Chapter 68: One person overwhelms the audience
Fang Yu looked at Wang Qiang on the field, standing in place and not moving, Wang Qiang took the lead and said sharply: "Boy, are you going down by yourself?" Or will I help you down? ”
Hearing this, Fang Yu sneered, another arrogant guy. Immediately, he snorted coldly and said, "Then it depends on whether you have that ability?" ”
"Good boy, this is what you said, then you're welcome to hang up." Wang Qiang snorted coldly, and after the referee said "start", the fighting energy in his body was running, and he rushed straight towards Fang Yu.
The figure moved, like a phantom.
Seeing this, Fang Yu's expression was calm, standing still, waiting for Wang Qiang's arrival, for him, the fighter was invincible at the same level.
Xuanhuo Palm!
Xuan-level low-level fighting skills!
A scorching flame erupted from Wang Qiang's palm, covering his palm, and a powerful heat wave was sent towards Fang Yu head-on.
Seeing this, Fang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, this Wang Qiang turned out to be a fire attribute fighter?
Fire Palm!
Fang Yu was not polite immediately, mobilizing the fighting qi in his body, the pitch-black fighting qi ran out from the dantian, passed through the meridians, and finally came to the palm, the dark strange flames rose from Fang Yu's palm, and the surrounding light was faintly distorted, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it.
Boom!
The two palms collided in mid-air, and a strong heat wave erupted violently, Wang Qiang took a few steps back uncontrollably, and this was him, the devouring flame violently devoured the flames on Wang Qiang's palm, and hit Wang Qiang's body with lightning speed.
The surging devouring flame entered Wang Qiang's body, and immediately began to frantically devour the fighting qi in his body.
Wang Qiang's complexion changed suddenly, and his gaze at Fang Yu was faintly shocked.
"What kind of vindictiveness are you, so weird?!"
Wang Qiang's face turned slightly pale, the fighting qi that Fang Yu had injected into his body was too weird, and now he was actually absorbing the fighting qi that was devouring his body.
Fang Yu ignored Wang Qiang, did not retreat, but advanced, and launched an attack on Wang Qiang.
The right fist was raised high, and a dark energy was already erected, and then it punched out towards Wang Qiang!
Crash Fist!
Boom!
A sonic boom erupted.
Wang Qiang hurriedly raised his hand to resist, but the dark energy quietly penetrated into Wang Qiang's arm and exploded.
Boom!
Wang Qiang's arms were numb for a while, red blood burst out from the blood vessels of his arms, and the two sleeves of his shirt were also blown into fragments scattered in the sky.
Fang Yu glanced at Wang Qiang with an indifferent expression, this punch, he only used a little dark energy, Wang Qiang was already injured.
"You lose, go down yourself." Fang Yu said indifferently.
Wang Qiang felt the severe pain and numbness in his arms, and when he heard Fang Yu's words, he was even more furious.
"Boy, I haven't lost yet, I was just careless just now."
Wang Qiang was unwilling, he just had a little arm injury, how could he lose?
"Then I'll send you down." Fang Yu spoke indifferently, and then took a step forward, and the "Phantom Step" unfolded, running towards Wang Qiang.
Step by step, a faint shadow appeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yu came to Wang Qiang, the speed was very fast, but with Wang Qiang's strength, it was difficult to see Fang Yu's movements clearly, but Fang Yu deliberately collected some strength, so that Wang Qiang could easily see clearly.
And this was also Fang Yu's intention, he wanted to crush the audience with absolute strength.
"Boy, it's your own death!" Wang Qiang laughed fiercely, endured the severe pain and numbness in his arms, and his fighting spirit surged.
However, Wang Qiang had just mobilized the fighting qi in his body, and the devouring flame that had lost the suppression of Wang Qiang's fighting qi had skyrocketed again, devouring a wave of fighting qi.
Wang Qiang's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized the remaining fighting energy, all of which focused on the palm of his hand.
Now that he didn't care about suppressing Fang Yu's Devouring Flame, he obviously wanted to fight with all his strength and decide the outcome with one move.
Fang Yu's expression was indifferent, his face remained unchanged, and at this time, Wang Qiang's palm had already slapped towards him.
The palms of the hands, like lava, shimmer with flowing crimson.
A fierce fist with a scorching breath.
Rumble!
Fang Yu's complexion remained unchanged, still indifferent.
Suddenly, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked towards Wang Qiang fiercely, and the latter came first and kicked Wang Qiang's lower abdomen violently.
Agni ham!
The Devouring Flame was attached to Fang Yu's leg, and the black flames looked extremely strange.
The cruel smile on Wang Qiang's face froze, and he only felt a strong force coming from his lower abdomen, and in an instant, the whole person felt that he was floating, and then like a kite with a broken string, he flew out fiercely and fell directly under the competition venue.
"In this game, Fang Yu won!"
The referee took a deep look at Fang Yu and loudly announced the result of the game.
As soon as the referee announced the result, there were bursts of cheers on the field below, and the sound came from the first class.
"This kid is kind of interesting!"
In the audience, Qianhu slightly reached out and stroked his white beard. With his eyesight, it was naturally not difficult to see that Fang Yu's cultivation of kung fu was extraordinary, this was an exercise that he had never seen before, and at least it was of the earth level, but he didn't know what level it was.
Thinking of this, Dean Hu Qian's eyes narrowed, this Fang Yu was really getting more and more incomprehensible to him, obviously he was from a small family, but he was cultivating this kind of word-level exercises.
"This little guy seems to be hiding a lot of secrets!" Hu Qian sighed slightly.
Although Fang Yu had secrets on his body, he didn't plan to explore them, everyone had their own secrets, this was a personal chance.
It's a pity that what Hu Qian didn't know was that Fang Yu was not cultivating a ground-level exercise, but a heaven-level exercise.
If he knew that Fang Yu was cultivating the Heavenly Rank Exercises, I am afraid he would not be so calm.
After all, the Heavenly Rank Exercises, this is unattainable, and only big forces like the Gu Clan have exercises of this level.
And even if it is the Gu Clan, only a small number of people can cultivate the Heavenly Rank Exercises, and these people must be the high-level of the Gu Clan.
Below.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Tutor Ruolin's mouth, Fang Yu, this kid, really didn't embarrass her, and it was not in vain that she had always given him all kinds of conveniences, and she didn't even let him come to class, this was a treatment that many people wanted, but Fang Yu got it, all because of his strength.
Fang Yu stood on the playing field, like an emperor, his majestic gaze looked around the audience, as if he was patrolling his territory.
In the end, Fang Yu's gaze stayed on Lin Zhiying, the tutor of the second class below, after looking around.
The corners of his mouth lifted a hint of sarcasm, and then Fang Yu looked away, looked at the referee, and said, "Next!" ”