Fang Yuan won a few more games in a row in the following time, and because of his age, there was more discussion than those geniuses of the Liling Group.

However, it is also a matter of age, and most people still despise it in their hearts. Those who lost to him, on the one hand, felt ashamed and angry, and on the other hand, they looked down on Fang Yuan, and the contradictions were abnormal.

The competition continued, this time Fang Yuan was against Yang Zuo of the City Lord's Mansion, it was Murong Ran's newly accepted disciple, he was magnificent, he reached the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining at the age of only eight years old, I heard that it was Murong Ran who suppressed his cultivation in order to lay a solid foundation, otherwise he would be a foundation building monk now.

One side is the pride of the sky, and the other side is the king of discussions. This competition was very lively, and the big guys had already found a good position and surrounded the ring layer after layer.

The two sides saluted, and the referee shouted to start. But neither of them seemed to be in a hurry to fight, and Yang Zuo opened his mouth first: "Brother Fang, you are talking about it now because of your age, what do you think in your heart?"

The onlookers were surprised, just as the so-called attack on the heart is the best, I didn't think that this little doll with bright eyes and bright teeth would have such a scheming.

But as soon as he looked at his expression, people and animals were harmless, and his eyes were staring straight away. It's like a well-informed child, who thinks Fang Yuan is interesting and just asks a question.

Fang Yuan listened, didn't think much, and replied with a smile: "On the road to cultivating immortals, what is the order, it is all based on cultivation. ”

The eyes of the onlookers lit up, but they didn't expect Fang Yuan to think thoroughly, could they be cheeky enough to participate in the competition.

And regardless of that, this answer is also very good, age is not a problem, strength is a problem.

Qu Tiange, who was gathered over there, listened, and some people shouted directly, Fang Yuan treated people kindly and sincerely, and the people in Qu Tiange all liked him, especially those children who practiced with him, and felt that he was a very good and powerful big brother.

"Thank you, Brother Fang, for being taught. After Yang Zuo listened, he thought for a while, bent down and made a gesture, and Fang Yuan also replied.

"Brother Fang, I'm going to go. Finally started fighting, as soon as Yang Zuo's voice fell, a blue flying sword floated in the air, and at the same time, he pinched a fireball talisman in his right hand.

Fang Yuan also summoned the pitch-black long sword, and with a wave of his right hand, a yellow light curtain appeared in front of him. This is one of the spells that Qi refining cultivators have basically mastered, the protection technique.

However, most of the Qi Refining Cultivators are not interested in the protection technique, mainly because the Qi Refining Cultivator's spiritual power is insufficient, and most of the protection techniques sacrificed are gone after two hits.

But Fang Yuan seemed to like it very much, and every time he started, he would start with a protective technique, whether he used it or not.

The two summoned moves and weapons, but neither of them rushed to attack, just stood like this, waiting for the opposite side to attack.

There was a bit of-for-tat just now, and the scene was cold for a while.

After a long time, Yang Zuo couldn't stand it anymore, took back the fireball talisman, took out another talisman, and with a wave of the situation, a white mist appeared, spreading in an instant, and rushed straight towards Fang Yuan, it was the fog tide talisman.

Fang Yuan still didn't take a step when he saw it, and he also took out the mist tide charm from the storage bag, and a stream of white mist gushed out, fusing with the white mist on the opposite side. For a while, the ring was all shrouded.

With the naked eye, it is natural that you can't see anything clearly. But the monks above the foundation opened up their divine sense. At this time, the onlookers swept their senses and understood the battle situation.

After the white mist shrouded, Fang Yuan made a move. quickly withdrew the protective technique, grabbed the pitch-black long sword with his right hand, pinched two talismans in his left hand, and directly flashed out at great speed, without a sound, and attacked in the left direction of the center.

And Yang Zuo also made an offensive early, and also ran far away with his legs, without making any sound, and quietly sacrificed a small wooden shield to surround his body for protection.

And the azure sword opened the way, holding a fireball talisman and an ice spear talisman in each hand.

In fact, the white mist of the fog tide charm can be blown away by a small wind ball.

But both of them waited for the other party to cast a spell to blow, and they secretly stepped forward to make an offensive and catch the other party off guard.

So the two met very tacitly.

The white mist generated by the Misty Tide Talisman was extremely obstructive to the line of sight, and it was difficult for the Qi Refining Cultivators to spot each other even if they stood face to face.

But the two of them seemed to be unhindered by the fog. Seeing the two people who were about to collide, Fang Yuan waved the sword in his right hand, just knocking the blue long sword that came into the air.

Then he kicked his foot, his speed increased, and the long sword stabbed the opposite head.

Ding! The small shield in front of Yang's left body directly floated up to block the sword.

Poof! The fireball talisman that Yang Zuo secretly waved had already come to Fang Yuan. I saw that the light on the talisman was shining, and it was about to burst.

Fang Yuan saw that the long sword had not made a meritorious contribution just now, so he pulled it back violently, and took advantage of the tip of the sword to pick it aside.

Boom! The fireball charm exploded on the side, and the fireball shot completely to one side, no threat.

The azure long sword that had been knocked away by Fang Yuan before regained control, and directly turned around and stabbed Fang Yuan, heading towards the back of Fang Yuan's head.

A black long whip appeared behind Fang Yuan, and it snapped directly, rolling the long sword and unable to move.

Coming and not being rude, Fang Yuan also played the fireball talisman in his left hand. But Yang Zuo had already retreated when he hit the fireball charm.

The spell burst, and the fireball burst out, extremely fast, and flew towards the central left. Even if he had retreated some distance, it would not be difficult for the fireball to catch up.

But Yang Zuo is not stupid and does not be a target. An Ice Spear Talisman was shot out in his left hand, while a new Fireball Talisman was pinched in his right hand.

With a bang, ice and fire collided, and each did not give in, and the air wave pushed the mist away, but the mist turned by the ice spear was immediately replaced.

Yang Zuo suddenly felt that the blue long sword was unrestrained, his heart moved, and he jumped quickly, and at the same time, with a wave of his left hand, a small wind pressure blew away the fog around him a little.

Sure enough, I saw a long black whip swimming away like a snake, and I wanted to wrap it around Yang's left feet, but it missed.

The whip didn't reach its target, and it stopped on the ground. Then brush it, stand up directly, go around, and tie up the central left.

Boom! A wave of air surged out, and the center of the air flew towards the place where the two had just fought with the force of the impact.

It was an air explosion talisman, Yang Zuo took this opportunity to dodge the long whip, and at the same time, with a move in mid-air, the blue long sword broke through the mist and circled around him.

But Na Zhi Fang Yuan ran in the ring, followed by the azure long sword, and at this time it had already hit the lower left of Yang, and the two fireball talismans smashed directly into the face.

Yang Zuo, who rushed in mid-air with the help of an air explosion charm, had no choice but to hold the small shield in front of him, and the blue long sword flew around his body, directly colliding with the fireball that was stirring up.

Boom, the fireball was hit and exploded directly, and the air wave hit the western circumference, pushing the white mist away.

A person landed in mid-air, not who else could there be in Yang Zuo, I saw that his face was black and his clothes were slightly yellow in a few places.

It seems that after rushing out after resisting the fireball, it still has to suffer somewhat.

As the wave of the fireball explosion spread, the fog slowly dissipated, and the two stood still looking at each other again, not continuing to attack.

In fact, Yang Zuo was a little surprised in his heart, he could have ascended to the foundation and was suppressed by his master's request, but the divine sense that the foundation building monk only has, he himself can use it a little because of a small adventure.

It is also because of this that he can calmly fight in the fog with his immature divine sense and play an advantage.

Even if Fang Yuan used the wind pressure to blow away the fog, he could take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack.

But that Zhifang Yuan was also a mist tide talisman played, and the person who was like a fish in water in the fog came over to suppress himself, so he suffered a small loss.

Yang Zuo kept thinking about it, and suddenly it happened...... He can also use his consciousness a little!?

Fang Yuan naturally didn't know what Yang Zuo was thinking, but he was also surprised that Yang Zuo could react so quickly in the fog, obviously underestimating him.

In fact, Fang Yuan could be so accurate and fast in the fog, relying on feeling.

This is the reason for the nameless Heart Sutra. When others practice, they can see that there are words in the Heart Sutra, and they can also ask the master for advice and analysis.

But Fang Yuan's nameless Heart Sutra had no words to read, and even the whispering sound that echoed in his mind was not real. His cultivation was entirely based on his feelings, the feelings that the Nameless Heart Sutra gave him.

So he kept practicing, Fang Yuan felt that he was becoming more and more sensitive to the situation around him.

At first, he thought it was divine consciousness, but after consulting the books, he found that it was different from divine consciousness. It felt like a feeling in the dark.