Half an hour later, many young martial artists emerged from Fang Ping's mental manifestation, and Zhang Tao and the others had also finished their deductions.
During this exchange, many Grandmasters had gained considerable insight into their own paths. It could be said that everyone was happy with the outcome.
Some of the young people who emerged were beaming with delight, while others hung their heads in disappointment. Fang Ping, meanwhile, entered his mental manifestation with Tang Feng and began practicing the combat technique that everyone had just deduced together.
Watching the two practice, Lu Hao found that the combat technique jointly deduced by all the Grandmasters truly had its unique merits, and he himself gained quite a few insights from it. After all, he had only cultivated for a little over two years. Though he had memorized all the Grandmaster combat techniques that had been sent to him, he had not studied or practiced them in depth.
Tang Feng was soon defeated. His foundation was inferior to Fang Ping's to begin with, and as the battle continued, Fang Ping's mastery of the combat technique only grew more refined. Fang Ping stepped out, gathered up all the deduction drafts, and bowed to the Grandmasters present.
"Thank you, Grandmasters, for painstakingly developing a combat technique for this student and holding nothing back. I'll take the liberty of naming it the Ten Thousand Masters' Inch-Square Chaos-Quelling Art, or the Ten Thousand Masters Fang Ping Art for short."
Fang Ping announced loudly.
All the Grandmasters present fell silent. If they had heard correctly, the technique was called the Ten Thousand Masters Fang Ping Art. Ten Thousand Masters? The teacher of ten thousand people, the master of ten thousand paths—wasn't that Fang Ping himself?
The Grandmasters present all felt a little regretful. They felt that