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No one cared about how much shock this blow, which symbolized Zhang Ping's supreme strength, would leave in the hearts of the suzerains.

Seeing the demeanor of that knife, Song Heng felt itchy, and wanted to make an appointment with Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping agreed all the time, and when the matter was settled, he agreed to go to the city to find the largest martial arts arena and come to a fight.

Several team leaders of the Demon Elimination Department were also amazed, but they had long been used to Zhang Ping's monstrous level, so they didn't make a fuss, and continued drinking and chatting.

I didn't expect such a good thing to happen outside of Zhongcheng, it's really a pleasure.

After the turmoil came to an end, Fazhou continued on his journey.

Zhang Ping looked at the blue sky, and the long-lost nostalgia reappeared in his heart.

"Xiao Fengling, mother, father..."

Zhang Ping clenched his fists, "Wait for me, I'm coming soon!"

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Although the Fazhou is a bit slow because of its huge size, it is not actually slow because it is flying in the sky.

Pan Shi has already added several rounds of spirit stones to serve as fuel, and he continues to research and explore the Fazhou every day.

Zhang Ping thought about it, and said to him, "How about transforming this Fazhou into an amusement device with an entertainment place?"

When Pan Shi heard it, it seemed as if a door to a new world opened towards him.

This is the top rich second generation and third generation Wu in Midtown. Although he prefers research and development, he is still a young man after all, and he is very familiar with that kind of fun.

Take the Pan family members to observe the comfort of the Fazhou and various places that can be modified.

I found something to do for the young master who likes to do scientific research, and went to the elder to have a look.

The children from rich families in the upper city did not have the good treatment they had when they first came, and were arranged in a larger room.

Although the room is large, it is still a little crowded when there are more people.

But to Zhang Ping's surprise, these rich children didn't complain at all, they all sat quietly and obediently inside.

Everyone holds a book in their hands, and they are reading it with relish, without even the slightest mess.

There is only the occasional sound of flipping books in the arena.

Zhang Ping took a closer look and found that there were names on the cover such as "Supreme Soldier King of the Upper City", "Zongmen Dragon King's Son-in-Law", "Quick Travel, The Counterattack of the Princess of the City Lord's Mansion".

Zhang Ping instantly had the expression of a subway grandfather looking at his phone.

These are all things he gave to the elder at the beginning, saying that when dealing with the natives here, these things can quickly attract their attention, and they are especially easy to get on.

The Great Elder asked him what an aborigine was, and Zhang Ping just fooled him for a long time.

Looking at this scene now, Zhang Ping was stunned.

Because from the beginning to the end, Zhang Ping only mentioned one conceptual thing to the Great Elder, basically a one-sentence line of thought.

Unexpectedly, the Great Elder really wrote him out, and everyone has a copy!
"Oh, young master, you are here!"

The Great Elder was hungry and went outside to find something to eat. When he came back, he happened to see Zhang Ping coming to inspect the work.

"Uncle, this is..."

Zhang Ping pointed to the library-like area in the house and asked the elder.

Speaking of this, the Great Elder got excited.

"Thanks to the ingenuity of the young master, there is such an astonishing plan!"

Zhang Ping: "Huh?"

The Great Elder smiled and pointed to it and said: "I wrote the article according to the idea you proposed, combined with some of my experience, I didn't expect that the more I wrote, the more I wrote, the more I wrote."

"And the good news is that the effect is really good!"

"In the beginning, I regarded one of them as a reward from the auction, but now we went directly to their hometown. I thought that we would get money anyway, so I would pre-sell it for them."

The Great Elder laughed happily: "Hey, the effect is really good. Look at how honest they are now."

Zhang Ping turned his head to look again and found that he was indeed honest.

There are a few that seem to be fast, and they don’t make trouble after reading. They wait quietly, and exchange with each other when the people around them finish reading, and then continue to devote themselves to serious reading.

Zhang Ping couldn't help but nodded, thinking that the Great Elder was indeed reliable.

But after thinking about it, there is still a little distance from the upper city, so he asked the elder again: "Maybe it will take a few days to get to the upper city now, what should I do after reading these books?"

Before he finished speaking, several disciples of the Sword Sect came over carrying a large box.

The Great Elder commanded: "Put it here and put it here."

Then as soon as it was opened, there was a whole box of books, and a fresh scent of ink wafted out.

The Great Elder bent down and tidied up, then suddenly raised his head, "Young Master, what did you just say?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhang Ping felt ashamed, he had to do a self-criticism, no matter how much he overestimated the Great Elder.

How can a top CEO's ability be questioned by a warrior like himself!

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After a few days of calm, a mighty and majestic city appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Ping sat at the front of the Fazhou, looking at the huge city in front of him covered by a layer of shield, his heart no longer felt any ups and downs.

"It's something that gets worn out sooner or later."

Fazhou gradually approached the edge of the city, and a large number of soldiers began to gather inside the shield.

"Is the person here Wang Steward?"

A man dressed as a leader on the other side shouted here with a loud voice.

With a wave of Zhang Ping's right hand, Pan Shi got the order and directly activated the weapon system on the Fazhou.

Thousands of small windows were opened under the Fazhou, and a long black tube protruded from it.

The warrior dressed as the leader stared at this scene with wide eyes, and shouted in horror: "Enemy attack!!!"

There was a commotion inside the shield, and countless soldiers and warriors rushed here.

The man dressed as the leader pulled out the weapon behind his back and shouted at Zhang Ping:

"Where did you get this Dharma boat, what have you done to Steward Wang!"

Zhang Ping casually threw Steward Wang's body over, as if throwing a piece of rag.

Peng!
Steward Wang's body just fell on the shield of the upper city and fell in front of the guards.

The opened, unrepentant eyes made the martial artists tremble with fear.

"You, how dare you..."

The warrior was speechless for a moment and completely lost his ability to think.

This is Butler Wang, the city lord's most trusted confidant!

He died like this!And the state of death is still like this...

It cannot be said to be tragic, but for a person with such a high status, death means tragic.

The warrior's voice began to tremble. He gave an order to his subordinates to assemble, then raised his head and looked at the Dharma boat, the one who threw Steward Wang down like garbage.

Just as the warrior was about to say something, he saw the blue spiritual power gathered at the front of the clarinet on the Fazhou, turning into a cannon attack and shooting towards him.