World’s Best Martial Artist

Boom!

MCMAU southern area. Today, loud explosions went on ceaselessly.

Fang Ping’s entire body was bright gold. He carried himself ostentatiously all the way. His arrogance was boundless.

Everyone in the Martial Arts Society’s Discipline Inspection Department was stunned speechless!

Not again!

Moreover, this was worse than the last time. How many places was he planning to step on?

Also… why was the president beginning to emit golden glow now?

Behind him, Old Man Li did not utter a word. He wanted to carry Fang Ping and fly back, actually. Fang Ping refused, insisting to walk on his own. He said it was to control his strength.

However, no matter how he looked at it… he seemed to be showing off!

…

After walking for some time, Fang Ping shouted suddenly, “Qin Fengqing, don’t move!”

A split second later, a golden glow ray shot out of Fang Ping’s eyes. In front of him, Qin Fengqing jumped away hurriedly in shock. He gaped for a long time and could not say a word.

‘My god!’

‘Could anyone tell me what’s going on exactly?’

‘Why was this fellow emitting golden rays now?’

The golden ray in Fang Ping’s eyes was emitted as far as a few meters. Beside him, Old Man Li was once again completely exasperated. Was it worth it?

Emitting rays required a lot of Vitality Force consumption too, you know!

Fang Ping seemed unconcerned. The back of his head emitted a magnificent golden glow too. He looked at Qin Fengqing and shot, “Don’t you know how to bow when you see a golden body powerhouse?”

Qin Feng looked at him, then looked at Old Man Li beside him. After a long time, he asked in a daze, “Who is… the golden body you’re… you’re talking about?”

Old Man Li was not glowing!

“Why don’t you try guessing?”

Guess my ass!

Qin Fengqing really wanted to scold someone now. What was he supposed to guess!

What exactly was going on with this fellow?

He was really about to have a mental breakdown now!

Not only Qin Fengqing, Song Yingji who had just come out from the Energy Room to watch the fun was also stupefied, thinking that he was dreaming.

What exactly was going on in MCMAU?

Why was Fang Ping emitting golden glow now?

Not only them. Anyone who saw him had a stunned look on their faces. Even their thoughts were nearly coming to a halt.

The martial artists of the three lower ranks were innocently oblivious, so they did not react too strongly.

Most of the three middle ranks martial artists knew what this implied.

Meanwhile, loads of powerhouses were coming over with the Flight Step.

Even Wu Kuishan, who was currently recuperating, was dragged out by Huang Jing.

Something serious had happened!

Fang Ping appeared in the southern area, his entire body glowing!

Upon hearing the news, Huang Jing was also about to have a mental breakdown.

Just a few days ago, he was still chatting idly with Wu Kuishan, saying that Fang Ping might just become a Rank-8 or 9 one day!

As a result… as a result, this fellow was really about to construct his golden body now!

…

Midair. Wu Kuishan and Huang Jing landed in an instant.

They had just landed when Lu Fengrou, Tang Feng, and the rest also employed the Flight Step and landed quickly.

Other than Liu Polu, who was still recuperating, almost all of MCMAU’s higher-ups had arrived.

Seeing Fang Ping flickering in gold from head to toe, Lu Fengrou was first stunned. Then, without saying a word, she stepped forward, grabbed Fang Ping by the scruff of the neck, employed the Flight Step, and left!

Everyone else was dumbfounded. No one had spoken a word yet. Why did you carry him and leave?

Midair. Fang Ping’s golden glow was much more striking now, blinding everyone underneath to the point that they could not see clearly.

There was no other way. How humiliating it was if others saw this.

Lu Fengrou showed no regard for his reputation. She did this all the time, causing Old Man Li to follow suit. He had also done it a few times now. How annoying!

Though he was glowing magnificently, Lu Fengrou was gnashing her teeth and fuming instead. She hissed, “Shut it off!”

“I can’t.”

Fang Ping looked completely innocent. It was not that he could not curb it at all, but he was slightly losing control. He was already exercising restraint when he was emitting the golden glow now.

Lu Fengrou took a deep breath. Without wasting time, she carried him and they landed in Villa No. 8 quickly.

As soon as they landed, Fang Ping did not pay much attention to his feet, stepping on the steps at the doorstep and breaking it into pieces straightaway.

Lu Fengrou frowned slightly. Fang Ping said hurriedly, “I’ll get someone to fix it!”

Paying for damages and fines… Those were not a big deal.

He had a ten billion net worth now. Who would be concerned about this?

The university still owed him ten billion. Go ahead and deduct it. Let us see when it could be completely deducted.

Now, the pill company’s shares were not sold yet and had not appeared on the market either. It was hard to tell whether it was because the system could not judge or found it difficult to determine the shares’ value. His Wealth had not been added yet.

Fang Ping was in no hurry either. The university had begun negotiating with the two big companies in the past few days.

When the shares were sold afterward, it would be another few billion in his account. Money… No biggie!

Lu Fengrou did not utter a word. Seeing that he was still planning to step on the ground, she picked him up once more and walked inside the villa. While she was walking, she said, “What exactly is going on?”

“You know I can convert Celestiality, right? Today, I tried honing my skull, and I ended up honing quite a bit…”

Lu Fengrou gave him a side glance, eyeing him dangerously. “Do you take me for a fool?”

No matter how capable he was, how much Celestiality he had, how could he hone his skull to this stage in just one day?

If that was the case, every Rank-7 Grandmasters could achieve Rank-8 in three days!

Fang Ping said innocently, “It’s true. I suspect that my skull is inherently honed, that’s all. It’s just that it has been lying dormant for a long time. After slightly honing it now, it resuscitates straightaway.”

Lu Fengrou was rendered speechless all of a sudden.

Was there… such a possibility?

Was there?

It was truly possible!

But, how could it be possible?

Had Fang Ping encountered all the good things in the world?

Was he considered a peculiar martial artist?

More than that!

The emotions on Lu Fengrou’s face were complex. She said softly, “Right now, I suspect that your existence is that of a Rank-8 powerhouse who has been resurrected after death!”

As soon as those words left her lips, Fang Ping was stunned.

The rest who had just arrived after following them were stunned too!

Wu Kuishan was startled. He exclaimed suddenly, “That’s possible!”

Huang Jing was also gulping. He said in a low voice, “How long does it take to resuscitate a Rank-8? Which era’s powerhouse does he belong to?”

If a Rank-8 golden body died in battle with his imperishable substance not obliterated, it was possible for him to resurrect.

How long it would take, no one knew.

As this was only a theory, no one knew whether a Rank-8 could really resurrect.

But now, Fang Ping… fit the description too well!

If he was the imperishable substance residue left behind after dying as a Rank-8 golden body powerhouse, which then entered Fang Ping’s mother’s body and was currently resuscitating, then everything would fall into place!

His Mentality, bone marrow, and skull peculiarity, including the advanced appearance of his brain core, would all have a perfect explanation!

No other explanations could be more fitting than this!

The next moment, Old Man Li said suddenly, “Martial artists with anomalies… Are they all the same?”

Last time, none of them considered this possibility. This was because other people’s peculiarities were all localized. There were too few of them.

Now, Fang Ping’s appearance suddenly reminded everyone of this possibility.

“Ancient powerhouse’s resurrection!”

“Will they carry their past memory?”

“Are there other powerhouses like this?”

“…”

The powerhouses looked completely shocked. It was almost like they had approved of this theory!

Only then would they have an explanation for everything!

Perhaps, hundreds and thousands of years ago, Fang Ping was a Rank-8 or higher powerhouse. The imperishable substance was not obliterated. As time went on, the earth’s energy richness increased, and he was resuscitating!

Everyone was struck dumb. Even Fang Ping was struck dumb!

Holy sh*t!

What great imagination!

So great that if he did not have the system, he would even believe it himself!

Were there other explanations that could explain it better than this?

The existence of a resuscitated Rank-8 after dying… This was too reasonable!

Lu Fengrou’s imagination was about to hit a major breakthrough now. How did she come up with it?

Lu Fengrou’s expression was constantly changing. She looked at Fang Ping, saying, “Do you have any unfamiliar memories? Will your memories return with the imperishable substance?”

Clearly, Old Lu firmly believed that he was a Rank-8 powerhouse who had resurrected.

Fang Ping looked like he had a mental breakdown. ‘Yeah, I do. I still have memories of my past life. In the past, martial arts didn’t exist. Will you believe it?’

Wu Kuishan said in a low voice, “Fang Ping, do you still remember things in the past?”

Fang Ping gave an innocent look. After a while, he said, “I do remember. In that era, there were as many Rank-9s as there were dogs, you see paragons walking all over the place. We’ve even built the imperial court. I think I’m the first-generation celestial emperor…”

Slap!

Lu Fengrou smacked him so hard he sunk into the ground straightaway. Fuming with rage, she said, “Even if you’re a powerhouse who has resurrected, you will never have memories of your past life. Where do you find powerhouses who are so out of line like you!”

Everyone else also put on a dark look.

Were you f*cking kidding me?

The imperial court?

Celestial emperor?

Fang Ping looked helpless. He said dejectedly, “Everyone’s staring at me with that attitude that says that I’m an ancient powerhouse. What am I supposed to do? I’m about to doubt myself now. Am I really a resurrected ancient powerhouse?

“Now that everyone’s saying that, I plan to go home and bring my parents to the hospital. I’d like to perform DNA paternity testing…”

Old Man Li said faintly, “DNA paternity testing may not work. At your level, shedding mortal body and exchanging bones, you’ve actually switched out your original mortal flesh.”

Fang Ping was stunned once more. There was such a thing too?

Wu Kuishan turned his attention away from him. With a guttural voice, he said, “I plan to report this to the higher-ups, to continue our hunt for peculiar martial artists! If our speculations are right… that means that these peculiar martial artists are very likely to step into Rank-8 very soon! Perhaps even higher than that!”

The corner of Fang Ping’s eyes twitched upon hearing those words. He asked hurriedly, “Vice-chancellor, are you really sure that Rank-8s can resurrect?”

Wu Kuishan frowned and said, “It’s hard to tell! Imperishable substances are equipped with numerous functions indeed. This includes regrowing broken limbs! If we consume a certain amount of imperishable substance, we can do it for sure. Of course, it’s not easy to replenish the imperishable substances too.

“If it can regrow limbs, then why can’t it do other things?

“A Rank-8 resurrecting is not a completely baseless speculation. It’s only due to a series of manifestations from the imperishable substance that we made such judgments.”

Fang Ping’s eyes sparkled as he said, “So that means that these peculiar martial artists may really be resuscitated powerhouses? Vice-chancellor, why don’t we find some of them too! Enroll them in MCMAU when we find them. Let’s nurture a few Rank-8 and 9 powerhouses!”

Whether it was the truth or not, all peculiar martial artists were very powerful. This was the truth.

Yao Chengjun, Wang Jinyang, and Li Hansong. Were any of them not powerhouses?

Wu Kuishan shook his head gently, saying, “It’s hard to find them. If it’s really that easy, then there won’t be only a handful of you right now.

“Many people only start noticing changes after they cultivate.

“Wang Jinyang realized it only after Rank-1 when his bone-honing speed was exceedingly fast.

“Li Hansong is also about the same. Yao Chengjun was worse. At Rank-4, he expelled his Mentality suddenly. That’s when others noticed something different about him.

“As for you…”

Wu Kuishan did not know how to continue now. ‘You, kid, bring up new changes each day, a new peculiarity each day. You’re about to turn us into fools.’

Right now, these powerhouses had mixed emotions.

Old Man Li stared at Fang Ping, sizing him up. After a moment, he said, “Is it really true that you, kid, are really a few thousand years old now? Aren’t you much older than me then?”

“Yes, I’m mankind’s ancestor!”

Bang!

This time, Old Man Li did not go easy on him. With a slap, he smacked him much deeper underground. Only half of his body was above the ground surface.

The others ignored him too. He deserved it even if he died.

Huang Jing and the rest discussed for a moment. Suddenly, he said with slight bitterness, “If that’s the case, perhaps… he’ll really achieve Rank-8 quickly?”

As soon as those words left his lips, everyone’s hearts were pierced so badly that they were almost bleeding.

Was Rank-8 so simple to achieve?

They cultivated for so many years. Were they really about to be overtaken by this kid that quickly?

Lu Fengrou suddenly felt utterly exasperated. She said wanly, “Get lost. Don’t show up in front of me for the next few days.”

She really wished to bash Fang Ping to death whenever she saw him.

In order to cultivate, she was already about to go through a mental breakdown.

Look at you. Easy-peasy. Bone marrow peculiarity today and skull peculiarity tomorrow. This was so maddening that our hearts hurt.

Fang Ping looked completely speechless. ‘So, this is all you have to say after flying me across the sky?’

‘You’re certain that I’m an ancient powerhouse who has resurrected?’

Fang Ping wasted no time either. He climbed out from the ground, stepping all the way, leaving a few deep pits. He sighed, saying, “I turned out I am mankind’s ancestor. Perhaps I still have to search for my descendants in the future? Who knows, maybe my acquaintances are my descendants after countless generations. How awkward!”

Behind him, everyone’s expressions were troubled.

However, if the speculations were right, this might really be possible. It would be really awkward then!

…

After leaving the instructors’ dormitory area, Fang Ping suddenly burst out laughing.

These old men and women were about to have mental breakdowns, were they not?

“But, their speculations may be right. Perhaps Old Wang and the rest are really ancient powerhouses?”

After shaking his head, Fang Ping decided not to think about it further.

Recently, after hearing more news and understanding more things, even he was about to have a mental breakdown now.

“Ignore them. My ability has become much stronger anyway!”

Once he had gotten used to the current changes, he could then go deep into refining his Combat Techniques. Fang Ping figured that he could really hang up and pummel a Rank-5 with little effort now.

If he encountered a Rank-6, he could try beating them up too. If the other party did not go all-out, then he might not be Fang Ping’s match.

“Oh right, I can also cultivate Old Man Li’s counterfeit golden body cultivation methods. Perhaps I’ll cultivate it successfully in no time. At that time, even though my Sanjiao Gate has yet to be sealed off, I may not be weaker than any Peak Rank-6!”

As he walked, Fang Ping returned to the student dormitory area. Meanwhile, Qin Fengqing had also just returned from the southern area.

The moment he saw Fang Ping, Qin Fengqing turned and left without saying a word.

Right now, he kept thinking that he was really pathetic whenever he saw Fang Ping.

Fang Ping did not mind either. He said at the top of his lungs, “Sigh, I cultivate too fast. How troublesome! If I don’t control myself, I may just become a true Rank-8 tomorrow. It’s too fast!”

The next moment, students who were passing by around him all felt so inferior to the point that they felt like digging holes to bury themselves in.

Qin Fengqing quickened his pace, his face purple. ‘You can continue being arrogant. I’ve made my decision. Today, I’ll apply to become a commander in Nanjiang!’

Of course…the envy was almost driving him insane!

Why exactly?

This kid’s ability was growing even when he was eating and drinking. There was really no way for him to get by now.

…

Not long after Fang Ping had returned to his dormitory, Wu Kuishan made the decision to report this to the higher-ups.

In no time, the Rank-8 powerhouse’s news went all the way to the central government.

“Peculiar martial artist, suspected to be an ancient powerhouse who has resurrected!”

As soon as this speculation was out, even the higher-ups were beyond shocked.

Such speculation and judgment was something that had never crossed anyone’s mind.

Before this, there were only a handful of peculiar martial artists.

Moreover, these people came from families with clean records, all of them raised by their fathers and mothers. That was undoubtedly the truth!

If they were peculiar martial artists who came out of nowhere, perhaps these powerhouses would consider the possibility of it.

The point was—they were not!

However, MCMAU had also reported certain things about Fang Ping, things that happened over the course of his peculiarity. Now, even these higher-ups were beginning to believe it. It was really like a powerhouse had resurrected!!

Was it possible that anyone above Rank-8 could really resurrect from the dead?

If that was really the case, then certain things would be more complicated now.

…

At this moment, Fang Ping was unconcerned about this.

Let them guess all they want. It was great to have more supervision. On the ground surface, he did not do anything that violated the law. After going into the Catacombs, supervision was also useless.

At this moment, Fang Ping remembered that there was one thing that he had not increased yet.

Upon returning to his dormitory, Fang Ping began expanding his storage space in no time.

After a moment, Fang Ping stopped expanding.

Now, his stats changed again:

Wealth: 9.2 billion (convert)

Vitality: 1000cal (4600cal)

Mentality: 590Hz (825Hz)

Bones Honed: 177 bones (100%), 26 bones (90%), 3 bones (30%+)

Storage Space: 4 cubic meters (+)

Energy Shield: 10 thousand Wealth/minute

“It’s too expensive!”

Fang Ping buffed it 3 times. Increasing 1 cubic meter space every time, consuming 500 million Wealth!

After 3 times, Fang Ping had completely given up in increasing more.

1 cubic meter cost 500 million. This price was jaw-droppingly expensive!

“It’s a pity that I can’t manufacture it. Otherwise, if it can really turn into storage rings, I should be able to sell 1 cubic meter for more than 500 million, right?”

Powerhouses were all very wealthy.

If there was really storage equipment that could be carried around, Fang Ping had not the slightest doubt that even Grandmasters would fight over it.

After spending all of his Wealth, he could further increase 18 cubic meters. That would be 22 cubic meters now. This was no small volume.

11 meters in length, 2 meters in width, and 1 meter in height. A space like this was equivalent to a small standard container now.

“I can’t be too wasteful now. Also, I mentioned that I want to open up the Celestiality Cultivation Room. I can’t count on Old Huang and the rest all the time.”

Fang Ping was the one who suggested this. If he counted on Huang Jing and the others to supply all the time, that would be going too far.

If Fang Ping had not brought up the concept, these Grandmasters would hardly do things like this. After all, they needed to cultivate too.

If their consumption was too big, they would not be able to shoulder it as well.

“4 cubic meters is sufficient. I can fill up 4 tons of water with this size.”

Fang Ping left the storage space matters aside and started thinking about the upcoming arrangements.

He still needed some time to handle campus affairs. He needed to cultivate too, at least until Middle-stage Rank-5.

Then… he needed to think about entering the Catacombs. Magic City Catacombs.

Of course, at this stage, Fang Ping was not prepared to do something major.

He was also waiting!

Waiting for Old Man Li to become a true Rank-8. Waiting for Lu Fengrou and Tang Feng to breakthrough. Waiting for Lu Polu’s injuries to recover.

Once all of them had broken through, with six Grandmasters around, he could really do a big one then!