Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Battle

When it comes to the question of whether it is possible, Fang Xiang is not easy to answer, although he thinks that he has crossed that hurdle. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info However, when he finally confirmed that his cultivation talent was no longer useless, tears filled his eyes.

Fang Xiang wiped away his tears, coughed dryly, and said stubbornly, "My eyes are in the sand, let's continue to hurry."

Fan Xi picked up the hot cooked meat, and after getting up, he took a seal with one hand, and the gravity of the god-patterned martial arts uniform reached 40,000 catties. Fang Xiang's body sank slightly, and he immediately turned on the power of quenching the marrow to withstand the heavy pressure.

Walking towards the front, although the pressure on Fang Xiang's body was heavier, it made his whole body more excited, and he felt the vitality of heaven and earth constantly surging towards him, and this feeling made him intoxicated. To maintain the power of quenching the marrow, the true yuan required to consume was far higher than he imagined. Although it is a major drawback, it is not a great thing for Fang Xiang now.

Fang Xiang's recovery power is amazing, making the body consume the true yuan extremely quickly, and at the same time, it is frantically swallowing and absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the greater the consumption, the more Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi will be absorbed.

On the fifth day, Fang Xiang traveled thousands of miles with Fanxi. During this period, Fang Xiang consumed ten medium-grade spirit stones. Before the change, Fang Xiang just didn't dare to think about it, the growth of talent made Fang Xiang more confident, and the pressure on his body increased from the original 40,000 jin to 45,000 jin. After continuous condensation, the true element in the body quickly broke through the triple barrier of body refining and entered the early stage of body refining.

Although, Fang Xiang's cultivation at the moment was not high, if he put this kind of almost crazy cultivation speed into any Holy Land-level force, he would definitely be able to break the cultivation records left by everyone's ancestors.

"There is the Great Qinling Mountains in front, let's go into the city and rest for a day before continuing to hurry," Fanxi said.

"No need to rest, keep going"

Fan Xi used the seal trick in his hand to reduce the pressure of the divine pattern martial suit to fifteen thousand catties, and Fang Xiang only felt that his body was loosened, and his breathing became much smoother.

"That's pretty much it, I know you're cultivating hard now. If you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and it is not necessarily a good thing to cultivate a sharp rise, only by laying a solid foundation can you have the capital to look to the future. Van Xi explained expressionlessly.

Fang wanted to know this ceremony, but he just couldn't suppress the momentum in his heart.

Fang Xiang's change surprised Fanxi very much, but it was developing on the better side after all. Before, she tried her best to dig a big pit for Fang Xiang to jump into, but now that she is good, she doesn't have to dig any more pits, this kid has already dug the pit with a shovel, and happily jumped into the pit she dug himself.

After entering the Great Qinling Mountains, Fang Xiang and Fanxi found an inn, and after booking a room, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Fang wanted to sit on the ground and calm down to run the basic chapter of the Great Demon Tyrant Body Sutra. The body is already under high pressure, and cultivation is naturally twice the result with half the effort. Half a pillar of incense didn't take much effort, and two black qi appeared around Fang Xiang's body, and the black qi continued to rise around Fang Xiang in a spiral shape from bottom to top.

Crunch!

Fang Xiang's bones were compressed, making a crunchy sound, and his flesh swelled, as if it might burst at any time. When he reached this state, which was close to the saturation of extreme energy, Fang Xiang would deliberately control the speed of his cultivation and make it develop steadily, rather than seeking a higher breakthrough.

By the time I woke up, it was already dark. The moment he stood up, Fang Xiang noticed one thing, the weight and speed of the Divine Pattern Martial Suit became a lot lighter, and after some careful investigation, he found that it was not that the weight of the Divine Pattern Martial Uniform had become lighter, but that his strength had become stronger, so he felt that the pressure was much lighter. Thinking of this, Fang Xiang couldn't help but rejoice, if he cultivated the Great Demon Overlord Body Sutra and the Basic Chapter to the Great Perfection Realm, the strength of his physical body would inevitably reach an unprecedented new height. Just thinking about it made Fang Xiang excited.

"Great"

There was a knock on the door, and Fang wanted to open it, but found that it was Van Xi.

"Let's go"

"Where to go"

Van Xi stretched, dozed off again, and said lazily, "Of course we are on our way."

A new day's trekking training began again, leaving the Great Qinling Mountains and passing through the three mountains, the two of them specially went around the mountains and entered the Desolate Beast Forest, thinking of going to find a fourth-order desolate beast to try their skills, but they didn't even find the feces of the fourth-order desolate beast. During this period, he encountered a lot of third-order desolate beasts, because the Great Qinling Mountains were on the edge of the southern foothills, and the desolate beasts on the periphery also became more dense.

With Fang Xiang's current strength, even if he is carrying 40,000 catties of high pressure on his body, he can barely fight with the third-order desolate beast in five or five, he can't kill the third-order desolate beast, and the third-order desolate beast also has no way to take Fang Xiang, that guy is now stepping on it and not shooting badly, and he can't describe it as King Kong not breaking his body. After being trampled under the feet of the third-order desolate beast and breaking free, he only patted the dust on his clothes, and then continued to entangle with the desolate beast.

Fighting, the third-order desolate beast lost patience, wagging its tail and about to leave, and couldn't run under the high pressure of 40,000 catties, so it could only watch the third-order desolate beast leave impatiently.

Fang Xiang's purpose was not to hunt the desolate beasts, but to familiarize himself with the state of the body after the great change, and there were countless third-order desolate beasts encountered along the way, some of them were beaten by Fang Xiang and fled, and some pressed Fang Xiang to the ground and ravaged them. However, the final result was all unhappy, because the third-order desolate beast could no longer threaten Fang Xiang at all, even if he hurt Fang Xiang, he would be able to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until Fang wanted to get out of the mountain, he could be regarded as a master, and he was familiar with the changes in his body. When Fang Xiang and Fan Xi arrived at Changsha Ridge, there was exactly the last day left before the assessment of the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion.

"It's finally here, this land is the place where Mo Ming's predecessors once walked" Fang wanted to stretch out his arms, his face intoxicated.

Fan Xi didn't habitually choke a few words, and when Fang Xiang was drunk, he pointed to a white-clothed young man outside the gate of Changshaling City and said, "That kid seems to be waiting for you." ”

Fang wanted to look forward, only to see Fang Shaoping looking at him with a surprised face. After seeing himself, he had already trotted over to this side, and there was a girl in a red dress behind him, Fang thought and knew that this girl in a red dress was Fang Shaoping's own sister, Fang Ruobing.

"You kid, I thought you were swallowed alive by a wild beast"

"I won't die if you die"

The two of them each choked and smiled and hugged each other.

Fang Shaoping let go of Fang Xiang and took the lead towards the city. "Let's go into the city, there are enough candidates gathered in Changshaling, and they are studying the topics of this assessment. ”

Fang Xiang was a little surprised, the exam questions came out so quickly?

Along the way, after Fang Shaoping's explanation, Fang Xiang learned that the exam questions of the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion had been released half a month ago. It was also a group of five people, led by the team of examiners, who entered the edge battlefield and confronted the fourth-order desolate beast head-on.

After coming to the inn where Fang Shaoping lived, Fang wanted to find that the first floor was already full of people, all of whom were martial artists who had refined the body of the eightfold or so, and there was no doubt that these people were all candidates who had passed the audition this time.

Fang Shaoping took Fang Xiang and Fanxi to the second floor, there was no one on the entire second floor, obviously they were taken over. Fang Xiang looked around, only the two of them sat by the window, and when he got closer, he found that he knew both of them, Han Le and Ah Long.

Fang Shaoping didn't know, he pulled Fang Xiang and began to introduce, "This is my cousin, Fang Xiang." At the same time, they are also my best friends" "Fang Xiang, these two are teammates I have found in recent days, Han Le and Ah Long"

Han Le and Ah Long raised their eyebrows and looked at Fang Xiang in horror, and Fang Xiang also stared at them with a strange expression.

Fang Shaoping didn't know why, looking at this posture, it seemed that the three of them knew each other.

"You guys, do you know?" asked Fang Shaoping.

Han Le coughed dryly twice and sighed, "This one, but the strongman who participated in the audition in the same group as us, won more than 40,000 points with the strength of one person, and the first place came out."

Fang Shaoping suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that the strongman you mentioned to me is Fang Xiang." ”

After a few people sat down, Fang Xiang asked about the exam questions of the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion. "This assessment is unusual, isn't it too difficult. ”

In previous years, the difficulty of the assessment of the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion was not high, and you only needed to defeat the third-order desolate beast to officially enter the Martial Mansion, but this year, the difficulty was raised a lot, and the fourth-order desolate beast was not comparable to the third-order desolate beast, even if dozens of third-order desolate beasts besieged a fourth-order desolate beast, they might not be able to take it down. All the candidates had a lot of complaints about this assessment, but they dared not speak out.

Seeing that Fang wanted to be puzzled, Ah Long opened his mouth to explain, "It's not because there is a freak in Nantianling, and the results in the audition reached 170,000 points, which made the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion temporarily make some adjustments. ”

"170,000 points!"

Fang Xiang thought that he had misheard, he glanced at the few people beside him, and only after getting their affirmation did he believe it.

The space of the Illusory Heaven Array is not small, but after all, the number of candidates participating in the assessment is one hundred and fifty people, and the number of desolate beasts that each person can allocate is extremely limited, and it is impossible to reach such a terrifying point. Just as Fang wanted to think like this, a possibility suddenly popped up in his mind.

"No, that strongman shouldn't ..... all the contestants" Fang Xiang only felt a chill down his spine, and he couldn't imagine it.

Han Le pinched the cup, and continued, "Isn't it, it's because of this pervert that the Nine Extremes Martial Mansion has temporarily raised the difficulty of the exam questions by a large margin, and it is not easy to defeat the fourth-order desolate beast." ”

"Who is it?" Fang wanted to ask.

Fang Shaoping wanted to speak and stopped, but Fang Ruobing shouted openly, "Fighting, fighting." Fang Shaoping secretly pulled Ruobing's sleeve under the table, glared at her with a blaming expression. Fang Ruobing stuck out her tongue at Fang Shaoping, turned her head to the side, and muttered in a low voice, "It was originally so." ”

fighting, Fang wanted to die once in his hands. On the first day of Nantianling, he claimed to accept anyone's challenge, and constantly crossed the level to challenge the martial artist who cultivated to a higher level, and was called a battle maniac. Fang Xiang didn't know much about fighting, most of them were told by others, at the age of fifteen, he was a few months younger than himself, and he cultivated to the ninefold peak of body refinement, so he could easily defeat the masters in the early stage of the day after tomorrow, and he would not fall behind in the battle with the masters in the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Fang Xiang smiled bitterly, his expression a little unnatural. Van Xi was sitting next to him, playing with the silver spoon at the moment, like a nobody, and when he saw that the atmosphere was awkward, he added a sentence "What's the big deal"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused everyone's suspicious eyes. They all thought that what Van Xi said was too arrogant! If this is not great, then what kind of person is worthy of it.

Hearing Fanxi's words, Fang Xiang almost laughed, and hurriedly explained to everyone, "Her nerves are a little big, you don't have to care." ”

"Uh.."

"This.."

Fang Shaoping didn't have anything to say, just glanced at Fanxi more, and always felt that Fanxi was very mysterious and an existence that people couldn't see through. Fang Ruobing was disdainful in his heart, glanced at Fan Xi, and muttered in his heart, "Ignorance is terrible"