his left hand formed into a claw, sharp as an eagle. He exerted force with both hands simultaneously, instantly accelerating his attack on Ding Xiaoyu.

The black water in his right hand was like a torrential rain, dazzling the eyes. It kept whipping, and each attack was fierce and powerful, as if it wanted to smash Ding Xiaoyu to pieces.

His left claw punch was even more swift and brutal, like a mad beast, constantly testing and blocking the opponent's moves. Each swing was accompanied by the sound of breaking wind. His movements were like those of a three-year-old child, or a hundred-year-old man, sometimes real and sometimes fake, without any pattern, making it difficult to grasp in a short time.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Mu was close to Ding Xiaoyu, and his attack was like a storm. Every blow came from a position that Ding Xiaoyu could not expect, forcing Ding Xiaoyu to parry repeatedly.