"Little Hou Ye!" Outside the battle circle, two exclaims, and the two guards who followed Yang Qian finally reacted to what was happening in the battle circle. The two of them also didn't expect that with their young master's cultivation, they would actually be able to support Fang Yun for only three rounds. You must know that when Yang Qian beat Fang Yun half a month ago, the two of them witnessed it with their own eyes.

Call!

Two strong winds were blowing in his face, and there were already two more guards with powerful breath in the battle circle, and the two of them did not touch the ground with their feet, and with a slight jump, they swept towards Fang Yun like a swallow.

"You are so bold, aren't you afraid of being exiled for 20,000 miles and sent to the Vedic Continent to work as coolies?" Seeing these two guards rushing towards him viciously, Fang Yun immediately stood still, his eyes widened angrily, and he opened his mouth to reprimand.

Fang Yun was familiar with Confucianism in his previous life, and his achievements in Confucian literature and etiquette were extremely high, and he was also deeply appreciated by several powerful Confucians in the imperial court. Confucian self-cultivation pays attention to cultivating a breath of righteousness, and Fang Yun has been immersed in Confucianism for a long time, so he naturally has this kind of aura on his body.

In the 'last life', he was humble in force, but now, his martial arts have been slightly successful, and he has won the key to fist intent and momentum. With this shout, the two guards immediately felt that there was a minister of the imperial court standing in front of them, and they reprimanded the two with a straight face, and wanted to send the two to the distant and bitter cold Vedic continent.

Just like being poured with ice water on a hot day, the two guardian gods were suffocated, and they didn't dare to step forward again.

The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty were strict, and under the control of Confucian scholars, the etiquette and law were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The Great Zhou Dynasty has a strict hierarchy, and Fang Yun, a princely prince, is by no means something that the two of them can afford to provoke without titles and backgrounds. The Great Zhou Dynasty has always abolished martial arts cultivation and sent to the distant Vedic continent as coolies.

Far from Middle-earth, the Vedic continent was poor and barren, and the land of 30,000 miles was desolate. The Great Zhou Dynasty has always been a place of exile as a prisoner. Once you send it there, there is basically no hope of returning to Middle-earth.

A sentence shocked the two Hou Mansion guards, Fang Yun lowered his head and picked up the beads that had fallen from Yang Qian's body, and after just one glance, his eyes lit up.

"Human-level beads!" After all, he was born in the Hou Mansion, and his knowledge is not far behind. As soon as he saw the snoring baby of this bead, Fang Yun recognized this treasure.

"If I have this treasure, one day of my cultivation is equivalent to six days in normal times, which is equivalent to twenty-four days for ordinary people!!" Fang Yun was shocked in his heart, there was no shortcut to martial arts. Even if Fang Yun took advantage of the memory of a lifetime, if he wanted to advance in martial arts, he would have to practice hard day and night. But with a treasure like a human-grade bead, it's completely different.

On the human-level beads, Fang Yun saw a path for martial arts to advance in a short period of time.

"I didn't expect Yang Qian, a son born on the side, to have a treasure like a human bead on his body!" Fang Yun quickly made a decision in his heart, this bead, he had to do it.

"Fang Yun, what kind of demonic arts have you practiced, magic skills!!I have a human-level bead, one day is equivalent to five or six days of cultivation for ordinary people, how can I not be able to beat you!" On the other side, Yang Qian finally woke up under the pinching of the two guards. He didn't care about stopping the bleeding, and shouted at Fang Yun with a shocked face.

Human-level pearls are such treasures, with the accumulation of nobles like Pingding Marquis, there are only a few in the house. The new marquis of the Quartet Marquis is not even a matter of even thinking about it. Yang Qian couldn't figure out how Fang Yun could show such a powerful cultivation in just a short period of time.

Fang Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. Yang Qian, a pampered and pampered aristocratic scholar, how could he know the hardships of his cultivation. Fang Yun's formidable strength was completely obtained by him by splitting an hour into two parts and cultivating frantically.

When he, Yang Qian, was lying asleep on the bed with a human-grade pearl in his arms, how could he know that he Fang Yun was cultivating hard in the cold night. Not to mention the fact that she practiced hard, in the previous life, in order to regain Fang Yun's interest in martial arts, Mrs. Huayang didn't know how much thought she put into it, letting countless guards fight and fight in front of Fang Yun, intentionally or unintentionally.

Just this extra ten years of knowledge was enough for Fang Yun to leave Yang Qian far behind. In terms of combat awareness, the two are far from being at the same level!

"Yang Qian, do you remember our bet agreement? I have an idea now," Fang Yunshi's two fingers stretched out, pinched the Dou Da human-grade bead, and rotated slightly: "I want this thing, I want the human-grade bead on your body!" The voice was categorical and non-negotiable.

Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly broke free from the arms of the two guards: "No, this bead must not be given to you!"

"Do you want to gamble?" Fang Yun bent his fingers, put the human-level bead into his arms, and said coldly.

Yang Qian's footsteps stopped and shook his head: "No, change other conditions, and you can retreat when we meet in the future." You give me back this bead!"

"Now you are not qualified to negotiate conditions," Fang Yun looked at them with a condescending gaze, he was going to trample on him in this way. In the previous life, Fang Yun hated martial arts, and to some extent, it was also because of the severe beating of the two of them half a month ago.

Fang Yun had only gained his current strength with his hard work, so naturally he no longer had to be polite to these guys.

"No...... Yang Qian's voice paused, a lot of thinking flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pointed at Fang Yun and shouted: "I know, you must have colluded with those demon Dao outside the Fang and practiced their martial arts. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for the Mangniu Fist to defeat my Tiger Fist. ”

Outside the Great Zhou court, there were many sects that practiced various martial arts. Many sects have existed for a much longer time than the Great Zhou court. The inherited martial arts can be traced back to ancient times and ancient times, and even the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was at the peak of martial arts, could not govern them. They call themselves the Daomen and the Demon Gates.

But if you don't manage the gate and the demon gate, the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty will refute it as a demon way! Once you practice, whether it is the court or the army, you will never be hired!

"Deng Mao, He Yi, give it to me. Snatched back the human-level beads, injured him, my mother was responsible for him, killed him, and we Pingding Houfu carried it, don't be afraid! This guy has an affair with the evil way, according to the laws of the Great Zhou, if he dies, he will die in vain!" Yang Qian said fiercely.

"Yes!" Deng Mao and He Yi responded, very excited. With Yang Qian's order, if something happens, he will bear it. Anyway, there are a lot of people around to witness it, and even if it happens, it can be shirked at that time.

"I want to see which of you dares to do it!" a majestic voice came, the crowd parted, and Yan Lun proudly stepped forward.

"Little Hou Ye!" Seeing this person, the two guardian gods were slightly afraid. Yan Lun's identity is special, but what is even more awe-inspiring is his two arms.

Yan Lun is a martial artist, and he has already stepped into the Gang Qi realm. Coupled with a long family education, the two guards are really not his opponents.

"Shizi!" Seeing Yan Lun, Yang Qianshen was stunned. The difference between the two is the real 'commoner' and 'noble'.

One of the two is out of the side, and the other is out of the front. Yan Lun's identity is like the eldest son of the Pingding Marquis Mansion, and he will inherit the position of prince in the future. The identity of the Marquis of Wenqu is special, and this kind of prince of the Hou Mansion is not comparable to Yang Qian at all.

"I heard it all outside the pavilion. Since you have made a bet, you should follow it. When did our scholars of the Great Zhou Dynasty come out with goods like you?" Yan Lun put his hands behind his back and looked down at Yang Qian, his expression cold.

"This ......" Yang Qian was shocked and frightened, if Yan Lun intervened and came in, it would be a small matter to lose the human-level pearl and the face of the Pingding Marquis Mansion, but it would be a real big matter.

Fang Yun instead watched coldly, Yan Lun was a great son like him, he recognized it. However, Fang Yun didn't think that he had anything to do with this nobleman among the commoners.

"Won't you want to regret it?" Yan Lun's gaze was like a knife, and it slashed into Yang Qian's heart.

Yang Qian's heart trembled, and his god was uncertain. Finally stomped his foot, greeted Li Ping, and said hatefully: "Let's go!"

After all, it is a martial arts family, and although Li Ping broke two arm bones, he can still bear it somewhat. Glancing at Fang Yun fiercely, Li Ping followed Yang Qian angrily. The two fought with each other this time.

"Fang Yun, our business is not over yet...... In the crowd, Yang Qian put down a cruel word and walked away.

Fang Yun sneered, a person like Yang Qian, holding a treasure like a human-level bead in his hand, was actually defeated by himself. Now that he has no human-level beads, he is not his opponent no matter how hard he works ten times. The distance between the two will only grow.

"Shizi, thank you," Fang Yun arched his hand. Although Yan Lun's identity is somewhat special, after all, it is all from the common Hou lineage, and there is no need to offend in unnecessary circumstances.

"Raise your hands," Yan Lun waved his hand, he had the demeanor of a family of the world, and took out the "Demon Sword Gang Technique" from his arms, Yan Lun shook it: "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get this martial arts book from the hands of the reckless Hou Shizi." ”

"Xu Quan!" Fang Yun's heart shook slightly, and after thinking about it slightly, he understood that the scene just now must have fallen into the hands of these two people. He inadvertently helped Yan Lun snatch a volume of "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Technique".

"Shizi's words are serious, this is Shizi's unique vision and insight into opportunities, but it has little to do with me. I still have something to do, so I'll go first. After Fang Yun finished speaking, he took a step forward and strode away.

After all, the identity of the Marquis of Wenqu is too special, between the commoner marquis and the aristocratic marquis. Before he knew Yan Lun, Fang Yun didn't have too much intersection with him, anyway, he left a line, and he had his own opportunity to talk about it.

"It's okay," Yan Lun watched Fang Yun leave, feeling more and more wonderful in his heart.

The scholars in the school palace are also divided into three, six, nine and so on. Yan Lun's identity is undoubtedly the top ranking. With a gang-level cultivation, there are not many people who can compare with the palace. At least Fang Yun, although he defeated Yang Qian and Li Ping in one fell swoop, his Yuanqi-level cultivation was destined to belong to the lower level of the Academy.

The eldest son of his Wenqu Marquis, who had intersected in the past, did not dare not give him face, and all of them showed sincerity and fear. There has never been a Fang Yun who doesn't take him seriously like this and rejects people thousands of miles away.

"Interesting," Yan Lun glanced at Fang Yun's background and walked away.