The two people separated again, both sides were gasping violently, just now it was only a three-minute competition, but the distance traveled by the two people had reached more than hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and each of them attacked no less than 100,000 swords, even with the strength of two people, such a fierce competition could only support three minutes, and could not support any longer. However, such three minutes is enough for people like them to create a massacre on the battlefield, with their swordsmanship and body skills, people with slightly inferior strength can't even take a sword at all, and the strength of kendo masters is definitely beyond the reach of other professionals.

Fang Qingjie smiled and said, "Okay, it's really happy." Yuyang also laughed wildly: "Since learning swords, even if you have the happiest fight today, Fang Qingjie, I admit your strength, from now on, you will be my opponent for life, I will defeat you." "There is a strong confidence in the speech.

After Fang Qingjie finished laughing, Zhengse said: "Yuyang Holy Son, I recognize you, you are the only person who can compete with me in swordsmanship, you have to be careful, if I have the opportunity next time, I will find you to compete in swords." "I'm waiting for you, I hope you progress a little faster, otherwise, next time you will only lose." ”

After Yuyang finished speaking, he inserted the sword back into its sheath, retracted his body, and turned to walk under the ring. Fang Qingjie did not stop it. Carla Roosevelt understood, and declared this one still a draw, or a tie. For this ruling, no one has any objections, although the battle just now took a short time, but it has already made the two of them use all their strength, since it is impossible to distinguish the winner under such an all-out competition, then it is just a waste of time to fight again, they all know that unless it is a battle of life and death, both sides fight to the bottom, it depends on which one's physical strength and true yuan are all exhausted, and then they can distinguish the winner and loser. However, that no longer makes sense, because this is the ring, not the battlefield. Therefore, Yuyang did not fight any further.

Yuyang walked to the side of the two companions and said, "I can't win him." Shenyang nodded and said, "You have done your best, he is indeed very powerful, and what is even more terrifying is that he is dozens of years younger than all of us." "Shenyang, it's up to you. "I'm not sure to win him, Yuyang, do you think he's done his best?" The strength he showed was completely different from when he competed with Zhan Yang, I really can't tell if he did his best, maybe he still retains a relatively strong strength, this guy, his strength is really bottomless. Yuyang said very honestly.

Next, as before, Fang Qingjie took another bottle of holy water, and then meditated on the spot to recover. After two battles, no one dares to underestimate Fang Qingjie, although this enemy is not very old, but the strength is amazingly strong, facing such an enemy, it is really not a good thing, what is more serious is that I don't know how many perverts like Fang Qingjie are still in the Yanhuang Clan, once they really start a war with the Yanhuang Clan, they will face an enemy like Fang Qingjie.

The Pope and others, who had been watching the battle, were a little speechless. "Just one outstanding person of the new generation has already become like this, and I really don't know what their predecessors will become." The Minister of the Doctrine Department, Owen Zhiguang, said: "According to the information we have obtained, the people created from the lineage base are the highest qualifications of the previous generations, and if the information we have obtained is correct, the first 1,000 people should be the legendary holy body, from 1,000 to 10,000 people are holy bodies, and 10,000 to 1,000 people are holy bodies." This Fang Qingjie was obviously not made by the inheritance base, and should be a descendant of the first generation of divine bodies. And they are descendants of the lineage, so calculated, the strength of their fathers should be a hundred times greater than him, I think, at least it can be compared with the hidden angels of the four tribulations to the fifth tribulation, or even higher. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement. The same divine body (that is, the innate body called in the Yanhuang clan), but the clansmen made by the first generation (the division in the Yanhuang clan should be the second generation, Han Wenzheng is the real first generation), the age is more than a thousand years older than Fang Qingjie, more than a thousand years of accumulation, and the strength is naturally dozens of times, or even a hundred times stronger than a hairy young man like Fang Qingjie.

Three hours passed, Fang Qingjie stood up, and after Kara Roosevelt asked as usual, she announced the start of the third competition. Shen Yang walked to the ring, and after saluting, he said, "Being able to compete with a top master like Second Lieutenant Fang is indeed a great joy in life. My two brothers didn't have a lot of fun before, and I can understand that Second Lieutenant Fang had reservations, but this is already the third game, and Second Lieutenant Fang had better show all his strength, because there is no need to keep it. ”

Fang Qingjie smiled and said, "In this way, the Divine Yang Holy Son thinks that he is much stronger than the Zhanyang Holy Son and the Yuyang Holy Son? This is a congratulation on the surface, but in his bones it is to provoke discord. "I don't dare to say that I am much stronger than my two brothers, but it is a fact that my strength is a little stronger than theirs, and Ensign Fang is likely to lose if he does not show all his strength. "Shenyang naturally said that as the eldest of the five holy sons, Shenyang is still very confident in his own strength. Fang Qingjie couldn't pick up the discord, so naturally he didn't talk more nonsense, it was not a good thing to talk too much, so a horizontal Xingchen sword said: "Okay, I'll come to learn the tricks of the Divine Yang Holy Son, please show your weapons." ”

The Divine Yang Holy Son shook the fists in his hands and said, "I have always disliked weapons, therefore, my fists are my weapons. Fang Qingjie's pupils contracted slightly, and said, "I didn't expect the Shenyang Holy Son to be a boxer?"

Shenyang smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just a boxer. Since I was a child, I have been strong and strong, and my physical fitness is different from ordinary people, so I like to fight, especially with my fists, and as the days go by, I don't like other weapons, and I use my fists exclusively, so I became a boxer. ”

Fang Qingjie put the sword back into the sheath, put the Xingchen Sword in his left hand on his backhand, fixed it with the belt around his waist, and said: "Since the Holy Son of Shenyang is a boxer, then I can't use the sword to bully, my Yanhuang clan has always paid attention to fairness, since you gave me a fair fight, then I will use my fist to meet the noble boxer for a while, to see whether the noble boxer is strong or my Yanhuang clan's martial artist is strong." ”

To tell the truth, fighting with fists, the Yanhuang clan is an expert among experts, taking the Wu clan as an example, they have always used their fists to fight, as for the ancient Yanhuang clan, there are not a few martial artists, many of them like to use their bodies as weapons, and in the ancient sayings of the Yanhuang clan, there has always been such a saying:" Weapons, no matter how powerful they are, are foreign objects that can be used but cannot be relied on, and the only thing that people can really rely on is their own body, because weapons can leave your side, but your hands and feet can never leave you. ”

Shenyang said: "I can't imagine that Second Lieutenant Fang knows how to use fists in addition to practicing swords. "I can not only use my fists, but also my feet, Shenyang Holy Son, you have to be careful, my martial artists of the Yanhuang clan are not like boxers, boxers can only use fists, but the martial artists of my Yanhuang clan can be used as weapons all over the body, and not only limited to their hands. And our hands are not only fists, but also can be varied, fists, palms, fingers, elbows, etc. can be used, and can turn knives, guns, and swords, which are infinitely useful, so although I don't use weapons in name, I can also use kendo. Kendo is not limited to the hand but not the sword. A true kendo master, he himself is a sharpened sword. ”

This is true, the Yanhuang clan in the past had a sword predecessor named Dugu to seek defeat, before the age of twenty, the sword was rampant in the world, at the age of thirty, the sword was proud of the rivers and lakes, to the age of forty, it has reached the point that the grass and trees can be swords, and after the age of forty, gradually no sword is better than the realm of the sword. Fang Qingjie's cultivation is naturally a hundred times that of this senior, and his cultivation in the way of the sword is not inferior to this senior, it can be said that having a sword without a sword (referring to an ordinary sword, the innate spirit treasure-level sword has to be counted separately) has little impact on him.

Shenyang smiled and said, " Ensign Fang's talent is certainly amazing, I am at your age, my strength is far inferior, I am not a genius, when I was a hundred years old, I still fought and lost more and won less, because, other people have powerful artifact equipment, and there are countless magic skills, and I, only have my own fists, therefore, I fight and lose, but I never know how to give up, I am still stubborn in my fists, when I was a hundred years old, I finally understood, my fist is the best artifact, my cultivation was finally completed, in that year, I became a new generation of holy sons, it has been a full ninety-two years now, these ninety-two years have passed, these ninety-two years have passed, these ninety-two years old, I have never been defeatedBecause, I only specialize in my boxing. Second Lieutenant Fang is amazingly talented, but he is greedy, and he has cultivated all kinds of skills, so it is destined that none of you is your best specialty, and you may still have an advantage in the face of other opponents, but in the face of me, who specializes in boxing, you will only lose. ”

Fang Qingjie's pupils contracted again, of course he was clear about what Shenyang said, in fact, every Yanhuang clan knew that whether it was better than Bo or Bo was better than Zhuan, these two routes had always been inconclusive. After a long time, you will naturally be able to comprehend the extremely high realm, and you will really reach the realm of breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, ten thousand laws with one sword, and ten thousand laws with one punch.

However, this kind of specialization is often very disadvantaged in the early stage, and before the strength goes up, it will definitely abuse people who practice many kung fu to death. In the battle of the gods, Luo Xuan, who intercepted the sect, that is, today's fire department, can be said to be the crown of the sect of interception, he has been specializing in fire all his life, and he is invincible against other monks, but after meeting Princess Longji, who specializes in water, he was abused very badly. Therefore, many people want to practice more kung fu, so that they can have an advantage in the process of fighting, and they can switch abilities according to the enemy's specialization, so that it is easier to defeat the opponent.

It's just that manpower is limited, and each department is incomparably profound, even if it is a saint, he doesn't dare to say that he has fully understood all the abilities of a certain department, so if there is no lot of time and energy to invest, just a general cultivation, the ability of each department is just half a bucket of water, and it is no problem to bully the opponent who is also half a bucket of water.