A battle in the martial arts arena improved Fang Feiyang's understanding of "Spring Jue" and "Dream Heart Method" a lot, and also made great progress in his comprehensive strength.

With the cooperation of these two exercises, Fang Feiyang retreated for another two days, and he thought of a lot of ways to deal with the water element on the sixth layer of the Tower of Babel.

For example, use the "Spring Recipe" to accumulate grass and wood aura in the fifth layer, and use the "Dream Mind Method" to influence the action of the water element.

However, before verification, these can only be imagined, and it is difficult to judge how effective it will be.

A few days later, Fang Feiyang was practicing "Spring Jue", when a few uninvited guests suddenly came.

"Are you Fang Feiyang?" asked the leader with a frown, with a pride on his face.

This person looks about the same age as Fang Feiyang, and his appearance is quite good, but there is always a taste of contempt in those eyes, as if no one in the world is in his eyes.

There were a few people behind him, and they all had blue flame patterns on their clothes, all of them were obviously disciples from Frost Fire Peak.

Although he had never met, Fang Feiyang still guessed his identity for the first time and asked, "Are you Yan Que?"

"Yes, you're not too stupid!" the man nodded, and such arrogant words seemed to him as if they should be taken for granted.

"Since you know my name, you should have guessed my intention, right?" Yan Que continued, his tone was like an elder talking to a junior.

"Guess your sister!" Fang Feiyang replied directly to him with three words.

Recently, he had heard this name more than once, and he also knew that this person was his genius disciple the year before, not only outstanding in cultivation, but also condensed half of the thunder and lightning yin, and the future was limitless.

But what does all this have to do with you?

The world is so big, why do you have to pretend to be in front of me?

Fang Feiyang didn't want to cause trouble, but if trouble came to him on his own initiative, he was never afraid!

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of Yan Que and several people behind him changed instantly.

"I've heard for a long time that you're a newcomer but have an arrogant personality, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Yan Que sneered.

"This is Longji Peak, you ran to my place to say that I was arrogant, you have no problem with your brain, right?"

"You...... How dare you talk to me like that?"

"Joke, who do you think you are? Is it possible that I have to use honorifics when I talk to you?"

"You ......"

Yan Que's chest rose and fell, one hand was clenched into a fist, and there was a faint flash of electric light on the fist peak, but Fang Feiyang was not afraid, put his hands behind his back, and looked at him coldly.

"Senior Brother Yan, don't be impulsive!" A follower behind him secretly whispered in his ear: "This is Longji Peak, and the sect prohibits disciples from fighting privately, if you do it first, the law enforcement team will not be able to eat and walk around!"

As soon as he was reminded by this person, Yan Que quickly calmed down.

"I've heard that you have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and today I can be considered to have a lesson, but it's useless to have a mouth, I heard that you are the most outstanding genius among the newcomers this year, I want to see if you have real talent. ”

"You want to challenge me?"

"Maybe, but not now!" Yan Que smiled proudly: "I started a year earlier than you, and even if I win with you now, I will give you a chance, let you grow, and then beat you when you are at your most limelight, and tell you what a real genius is." ”

This stinky fart appearance made Fang Feiyang stunned.

"In that case, why did you come to me today?

"I said, I will help you grow until you are qualified to be my opponent!" Yan Que snorted coldly and gestured behind him with his eyes.

Immediately, a follower stepped out of the crowd, handed Fang Feiyang a thick pile of letter paper, and then retreated.

"What is this?, the love letter you wrote me?" Fang Feiyang said in amazement.

Yan Que's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of fierceness, but he took a deep breath and barely suppressed the anger in his chest.

"This is the challenge book, a total of forty-two letters, all of which are in the first to third levels of the soul warrior, which is suitable for being your opponent!"

In order to prevent Fang Feiyang from saying anything that made him unbearable, Yan Que simply said it in one breath.

"These forty-two opponents are carefully selected by me for you, most of them are from Frost Fire Peak, and a few are from Niutou Peak, Hidden Sword Peak, and Red Leaf Peak, and they will send one person every day to take turns to challenge you and help you improve. ”

"You only need to fight one game a day, whether you win or lose, they won't haunt you anymore, and when you outreach them, I will pick a new opponent for you. ”

"I won't fight you until you get close to or reach my realm, and until then, you're not qualified to fight me!"

"But I want you to work harder and progress faster, because I won't be waiting for you where I am!"

"From today onwards, you can choose any one of these people to challenge, they will give you an absolutely fair challenge environment, and even if you have special requirements, you can also ask them, as long as it helps you improve your strength, they will cooperate with you!"

Yan Que finished speaking in one breath, and then quietly waited for Fang Feiyang's answer.

"What if I don't accept these challenges?"

"That's up to you!" Yan Que smiled: "However, their realm is within the third level of your realm, which fully meets the requirements of the sect's disciples, if you don't dare to fight, then you are an out-and-out coward!"

Speaking of this, Yan Que paused: "I heard that you also brought an injured sister with you when you started, and you can only save her by becoming a true disciple, but the sect will not accept a coward as a true disciple no matter what." ”

At the mention of Sister Qinglian, Fang Feiyang's face became gloomy.

"So, I have to take on these challenges?"

"That's right, that's it!"

"Since that's the case......" Fang Feiyang also smiled, and the next moment, he endured the pile of challenge books back.

"Just fight, what more challenge do you need? The people of Frost Fire Peak are hypocritical!"

Yan Queqiang held back his anger and snorted coldly: "Since you agreed, then let's go to the martial arts arena, you can choose one of these forty-two people to be your opponent!"

"Don't pick, just what about him?" Fang Feiyang pointed to one of Yan Que's followers.

This is a sturdy young man, with dark skin like gold and iron, and his cultivation happens to be a first-level soul warrior.

Yan Que showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said: "Although Zhao Mang is only a first-level soul warrior, his martial soul is very special, if you think you have soft persimmons to pinch, then you are very wrong!"

And the sturdy young man also took a step forward, and said with a smile in his voice: "You have a vision to pick me as an opponent, don't worry, I will be merciful!"

"Really?" Fang Feiyang smiled noncommittally, and suddenly asked, "Someone seems to have said just now that I can ask for anything, right?"