And at this time, standing next to Fu Yingying, the noble son with a shallow smile and a country-shaped face, smiled dumbly: "Why do you have to be so stiff, always talking about fighting, killing and killing, how bad is this." It's better to do this, how about I fight with Brother Fang Philosophy, we are all college students, don't count who bullies whom. ”

Fang Zhe faintly felt that this noble son with a national character face was very, very dangerous, so he opened his voice and said, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" said this noble son with a national face, with a touch of nobility: "My name is Fu Zhengyi." ”

"Fu Zhengyi!" Fang Zhe couldn't help but tremble.

It was the head of the Yuan family who had just arrived, Yuan Lonely, who couldn't help but be shocked.

Su Guangming, Ling Rolling Shi, Su Chen, and Ling Keke, the four of them who had just come out, couldn't help but be shocked.

Fu Zhengyi, this is a legend.

He was born as the son of Fu Yingying, a professor at Qingwu University.

This background is considered high for the average person.

But for the endless families, wealthy families, and nobles in Huaxia, this background is not very high.

But Fu Zhengyi is already one of the strongest people in Qingwu University.

Moreover, it is said that in this national competition, Fu Zhengyi is definitely the top three figures.

If Fang Zhe is the hegemon of the Northeast.

Then, Fu Zhengyi is about to dominate the country.

A figure like Fu Zhengyi is destined to become a dazzling star, and I even heard that the sword master, one of the eight disciples of Wuzong, this giant who controls part of the power in the Chinese political arena, has recently begun to examine Fu Zhengyi, as long as Fu Zhengyi is qualified, he may become a disciple of the sword master.

In that way, wouldn't he become the disciple of the strongest person on the earth, the Martial Sect.

It's a great honor.

Therefore, no matter where Fu Zhengyi goes, he is full of dazzling light.

It is no wonder that everyone present was shocked when they heard Fu Zhengyi's name.

Fu Zhengyi put his hand behind him: "Of course, I'm a senior and a senior, so I won't move a step, and at the same time, I only use my left hand." If Fang Zhe can make me take a step back, or cut off a trace of my sleeves and hair, then I will lose, how about it?"

Fu Zhengyi is a very proud and scheming figure.

Since he can't kill Fang Zhe now, he can completely hit Fang Zhe's confidence, so that Fang Zhe's heart will always have a spiritual flaw.

In the future, no matter how tall Fang Zhe grows, he will always be afraid of Fu Zhengyi and Fu Zhengyi.

Fu Zhengyi said with a gentle smile: "Why? Don't you dare? In fact, it's just a general exchange between seniors and juniors. ”

He said it so beautifully, if Fang Zhe didn't dare again, he would be completely ridiculed.

Therefore, now Fang Zhe can't advance, and he can't retreat.

Fang Zhe sneered: "Of course I dare." ”

"Alright, let's learn a few tricks. Fu Zhengyi said with a faint gentleness.

His whole body began to exude an extremely powerful momentum.

It seems that at this time, endless Buddha light descended.

He is incomparably noble.

He is the Buddha.

He is the emperor.

He is adorable.

He is convincing.

It was Su Guangming and Ling Rolling Stone on the side, both of whom couldn't stand this momentum.

Su Chen and Ling Keke were also suppressed by the momentum at this time, but there was still a thought in the hearts of the two of them, the head of the group, by the way, the head of the group would never lose. If Fang Zhe loses, their beliefs will also collapse, leaving a flaw in their hearts.

Although Yuan Lonely was not affected by this momentum, he had to be shocked, this Fu Zhengyi was really powerful, he was so powerful and noble at a young age, no wonder it was said that the sword master would accept Fu Zhengyi as a disciple.

Fang Zhe was the first to bear the brunt, and was most severely affected by this momentum.

But Fang Zhe secretly said in his heart, damn it, this Fu Zhengyi, I really think how noble he is, that's right, there is a legend outside, you Fu Zhengyi may be accepted as a disciple by the sword master, and it is possible that you are the disciple of the Martial Sect. But so what, we are disciples of the orthodox evil sect.

The Evil Sect is certainly inferior to the Martial Sect, but it is also one of the Ten Demons of One Martial Arts, and it is considered to be one of the top eleven big names on the earth.

The disciple of the evil sect, the identity is always the grandson of the disciple of the martial sect that you may have, and the status is stronger.

When you think about it, you balance everything.

Fang Zhe secretly thought in his heart, Fu Zhengyi was here to slap himself in the face, how could he do what he wanted. But in the legend, Fu Zhengyi is not a simple character, the latest battle results came, and they all said that he was already at the fifth level of the Yi Jin Realm, and his own Yi Jin Realm was completely given to Fu Zhengyi to cut vegetables, and he was by no means an opponent.

So, how do you win?

Fang Zhe's heart turned a thousand times, and he couldn't help but smile: "Senior Fu Zhengyi's name, junior brother, I have admired him for a long time. I've always heard that Senior Fu Zhengyi is superb in swordsmanship, and I have long wanted to ask Senior Fu for swordsmanship. How about today, when we are not compared to internal strength, but only to swordsmanship?"

Fu Zhengyi was stunned, he never thought that Fang Zhe would answer like this.

But he had already been raised high by Fang Zhe, and if he wanted to refuse to say that he was not comparable to swordsmanship, he was also a little embarrassed, and in this way, all the momentum accumulated before was wasted.

I seemed to have heard my father say that this person named Fang Zhe has quite good martial arts skills, and he is known as the Little Martial King.

It is estimated that the other party wants not to lose face too much, so he wants to pick martial arts.

However, no matter how small the Martial King is, it is only a small scope.

It might as well let yourself frustrate Fang Zhe's spirit today.

"Wait. Ling Rolling Stone suddenly raised his voice and said.

Fu Zhengyi glanced at Ling Rolling Stone lightly: "Which one is this senior?"

Ling Rolling Stone also knew that Fu Zhengyi's eyes looked down on him a little, and he also knew that a promising person like Fu Zhengyi would indeed not put a person like himself in his eyes.

But Ling Rolling Stone recently also discovered that the way Ling Keke, Su Chen, and Fang Zhe get along with each other is a little strange, it is not that the layer of window paper between them has been broken, so it's okay, he wants to be Fang Zhe's father-in-law's man in the future, of course, he has to help his son-in-law: "Justice is unparalleled Fu Justice, but he is one of the top three masters in the country, and he is very well-known." ”

"Xiaowu Wang Fang Zhe is also a master of hegemony in the Northeast Division. ”

"The two of you are both heroes among college students, and the two of you are competing to test your sword moves, which is really a kendo event, if you compare it easily, wouldn't it be one less elegant thing. ”

"In my opinion, you will open a ring in this Sioux city, and invite many good players to come to watch the battle, and in the future, there will also be gossip from the rivers and lakes and spread throughout the country. Ling Rolling Stone said.

He says this for two reasons.

First, I am afraid that Fu Zhengyi will play some yin hands in the competition, and if the scene is made bigger, there are countless good hands in the audience, and Fu Zhengyi will want to make some yin tricks at that time, and it will definitely not work.

Second, Ling Rolling Stone had asked Ling Keke and Fang Zhe's swordsmanship before, and he heard that Fang Zhe's swordsmanship was the true swordsmanship of the fifth-order martial arts, and he had practiced it to the point of reaching the pinnacle, which was very unpleasant. No matter how strong Fu Zhengyi is, no matter how strong he is, no matter how top three he is in the country, his swordsmanship should not be able to exceed this limit, so that he will make a name for Fang Zhe, the king of Xiaowu.

When Fu Zhengyi heard this, he thought about it in his heart, and it was good to do so. Defeating Fang Zhe in this place is not enough to make Fang Zhe lose enough face, if there are too many people, Fang Zhe loses extremely badly, then the loss of face will be even greater: "It sounds like this, and there is some truth, so let's do it." ”