The Martial Science Students of Other Schools

November 17th. 

Fang Ping's team once again located the mission target. 

Before they managed to join the fray, the few individuals who were following Fang Ping, Zhao Qing included, saw a shift in Fang Ping's figure and, in the blink of an eye, his toes struck his opponent's throat at an improbable angle.

"Cough…"

Bang!

Within seconds, they saw the peak Rank-1 martial artist in front of them fall to the ground, convulsing.

Zhao Qing's expression changed slightly as he said softly, "Captain, you…"

"I've improved a bit lately," Fang Ping said indifferently, but in the eyes of Zhao Qing and the others, it was more than a little progress.

Fang Ping's strength had always been superior to theirs during the special training classes. Even so, when Fang Ping battled Peak Rank-1s previously, the fights took longer and he required backup to resolve the battles.

It was completely different now.