Three Hundred and Fortieth IX Fight Very Easily

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On the ring.

Fang Ping jumped up, while Yao Chengjun on the opposite side walked up the steps step by step. With his walking, the whole ring seemed to be shaking.

The void was densely covered with mental power, and the stirred air seemed to be uneasy, and the sound of howling wind blew across the ring.

...

Under the ring.

The explanation of the sixth-grade realm seems to be a little unclear how to explain it.

At this moment, Mr. Fu, who is at the peak of the sixth rank, walked over, gave him a glance, sat down beside him, and said in a loud voice: "Before the competition, Yao Chengjun challenged all kinds of strong people everywhere. The potential has reached its peak, and Zhou Tan, the second rank four mentor, once admitted frankly that he may not be Yao Chengjun's opponent."

"Yao Chengjun's mental power is released, comparable to a sixth-rank peak warrior, and he has accumulated enough at the fourth-rank peak, and he can already break through to fifth-rank.

However, there are still a few people who are also peerless arrogance in the contemporary era, and are now the peak of the fourth rank.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, Yao Chengjun did not choose to break through, but chose to stay at the peak of the fourth rank, Mo Wu Fang Ping is probably one of the key players. "

"Mo Wu Fang Ping is the latest among the few contemporary Tianjiao warriors to reach the peak of the fourth rank, but being later does not mean that the strength will be weaker.

Fang Ping's mental power has also reached the point where he has let go. He once swept his peers at the third rank, and stepped into the fourth rank with the invincibility of the third rank.

However, Fang Ping and the others have never fought against each other before, and this exchange match is also the first time the four geniuses of this generation have a martial arts confrontation..."

"The mental power of both of them has reached the point where they are released, which is something that some of the sixth-rank peak powerhouses have not been able to do."

"Yao Chengjun has tempered his bones three times in the non-warrior stage, and now his blood and physique are also extremely strong, and the strength of his blood and blood is no less than 2500 calories...

Moreover, although Yao Chengjun was young, he was experienced in many battles. After entering the fourth-rank realm, he even killed many fifth-rank players, including those in the middle of the fifth rank. "

"Fang Ping, the time to enter the fourth-rank realm is extremely short, and his combat experience is not as good as that of Yao Chengjun, but he has also killed fifth-rank warriors during the fourth-rank period..."

Mr. Fu kept introducing the situation of the two of them.

Until now, many people have a better understanding of the two.

They have all reached the point where their mental power is released, they have all tempered their bones three times, and they have both leapfrogged and killed fifth-rank powerhouses.

Although the two are young, even some fifth and sixth-rank senior warriors present did not dare to underestimate them.

...

On the ring, Yao Chengjun walked slowly, and finally stepped onto the ring.

Fang Ping was indifferent, and Yao Chengjun's aura combined with his mental strength erupted into a powerful force. Some third- and fourth-rank warriors near the ring were a little out of breath, but Fang Ping had no effect.

Before Fang Ping could open his mouth, Yao Chengjun took the initiative and said, "Fang Ping, I actually wanted to fight you a long time ago! As early as when it was rumored that your mental power was so strong that you had reached the point of letting go, I thought about fighting you!

Among the fourth-rank warriors, only you and I have managed to release our mental power.

It's a pity that my realm was higher than yours before. Although I wanted to, I didn't want to fight the low with the high, and the victory was useless!

Now that you have reached the peak of the fourth rank and are at the same level as me, I don't have these taboos anymore, let's fight today! "

Fang Ping smiled lightly: "Same, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I said before that no matter how strong you are, you will make me a wedding dress. It will be cheaper for me, and it will also prevent me from challenging others everywhere."

Yao Chengjun stopped talking.

The referee at the pinnacle of the sixth rank did not shout until the two of them had finished speaking:

"start!"

boom!

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the two were seven or eight meters away, but they had already confronted each other.

Fang Ping and Yao Chengjun used mental power attacks at the same time!

The invisible fluctuations collided with each other halfway, the air flow burst instantly, and the strong wind blew across the arena. The alloy arena was fine, but the ground outside the arena was kicked up by a wave of mud and rocks.

Some of the surrounding warriors retreated one after another, even some fifth-rank warriors did not stay at this moment.

The sound of air explosions sounded one after another!

Yao Chengjun's face turned pale,

As he kept retreating, Fang Ping also staggered slightly, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

The two stepped heavily on the ground, and the A-level alloy ground was also creaked by the two, and the boots dragged sparks on the ground.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, just after the confrontation of mental power, the figures of the two were like lightning, and they rushed towards each other at the same time.

boom!

There was a loud noise suddenly, and the surrounding air flow turned fiery red. The guns and knives collided instantly, but no sparks were hit, but bursts of energy and blood burst out, splashing out in all directions!

"retreat!"

A strong man let out a low cry, and forcibly pulled the spectators who had already retreated a certain distance to a further distance.

"Boom!"

The sputtering energy and blood blasted the ground outside the arena again, creating potholes, which made many people feel palpitations.

These two are really strong!

Everyone in the audience was still shocked by the impact of the aftermath. Fang Ping and Yao Chengjun had fought dozens of times in succession. They entered the midair from the ground and fought back to the ring again from the midair. The huge roar resounded through the stadium.

After dozens of strokes in a row, the afterimages in everyone's eyes gradually became clear. Fang Ping stepped on the ring, and his body was forcibly pushed back more than ten meters. The harsh friction sound and countless sparks were produced by the combat boots and the long knife on the ring.

At this moment, Fang Ping's face was solemn, and he was not depressed because of the temporary loss.

On the opposite side, Yao Chengjun's face turned slightly pale, and he took a few steps back. He was not dragged back by the force like Fang Ping.

"Underestimated you!"

Fang Ping spit out a mouthful of blood, and indeed underestimated Yao Chengjun a bit.

He always thought that his strength was the strongest among the four ranks because of his strong qi and blood.

But he didn't want to, although Yao Chengjun's strength was not as good as his, but he had a profound cultivation of tactics, stronger penetrating power, stronger explosive power, and he was forced to repel him abruptly.

"Same!"

Before Yao Chengjun could finish his sentence, he stretched his back and charged again with a gun. The tip of the gun pierced the void and instantly plunged into Fang Ping's throat!

The surrounding audience suddenly exclaimed!

The powerhouses were unmoved, as expected, Yao Chengjun seemed to have pierced the air bubble with his spear, and the afterimage shattered. The next moment, Fang Ping's figure appeared in the air, and he raised his knife and chopped it off!

The moment the knife fell, Yao Chengjun had already reacted, the spear shook, and the tip of the spear collided with the long knife dozens of times.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" was endless, and everyone's eardrums seemed to be ruptured.

"Buzz!"

There was a loud explosion, Fang Ping didn't make another move, but rose from the air, straight into the sky, the sound was the crackling of air currents.

Yao Chengjun did not catch up, but stood on the ring with a gun, his eyes solemn.

In mid-air, Fang Ping set off a gust of air around him, and several small blood-red vortices appeared around his body.

In the blink of an eye, the little red dot turned into a bloody jade-like object the size of seven or eight balls of fists.

"fall!"

Fang Ping let out a low cry, and the blood sphere condensed by the power of Qi and blood passed through the void and fell down quickly!

On the ring, Yao Chengjun's face was serious, he stepped on his feet, and left the spot, while Fang Ping in mid-air fell rapidly, his mental power controlled the blood ball to pursue.

It is not uncontrollable to let the blood ball burst, his mental power can be manipulated.

Yao Chengjun's expression remained unchanged, and he no longer retreated. The tip of the spear shone with dazzling light. When he shot out, he hit several balls of blood one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Explosions sounded one after another, and the air flow was tumbling. At this moment, even the audience area felt the suffocating pressure. The burst of air and blood balls, the air flow swept around, and the dust was flying. The surrounding ground tens of meters seemed to be hollowed out cut.

In the smoke and dust, Yao Chengjun was not injured, his face was slightly pale, but he shot Fang Ping instantly, not giving Fang Ping a chance to use it.

Fang Ping's eyes were serious, and he shouted angrily. With the shout, all his mental power exploded, condensed into an invisible needle, and instantly pierced Yao Chengjun's head.

Yao Chengjun didn't change his face, a crimson air flow appeared above his head, mixed with his own mental power, and instantly wrapped Fang Ping's invisible needle.

At the same time, Yao Chengjun's long spear was more than ten meters away, and it burst out with vigor, shooting towards Fang Ping in an instant.

"burst!"

Fang Ping sipped again, the crimson air burst instantly, Yao Chengjun's face turned pale instantly, and the gun light shot by Biao was a lot vain, and then Fang Ping chopped it to pieces!

...

"Nonsense!"

At this moment, in the stands, a middle-aged man in military uniform gave a low shout, and the worry flashed away in his eyes.

Everyone in Huang Jing looked extremely solemn.

These two, especially Fang Ping, played seemingly simple, but extremely dangerous.

Just now, Fang Ping let his mental power explode, almost tearing Yao Chengjun's mental power.

The confrontation of mental power is the most dangerous. Fang Ping explodes his own mental power, and if he is not careful, he will be brain-dead.

This kind of combat method is usually used by grandmasters or peak sixth-rank powerhouses when they are fighting for their lives.

In the Catacombs before, the old headmaster of Mowu fought with others. This method was adopted. Their own strength was gathered into one, and the power of spirit and blood were combined into one, and they exploded directly, shattering the enemy's spirit power. , All die together!

After watching for a while, Huang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Not all of them burst, that's okay."

Fang Ping didn't detonate all of his mental power, only part, part of the detonation can still be restored, and not all of it, although it also caused damage to Yao Chengjun, it was not fatal.

Even so, the master master of the First Military Academy was also a little worried.

Mental strength is injured, this is an extremely serious injury!

...

In the arena.

Fang Ping stopped attacking at this moment, panting slightly: "I have to say, you are very strong, but you shouldn't have confronted me with mental power. I don't want to really hurt you, Yao Chengjun, admit defeat!"

Yao Chengjun's face was pale, but he didn't say a word. He restrained some traumatized mental power into his body, and then continued to shoot at Fang Ping.

Seeing this, Fang Ping didn't say any more, and a strong glow of energy and blood erupted from the blade.

The next moment, the swords and guns collided, and Yao Chengjun took a few steps back, but Fang Ping flew upside down, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

...

"Yao Chengjun's "Tenglong Nine Strikes" has been cultivated to the extreme, and Fang Ping is slightly weaker than the combat method."

Mr. Fu explained a sentence, and the sixth-rank commentator on the side asked in cooperation: "In the opinion of Mr. Fu, what is the outcome of the two?"

"Yao Chengjun is probably about to lose."

Mr. Fu shook his head slightly, and said with regret: "Fang Ping...except for his lack of combat skills, he almost surpassed him in all aspects. Yao Chengjun may have better combat experience than Fang Ping, but at this moment, his skills are somewhat limited. Fang Ping's fighting style, It's just crushing all the way, experience is not very useful here..."

Yao Chengjun is extremely strong, but Fang Ping is stronger than him in mental strength, physique, vitality and blood, and the key is to recover quickly.

Faced with this kind of opponent, one shot cannot hit him severely, and Fang Ping will be able to recover soon.

If one adjective were used to describe Fang Ping, it would be - brown sugar.

It's too hard to fight!

And this is not a real life-and-death fight, a real life-and-death fight, judging from the situation just now, Fang Ping may be able to kill Yao Chengjun quickly.

The premise is that Fang Ping's mental strength can really be continuously restored.

Of course, if Yao Chengjun didn't use his mental power to fight Fang Ping, Fang Ping might not be able to find opportunities easily.

...

mid-air.

Yao Chengjun is not a person who gives up easily, he gave up fighting with mental power, Yao Chengjun is so good at shooting with a pistol that he almost beats Fang Ping in the fight.

Judging from the situation, Fang Ping fell into a disadvantage.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that Yao Chengjun is at the end of his strength at this moment. Although his tactics are strong, he is not strong enough to instantly kill Fang Ping.

Fang Ping exploded with all his strength with every strike, unlike Yao Chengjun, who failed to make several strong attacks, and the offensive gradually weakened.

One after another, Fang Ping suppressed Fang Ping at the beginning, and in the later stage, Fang Ping began to suppress Yao Chengjun in reverse.

Both of them were covered in bloodstains, and they were covered in blood, but Fang Ping became more and more courageous as he fought, and Yao Chengjun was already on the decline.

With a huge roar, it fell from midair to the ground, and then killed from the ground to midair.

Although most people couldn't see the figures of the two of them clearly, it still didn't hinder the excitement of the audience.

Whether they are strong or not, they don't look at anything else, they only look at the aftermath of the battle.

At this moment, the ground around the arena had been sunken by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and fierce flames shot out from the arena from time to time, causing the entire arena to shake.

...

After more than ten minutes.

A figure fell from mid-air to the outside of the ring, and Yao Chengjun shot into the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

Barely fixed his figure, Yao Chengjun was panting violently, his face was pale, the military uniform on his body was also in tatters, thick blood dripped continuously and hit the ground.

A moment later, Fang Ping also fell from the sky. Although there were many scars on his body, his eyes were sharp, and he smiled and said, "Do you want to continue?"

Yao Chengjun didn't say a word, and after a while he said with a hoarse voice, "Take my last shot!"

"good!"

Before he finished speaking, the long spear pierced into the ground suddenly tore through the surrounding ground, and instantly turned into a ray of light and shot towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping let out a low growl, and the long knife thundered down!

boom!

boom!

...

One knife after another, outsiders couldn't see how much Fang Ping hacked, everything happened in the blink of an eye, Fang Ping returned with the knife, and stood proudly.

Yao Chengjun shook his head slightly and said nothing more.

Until now, Fang Ping was still able to explode with all his strength. Although his last shot was extremely lethal, Fang Ping slashed at Fang Ping with more than ten knives, and still chopped the spear light into pieces.

At this moment, Yao Chengjun still maintains a certain level of combat power. Even though his energy and blood are consumed enormously, the physical strength that has been cultivated to the peak in body training alone is enough to easily tear apart an ordinary fourth-rank warrior.

However, against Fang Ping, if he continued to fight, he would only be humiliating himself.

"I lost."

Yao Chengjun let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the team. He lost.

The moment he turned around, Fang Ping forcibly swallowed the blood from his mouth. The winner was handsome. Yao Chengjun broke out many times, which also caused him serious internal injuries.

Although Fang Ping was still able to fight again at this moment, his internal organs were too severely injured, even if he took drugs, he would not be able to recover so easily.

Coughing lightly, taking advantage of outsiders not paying attention, Fang Ping covered his mouth with his hands and swallowed a life-returning pill. After a while, he felt that his internal organs were no longer burning.

"Fang Ping wins!"

The referee announced the result, fell to the ground, looked at Fang Ping and said, "Should we continue?"

"certainly!"

Fang Ping smiled easily, as if he was unharmed, and some of the wounds on his body did not seem to be his.

The referee took a deep look at him, you kid just took the life-returning pill, and you still pretended.

But Fang Ping wanted to continue, so he didn't say anything, and soon announced the start of the second round.

In the second round, Bai Xu played in the first military academy.

Facing Bai Xu, Fang Ping seemed to be hitting harder than before, and the knife erupted with a strong blade light, which made everyone in the First Military Academy feel helpless. Yao Chengjun didn't seem to hurt Fang Ping at all.

No matter how poor Fang Ping's "Slaying the Emperor's Heavenly Knife" is, he will not be worse than Bai Xu. With the powerful force of Qi and blood, he presses down on the opponent from the beginning to the end, and slashes dozens of knives in a row. Bai Xu escapes. There was no way to escape, and Fang Ping flew out with a knife, bleeding profusely.

"continue!"

...

The third person and the fourth person, when they encountered Fang Ping, almost always resolved the battle within three swords.

After the fifth person came to the stage, Fang Ping's mental power that had not been used before suddenly exploded again. The stunned opponent's mind went blank for a while, and Fang Ping was cut off by Fang Ping with a single knife. He fell to the ground and failed to stand up.

"Devil's martial arts victory!"

The referee announced loudly that this battle, except for Fang Ping and Yao Chengjun who fought for a long time, ended very quickly afterwards.

Fang Ping smiled and nodded to the surroundings, and walked down the ring calmly.

One person broke through the first military academy and defeated the third place on the fourth-rank list. At this moment, is there anyone who doubts that Fang Ping is not worthy of being the first rank?

...

the stands.

Wang Jinyang and Li Hansong's faces were slightly dignified. When they met Fang Ping, they might have fought hard.

This guy... is really tough!

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