A person who has only opened ten divine apertures wants to beat a monk who has opened his divine aperture in every possible way, which in the eyes of ordinary people is simply bold and does not know what to say.

It's a pity that Fang Yang is not an ordinary person.

Sensing that Mu Bai didn't move, Fang Yang was slightly disappointed.

"Elder Zhao, do you know what level I have, take me to a single room, I'll just say it once. ”

Fang Yang said coldly.

Zhao Wuji's face was ugly, and Fang Yang really didn't give him any face.

He quietly pulled Fang Yang aside and whispered: "If you don't have evidence to show your talent, you can't enjoy the standard of a single room, this is a sect rule, and I can't help it, if you have to force me, then we have to die together!"

Zao Wou-Ki blew his beard and stared, a broken jar and a broken posture!

"Then I can't live with that group of waste, isn't that lowering my worth?"

Fang Yang was angry and roared.

His voice was loud, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Damn, these two ancestors said that we are waste, I can't bear it, I want to beat him!"

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

A group of people were gearing up, staring at Fang Yang with wide eyes, eager to devour him alive.

was already suppressed by those geniuses, and he had been holding his breath, and now he even looked down on them as the recognized second ancestor of waste, how could he bear it?

When Zhao Wouji saw this posture, his eyes rolled, and he thought about it, revealing a wicked smile: "But it's not like there's no way, as long as——"

"Something to say!"

Zhao Wuji glanced at him deeply, and turned to everyone: "There are indeed talented people in this world, who cannot be measured by spirit stones to measure their potential, and there is also a very lenient treatment for this kind of talent sect. As long as this kind of person can show enough potential to be recognized by the sect, then he can enjoy the treatment of a genius without the need for a spirit measuring stone!"

"How?"

Someone asked.

"As long as that person can knock everyone else down, that's enough!"

Zhao Wuji glanced at Fang Yang, revealing a sinister smile.

"Is that easy?" are you sure?"

Fang Yang was surprised.

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Zhao Wuji glanced at Fang Yang strangely, this guy's strength is indeed a bit perverted, but after all, he has only opened ten magic tricks, and he fights five hundred by himself, even if he doesn't die, he will be tired and lie down!

Of course, Zao Wou-Ki didn't dare to let Fang Yang die, his life was still in Fang Yang's hands, but to keep him half-dead, he had ten thousand means!

At that time, Fang Yang will come to him if he can't stand the beating, and then he will take out the Gu worm in his brain in exchange for this, and then, see how Lao Tzu plays with you!

"Hahaha~~~"

"Elder Zhao, what are you laughing at?"

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhao Wuji came back to his senses and found that Fang Yang was staring at him with displeasure on his face, and at the same time, there were five hundred pairs of eyes staring at him fiercely.

His old face turned red, and he hurriedly changed the topic, and said, "Fang Yang said that he can beat you all one by one, as long as he beats you all down, you are qualified to live in the Genius Courtyard, do you agree?"

"Arrogance!"

Mu Bai sneered.

"One man beats us five hundred, let him come over, and I'll tear that mouth apart!"

"I'm going to scratch his face, and I'm angry when I see that little white face, what the hell!"

Fang Yang said impatiently: "I just ask if you agree, where is there so much nonsense?"

"I'll be the first to come!"

At this moment, a roar erupted from the crowd.

It's a tall, lanky figure.

I saw him shout, and twenty divine apertures opened out of his hands, emitting a faint orange glow.

"Orange Spirits?"

Fang Yang despised it.

"Ten more of these goods, let's go together!"

"A waste dares to say that, look for death!"

The tall and thin man was furious, and his body was like the wind, like an orange lightning bolt bursting out.

"Kill this arrogant Second Ancestor!"

"Rip his mouth!"

"Break his arm!"

A crowd applauded, as if they had done it themselves.

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but sigh, how much hatred this person has to make a group of strangers hate the same enemy!

Bang!

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the battle was over.

It wasn't Fang Yang who fell to the ground, it was a tall and thin man!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they saw the results of the battle, they let out a sigh.

One move, one move and defeat?

They hadn't seen the details of the battle yet.

The thin and tall man was helped up, his right hand trembled, and it was confirmed that the fracture was undoubtedly broken, and he had lost his combat effectiveness!

"Who the hell are we going to be rubbish?"

Fang Yang looked at him with a sneer.

The tall and thin man blushed and couldn't speak.

"I'm coming!"

Another figure appeared.

He is short in stature, muscular in muscle, and also has an orange spirit root, but he has already opened thirty divine apertures.

"I'm the Sun family of Mangcheng—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a fist swing over, and hurriedly reached out to block.

But the strength of the other party was so great that there was a sharp pain in his arm in an instant, and his body flew upside down.

"I'm not interested in your name, after all, it's all rubbish for me!"

Fang Yang shook his fist and said with disdain.

"You-"

The man held his arm, sweating profusely from his forehead, and he dared not speak in anger, because the punch just now really made his heart palpitate.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm saying everyone here is rubbish!"

Fang Yang squinted his eyes and stretched out his fingers to ring his fingers, not missing a person.

In the air, there was silence.

I'm rubbing, this kid is too good at pretending, isn't it too much?

A cold sweat suddenly broke out behind Zao Wou-ki's back, he was very worried that the situation would deviate from his expectations if this situation continued, if this kid was killed, he would have to be finished!

But things have developed so far, and it is no longer for him to stop.

"What is there to be arrogant about defeating two orange spirit roots? Today I will let you know what it means to have people outside the human body and mountains outside the mountains?"

A figure walked out, the yellow light was very dazzling, and the aura was so strong that Fang Yang frowned.

Fifty Divine Tips!

Among the five hundred people here, three hundred are red spirit roots, and there are more than one hundred orange spirit roots, only more than fifty yellow spirit roots, more than ten green spirit roots, and only Ye Zihao is one green spirit root.

Huang Linggen can already be called the upper-class figure among these people.

"Why talk nonsense, come to war!"

Fang Yang burst into tears and opened ten divine apertures, the light was shining, even more dazzling than the other party's fifty divine apertures.

"What kind of exercise is this, I seem to feel the scorching sun and turbidity!"

"He's only enlightened now, could it be that he only used physical strength just now?"

"With ten divine apertures, he has won one twenty divine apertures and one thirty divine apertures in a row, and he still uses one punch, is he really a genius?"

Seeing Fang Yang's burst of breath in the crowd, there was a sound of surprise.

Fang Yang rushed over first, because he clearly felt that this person was different from the previous two.

The higher the talent, the greater the power exerted, and it is not simply the accumulation of the number of divine apertures!

Bang!

The other party chose to resist hard, and was smashed by Fang Yang's punch and retreated again and again, his body was a little embarrassed, but he did not fall.

Fang raised his eyebrows, sure enough!

The other party's heart was like a stormy wave, and Fang Yang's strength was far beyond his expectations.

His hands trembled with pain, but Fang Yang didn't give him time to rest, and rushed up again.

Punch after punch, he had no power to fight back, and his expression was painful.

"Even Huang Linggen is invincible, this guy is really a genius?"

"Maybe, maybe it's just that he has practiced some powerful exercises, don't forget, there are also ten green spirit roots, those are almost genius existences, and their strength is strong, which is definitely not comparable to this kid!"

"That's right!"

The men nodded in relief.

"I understand, you have no power, but you don't know how to practice!"

Suddenly, that Huang Linggen dodged away, panting, his eyes flashing with light, as if he had discovered a new continent.