To deal with you, I only need thirty percent of my strength. ”

Wang Jian shrugged his shoulders, and then the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

Fang Hao slowly exhaled and said, "Thirty percent of the strength, that's really too much to look up to me." ”

In fact, for Wang Jian, with an opponent whose cultivation is one level lower than that of a heavy cultivator, he exerts his strength of thirty percent, and he really looks up to Fang Hao too much.

But Fang Hao will make him feel what it means to be affordable.

"Storm Remnant!"

Shout!

With a swipe of the long sword in Wang Jian's hand, an extremely strong tornado appeared in front of that sword qi.

And inside this tornado, there was a sharp sword.

Seeing this, Fang Hao exhaled slowly, and then punched forward.

Bang!

Suddenly, a fist qi was like a meteor, piercing the tornado sword qi and blasting towards the front of Wang Jian.

"What?"

That Wang Jian's pupils contracted, and the look of horror on his face was fully revealed.

But if he wanted to fight back, it was too late, because the sharp fist qi directly hit Wang Jian's body.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a figure flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and smashed heavily on the edge of the martial platform.

When everyone saw this scene, their expressions of horror completely stopped.

They never imagined that with the power of Fang Hao's punch, he would be able to directly knock down the King Sword of the Sixth Recultivation of the Demigod Realm.

Ten breaths of time had passed, and the king had not yet stood up.

Because he was directly knocked out by Fang Hao's punch, it was absolutely impossible to wake up in three or five days.

Seeing this, all the disciples reacted slowly, and under the martial platform, the pot had completely exploded.

"A punch?"

"How is it possible, he defeated the sixth level of the Demigod Realm Wang Jian with one punch?"

"I don't believe it, it must be my delusion. ”

"That's right, Fang Hao of the Sky Master Sect, his cultivation is only the fifth level of the Demigod Realm, it is impossible for him to defeat Wang Jian with one punch. ”

Even if everyone saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that Fang Hao's strength would be so strong.

But they talked and discussed, and finally found a reason that made sense, that is, Wang Jian underestimated Fang Hao, he must have not used Sancheng's strength just now, and then he was defeated by Fang Hao with all his strength.

Only in this way can it be said that Wang Jian will be defeated at the hands of Fang Hao.

But they said the opposite, Fang Hao's punch didn't even use Yicheng's strength at all, and he had already blasted that Wang Jian away with one punch.

"It's not that this Wang Jian underestimates our senior brother, it's that our senior brother's strength is so strong. Donghua said.

He was the only disciple in the Sky Master who had studied with Fang Hao, although he only entered the country to learn, but he was beaten by Fang Hao's move and had no power to fight back.

Tianli said: "But the other disciples don't think so, but it's okay. ”

This was the first time Tianli had seen Fang Hao's strength, and it was completely beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that his senior brother Fang Hao would have a fierce battle with that Wang Jian, and he would fight until the last moment before he could defeat Wang Jian.

But he didn't expect Fang Hao to defeat his opponent with one move.

"Twelve points, our division has scored twelve points, as long as the senior brother wins one more point, then our division will sit firmly on the throne of the first place. Tianli said.

"Not necessarily, and even if there is the next game, the other disciples of the sect will definitely not let our sect win another point, that is to say, the next competition between the senior brothers in the ring will face the opponent of the sixth level of the demigod realm. Donghua analyzed.

"Fourth Senior Sister, what do you think?" Tianli asked.

Tang Qingyun shook his head and said, "I don't know, but Senior Brother is nine out of ten." ”

Although she hadn't seen all of Fang Hao's strength, nor had she sparred with Fang Hao, she already knew that Fang Hao's strength was above her in the Purgatory Divine Sect.

Therefore, she believed that among the two-star junior disciples present, there was hardly any opponent who could defeat Fang Hao.

Shout!

In a flash.

Another man appeared in Wutai.

The man was in his early thirties, with a pair of blue and white gloves on his hands, and he was stronger than most adult men.

And his cultivation is even more at the sixth level in the demigod realm.

"Morton of the Gongshi Gate. ”

"Morton?"

"Don't you know, he is a descendant of the boxing god of Beiye Mountain, a martial artist with natural divine power. ”

"I also didn't expect him to join the Nine Heavens Sect to study martial arts. ”

"So strong!"

Everyone sighed at this Morton.

Before Fang Hao's competition with him began, everyone began to praise this Morton.

"The strength of your punch just now is indeed not weak, but it is far worse than me. ”

Morton clenched his fists, and there was a snapping sound in both of his fists.

This Morton thought to himself that among the two-star junior disciples, there was no disciple whose strength was stronger than him.

Fang Hao immediately took out the heavy sword behind him.

At this time, Morton spoke: "I thought that you would fight me with strength, no matter whether you use a sword or a fist, you will definitely lose at my hands." ”

Fang Hao exhaled slowly, then put away the heavy sword behind him.

And this move made everyone think that Fang Hao was hit by this Morton, so he planned to compete with Morton with his fists.

But in fact, Fang Hao was just trying to hide his eyes and ears and not expose his strength too much.

To put it bluntly, Fang Hao was just pretending.

But you have to pretend, and you have to pretend to be a little bit like that.

Seeing this, he pointed to the fist gloves in Morton's hand, and then said, "Are you going to let me have a power contest with you with my bare hands?" ”

Hearing this, Morton immediately glanced at the gloves on his hands, and then immediately took off the gloves in his hands.

The disciples who saw this scene had nothing to say.

Everyone is bare-handed, and whoever wins, then whose power is stronger.

But almost all the disciples believed that Fang Hao and Morton would definitely lose in a contest of strength.

Competing with a martial artist with innate divine power, there is definitely not much chance of winning, and this Morton's cultivation is the sixth level in the demigod realm.

Whisk!

In an instant, a majestic ripple of true qi erupted from Morton's body.

At this time, he also gathered his strength on his fist, and then punched Fang Hao head-on.

At the same time, Fang Hao also condensed his strength on his right fist, and then punched out.

Bang!

The two fist qi collided in the center of the martial platform.

The strong fluctuations spread out layer by layer.

And the power fluctuations that Wutai was subjected to were even more shattered.

Rumble!

(End of chapter)