City Lord Xu Kuo tried his best not to make the expression on his face too ugly.

He was annoyed!

Today's banquet for Daoist Wu Gang should have been a relatively grand event, but now, Gao Zhixiang and Fang Yi are making such a scene, isn't this a joke? Especially when Huayancheng Zhao Tong's father and son are also present.

But at this point, Daoist Wu Gang had already walked outside the banquet hall, and he could only continue to watch.

And they all got up and walked out.

"Muxi, don't worry too much, Gao Zhixiang doesn't dare to go too far. Criminal Director Chen Guangyao whispered to Fang Muxi.

Fang Muxi's face turned pale.

"But you'll have to take care of Fang Yi, he's almost sixteen. A lot of times, a lot of things, you can't be too aggressive. After a pause, Chen Guangyao said again.

"Well, I'll definitely discipline him well. Fang Muxi gritted his teeth.

In this world, fourteen years old is an adult, so fifteen or sixteen years old is indeed not small, and the heart should be mature and steady.

In the open space outside the door of the banquet hall, Fang also came opposite Gao Zhixiang.

Fang also knew that Gao Zhixiang was a Gathering Divine Nine Realm martial artist, and he himself only had the cultivation of the Gathering Divine Eight Realms. However, Fang also believed that his own martial arts realm foundation was more stable, because although he had not cultivated for a long time, he had opened the four spirit veins, and the Dao soul level was also extremely high. Coupled with the experience of the previous life, Fang Yi's martial arts foundation is really not comparable to ordinary martial arts talents.

Of course, what gave Fang Yi the greatest confidence in defeating Gao Zhixiang was not the stability of his own realm, but the martial art of the sword in his hand.

The sword in the palm was originally only a talent-level low-grade martial art, but in Fang Yi's hands, after a slight transformation, this martial art was enough to burst out with the power of a talent-level high-grade martial art.

As for Gao Zhixiang, it's not that Fang Yi despises him, the mastery of martial arts is not such a simple matter. Not to mention the Gathering God Realm martial artists, it is not easy for the Gathering Star Realm martial artists to master a talent-level high-grade martial art.

A good martial art can bring a martial artist a combat power bonus is very amazing.

In Qiushui City, most of the martial arts mastered by martial artists are just low-level martial arts. There are even a small number of martial artists who have not been able to master even the low-grade martial arts at the talent level for a long time.

"Gao Zhixiang, are you ready?" Fang Yi looked at Gao Zhixiang opposite and asked out loud.

Gao Zhixiang glanced at Fang Yi coldly, and then looked at Daoist Master Wu Gang, City Lord Xu Kuo and others.

In the midst of a deep groan, he said: "Fang Yi, your fists and feet have no eyes, if you get injured for a while, don't say that I, Gao Zhixiang, bullied you." ”

What he said was actually for all the big people present.

"Hehe, if you can hurt me, that's your ability. Fang also chuckled.

"You ......" Gao Zhixiang screamed, "Look for death!"

"Bang!" Gao Zhixiang's body burst out, and the qi around his body surged.

As his mind turned, he approached the past with incredible speed. As he ran, the momentum was huge, and at the same time, he raised his arm, and as the vitality frantically condensed, a vague cloud of energy loomed.

Among the younger generation, Gao Zhixiang's strength is indeed extremely strong, and his vitality is close to condensing out of thin air under the urging of all his strength. If it is to use the vitality to urge the martial arts, the power will be even more terrifying.

"Gao Zhixiang, pay attention to the severity of your hand. Seeing that Gao Zhixiang looked desperate, Lord Xu Kuocheng couldn't help but remind him that he didn't want to see Fang Yi, a medicine genius, slapped to death by Gao Zhixiang.

Gao Bo had a smile on his face, he didn't care about Fang Yi's life or death at all. The stronger his son Gao Zhixiang becomes, the more he will naturally let the Dao Lord know that Gao Zhixiang is excellent.

Fang Muxi held the jade hand tightly and looked at the field intently. Although she knew that the City Lord and the Criminal Division Master would not let Fang Yi be beaten to death by Gao Zhixiang like this, she was still uncontrollable nervous.

"This Gao Zhixiang is indeed very talented. The control of the vitality is not rough. Zhao Tianle looked at Gao Zhixiang who was moving at high speed, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's just, what's going on with this Fang? He doesn't seem to be even a real martial artist, but he challenges Gao Zhixiang? Is it just to show the Dao Lord that he is not a coward?"

"Poof!"

Fang Yi, who was shrouded by Gao Zhixiang's vitality, suddenly shook his body.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of vitality flowed out of the body like a tide. The vitality rolled, and the sound of strong wind came out.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

"Strong fluctuations in vitality! Not to say...... Don't you have a fixed soul?"

“......”

Daoist Wu Gang, City Lord Xu Kuo, etc., everyone present saw this scene, and their eyes widened. His eyes were full of disbelief.

Such a strong fluctuation of vitality, can a martial artist without a fixed soul be able to show it?

Daoist Master Wu Gang looked at City Lord Xu Kuo and frowned slightly. City Lord Xu Kuo personally told him yesterday that Fang Yi had no talent in martial arts, but only a very strong talent in medicine. Not long ago, Gao Bo and others also said that Fang Yi had not even decided on the Dao Soul, and was expelled from Yuxiu Academy because of this.

So...... What's going on now?

Fang Muxi looked at her younger brother Fang Yi with a pair of beautiful eyes, and she didn't know what was going on. She didn't understand why her younger brother Fang Yi had suddenly become a powerful Gathering God Realm martial artist? For a moment, Fang Muxi only felt that his head was blank.

"Gather the Eight Realms!" said Wu Gang Dao Master softly.

From the strength of the vitality fluctuations displayed by Fang Yi, he judged that Fang Yi was a Gathering Eight Realms martial artist. Moreover, Fang Yi's ability to control the vitality is also above Gao Zhixiang.

"Fifteen years old...... Concentrate on the Eight Realms?" Xu Kuo's lips moved.

Fifteen-year-old Gathering Eight Realms Martial Artist!

This kind of martial arts talent seems to be ...... Isn't it worse than Gao Zhixiang, and when Fang Yi is seventeen years old, it shouldn't be difficult to reach the Nine Realms of Gathering Spirits. It's just that, when did this kid Fang Yi have such a martial arts talent?Are the rumors about Fang Yi in the city really all nonsense?

Gao Bo's eyes flashed, and Fang Yi's sudden display of vitality strength startled him.

"It's okay! It's okay, it's just the Eight Realms. It is not difficult for my son's auspicious to defeat him. After taking a breath, Gao Bo said secretly in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, the gap between the Eight Realms of Gathering Gods and the Nine Realms of Gathering Gods is still quite large.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang in the field, Fang Yi and Gao Zhixiang have come into contact head-on. The vitality of the two slammed together.

Everyone only saw that after the collision of vitality, Gao Zhixiang's body took a step back uncontrollably, and Fang Yi's body took two small steps back uncontrollably. Judging from the results of the competition, the gap between the vitality strength of the two is very weak.

"This ...... Shouldn't the Nine Realm Martial Artists of the Gathering Gods be able to fly the Gathering Eight Realm Martial Artists?" a guard from the City Lord's Mansion subconsciously said this.