Fang Zheng wore the Thunder Glove and the power of the Iron Fist, and went away with the Wu Hong Fist of the Transformation Realm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the other hand, Luo Yu was confident in his cultivation as a first-order martial artist, and this blow was obviously lighter than the enemy. Not to mention a first-order martial artist, even if it is a second-order martial artist, such a fight will be enough.

As soon as the blow fell, Luo Yu's fist made a few crisp cracking sounds, and if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people around, it was estimated that he would have wailed in pain on the spot.

His face twitched from time to time due to pain, he clenched his teeth, withdrew his fist, and walked outside the Hall of Merit without saying a word!

"Hey, Senior Brother Luo, where are you going!" Fang Zheng shouted loudly from behind.

Luo Yu didn't say a word.

"Senior Brother Luo, don't go, you and I will fight a few more punches......"

Luo Yu still lowered his head and walked quickly towards the outside of the Hall of Merit.

Are the students watching the drama stunned?

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Luo?"

"Could it be that he lost the blow just now?"

"Impossible!" a student immediately retorted: "Fang Zheng only has an eleventh-order martial artist, even if he has strong combat power, he can beat a twelfth-order martial artist at most, and a first-order martial artist is absolutely impossible!"

"This is not a stage of cultivation, but a big level!"

"The twelfth-order martial artist is the basic twelve meridians, and to reach the first-order martial artist, what is opened is the three major veins of heaven, earth and man!"

"Indeed!" the student's words were echoed by the students around him.

"Then why did Senior Brother Luo leave in a hurry?"

"Maybe it'...... Urgency!"

“......”

As soon as Luo Yu left, none of the remaining students were willing to step forward, after all, urgency was too nonsense, so I just talked about it casually, but there were few people who really believed it.

Fang Zheng turned his head to look at Liao Meng: "I want to hand in this task today!"

Liao Meng was also fearless, sitting on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, looking graceful: "Whatever you want......"

He could have reported to the Intermediate Instructor in the Hall of Merit to deal with Fang Zheng on the spot, but he didn't, because he wanted to see Fang Zheng being beaten by angry students.

About half an hour passed, and the atmosphere in the place where the entire tiger area handed over the task was very strange.

Zhu Jian walked out of the Dragon District after handing in the task, pretending not to know anything, and walked into the Tiger District curiously: "What's going on?"

When some students saw Zhu Jian coming, they immediately burst into tears and complained.

Zhu Jian listened to this, his face changed greatly, and he was furious: "Okay, you are a square person, relying on your own three-legged cat kung fu, you ignore the law and discipline of the academy so much, delay so many students to hand in their tasks, is it true that no one dares to treat you?"

Fang Zheng sneered: "There is no compartment here, and it is only a glance away from the Dragon District, are you deaf or dumb? and pretend that you don't know anything!"

"Hypocrisy!"

"Presumptuous!" Zhu Jian's temper was already hot, and when he was sarcastically ridiculed by Fang Zheng, he immediately changed his face, stepped forward on the wind, drew a high-grade half-Cheng Xuan soldier in his palm, and directly changed a three-stage martial art to slash towards Fang Zheng!

"Wind Slashing Sword!"

With this blow, he has reached the peak realm, he can retract and release freely, and he is confident that he can give Fang Zheng a lot of suffering, but it will not hurt his life!

The Fangzheng Hanyu Sword was held in the palm of his hand, and under the rushing force, the wind control sword technique was displayed.

"Sword swinging pose!"

A sword swept away violently, and a gust of wind erupted violently, swirling throughout the Hall of Merit. The power of the swinging sword style made several students in line around Fang Zheng unstable and flew out, and Zhu Jian was unstable for a while under the strong wind, and the person staggered back, staggered a few steps, and still sat on the ground.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they were frightened: "Even Zhu Jian was defeated in one move?!"

Zhu Jian didn't seem to believe the scene in front of him, in front of the public, Prince Yan Wang, who was a genius in the eyes of everyone, was defeated by an eleventh-order martial artist with one move. Annoyed and angry, he rose into a rage, and the sword in his hand was instilled with force, and he stabbed straight with a sword.

I saw that this sword attacked, the tip of the sword trembled, and the sword shadow scattered, like a phantom shadow, unpredictable.

"Remnant Sword!" A student immediately recognized it: "This is Zhu Jian's proud sword skill, a four-stage martial art, which is already at the peak of the realm......"

"I'm only twenty-one years old, not only a first-order martial artist, but also a fourth-stage martial arts mastered to the peak, the name of genius is well deserved!" Many students began to sing praises.

"I see!" a student said self-righteously, "Just now Fang Zheng used the four-stage martial art he won in the hunting conference, and Zhu Jiangongzi underestimated the enemy for a while, and used the three-stage martial art to cut the wind sword, so he was defeated......"

"I didn't expect the fourth-stage martial arts to be so strong, and it actually made up for the gap in so many levels of cultivation!"

"This time, Zhu Jiangongzi also used the four-stage martial arts, hmph, look at that Fang Zheng must be a failure!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding disciples all catered in unison.

Only a discordant voice appeared in the corner: "Zhu Jian's third-stage martial arts are at the peak realm, Fang Zheng has missed so many levels of cultivation, if you want to defeat it with a fourth-stage martial art, it must be the peak realm, and it has only been a month since the last hunting conference......"

"Mastering the four-stage martial arts to the peak in one month?"

The crowd was speechless...... In fact, they also vaguely felt in their hearts that Fang Zheng was not just opportunistic as rumored, but in front of Zhu Jian, no one dared to say it.

Fang Zhengxing's eyes unfolded, the afterimage sword was indeed exquisite and extraordinary, and Zhu Jian had cultivated to the peak, the void and reality were uncertain, it was difficult to defend, and once he took a wrong step, the sword of the superior half-Cheng Xuan Bing would be seriously injured.

That being said, Fang Zheng smiled confidently: "Count you unlucky!"

As he spoke, Fang Zheng's Wind Control Sword Technique was used again.

"Sucking the sword!"

A sword stabbed out, no matter what virtual shadow you have, it is all under the power of the sword-absorbing style, like everything attracted by a black hole, it is frozen on the cold jade sword.

Whether it's virtual or real, you can see it immediately!

Fang Zheng's wrist tugged hard, and before Zhu Jian came back to his senses, the sword was already in Fang Zheng's hand.

“！！！”

None of the surrounding students were talking about anything anymore, and the scene was as silent as death. For those who wield swords, it is a great shame to be robbed of them!

Zhu Jian also froze in place, as if he couldn't believe that this was true, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, he gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Fang! Zheng! I! want! You!

As soon as the words fell, the instant shadow jumped up, his body spun, and he kicked horizontally.

King Yan is worthy of being an alchemist, although his martial arts background is a little worse than that of the martial arts family, but it is still much better than a pure official eunuch family like Longdu Sanshao.

This kick is the leg method of the three-stage martial arts!

"Hmph!" Fang Zheng sneered in his heart, first come to Luo Yu to fight with him. As soon as Luo Yu left, Zhu Jian came to fight the swordsmanship again, but it was a wind martial art, after this swordsmanship, and fist fighting, isn't this a humiliation? !

Fangzheng resisted the wind, stepped on the wind quickly, raised his feet and walked towards Zhu Jian!

"Wind God Leg Fourth Style: Wind Break!" (To be continued.) )