Chapter 92: I'm Not His Father

Despite his mental preparations, Fang Mo was still in a state of shock, almost unable to grasp his hands steadily, and even almost couldn't even maintain the internal breath operation in the meridians.

If this kind of result happens, then with his physical strength that he has not been blessed by the Human Flying Sword Refining Success Method, he will definitely not be able to stop the bloody and romantic sharpness, and he is afraid that this sword will be seriously injured.

Fortunately, the Human Body Flying Sword Cultivation Success Method was different from other exercises after all, although the internal breath was affected and shocked, the core magic array that Fang Mo had arranged in advance could still play a complete role, quickly helping him return to normal.

Fang Mo's eyes shrank, his hand was forced, and he continued to grasp the blood-colored romantic sword body, and exchanged his internal breath for sword qi, forcibly breaking through the blood-colored romantic outer defense, and stabbing directly at the core of the sword body.

Seeing that Fang Mo actually dared to use his hand to directly grab the blood-colored romance, Gullit couldn't help but let out a loud laugh.

He knew very well the power of the blood romance, the closer the distance, the stronger the impact caused by the core magic circle, now that Fang Mo actually grabbed it with his bare hands, the impact must be the strongest, even if he was not directly cut off a hand, he would definitely not be able to continue to resist.

"It's just looking for death!"

Gullit laughed and slashed with a sword, but was stunned to find that Fang Mo not only firmly held the blood romance with his hand, but his body did not move at all, and even the palm of his hand showed no signs of injury, as if a sword had slashed at a stone...... No, chopped on a piece of iron.

At the same time, he could clearly sense that Fang Mo's palm was emitting an extremely sharp, sword-like powerful aura, which had instantly penetrated the internal defense line he had placed on the blood-colored romance, but it was very strange that he did not continue to attack Gullit, but stayed within the sword body.

"What is this guy doing?"

Gurlitt was puzzled, but after a moment he understood.

"It must be that he has already tried his best to resist the invasion of the Scarlet Romantic Formation, and he has no strength left to continue the attack."

Thinking of this, Gurlit's heart was settled.

The reason why he dares to claim that he is invincible in the same realm is because he is holding a bloody romance, and he is not afraid to fight hard with anyone, because the opponent will definitely be completely suppressed by the bloody romance combined with his own exercises.

He snorted coldly, urging his inner breath and continuing to stimulate the blood-colored romantic flying sword with all his might, waiting for Fang Mo to lose his hold on sooner or later and be completely destroyed.

One of the two grabbed the hilt of the blood-colored romantic sword, and the other grabbed the sword body, and began to fight directly through the blood-colored romantic sword body, and for a while they both stood motionless in the ring, leaving only the blood-colored romantic sword body to continue to exude a blood-red strange light, enveloping both of them.

Most of the audience in the audience are knowledgeable, and when they see the situation in front of them, they naturally know that the two have reached the level of the most direct and dangerous direct competition, and they can't help but become more nervous.

Because at this point, the two sides are comparing the most basic internal breath strength, and there are no tricks available, and once defeated, the damage suffered is also the most direct and serious, ranging from damage to the meridians and even direct death.

The staff on the edge of the ring has quietly called the full-time medical staff of this competition, ready to go up to rescue someone as soon as possible after they are defeated.

Although it is common for two monks to compete and be injured or even die directly, after all, this is a selection competition held by the Academy Association, and if a person is killed and is widely reported by the media, it is not a good impact.

However, when everyone in the audience was still nervous, the situation on the stage changed again.

Among the two people who were shrouded in blood-red light, Fang Mo suddenly moved, and the hand holding the sword body suddenly burst out with an even more crimson and intense aura, and the next moment, the blood-red light released by the blood-colored romantic flying sword suddenly became rapidly thin.

It was just a moment of work, the light faded, revealing the complete body of the two people, and the light on the blood-colored romantic flying sword sword that was still tightly held by the two disappeared completely, revealing its original appearance, which can no longer give people a disgusting and weird feeling, in fact, it is just an ugly flying sword.

Everyone was stunned.

What happened?

Looking at this, it seems to ...... Did Fang Mo fight to win?

In the ring, Fang Mo let go of the hand holding the blood-colored romance, looked at the dejected Gurlitt on the opposite side, smiled, and took a step back.

After a while, Gurlitt raised his head and looked at Fang Mo blankly.

"You...... What was done? ”

Fang Mo smiled slightly: "I'm just trying to find a way to do something to the core circle in your flying sword, so that you can't fully activate the circle." ”

"No...... Impossible, how can you ...... How can such a thing be done? Gurlitt shook his head, apparently not convinced.

But the blood-colored romance in his hand was no matter how he used his internal breath to urge, but he didn't react at all, and he didn't have the feeling of unity when he held it in his hand before, but he couldn't help but believe it.

When everyone in the audience heard Fang Mo's answer, they all showed surprised expressions.

What is this guy talking about?

He actually did something to the weird flying sword in Gurlit's hand?

How does he move his hands and feet?

"You don't care how I do it, the truth is that I did it." Fang Mo shrugged and beckoned to Gullit. "How? Do you want to continue? ”

Gurlitt looked down at the blood-colored romance in his hand that was still unresponsive, and then looked up at Fang Mo, who still looked lost his soul, as if he had lost the unity of blood-colored romance, as if he had even lost his sanity.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Mo shook his head, walked over, and raised his feet.

"Bang-"

Like a piece of wood, Gullit was kicked in the waist by Fang Mo, and then directly kicked out.

Fortunately, he is a monk in the subtle realm after all, and his basic strength is still there, and he can barely maintain his figure and stand when he lands.

But looking at his stunned appearance, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover for a while.

Fang Mo glanced at Gurlitt in the audience, thinking that this guy had been using the Scarlet Romantic Flying Sword for a long time, and he had been severely restrained by this flying sword, and he was almost about to become its puppet.

Now that Fang Mo had destroyed the core circle inside the Scarlet Romance, he couldn't continue to use this flying sword, if he could seize this opportunity to reflect on it and get rid of the limitations of this flying sword, it would be possible for him to continue to make breakthroughs in the future.

If he can't, then he can only stay in the subtle realm for the rest of his life.

Of course, Fang Mo wouldn't go to educate him hard, not to mention whether Gurlitt could listen to it or not, after all, ......

"I'm not his father."

Seeing that the referee announced that he would automatically declare defeat because Gurlitt had fallen out of the ring, Fang Mo Shi Ran walked out of the ring.

When the audience in the ring saw Fang Mo coming down, they consciously made way for him.

The gazes that everyone looked at him became even more strange, and after the battle just now, Fang Mo's image in their eyes became more mysterious.

This guy ...... I remember that in an exclusive interview with him in Xinjing Media, the reason why he did not choose to enter the Open Heaven Sword Sect, but wanted to join a federal cultivation academy, was because he was more interested in refining.

So just now he said that he did something to the Scarlet Romance Flying Sword, and then made Scarlet Romance unusable, could it be that he relied on his refining strength?

If this is the case, it proves that his ability and talent in refining weapons are indeed very strong, then it is understandable that he does not look down on the refining ability of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

They didn't know that for Fang Mo, destroying the core magic circle of the Scarlet Romantic Flying Sword was actually not a very difficult thing.

Although the core magic circle inside this flying sword was very special, after Fang Mo took a moment to explore it just now, he found that it was actually only distinctive, in fact, there were still many flaws in the magic circle, compared to the flying sword that Fang Mo had directly contacted before, it was not much stronger, and it was not more difficult to destroy.

The reason why Gullit claimed to be invincible in the same realm as soon as he held it was nothing more than the opponent he had met before, and he couldn't stabilize himself under the sound of the blood wave like Fang Mo.

Of course, in fact, he was mostly bragging, at least Fang Mo was sure that if Gullit ran into the Soviet side before the breakthrough, it would be absolutely impossible to fight.

Fang Mo ignored what the surrounding audience thought, and after getting out of the ring, he refused the interview requests made by the media reporters who came around, went straight back to the room, took a shower, and decided to take advantage of the gap before the next round to rest for a while.

And didn't fall asleep.

Fang Mo lay on the bed, thinking about the core circle that he had just discovered in the blood-colored romantic flying sword.

That core circle does have a lot of flaws, and its own quality is not a particularly high-star magic circle, if you take it to evaluate, it is probably a 3-star appearance.

But it's really special.

This was the first time Fang Mo had come into contact with this kind of magic circle that could directly affect the spirit, which was equivalent to adding a "weak" negative state to the opponent.

Its design ideas and overall circle structure are very different from those circles that Fang Mo has come into contact with before, and it is very valuable for research.

Fang Mo pondered in his mind for a while, and felt that it was still not clear enough, so he simply opened his personal terminal and reproduced the magic circle he had just detected on the virtual screen.

But what he copied was just a pattern, the layout of each section in the specific circle, the parameter setting of each node, and even the way each formation was connected to each other, of course, he couldn't find it clearly in the exploration carried out in a short battle.

Now he needs to figure out these details a little bit by himself, so that he can be regarded as completely eating the entire magic circle.

As for how to cooperate with the human body flying sword to refine the success method and inlay the formation in one's own body to play a role, that is the next stage of the matter.

Fortunately, Fang Mo often did this kind of thing during this time, and he was already very proficient, and he liked this feeling of indulging in research very much, and he did not feel tired, but was full of interest.

After studying this for a while, a communication request prompt suddenly popped out on the virtual screen in front of him.

found that it was sent by Feng Xiaoge, and Fang Mo chose to connect it.

As soon as Feng Xiaoge's face full of smug smiles was revealed, he shouted happily to Fang Mo: "Hey, Fang Mo, the money is done!" ”