"Fang Yi, in Xia Lu Zhijun, I have heard of the name for a long time, although I am not your opponent, I still have to try my best. ”

Opposite Fang Yi, a tall, extremely stout man said in a deep voice.

Fang Yi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the other party to confess so much, he suddenly had a good feeling, and smiled slightly: "Pass the prize!"

"Please!" Although the stout man seemed to be rough and informal, he was quite respectful to his opponent, perhaps because of Fang Yi.

However, his actions have won the favor of many people.

"Please!" Fang Yi also hugged his fists.

The next moment, the stout man roared like a beast.

Bang! Bang!

Every time he took a step, there was a muffled sound on the ground, and the whole ring seemed to tremble, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, the opponent's strength was actually not weak, it had already reached the tenth level of the Spirit Sea, and it was still a strong horizontal type in the flesh, but it was still not enough in Fang Yi's eyes.

"Tsk, Lu Zhijun's momentum, I'm afraid that few people in the Ten Layers of Linghai dare to say that he won him, he is really domineering. ”

"No, it's a pity that he was too lucky, and he actually met Fang Yi in the first game. ”

Some people in the crowd felt sorry for Lu Zhijun and sighed.

Although Lu Zhijun is powerful, Fang Yi can repel Leng Xingkong with a single sword, and it can be said that it is clear who wins and who loses.

The fat man and Zhao Mingde also looked relaxed and freehand, and they had absolute confidence in each other.

It's just getting started, so naturally they won't be nervous.

On the field, Lu Zhijun's furious fist was about to kill, like a meteor, unstoppable, if it was replaced by a slightly worse strength, it was estimated that he would be scared half to death.

However, Fang Yi didn't move, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What does Fang Yi want to do, why is he still not moving, does he want to take this punch hard?"

"How is it possible, no matter how powerful Fang Yi is, this punch will have a thousand catties, and it will not be a problem to crack gold and gravel, how can the flesh and blood be able to resist it. ”

"Yes, even if Fang Yi's cultivation is advanced and he has comprehended the sword intent, he is flesh and blood after all. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and it was obvious that Fang Yi's behavior was full of puzzlement.

Although the fat man and Zhao Mingde had no doubts about Fang Yi, they were also at a loss at this time, and they didn't know what Fang Yi's idea was at all.

In fact, Fang Yi's idea is very simple, since the other party is good at physical body, then he will fight hand-to-hand with the other party.

He felt that this was the greatest respect for a stout man.

Seeing that Lu Zhijun's furious fist was about to smash into Fang Yi's body.

At this time, Fang Yi also slowly clenched his fists and punched.

This punch seems to be extremely ordinary, and it doesn't seem to be any advanced martial art.

In fact, this was indeed a punch that Fang Yi casually launched, without any fancies, it was completely the strength of the flesh.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they didn't understand what Fang Yi meant at all.

However, Lu Zhijun's face on the stage changed greatly, and in the face of this punch, he seemed to feel a mountain pressing down.

The physical body has always been his strong point, and hand-to-hand combat with others, even if it is a higher cultivation than him, he has never been afraid of anyone, but in the face of this punch, it made him feel a little timid, but he had to send it on the string.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

The two fists collided in an instant, and a wave of air rolled in the air.

Lu Zhijun's figure retreated, and he retreated a few steps before he stabilized his figure.

But Fang Yi only shook slightly.

This!

The crowd was in an uproar, everyone knew that Fang Yi was powerful, but it was cultivation and sword intent, but no one had ever known that Fang Yi's physical body was also so strong.

Even the fat man and Zhao Mingde didn't know about it, because they didn't know the existence of the true dragon's blood.

"Tsk, Fang Yi is too strong, they all say that he may enter the top twenty, in my opinion, it is not possible, but ironclad will be able to enter. ”

"I think so, I just don't know who is stronger, he or Lin Shaohan, and only the two of them among the new disciples are likely to enter the top twenty. ”

"Yes, I really hope that they can meet them this time to see who is the strongest among the new disciples. ”

It can be seen that many people in the outer gate want to know which of the two is more powerful.

It's no wonder that they are both new disciples, and they have all comprehended the sword intent, and their cultivation is also quite comparable, so they will naturally be compared together.

"Fang Yi, come again!"

Lu Zhijun's eyes were glowing with golden light, obviously he didn't expect Fang Yi's body to be so strong, although he had lost the upper hand with the blow just now, it aroused his fighting intent, like a fierce beast that saw its prey.

After speaking, he stepped out, and the entire ring seemed to tremble slightly, and the momentum also climbed steadily, and the violent energy was wanton all around him.

Fang Yi smiled faintly, he had the heart to try his physical body, and he also took a step.

Rumble!

Bang!

The two figures instantly fought, without any fancy martial arts, only the most primitive and savage fighting.

You punch, I punch, fist to the flesh, shocking.

The audience in the audience was already shocked.

What kind of martial arts competition is this, it is completely like two fierce beasts fighting, although the picture does not have a trace of beauty, but the shock is better than the martial arts I don't know how many times, as if awakening the most primitive impulse in the depths of human nature.

"What a two-headed monster!"

Some people in the crowd couldn't help but sigh, and there were more and more onlookers in the audience, because this kind of battle was too shocking and too rare.

"Good job, come on!"

Everyone in the audience shouted and cheered, and the two on the stage were fighting together, full of fighting spirit.

"Hahaha, happy. Lu Zhijun laughed loudly as he fought.

"Each other, each other!" Fang Yi also smiled faintly.

Such fights also gave him a deeper understanding of his body.

After being transformed by the True Dragon's Blood, his body had never fought like this except for his recovery power.

At this moment, after a big battle, he felt a feeling of comfort throughout his body, and the power of the true dragon's blood in his body seemed to have been released, and it was more perfectly fused.

This phenomenon made Fang Yi overjoyed.

It seems that more of these battles will be needed in the future, which will be of great benefit to one's own physical body.

Tasting the sweetness, Fang Yi secretly made up his mind.

At this moment, the battle between the two was also coming to an end, and Lu Zhijun gradually lost his strength, and was knocked out of the ring by Fang Yi's punch.

Originally, he planned to keep his hand, but when he saw the other party's eyes, he knew that if he really did that, the other party would definitely think that he looked down on him.

So Fang Yi didn't stay.

Boom!

Lu Zhijun fell to the ground heavily, but he couldn't see any emotion after defeat on his face, but showed a trace of joy and excitement.

"Fang Yi, thank you, today is the happiest day I lost. ”

Lu Zhijun quickly got up and laughed.

"Brother Lu, concede!" Fang Yi hugged his fists and said, he felt that the other party was worthy of calling Brother Lu by himself.