"I really don't know where you got the courage to dare to speak out at this time!"

Rong Baiqian squinted at the square marks, and always felt that this person was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

The two have known each other for several years, but he has never seen through the square marks.

Although Rong Baiqian is arrogant, he is not a fool, he clearly knows the gap between himself and Fang Zhen.

It is precisely because of this that he buried his hatred in the bottom of his heart and kept it back.

It wasn't until not long ago that the news of Fang Zhenxiu's retreat came, and he realized that his opportunity had come, so he dared to go up the mountain with the Yuan brothers to make trouble.

Whether he can be the chief disciple or not doesn't matter to him, the only thing he wants to do is to taunt Fang Zhen in front of everyone, and let out a bad breath for many years.

But he never thought that even if his strength was not as good as before, Fang Zhen would still be so tough, and he couldn't get off the stage again and again.

took off his coat and threw it aside, and killing intent burst out in Rong's eyes.

In fact, Fang Zhen was even more looking forward to this competition than him, because in the Qingshan Sect, the cultivation of other disciples was too far behind him, and even if it was Bloody Wuyi, it would be difficult for him to survive a few rounds.

He needs an opponent, an opponent who can prove his strength.

The onlookers seemed to be more nervous than the two of them, one by one, full of anticipation.

If it weren't for the Sect Master here, I'm afraid they would have already started urging loudly.

Rong Baiwan was the first to attack, and with a slight clenching of his fists, his momentum rose a notch, his long hair was windless and automatic, and the green tendons on his forehead exploded.

With his cultivation, he naturally can't release the true yuan like Gu Yuan, but it also has a majesty.

"Martial Artist Nine Heavens!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Among the monks, the hierarchy is clearly divided, martial arts, psychic, qi control, daotai, and real people, and each major realm is divided into ten small realms.

Being able to have the strength of the Martial Artist Nine Heavens means that he has become the pinnacle of this level and an existence that others look up to.

No wonder he dared to come to the door to provoke, and he was really fearless. ”

Blood Wuyi looked at the high-spirited young man on the field, and couldn't help but show a trace of shame on his face.

He has been practicing since he was a child, and he has achieved a little success in more than ten years, but he has only reached the Sixth Heaven.

Although there is only a difference of three small levels, Blood Wuyi understands in his heart how big the gap is, and many people may not have the achievements they have in their lifetime.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Fang Scar, and he couldn't hide the regret in his eyes.

"If, if that hadn't happened, Fang Scar's strength should be above him. ”

"Senior Brother Rong should be the most outstanding person in this sect now, right?"

......

At this time, many people have forgotten what Rong Millions has done in the past and began to use the word "senior brother".

Some of them were still late, fifteen or sixteen years old, and their faces were full of admiration.

This is not to blame them, there is no reason in this world in the first place, and only the strong can win the respect of everyone.

"Outstanding?"

Some of the older people, after hearing this, all moved their eyes to Fang Zhen's body.

Because for at least a decade, the word has been used to describe square marks, but now......

A monk who is over twenty years old but has only the strength of the martial artist Triple Heaven can no longer resist such praise.

In fact, they still have a trace of expectation in their hearts, hoping that he has recovered to the strength of three years ago, but the true yuan he released is not worth mentioning compared to Rong Baiqian.

Rong looked around, taking in everyone's expressions, and the smile on his face became even richer, and said, "In the past, did you ever have this cultivation?"

Fang Zhen didn't answer, and then put on the frame of the mountain-breaking fist.

This mountain-breaking fist is a yellow-level exercise, and its combat power is strong, but it is also very demanding, and it cannot be controlled without the strength of the psychic realm.

However, Fang Zhen has been practicing this set of exercises for five years, and he has basically reached the point where he is handy.

It's just that when the same set of exercises is used, there is no longer the original domineering, and I can't even feel the slightest fluctuation of the true yuan.

"Is it another mountain breaking fist? Did he forget that a few days ago, he performed this boxing technique, which is why he suddenly fainted?"

"This guy is really beyond his strength, and he has to spend the master's cultivation to save him. ”

......

Seeing the frame of the square mark, there was a burst of ridicule in the crowd.

Fang Zhen didn't take these cynicisms to heart in the slightest, and rushed forward with an arrow step.

Strike first!

These five words are the sentences he has experienced the most in his three years of traveling.

Rong Baiqian obviously didn't expect that he would do it when he said it, but there was no warning at all, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned immediately.

However, he reacted extremely quickly, and with his body slightly on one side, he easily dodged Fang Zhen's punch.

What he awakened was the Wind Wolf Spirit Root, and ferocity and agility were originally his specialties.

Fang Scar seemed to have known that the other party would be able to dodge, so he was not discouraged when he missed the first blow, and turned to hand-to-hand combat with him.

What he has awakened is the Dragon Elephant Spirit Root, which aims to nourish the war with war, and the longer it lasts, the more beneficial it will be for him.

Sure enough, at the beginning, he was just mediocre, but gradually, the speed became faster and faster, and the power became greater and greater, and there was a faint sound of breaking the wind.

At this time, even those who started late noticed something unusual.

Because they practice the same exercises, the same moves, but no matter who uses them, they are not as skilled as Fang Qi.

As an opponent, Rong Baiqian is even more bitter, with his current cultivation, he is obviously far above the square marks, but because he lost the opportunity, he only has the ability to dodge, and he has no power to fight back.

That's the gap between the two!

In recent years, Rong Baiwan has always been pampered, in addition to cultivation, he only occasionally feeds people with tricks, but Fang Zhen is different, he has experienced real life and death.

The fights of the martial artists are far less brilliant and dazzling than those of Gu Yuan and Yuan Hua, but they are also dangerous and abnormal, because this is a fist-to-flesh competition, which can stimulate people's senses more.

Among the people present, the most anxious person was Rong Baiqian, because his current cultivation was several levels higher than Fang Qi, but he had been suppressed by the other party, and if he continued like this, even if he won this competition, his face would not have much brilliance.

The duel between the two masters, how could he be cranky? It was just a little distracted, and he was punched by a square mark on the chin.