He said silently in his heart, "Wait. I remember that there was a trick in the Golden Armor that my father never taught me. It seems to be called the Golden Armor Regeneration Technique, which uses some severed limbs of the body to increase the strength of the Golden Armor tenfold.

Although this move is very powerful and can multiply the caster's strength, it is also very costly, and each time it is cast, the torso of the arms or thighs must be destroyed as a sacrifice for the regeneration of the golden armor. In other words, this is a gambling trick that is unsuccessful and successful. If it fails, the danger of being killed will be even greater, after all, without an arm or a leg, it will be more difficult to fight the enemy.

However, I am in a situation where I have had an arm cut off, in other words, I have no choice. If I continue to fight Shi Hai in this state, I will be killed by him sooner or later, after all, now that flying sword magic weapon is back in his hands. Okay, since that's the case, then I'll fight too. Let me think about it, I remember that this trick should work like this. ”

As soon as he thought of this, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, the more excited and urgent, and after shrinking back and avoiding the sword on the good sword, he did not retreat but advanced, rolled forward, and his butt brushed the good sword, and when he avoided the pursuing sword, he rolled forward four times in a row, and when he came to the broken arm, he stopped, and with a snort, he smashed the one arm to pieces.

When the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but be stunned, showing a look of confusion. A flurry of conversations rang out, and the atmosphere became strange in a blink of an eye.

"Hey. What the hell do you say Young Master Fang is doing? He obviously avoided Shi Hai's pursuit just now, why did he smash his broken arm? If he wants to attack, he should also attack Shi Hai, it is pointless to smash the already broken arm again. Is Young Master Fang stupid?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How could Young Master Fang be stupid? He was self-defeating. It's over. At such a time, there is only one possibility to do such a meaningless thing. Young Master Fang's anger was too deep to vent, so he had to find his arm to vent his anger. He's running away. ”

"I don't think so. If that's the case, why don't you destroy the venue? After all, it's a martial arts competition. If the venue is damaged. There is still a chance to defeat Shi Hai. Have you forgotten?

One of the rules of the tournament is that if you knock your opponent out of the court, you win. In other words, if you destroy the field, you will lose no matter where you stand, as long as part of your body hits the ground. As long as Young Master Fang is caught off guard by Shi Hai, he still has a chance. I think there must be a mystery in Young Master Fang's doing. ”

Huang Fujian said in disbelief: "I don't believe it. Young Master Fang must have given up on himself. He is not an uncle, and after losing his legs, he can still have the strength to fight, and he can surprise me every time. He was the young master Fang whose strength had always been in a crushing position in the past, and he had never been so embarrassed as he was now. He is not like an uncle, he belongs to the kind of person whose strength is bottomless. ”

Su Hui also smiled. Said excitedly: "Great." Shi Hai is finally going to win this time.

Although Young Master Fang's current behavior was very strange, I didn't think it would bring him any meaningful help, after all, it was just a broken arm. What's more, Shi Hai had already snatched the super powerful flying sword back into his hand, and in this case, it was impossible for him to have any possibility of defeat. It was only a matter of time before Young Master Fang won the battle. ”

"That's right. Wu Tong heard Su Hui's comments, and finally came back to his senses from his contemplation, and said in agreement: "The strength of this Shihai is already very strong, just now without a flying sword. Being able to support Young Master Fang for so long is enough to prove that he is amazing. Now that he has the flying sword, his certainty of victory is only getting greater.

As for Young Master Fang. I couldn't understand why he was smashing an already dead arm again. I think most of them are also self-defeating, or they will be too mentally hit. It's not normal. This possibility is not impossible, and it should be very high.

After all, in today's final, the situation has changed too much and too quickly, and you will have an advantage in a while. After a while, I have an advantage. It's like a spinning coin that is always switching between black and white until it stops. No one can see the final result. But it should be almost stopped by now.

Because, both sides have no hole cards. Shi Hai's hole cards are obviously better. Of course, his strength is also higher. It's just that there is one thing I still can't understand, why Shi Hai would wear a mask at this time that can't improve any skill for him.

Even if it meant a lot to him, why didn't he wear it sooner? And when did he get this mask, and where did he get it?"

As soon as she said this, the more she spoke, the more confused she became, the more curious she became, and before she knew it, she fell into a long contemplation.

Just when he was deep in thought, Yang Qiu turned around halfway, ran two steps, stepped forward, and stabbed three swords in a row, attacking Fang Fanchen's eyebrows, throat and chest respectively, but they were all avoided by Fang Fanchen dangerously and dangerously.

Yang Qiu was shocked in his heart, revealing a look of surprise that could not be concealed, and said secretly: "What's the matter? Why has this Fang Fanchen's speed improved a lot? As far as I know, it shouldn't be like this?" Okay." Anyway, I don't know how you managed to get your speed up again, but I'm going to do it for you. ”

As soon as he thought of this, his left hand shrank, and when he was still half a meter away from Fang Fanchen, his right hand stabbed a sword forward, and the Flying Fire Meteor Sword was unleashed, and a sword light just lit up at the tip of the sword, and it had already turned into hundreds of ways, intensively blasting towards all the vital points of Fang Fanchen's body, poofing a few times, completely hitting, stabbing Fang Fanchen with thousands of holes, at a glance, it looked like a living beehive, indescribably miserable.

When the audience saw this scene, they all changed color and exclaimed in unison. One after another screams rang out.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! What the hell is going on? Is Young Master Fang dead like this? It's too miserable, isn't it? I have a phobia of intensity. Yes. I can't. My head is so dizzy, I feel so disgusting, so cruel. This sea of stones is too much. Shi Hai, you bastard, I curse you!"

"That's right. Shi Hai, you're going too far. Let me lose the money, not to mention, but let me see such a disgusting corpse, I'm afraid I'm going to have a nightmare for a month. I will curse you too. You don't die well. Yes. I can't take it anymore. Let me vomit for a while, Mom. ...... vomit"

"Who told me this is not true. Who's coming! Damn, I don't want that. Young Master Fang, why are you giving up on yourself. If you work harder and fight harder, you still have a chance. Why do you want to do this to yourself? Don't you know that we have high hopes for you?

The more Yang Qiu looked at it, the more excited he became, and when he saw Fang Fanchen lying motionless on the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Great." It's finally over.

This game is exhausting to death. It's really ......" But as soon as he thought of this, he suddenly found that the position where Fang Fanchen was lying was clean, and his body was also clean, except for the sunken hole, there was no blood flowing out, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and his face changed. Strangely said in his heart: "What's going on? Hasn't Fang Fanchen been stabbed into a hornet's nest by me?"

In that case, why don't I see any blood flowing out of him? Didn't I pierce his body? Isn't that the best explanation for the fact that there are so many holes in his body? In every hole, you can see the dirt and stones behind the holes. So why exactly?

Could it be that when Fang Fanchen and I fought, he had already exhausted his blood early? No. How could a person's blood be drained so quickly? What the hell is going on? Wait! Could it be that it was Fang Fanchen's cultivation that drained the blood? Yes. There is such a possibility. Otherwise, it would not explain his current strange situation.

There were holes all over the body, but no blood was coming out. It's weird. Wrong. Still not right. If this guy's technique requires blood to be consumed, then it can't be so coincidental, right? It just so happens that when I cast the Flying Fire Meteor Sword, his blood runs out?

Absolutely not. There is still a problem with the explanation. That's right. If there is no problem. It's not normal. Even if Fang Fanchen really happened to such a coincidence, it was impossible for him to have no internal organs, right? There was not a single piece of internal organs in the holes. This is not normal.

I can't even see the bones. It's weird. Not good. Could it be that this Fang Fanchen lost to me fake?"

As soon as he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more sure he became. The more certain he was, the more uneasy he became, and after looking at Fang Fanchen for a long time, he saw that Fang Fanchen's whole body trembled slightly, and finally showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed. Taking a deep breath, a sword in his right hand stabbed Fang Fanchen's face without saying anything, and said, "You really have a problem." But I'm not going to give you a chance, to die!"

"Boom!"

A soft sound echoed. After the good sword and Fang Fanchen's eyebrows touched, a dazzling golden light lit up from the contact position, covering the entire face in the blink of an eye. Then, it continued to spread downward, faster and faster, and in a few moments, it had covered the entire corpse covered with holes.

When the audience saw this scene, they opened their mouths in disbelief, revealing a look of surprise, but then their eyes lit up one by one, as if they had seen some rare treasure, and they looked up and laughed happily. Excited shouts rang out one after another.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Today's final was so interesting. It's so much fun. This is definitely the most interesting tournament I've watched for so long. I thought Young Master Fang couldn't do it just now. I didn't expect him to have a backhand. Otherwise, why would Young Master Fang still have golden light on him?"

"yes, yes. Hahahaha! Young Master Fang, this guy still has hole cards. I'll just say it. How could a person like him be willing to lose to Shi Hai. That Shi Hai used to be an apprentice of a subordinate in his family. In other words, Shi Hai's status is in front of him, and he is not even as good as a subordinate.

It's like putting you in a race against a trash picker to see who makes more money. You originally had a lot of money, and earning 10,000 yuan a day is not too little, but the person who picks up garbage can only pick up hundreds of yuan a day, right? Even if the person who picks up garbage is strong and lucky, he can only pick up a thousand pieces at most a day.

Let a person with a daily income of only 1,000 yuan and a person with the worst daily income of tens of thousands of yuan compare the income of a month. I don't think it's possible that the person who earns 10,000 yuan a day loses anyway. If such a thing really happens, can the person who earns 10,000 yuan a day be willing?

Since he is unwilling, he will definitely work harder to make money. The person who picks up garbage can only earn a thousand yuan in a day, and the person who earns tens of thousands of yuan a day can easily stabilize ten times the income of his opponent.

Now he found that the opponent had recently taken a **** luck, and suddenly the daily income broke through a new number, reaching 10,000 yuan, and he worked hard, and the income was more than that of the person who picked up the garbage, isn't it a matter of minutes? If he worked harder and worked harder, it would not be difficult to earn ten times the opponent's income again.

After all, making money is such a thing, the more money the better. The individual strength of the players in the competition is the same. The stronger the person, the stronger the person, the weaker the person, the less likely it is to become stronger, even if he barely becomes stronger with some means, it is only temporary, not like the already strong person. ”

"You're so right. Young Master Fang is the one who can easily earn more than 10,000 yuan, and Shi Hai is the one who picks up garbage. Although the two of them have been evenly matched before, a huge gap still exists. It's just that we have been unconsciously ignoring it. Who let us put all the money on Young Master Fang, the so-called authorities are talking about this truth. ”

"What do you care about so much? Does it make sense to figure things out? I don't think there's any point. It's enough to make money. Isn't it?Young Master Fang, I've always been your staunch brain-dead fan. I don't care why you're hiding your back. All I know is that I will support you from beginning to end. As long as you help me win. ”

"Haha. That's right. Young Master Fang, we will always support you. As long as you can keep helping us make money. Young Master Fang, seeing that you still have a backhand, we are finally relieved now. Hurry up and kill Shi Hai. We're already sitting on our buttocks. Can you let us out of the room? ”

"yes, yes. Young Master Fang, thank you for bringing us such a wonderful game. We were really satisfied with watching it today. But it's too much. It's been a long time. You should be able to take out the killer weapon to kill Shi Hai, right? Otherwise, we're all going to have a heart attack from you. Ha ha. Of course this is a joke. But can I trouble you and end the game quickly!" )