"Bite you, can't I bite you?" Fang Youyuan spat out a cold sentence in his mouth, but he still felt very angry in his heart, and actually scolded himself for being a rebel! If it weren't for this fart rule, he would definitely kill the other party!

"Why is it so strong?" there was silence in the square, and all eyes seemed to stop moving.

"Ahh

Fang Youyuan saw that he was also a young man who had done with himself in the secret realm, called Fang Congyuan, the son of the third uncle Fang Tang, who cultivated to the fourth layer of the Yiquan realm.

In Fang Youyuan's impression, Fang Congyuan has a cowardly personality, and he only succumbs to Xiang Yuan's obscenity on weekdays, and his friendship with him is not voluntary.

However, such a person may be more hateful, he has no opinions, his position is not firm, and he is typical of the wall, and he often betrays in an emergency.

"Yes, I'm abolishing him!, what do you want?" Fang Youyuan said lightly.

What else can Fang Congyuan do? According to his character, Fang Yuanyuan's five-layer cultivation in the Fist Realm has been abolished with one punch, let him come out, does he dare?

Sure enough, Fang Congyuan lowered his head, and just said something that only he could hear: "It's too ruthless!"

"Fang Youyuan, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, let me show you how your kung fu is!" A red-robed figure suddenly jumped onto the arena.

"Fang Long!" Someone in the audience suddenly commented: "This is Fang Youyuan's elder, although he only has the seventh-layer realm of the Yiquan Realm, but three years ago, he had crossed the level and killed the eighth-layer of the Yiquan Realm, and this is troublesome again!"

"Isn't it that the one on the left is not allowed to challenge the right? how can Fang Long challenge Fang Youyuan?"

"Didn't you see Young Master Fang Youyuan standing on the left?"

"Oh, I say! The referee doesn't care. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Fang Youyuan calmly looked at the person from the opposite side, Fang Long, the seventh uncle, the son of the second grandfather Fang Xing, the age of twenty, the seventh layer of the cultivation of the Yiquan Realm has not broken through for three years, but he has the strong strength to fight beyond the level.

"Seventh Uncle, I said that you are higher than me and older than me, I should challenge you first, shouldn't you challenge me first?" Fang Youyuan chuckled, meaning authentically.

"Since you know that I am of high rank and strength, you will kowtow to me and admit defeat, I can consider ignoring the past and spare your life!" Fang Long obviously didn't understand Fang Youyuan's words, he felt that the other party might have a weak heart, and hoped that his subordinates would be merciful!

"Alas-" Fang Youyuan sighed lightly and said: "I said Seventh Uncle, in this case, this is the arena, fists and feet have no eyes, if you are accidentally knocked down, hehe, you won't blame me, right?"

"Hahaha...... The little guy is quite arrogant! In this way, I will leave my words here today, if I lose to you Fang Youyuan, I will be out of menopause and will no longer cultivate. But if you lose, I don't want you to go through menopause, I will abolish you personally, you can hate me as you like, you can think it's okay?" Fang Long's voice was a little passionate and arrogant, as if he was showing off: Look at how high my posture is?

"Today's atmosphere is not normal, why is it that the cultivation has to be abolished at the beginning of the competition? If it weren't for the rules of the big competition, and not allowing people to be harmed, it is estimated that this is a battle of life and death!" Although the discussion in the audience was not very loud, many people could hear it clearly.

"Okay! Then I can only say I'm sorry, I'm going to disappoint you!" Fang Youyuan still said lightly.

"Then you punch first, for the sake of you calling Uncle Seven, I'll let you punch three times. Fang Long was still arrogant.

"Are you sure?, if you want me to punch first, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to punch!" Fang Youyuan suddenly raised his voice, changed his flat tone, and said even more arrogantly.

"Hahaha...... Come on, I'm suddenly feeling a little unbearable......"

Before Fang Long finished speaking, he suddenly saw a big fist like a giant mountain smashed towards him, and his complexion suddenly changed, and he quickly dodged to the side, and raised his arm to block.

"Boom, click!"

The sound of collision and the cracking of bones came almost simultaneously, and the arena suddenly returned to calm.

"Who won?" the crowd stared at the two figures still standing on the arena with wide eyes, wondering in their hearts.

"Ahh......h

"Broken?" the crowd reacted immediately, and the outcome was already clear.

"Fang Long, who had killed an eighth-layer martial artist of the Yiquan Realm, was actually defeated by Fang Youyuan with one move!

"How can Fang Youyuan be so strong?"

In the midst of the crowd's discussions, Fang Long was carried away, and there was only Fang Youyuan's figure on the arena, standing there quietly.

"Didn't you have a menopausal vein?" Fang Long is in a coma, does the gambling contract count?" the crowd asked.

Fang Youyuan's heart was like a mirror, Fang Long was pretending to be unconscious, and he couldn't forcibly break it, after all, this was a family competition.

Besides, Fang Long is an elder after all, even if he is given a chance to mend his ways, if he does not repent in the future, he will not be spared next time.

"Are there any challengers on stage?" the referee asked three times in a row, but no one answered.

"Young Master Fang Youyuan has won, please go to the side to rest and wait for the next round of competition, while the other disciples continue to challenge. The referee immediately announced.

"It's too strong, how did Young Master Youyuan win? I didn't even see it clearly!"

"It is estimated that Young Master Youyuan has no opponent in the realm of Yiquan!"

"Young Master Youyuan is really brave!"

......

At this time, the challenge on the arena had begun to proceed normally, but the many Fang family disciples in the audience were still talking about Fang Youyuan, and there were obviously a lot of worshipful voices.

Sure enough, the strong are respected!

Fang Youyuan sat quietly on the sidelines to rest, his eyes slightly closed, his face smiling, and he actually entered the cultivation by himself.

Half a day passed quickly, and Fang Youyuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the arena. I saw Fang Jiayuan shoot an arrow into the shoulder of the young man opposite, and won easily and qualified for the next round.

"This guy, you've reached the third layer of the Yiquan Realm so soon!" Fang Youyuan smiled slightly and continued to close his eyes.

When the sun was about to set, the first round of the fifth-layer realm of the Yiquan Realm had ended, and in the end, there were only fifteen people left, including Fang Youyuan, among more than a hundred people, and it seemed that the referee had also counted Fang Youyuan in the fifth-layer queue of the Yiquan Realm.

Fang Youyuan saw that Fang Jiayuan and Fang Ruyuan, who came out of the secret place with him, had both been successfully promoted, and Fang Changyuan and Fang Ziyuan were in the sixth-layer queue of the Yiquan Realm.

Among these fifteen people, except for Fang Youyuan, who only fought twice, the other disciples fought the least four battles, and some of them even reached nine battles before they were qualified.

The stronger the strength, the fewer battles you have.

"That's the end of today's match, tomorrow will be the match above the sixth floor of the Italian boxing realm and the second round. With the referee's loud voice, the game came to an end for the time being.

As soon as the referee's words fell, Yin Xiaowan ran forward, grabbed Fang Youyuan's arm, and left the square together.

Early the next morning, on the left side of the arena, the competition above the sixth level of the Yiquan realm began.

After all, there were only thirty disciples above the sixth level of the Yiquan Realm, and they fought in pairs, and it only took one hour to end the game, Xiang Yuan and Fang Mingyuan advanced with the advantage, and Fang Yuzhen, Fang Ziyuan and several other disciples who had a good relationship with Fang Youyuan also advanced successfully.

At this time, Xiang Yuan looked at Fang Youyuan fiercely, and when he saw that Fang Youyuan also looked at him, he snorted coldly and turned his head.

"Now the second round begins, and all the promoted disciples come to the stage to draw lots. ”

As the referee's voice fell, the advancing disciples stepped onto the arena one after another.

The other disciples were still hesitating, as if waiting for further instructions from the referee, but Xiang Yuan jumped in front of a black box and put his hand inside.

When Xiang Yuan's hand withdrew, there was an extra red sign in his hand, and Fang Youyuan glanced at it as a number: "Fifteen", so he sneered, stepped forward, and quickly reached into the black box.

Fang Youyuan thought to himself, and the purple light flashed on the tips of his fingers, and a black sign with "fifteen" written on it arrived in his hand, of course, people from the outside world in the box could not see this situation.

"I'm going to let you, a despicable and shameless villain, be eliminated in this round and completely lose Dabi's qualifications. Fang Youyuan secretly said in his heart, and actually walked off the arena by himself.

"How many numbers has Young Master Youyuan drawn, if you run into someone from the sixth or seventh layer of the Yiquan Realm, there may still be hope, but if you run into someone from the eighth or ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm, it will be miserable!" Many people began to worry about Fang Youyuan.

"No. 1, the two who drew No. 1 came to the stage and started the game, and the two who drew No. 2 were prepared. ”

As the referee's voice fell, the two figures flew onto the arena almost simultaneously.

"Fang Jiayuan, Fang Mingyuan, how could it be the two of them?"

"The third layer of the Yiquan realm is against the sixth layer, the span of strength is too big, how can this be compared?"

The crowd below spoke out.

I saw that although Fang Jiayuan's silver bow and arrow made it elusive, the power was extraordinary, but after all, the cultivation was three levels lower, and each level, the gap in the middle was like a huge chasm, if there was no demon like Fang Youyuan, it would be three words: incomparable!

Sure enough, after a few moves, Fang Jiayuan jumped off the arena and took the initiative to admit defeat.

After two hours of fierce competition, Fang Xuan, Fang Changyuan, Fang Mingyuan, Fang Yuzhen and other fourteen people have been determined, there is still one battle left, and a place will be determined, and the top fifteen Fang family geniuses will be born.

The final battle of the second round is naturally drawn to the direction of the fifteenth round and square and round.