Chapter Seventy-Seven: Let Me Make Three Moves, Okay?
After two slashes, Gu Chengze no longer fought hard, and relied on his body and knife skills to deal with Fang Dong.
After a few rounds, Fang Dong's clothes almost turned into strips of cloth, but fortunately, he had true qi to protect his body, as long as he dodged in time, he would not leave wounds.
Fang Dong's mind moved to retract the 'cold shore', he ripped off his coat, revealing a close-fitting T-shirt, this time he learned a few sword techniques, and secretly decided to go back and practice well.
"Are you going to give up?" Gu Chengze's arm holding the knife couldn't help trembling, although he didn't look embarrassed by Fang Dong, he also secretly wiped a cold sweat.
The attack of the 'cold bank' was very ferocious, and Gu Chengze was extremely careful when he fought, for fear of being stabbed, and he even thought of the scene where he was split in half with one sword.
Despite this, it was inevitable to use the Tang knife to resist in the battle, and after a few times, the companion spirits in his hands were screaming, and there was even a danger of contacting the melting spirits.
Fang Dong smiled slightly, "Actually, I'm not good at using knives. ”
"Hard mouth!" Gu Chengze sneered, how could a person who didn't even have weapons resist his own attack?
The next moment, Gu Chengze's eyes widened, and he saw that Fang Dong was actually pinching the magic technique.
"Wait, are you from the Zhuang family?" Gu Chengze, as the leader of the big family, had seen the elders perform tricks.
His goal this time was to win the championship, and then ask Gu Qing to give him cultivation exercises, and most of the younger generation of the Gu family also aimed at this.
Gu Chengze, as a side lineage, has been cultivating hard since he was a child, and only by obtaining the cultivation method through this competition can he enter the core of the family.
"Is it important if you are a dealer or not?" Fang Dong's magic technique continued, and the aura around him began to gather, condensing into a small mountain in mid-air.
"What's the matter, Lao Tzu admits defeat, you can tie with me without using tricks, and I'm still a fart?" Gu Chengze jumped out of the ring directly and came into contact with Rongling.
As we all know, the most powerful thing for the dealer is himself, not the accompanying spirit, and the magic trick induces the aura of heaven and earth, causing a lethality comparable to that of modern heavy weapons.
The people in the stands looked at Gu Feihong with envy, and they could ask the people who moved the dealer to come to help, which was not something that could be done at a cost. When there is such a thing as aid, to put it bluntly, it is to be a thug.
In terms of power, the dealer crushed the Gu and Yang families, and in terms of financial resources, the amount of money donated by the dealer every year is more than that of the Gu and Yang families.
The dealer is heavy on promises, affection, and there is no special opportunity, so it is difficult to move.
People don't lack anything, so why should they work for you?
"In this competition, Gu Feihong won, and the next group is ready. Gu Zhenghao couldn't hide his joy, there was a dealer who made a move, and his son could win the championship safely.
When the time comes, Gu Feihong will be able to obtain the cultivation method, and private transmission is not allowed in the family, and once it is discovered, he will directly destroy the cultivation and expel him from the family.
It is said that there are such cultivation exercises, which should be taught from an early age, but this exercise of the ancient family is a bit strange, people who are too young or lack their own strength, once they cultivate, they will be squeezed by the aura, and they will be injured at light, and the accompanying spirits will dissipate at worst.
This exercise was given to the Gu and Yang families by the dealer after the invasion of the wandering spirits many years ago. Despite the drawbacks, it still surprised the two families, after all, cultivating the true practice can not only increase strength, but also increase longevity.
After all, the champion has been decided, although the second and third can also get a lot of resources, but how can there be exercises to tempt.
Moreover, there are two ninth-level ones there, and the second and third places are basically determined.
Since Gu Chengze lost to Fang Dong, the remaining seventh-order seventh-order and eighth-level people, after some competition, were left with a seventh-order seventh-level girl.
When everyone thought that the girl would go through the motions and admit defeat directly, the girl did not go on stage, but looked at the women in the last row.
The woman smiled slightly, walked to the ring, and beckoned to Fang Dong.
Everyone in the stands was shocked, knowing that Fang Dong's strength was better than the seventh and ninth levels, she still dared to go on stage.
Fang Dong walked to the ring curiously, he couldn't sense the strength of the woman, could it be that the other party was a Yuan Infant Cultivator?
At this moment, the woman smiled and said, "Young man, I owe that girl a favor, and this championship must be given to her." ”
"You at least show your strength, right?" Fang Dong felt more and more strange, listening to the woman's meaning, as if he had already won the championship.
"As you wish!" the woman rubbed her hands, and a feather duster was held in the woman's hand.
Many people's eyes widened, and Fang Dong was no exception, what surprised him was not because the woman's companion spirit was a feather duster, but because of the energy fluctuations.
Fang Dong sighed lightly and looked at Gu Feihong, he couldn't sense the specific level of the associated spirit, but the powerful energy fluctuation confirmed that it was the eighth order, far from being comparable to the seventh order and ninth level just now.
Gu Feihong's face darkened, the eighth order and the seventh order were completely two worlds, even if it was only one level apart, it would be a crushing situation.
"Unexpectedly, I actually met the children of the banker. The woman smiled, she heard the discussion in the stands just now, and she had already heard of the name of the dealer.
Fang Dong shrugged his shoulders and didn't argue, he wanted to try how strong the strength of the Eighth Order was, anyway, there were masters of the Gu family here, and there would be no threat to his life.
Besides, he has no grievances with the woman, how can the other party kill him?
"I'd like to teach the children of the big family a lesson. The woman grabbed the chicken feather and waved it twice in the air, and the strong wind echoed in the martial arts hall.
Damn, this eldest sister shouldn't have any special fetishes, right?
"Sister, can you ...... Let me make three moves?" Fang Dong asked weakly.
"What did you say?" the woman froze.
"Uh, I know this request is a bit excessive, so is it okay to make two moves?" Fang Dong thought of the rules of the game, three moves have passed, and the weaker side can admit defeat.
"Let you ??? two tricks" The woman had a question mark on her face, thinking that she had misheard.
In her impression, the disciples of these big families are all above the top, and such a faceless thing will never happen.
The people in the stands looked at Fang Dong with wide eyes, and even Gu Qing's smile became a little stronger.
"One move, you are also an eighth-order master, at least let me make a move!" Fang Dong stretched out his index finger with a sad expression.
"Okay, I'll just let you make a move, but are you really a child of a big family?" the woman looked at Fang Dong with her chin held high, and smiled brightly.
Finally, are there people from big families begging for themselves?
"Then you defend yourself!"
Fang Dong raised his hands high, and the 'cold bank' appeared in his hand, and the blood groove on the knife body suddenly expanded, and the blood-colored sword that was several meters long was like a rainbow.
His blood-colored phantom was not absent either, appearing behind Fang Dong and raising the blood-colored long knife in his hand in the same way.
The woman's smile froze on her face, and looking at Fang Dong's momentum, she regretted agreeing a little.
However, she didn't interrupt Fang Dong, after all, there were still so many people watching in the stands, besides, the sense of superiority she had just gained did not allow her to break her promise.
If it was in the past, Fang Dong's knife could have been chopped down, but this time he mobilized the aura of his whole body, plus Xiao Chu's increase, he was still accumulating strength.
The blade of the knife and the blood-colored sword began to glow with golden arcs, and the explosion of "crackling" continued to sound in the martial arts arena.
When Gu Qing appeared from the blood-colored phantom, he stood up, staring at the blood shadow in a daze, his pupils trembling.
The power of the blade and the lightning of the blade intensified, and the golden arc surged upward.
"Smack-"