Chapter 163 Spirit Eye Variation
Enduring the severe pain caused by the burning, Fang Yang looked at Lan Ying. Seeing this, he exclaimed endlessly, and countless information began to enlighten his mind, stimulating his brain.
The blue figure represented the path of the little thief's aura, which was detailed and clear, just like a skeleton diagram of a human body. There are countless red light spots along the path of the spiritual energy, which is where the little thief's spiritual energy cannot work, which is where his weakness lies.
A bold idea appeared in Fang Yang's mind. If he hit these weak spots with aura and made the little thief's aura stop working, would it be possible for him to lose control of his aura and become an ordinary person?
If the little thief becomes an ordinary person, Fang Yang can kill him with a single lap. No matter whether it is possible or not, this is Fang Yang's only way out at the moment.
With a low growl, he broke through forcefully. A punch hit the little thief's shoulder, and with a thought, the last trace of aura in his dantian turned into a sharp knife and stabbed in directly. Get into the little thief's body, and poke hard at the position of his aura node.
The effect is immediate and hits with one hit. The little thief let out a scream, his face was paper-colored, the blue shadow turned into a gray shadow, only a group of blue marks appeared on his dantian.
"It's done!" Fang Yang was overjoyed, followed by a punch, and directly spat out blood from the mouth of the little thief, and he was in a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
But at this time, the gold necklace had already arrived, and he punched Fang Yang's right shoulder, breaking his shoulder bone with a click.
"I'm going to kill you sooner or later, you bastard!" Fang Yang cursed angrily, and stretched out his hand to grab the little thief. His body slammed against the door firmly.
This collision caused a loud bang at the time. Due to the mutation of Golden Eye, the silent formation had long since lost its effect, and immediately attracted the attention of other people in the venue, who all cast their gazes here.
Several powerful auras swept over the two of them, and the aura was so powerful that it made people tremble with fear. Fang Yang said in his heart that the **** finally escaped from birth, he was relieved, and watched the golden necklace escape from the stairs unwillingly.
Within a minute, a large number of people rushed over. Wang Qiang was the first to bear the brunt. He saw Fang Yang who was seriously injured at a glance, and he hugged him with a wave of spiritual energy and passed it over.
"What's going on!" Wang Qiang's face was ashen, and a raging aura surged out of his body. This was the first time Fang Yang had seen Wang Qiang's ability. The cyclone alone made him breathless, and his face became even paler.
"Qiangzi, why don't you take your aura quickly, are you going to kill him?" It was Ji Ping, who had been following Wang Qiang, who was speaking. The flying knife killed along the cracks in the stairwell: "Hurry up and chase after it, follow the bloodstains, you won't run too far."
Many warriors acting as security guards ran down quickly, while Wang Qiang and Ji Ping escorted Fang Yang back to the venue.
Everyone seemed to have expected this matter, they watched it coldly, and didn't pay much attention to it. After a while, the venue returned to normal, and communication resumed.
"See who it is!" Wang Qiang put Fang Yang on the sofa and set his bones. Ji Ping took out a pill and stuffed it into Fang Yang's mouth, saying it was a panacea.
Fang Yang's face was pale, and his mouth was covered with blood. Nodding his head, he said, "Jiangbei's rival, do you still remember the gold necklace on the gambling boat?"
"Tianjimai!" Wang Qiang gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Ji Ping raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard about it, but he didn't answer the words, but talked about the upcoming competition: "I heard from Wang Qiang that you are going to participate in the stone betting competition. It can't be done."
"The stone betting game doesn't need to consume spiritual energy. It shouldn't be a big problem. It's my arm!" Fang Yang smiled wryly. Although Wang Qiang connected his shoulder bones, he couldn't lift them up at all, and he couldn't use any strength.
"If you have to bite the bullet, you have to go. The previous agreement cannot be changed. It is a rule set by the old guys." Wang Qiang is also quite helpless, but this rule is not made by him, it can only be implemented.
Fang Yang also knew that Wang Qiang couldn't decide on this matter, so he didn't insist. Let the two help him up to catch his breath, and wait for the start of the stone betting competition.
Not far away, Xue Zimei was a little worried and wanted to come and have a look. But Gu Xiaoming pestered her to not let her go. In Gu Xiaoming's words, Fang Yang asked for this. Isn't he a feng shui facialist? Why can't he see that he has a bloody disaster?
Xue Zimei gave Gu Xiaoming a hard look, there was nothing she could do about him. In fact, what she cared about was Gu Xiaoming's elder brother, Gu Xiaosong, because the Xue family wanted something from the Gu family.
Less than fifteen minutes later, the stone betting competition was finally about to begin. An old man with half gray hair announced the competition rules and prizes on the stage.
The game is divided into two rounds, the first round is the test of speed and eyesight.
There are nearly a thousand pieces of wool on the field, and the contestants are required to select as many rough wool stones as possible within ten minutes, regardless of the quality of the spirit stones in the wool. As long as within the specified time, whoever has the most number will be the winner, and only the top five will enter the next round.
The second round is a test of endurance and overall strength.
There is a second batch of nearly a thousand spirit stones placed in the field, all of which contain spirit stones. However, in addition to spirit stones, there are other treasures in these materials, or martial arts secret books, medicine pills, more likely weapons, or unknown treasures that shocked heaven and man.
In other words, the first game was just a stepping stone. It is the second round that really tests the ability of appreciating stones. The treasures offered may be purchased at the market price of wool, or auctioned on the spot. Each person chooses three raw wool stones, and the one with the highest comprehensive value of the three is the winner.
The prize is the marrow washing pill, and only the first place in the competition will be rewarded.
"Xishuidan? What is this?" Fang Yang asked in a low voice.
Wang Qiang explained: "Washing marrow pill, cutting bones and washing marrow. Eliminate all impurities and waste in the body and mind, and reshape the meridians. Making your physique more suitable for the cultivation of ancient martial arts is equivalent to resetting talent skill points in the game. !"
"Fuck, it's so against the sky." Fang Yang exclaimed, this is really a good baby.
"It's not against the sky. We all ate it when we were young when we were exposed to ancient martial arts. He only has a great effect on adults like you who have already formed their bones. However, why does the Gu family want to fight for this marrow washing pill? Could it be that he, the Gu family? Have a martial arts mentality that can be cultivated?" Wang Qiang murmured, somewhat puzzled.
Only then did Fang Yang realize that after working on it for a long time, this thing was for him. He thought about it and knew that this was his stepping stone. Only by obtaining the pill of washing the marrow, cutting the bones and washing the marrow, and reshaping the meridians, can he catch up with others on the ancient martial arts and become a real warrior.
However, who is doing everything possible to help him behind his back? If this is the case, why did he let him take Xisui Dan when he was young?
"The game has started, come on." Wang Qiang called Fang Yang and told him to hurry up.
Fang Yang rested for a while, and there was more aura in his dantian. He mobilized his spiritual energy, maintained his body, and walked to the playing field.