"Hmph, two little Yuanqi-level scholars, where are they qualified to take the place of the noble marquis and the commoner marquis?" The young man on the right was wearing a purple and gold crown, and his body exuded an aura of extreme wealth.

Fang Yun was preoccupied with Yang Qian at this time, and he didn't notice what was happening outside the pavilion. He would have been surprised if he saw these two men. The former speaks as a young man, called Yan Lun, and his father is Yan Zhi, who is the Marquis of Wenqu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The ancestor of the Marquis of Wenqu was a Wenchen, and when the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, he was the first generation of Taifu and had a far-reaching influence among the courtiers. Even if the three princes of the current dynasty are inextricably linked with their families.

Yan Lun's grandfather abandoned literature and martial arts and made a career. Although he is not a noble marquis, his family's power in the imperial court is inextricably linked and deep-rooted, and it is no worse than that of a noble marquis. Although the Marqu of Wenqu entered the military from Wen, in terms of influence and power, it can be said that he is the first among the civilian marquis.

Xu Quan, a young man in purple gold, and Xu Yuan, the marquis of the wilderness, have millions of heavy soldiers in his hands, guarding the border of Xu Wei and suppressing the demon clan. The original title of this reckless marquis was the Marquis of Weiyuan, one of the noble marquis of the Great Zhou, because of the outstanding force, guarding the east for the Great Zhou, deterring the demon clan for a hundred years, and making great achievements, so the Marquis of Weiyuan was changed to the Marquis of the Reckless Wilderness to show his reward. Among the aristocratic marquis, the reckless marquis has the greatest influence!

This Xu Quan and Yan Lun have the same illustrious and profound background, which is comparable to ordinary princes. Very people are very arrogant, although the two speak peacefully and seem to be friendly, but their eyes are intertwined, and they are a pair of fierce rivals.

"Heh, why don't we two have a good time and gamble?" Yan Lun smiled.

"What do you want to bet on?" Xu Quan stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly, without the intention of refusing.

"If Fang Yun wins, I want you to have a volume of 'Demon Slaying Sword Gang Technique'. ”

Xu Quan's face changed: "You have a lot of appetite, although the "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Technique" is only a Gang Qi Realm master, not a top-level martial arts mastery, but it is also unique to my reckless Marquis. ”

"You can't afford to gamble?"

"Joke, good. If I lose, I will lend you "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Technique", and if you lose, you need to lend me "Haoran Gangqi" for a look!"

This time it was Yan Lun's turn to change, Wenqu Hou was born in the Wenchen lineage, this "Haoran Gangqi" is a combination of Confucianism's Haoran Qi and martial arts, and it is also unique to Wenquhou.

Yan Lun stared at Fang Yun in the distance, and said one word categorically: "Okay!"

Hearing this, Xu Quan finally showed a smile on his face: "Ha, I forgot to tell you that the second son of Pingding Hou, Ping Rì, has some dealings with me." A few months ago, I just knew that Yang Qianyu had obtained a human-level pearl. ”

"What! He knew what a human-level bead was. A martial artist with this kind of heaven and earth treasure can cultivate five or six times faster than ordinary people. Yang Qian has such a thing, and his martial arts cultivation is fast, which is self-evident.

"It's calculated," Yan Lun felt uncomfortable as swallowing a hundred flies in his heart. This duel is basically nothing to look forward to. However, gambling is such a thing, the loser does not lose the battle, no matter what, the face has to be done.

"What about human-level beads, I don't think that Fang Yun is necessarily bad. ”

Xu Quan just sneered.

"Disperse!" In the crowd, Yang Qian said a word, and all the surrounding scholars retreated, leaving a large open space for the two of them.

"You two step out of the way, too. Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin understood and retreated, they couldn't get involved in this kind of competition.

Call!

As soon as the people around him retreated, Yang Qian raised his hand and slashed over with a punch, which was the tiger fist that Li Ping had just used. The same move of the tiger descending the mountain was completely incompatible with Li Ping in Yang Qian's hands.

As soon as Yang Qian made a move, the surrounding air was drumming, and in the wind, there was a loud tiger roar, and the momentum was like a fierce tiger swooping down from the mountain. The eyes of the surrounding scholars looking at Yang Qian suddenly changed. Although this Yang Qian is arrogant, his hard work is not bad.

Fang Yun's body straightened, and his feet scurried to the side slightly, and everyone immediately felt a reckless momentum from Fang Yun's body, like a reckless ox stretching its four hooves galloping on the field.

"Reckless cattle running into the wilderness!" In the crowd, a scholar immediately recognized him. This mangniu boxing is not a very clever boxing technique, and there are many people who know it. It's just that in everyone's impression, Mangniu Boxing has always been used to attack and hack. No one thought that the trick of the reckless bull running into the wild could actually dodge the opponent's attack in this situation.

Fang Yun's move 'Reckless Ox Running to the Wild' used the sudden acceleration of speed to flash the 'Tiger Descending Mountain', and immediately a punch was blasted out, the air at the tip of the fist exploded, and a wave of air rushed straight towards Yang Qian.

"Not good!" Yang Qian didn't expect Fang Yun to be so fast, a fist in front of him became bigger and bigger. After all, Yang Qian was born in the Hou Mansion, and he had a family background, and at the moment of crisis, his arm was erected and stood in front of him.

Bang!

The fists and arms intersected, and Yang Qian only felt that he had been hit by a reckless bull, and his arms were broken a few times. He is also a Yuanqi-level cultivator, and his flesh and blood have long been fused with Yuanqi, and he is extremely strong. Fang Yun only made one move, and immediately made him feel the pressure.

"His strength is greater than mine, I'm not an opponent!" Yang Qian was shocked in his heart, this conclusion was reached, and he almost couldn't believe his own judgment. How long has it been? Fifteen days, only fifteen days, how could this Fang Yun have made such great progress.

Yes!

Yang Qian was calculating the strength of the two of them, and suddenly heard the crowd exclaim. A strong wind blew, and a loud cow roar was immediately heard in my ears, as if a reckless cow with knotted muscles and full of flesh was rushing towards him with his eyes wide open.

The bull roars!

Fang Yun's left fist was blocked, his right foot stepped to bully him, and another punch was blasted out, and it was the fifth type of reckless bull roar. The tiger is the king of beasts, and the tiger roars and the beasts are subdued. However, the reckless ox lives in the wilderness, giving birth to xìngzìyóu, loose, and wild. When a reckless ox is angry, its eyes are blood-red, its iron hooves are flying, and whatever stands in front of it, it must fly head-on. The wild and domineering power can break a hugging tree, even if a tiger or lion encounters it, it must be avoided.

Moo!

Within four feet of Fang Yun's surroundings, the air was torn into countless pieces, and the air currents in the sky collided with each other. In the strong wind, there was a faint loud cow roar, and the ground under his feet trembled faintly, and it seemed that there was really a crazy bull rushing forward.

This time, it was not only the students around who watched the battle. Even Xu Quan changed his face. The 'Reckless Bull Strength' in Fang Yun's hands was completely different from that of ordinary Yuanqi-level martial artists, even if he met a True Qi-level martial artist, he was also qualified to fight.

"Fang Lin!" Xu Quan suddenly remembered a person, this kind of momentum, this kind of domineering taste, he had only seen it in one person. At that time, Xu Quan was equivalent to the current Yang Qian, and Fang Lin at that time was equivalent to the current Fang Yun.

Bang!

Fang Yun's fist was like the iron hooves of a reckless bull, carrying the momentum of Wanjun, and stepped heavily on the forehead of Yang Qian, a roadblocker. With a loud bang, Yang Qian was hit by an irresistible brute force, screamed miserably, flew high, and was then slammed to the ground by Fang Yun. His forehead, flesh and skin exploded, and a large amount of blood burst out, making his face covered in blood.

As he fell, a black bead flew out at the same time, landed three feet away, and spun on the ground.

"Brother Yang!" Seeing Yang Qian flying out heavily, his face covered with blood, Li Ping roared violently, rushed over with a "swish", and stretched out his claws with a fierce tiger.

"Hmph!" Fang Yun stepped forward to bully himself, did not dodge or dodge, and handed out a move of 'reckless cow against the horns', and in the pavilion, everyone's ears were full of loud cow roars. Hearing only a 'click', Li Ping's arms were brittle, his body arched, and he flew out like a scarecrow, hitting the vermilion pavilion pillar heavily.

"How is that possible!" Li Ping sat on the ground, his arms shrugged down, and the great shock overwhelmed [**] pain.

Watching the battle from the sidelines is far less intense than experiencing it in person. Li Ping began to think that Yang Qian was defeated because he was too careless. It wasn't until he personally made a move that he felt Fang Yun's terrifying power.

Li Ping clearly remembered that half a month ago, when the two of them beat Fang Yun violently, it was like beating a dog. In just 15 days, the two sides have completely reversed.

"You've lost!" Yan Lun said with a smile as he looked ahead.

"Hmph, you're lucky!" Xu Quan snorted coldly, threw out a booklet casually, glanced at Fang Yun in the distance, and threw away his sleeves.

Yan Lun copied it with his hand and took the Xu family's "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Technique" in his hand. This sword path martial scripture that he had been looking for had become boring at the moment.

"What a terrible fighting talent!" Yan Lun was calm on the surface, but he was shocked inside. With his Gangqi-level cultivation, he didn't take the power that Fang Yun showed in his eyes. What really shocked him was Fang Yun's fighting talent. Yan Lun understood that the basic military method of Mangniu Fist would never exert stronger combat effectiveness than Fang Yun in his hands.

Tiger boxing is stronger than Mangniu boxing, which is recognized among the princes and scholars of Jingwang. Although Yang Qian was arrogant, the cultivation of the Tiger Fist was not profound, but compared to Fang Yun, it was bleak.

The Mangniu ran wild and flashed the tiger down the mountain, forcing Yang Qian to defend with the Mangniu's mane and attracting his attention at the same time, and the real power was in the roar of the Mangniu that followed. The three strokes of Mangniu Boxing are smoothly connected, and the use is so wonderful that they are almost completely born to restrain Yang Qian's Tiger Boxing. In this battle, when Yang Qian took the initiative to issue 'Tiger Descending the Mountain', it was already destined that Yang Qian would have no chance to make a move.

"My father once said that martial arts are absolutely wonderful, and they are all in one mind. It's good to have a powerful move, but the decisive factor in a battle is often the warrior himself," Yan Lun said.