"Fang Youyuan's combat power yesterday seems to have surpassed the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Yiquan Realm, and it is estimated that it is difficult to say today. ”

"Do you still need to compare, even if Fang Youyuan is powerful, can he defeat the direction circle of the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm?"

People were talking to each other.

At this time, Xiang Yuan's face was very ugly, but he was stunned in his heart. After he came back from the secret realm, he learned some about Fang Youyuan from his father Fang Chi, and was shocked that the other party's strength suddenly became very strong. Therefore, he didn't dare to underestimate Fang Youyuan at all, but he was just stunned, not really afraid.

If he knew that Fang Youyuan had seen him draw the fifteenth lot, and he had used his divine sense to draw the fifteenth to deliberately target him, he would probably be truly afraid.

The two stood on the arena and neither spoke.

"Fang Youyuan, I didn't expect your strength to become so strong. "Suddenly, Xiang Yuan couldn't hold his breath first.

"What, are you afraid? regret that you didn't take the opportunity to kill me when you attacked and captured me in the secret realm, right?" Fang Youyuan smiled, and said lightly, as if he was not angry at all.

"What? Xiang Yuan actually sneaked up and captured Fang Youyuan in the secret realm?"

"It seems that what Young Master Youyuan said before was right, the direction circle is indeed despicable enough!"

The discussion in the crowd clearly reached the ears of everyone in the arena and stands, Fang Chi's brows furrowed, and his face became gloomy.

"Fang Youyuan, don't talk nonsense! No matter how strong your strength is, it's just that you have just broken through the Yiquan Realm to the Divine Fist Realm, and when I have been in the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm for a long time, my combat power may not necessarily lose to you. The direction of the circle is still more tough and authentic.

"What? Fang Youyuan broke through to the Divine Fist Realm?"

"Wouldn't it? Last year, I was only at the second level of the fist realm, and this year I have crossed a big realm?"

"No wonder Young Master Youyuan didn't stand in the line on the right or on the left at first, I thought it was ......"

The crowd talked a lot for a while, saying everything, and more of them couldn't come back to their senses in shock.

"Hehe, is the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm very powerful? In this way, for the sake of a fair period, I will also suppress the cultivation below the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm, so that you will have an excuse after losing. Fang Youyuan sneered.

"Are you sure?" Xiang Yuan was worried about the gap in the realm, and had already prepared to admit defeat when he saw that the situation was not good, but when he heard that the other party took the initiative to suppress his cultivation, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, and an evil thought rose from the bottom of his heart: quickly kill him with the power of lightning.

"Don't worry, I'm talking again, in my eyes, the cultivation level is just a number, it doesn't mean anything, the important thing is to have a strong heart!"

Fang Youyuan's voice revealed an incomparably cold meaning, and after finishing speaking, his mind moved, and his whole body revealed the realm of the ninth layer of cultivation in the Yiquan realm.

Fang Chi saw that Fang Youyuan had really limited his cultivation to the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm, and his face slackened.

"This square and round is too arrogant! I actually said that the realm gap is just a number!"

"Arrogant enough, handsome enough! This is the true nature of a man!"

"Young Master Youyuan has personality and ambition! I like it!"

......

The crowd's discussion suddenly rose, and the eyes of many teenagers revealed the enthusiasm and admiration of the others, and many people who had not dealt with each other before suddenly changed their views, and many girls had light in their eyes.

"Don't show your tongue, watch the boxing!"

Xiang Yuan could see the process of Fang Youyuan's suppression of cultivation, but he couldn't see how much cultivation he had suppressed, because everyone couldn't see Fang Youyuan's true cultivation at all, but Fang Youyuan didn't have to lie to people at all, he really suppressed his cultivation.

For him, it doesn't matter if he suppresses it or not, the powerful divine soul is there, even if he suppresses all his cultivation, he can easily win with the confidence of the divine soul alone.

Xiang Yuan didn't expect that Fang Youyuan's eloquence had become much more powerful than before, if it continued, it was likely that the popularity of the scene would be pulled by him, and that was the real inadequacy!

So, with a loud shout, a huge fist burst out like lightning and stone fire, carrying the power of powerful artistic conception, as if tearing the void, and slammed into Fang Youyuan.

I have to say that the power of the ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm is indeed powerful, especially after comprehending the power of artistic conception, the power is even more terrifying.

The distance between the two was fifty meters, but at this time, it was as if they were less than a meter away from each other, and when the crowd saw it, the fist was already less than an inch away from the square and round head!

"This ......"

Everyone's eyes widened at this moment, a stunned expression appeared on their faces, and a voice appeared in their hearts at the same time: "Fang is finished again!"

Many teenagers who have a good relationship with Fang Youyuan trembled in their hearts, and they closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

"A dream is a dream!"

When Xiang Yuan's fist appeared, Fang Youyuan felt the power of the fist, and he didn't grasp the hard connection, so he moved his mind and secretly exhaled.

The next moment, however, was even more stunned!

I saw Fang Youyuan just standing there, Xiang Yuan's fist was only an inch away from his head, and it couldn't fall on his head.

It was as if the distance of this inch was only that inch forever, and it could not be pushed forward a single inch.

Time seems to stand still;

The space seems to stand still;

The entire crowd on and off the arena also seemed to be still......

After a breath of such a scene, I saw Fang Youyuan slowly raise his right hand, slowly clenched into a fist, like a slow motion, tilted his head slightly, and slid past the side of Xiang Yuan's fist, but his fist was slowly imprinted on Xiang Yuan's chest.

Only Fang Youyuan knew in his heart that he had displayed the "One Dream Determines the Future" technique in "One Dream Technique", the purpose was to test the power of this exercise, but he didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.

Xiang Yuan's mind was actually blank at the moment, it seemed that his eyes could see all of Fang Youyuan's movements, but he didn't know how to dodge, and he watched his fist imprint on his chest, and his chest collapsed in.

The next moment, I saw Xiang Yuan's body fly straight backwards, and a bright red blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, floating in the air like a parabola, but his body fell under the arena and passed out.

"How is that possible?"

"It's incredible!"

After a while, there were countless exclamations in the crowd, and more people opened their eyes as if they were really stupid.

At this time, the high-level members of the Fang family in the stands, including Fang Youyuan's father Fang Chi, were still staying there.

"Fang and Yuansheng!" It took a long time for the referee's loud voice to break the silence.

"Brother!"

Two cries sounded at the same time, Fang Zizhen and Fang Guizhen sisters rushed forward to check together, Fang Chi hesitated after standing up, and saw that the two sisters quickly organized someone to carry Xiang Yuan away, so they sat down again.

As the head of the family, at a critical time, he still showed the calm demeanor of some superiors.

"The ninth layer of the Yiquan Realm was lost in seconds, how strong is he?"

"What's going on? Could it be a demon law?"

"Is this still boxing? It's like a dream!"

"The direction is over, and even the qualification for the competition is ruined!"

......

Xiang Yuan was directly eliminated by a punch, and throughout the scene, all kinds of voices of discussion came and went.

"The third round of the points race starts now!"

Finally, the referee's loud voice silenced the crowd's chatter and drew the crowd's attention to the game again.

"According to the rules of the points competition, each person on the field has five basic points, one point will be added for a win, and one point will be subtracted for a loss. You can take a break after a battle, except if you don't take a break if you want to. In the end, according to the score, the top fifteen can get a set of advanced exercises and martial arts, and a bottle of healing elixir. ”

"Wow!

"It's really more popular than people! We can't even see the intermediate martial arts, let alone the advanced ones, or each set!"

"Healing pills, we can't even afford to buy one, people have to have a bottle at once!"

There was a commotion in the crowd below, and there were many sounds of swallowing saliva and envious discussions.

I only heard the referee continue: "The top ten will each be rewarded with a holy weapon, and they will participate in the Ziyun Kingdom Selection Tournament after a month, and the selected ones will participate in the Hundred Nations God of War Tournament once every ten years in Ziwei Prefecture." ”

"Wow!"

The crowd erupted in exclamations......

"Now the game begins-"

As the referee's voice fell, the two on the arena began to fight.

The fourteen disciples competing for the rankings were desperately accumulating their own points to each other, only Fang Youyuan stood boredly under the arena, no one challenged him, and he didn't call for battle from others, just stood there watching the battle on the stage with interest.

It was as if he was the only one in the audience who was most attentive to the battle situation, but in fact, he was really watching every game, because he knew that the next nine winners would participate in the Purple Cloud City Trials with him, and would participate in the ten-year Ten Nations God of War Tournament to be held in Ziwei City, Ziwei Prefecture a year later.

After seeing the battle of everyone on the stage, he had already given a rough ranking in his heart, that is, from the second place, Fang Changyuan, Fang Mingyuan, Fang Xuan, Fang Yuzhen, Fang Zizhen, Fang Ziyuan, Fang Congyuan, Fang Guizhen, and Fang Ruyuan were nine people.

Two hours have passed, and on the arena at this time, there is only one battle left for the last two people in the competition of fourteen people, which is Fang Changyuan and Fang Mingyuan.

The cultivation of these two people is comparable, both of them are at the ninth level of the Yiquan realm, and it is a relatively good-looking competition, so it has also attracted people's attention.

I saw Fang Mingyuan swing out with a punch, and there were countless fist shadows covering the sky above the arena, and there was a faint thunder sound in the fist shadows, rushing towards Fang Changyuan like a lightning speed.

"Ming Yuan seems to have reached the peak of the ninth layer, right?" On the viewing platform, Fang Tang smiled at Fang Yan and the others and said, he was very satisfied with this son's performance.

"Well, that's good!" Fang Yan smiled and nodded.

"Good time!"

On the arena, Fang Changyuan didn't dare to slack off when he saw Fang Mingyuan's punch, he immediately condensed his palm print, and suddenly pushed forward, instantly facing the wave of giant palms that overlapped like a wave.