Chapter 361: Cutting Off the Dragon

I saw that on the fist of the young man in white, diamond-like light spewed out and changed constantly, condensing into a white dragon in the blink of an eye, shining with silver light.

"Roar!"

The white dragon ascends to the sky, and the dragon's roar shakes the sky!

The Shenglong Fist rushed straight towards Fang Zhixing, and the great power of the fist seemed to carry the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.

"White Dragon! You are royalty!"

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he immediately saw the details of the young man in white. He was obviously of royal blood.

Moreover, every move of the young man in white is very fierce, even worse than King Chi'an.

Take "Shenglong Fist" as an example. Its boxing techniques are so exquisite and its power is so terrifying that "Python Emperor Fist" is not even worthy of carrying its shoes.

"This person must be a direct descendant of the royal family!"

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, his mouth slightly grinned, and his fighting spirit boiled.

Immediately, he revealed the appearance of a mighty heavenly dragon.

"Hmph! You're a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing. Look at my mighty Tianlong!"

Fang Zhixing was happy and unafraid, his whole body glowed with golden light, his body swayed, and he dived down.

The brilliant power is unparalleled!

Eat my slap!

boom!

The silver white dragon trembled all over, as if it had hit an iron plate, completely unable to shake the mighty Tianlong Dharma.

The Shenglong Fist was immediately shattered!

He was suppressed on the spot!

The young man in white groaned and saw with his own eyes that the right fist he punched suddenly exploded away.

Blood is flowing from the broken wrist!

"Are you so stubborn?"

The young man in white had a look of disbelief on his face. His body was slapped and he fell into the sea like a kite with a broken string.

Plop~

The sea exploded!

The young man in white fell into the seabed and fell to a depth of more than 100 meters before he stopped.

"Wow!"

He coughed up a large mouthful of blood, which quickly stained the sea water red, and his face turned pale for a while.

"So strong!"

The young man in white had a stern expression as he swam upstream and soon broke out of the water.

He shook his bloody right wrist.

The destroyed right hand grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Fang Zhixing stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, as if a god or Buddha had descended, and said condescendingly: "Do you still want to fight?"

Just as the young man in white was about to take action, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the blood that had just flowed out from the corner of his eye, and all of it flew towards Fang Zhixing silently.

"Bloodthirsty?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and an unknown premonition emerged in his heart. He couldn't help but clasped his hands and sighed: "It's awesome, it's hard to beat you!"

Fang Zhixing knew that the opponent still had a trump card, so he praised without hesitation: "You are also very powerful. You can defeat all kinds of tricks with one punch. I have never seen anyone who can practice boxing to such a pure state."

The young man in white chuckled and replied, "That's it for today. I'll fight you again tomorrow."

Fang Zhixing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, nodded and said, "It's up to you."

The young man in white raised his hand, turned around, flew back to the giant ship, and entered the cabin in a flash.

Fang Zhixing looked thoughtful for a while, and when the giant ship approached, he floated down and entered the second level.

Almost at the same time, a series of divine soul sensations quickly withdrew from his body.

The battle just now attracted the attention of countless experts.

Fang Zhixing didn't care and walked straight to the room.

When he walked to the door, he happened to bump into Old Master Mo Shoubi.

"Hello, Master."

Only then did he know how to bow casually.

He paid high respect to this legendary Confucian leader who spanned two dynasties.

Mo Shouju stroked his beard and said with a warm smile: "Fellow Daoist Fang, how come you got into a fight with a royal master so early in the morning?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "It's just a casual discussion. I didn't know that the other party was a royal master at first."

Mo Shouju continued: "The identity of that person is not simple. The boxing technique he used should be "Breaking Dragon Bixi". He uses force to break the moves, which is very ferocious."

What a great way to break off a move with strength!

The young man in white did smash the Tai Chi pattern with one punch.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Are the magical skills practiced by the royal bloodline different from each other?"

King Chu Guan, King Hailiu, King Chi’an!

Every royal master Fang Zhixing met performed very different martial arts.

It doesn’t look like a system at all!

Mo Shoju smiled and explained: "The imperial power is supreme, and the most important thing is the three, six, and nine levels.

Low-level royal bloodline can only practice low-level magical skills.

For example, if you are a first-level vassal king and major in "Python Emperor Fist", his power can only guard one state.

The first-level prince has the right to choose the magical practice that is most suitable for him, and form his own sect to conquer all directions.

There are also the most important direct descendants of the royal family, and the magical skills they practice are the most mysterious "Nine Dragons True Emperor Picture". "

Fang Zhixing let out an ooh and asked curiously: "What's so mysterious about this skill?"

Mo Shouju said carefully: "The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom is different. Rumor has it that the essence of the nine dragons is sealed on the Nine Dragons True Emperor Map, and the laws of the nine dragons are recorded.

The direct descendants of the royal family can awaken their own 'natal dragon' by understanding the Nine Dragons True Emperor Map, thereby obtaining a training system that is most suitable for them, stimulating unlimited potential, and growing without limits.

The person you are fighting against has a natal dragon called the 'Broken Dragon'. He is extremely powerful and will become stronger when encountering a strong opponent. "

Fang Zhixing understood quickly and sighed: "As expected of the royal family, the foundation is really rich. If you take out a little bit, it will be enough to shock the world."

Mo Shoubi remained silent for a moment and reminded: "Once the direct descendants of the royal family enter the realm of returning to true nature, they will naturally awaken a variety of magical powers, one of which is extremely terrifying, called the 'World-Destroying Dragon's Breath'.

This ‘World-Destroying Dragon Breath’ is also varied, and the specific effects vary from person to person, but no matter which kind of dragon breath it is, its power is terrifying and can kill the same-level Return to the True Master. "

"Dragon Breath..."

Fang Zhixing's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly realized.

The young man in white just now has always given him a looming sense of crisis.

It turned out to be because of this trump card!

"Thank you for your reminder, Master. I will be careful." Fang Zhixing saluted solemnly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

Fang Zhixing came to the deck for a walk.

"You are here!"

The young man in white suddenly appeared, rubbing his hands, and said excitedly: "Let's go, let's fight again."

"Wait a minute!"

Fang Zhixing waved his hand and smiled: "When you and I compete, there will always be winners and losers. Why not add some prizes?"

The young man in white was startled at first, frowned and said: "What do you want to bet? ”

Fang Zhixing said directly: "If I beat you, you have to give me ten Chi-Zhi walls or one Arhat relic."

The young man in white hesitated and replied: "I don't have a Chi-Zhi wall, but I do have an Arhat relic. However, it's a bit too much to ask me to take out the Arhat relic as a prize just based on a win or loss."

Fang Zhixing asked: "What do you want to bet on?"

The young man in white said excitedly: "I just want to fight with you, there's nothing special I want."

Fang Zhixing understood and pondered: "Then I will fight with you for three days, and you give me my Arhat relic."

The young man in white waved his hand and said: "No, you have to fight with me for at least three months."

Fang Zhixing bargained: "Ten days!"

The young man in white said decisively: "No less than two months!"

Fang Zhixing gritted his teeth and replied: "One month!"

The young man in white thought about it and snorted coldly: "Okay, I will definitely defeat you in one month. "

Fang Zhixing was delighted and flew high into the sky.

The young man in white followed closely, clenched his fists, swung his arms, and punched out without any fancy moves!

"Huh? !"

Fang Zhixing's eyes widened slightly, and he clearly felt that the power of this punch had greatly increased compared to yesterday.

He did not hesitate, and manifested the image of the mighty dragon, condensed the majestic magic power, and swung his palm with a golden light.

Bang!

The sky shook!

A circle of circular air waves burst out, clearing all the clouds.

In an instant, the blue sea and blue sky were cloudless!

Fang Zhixing retracted his palm, his face full of surprise.

The young man in white just retreated a hundred meters away and stabilized his body.

He raised his head, laughed wildly, and laughed: "How is it, is it very unexpected?"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and said: "You have become stronger! ”

Only one day and one night later, the young man in white became much stronger, almost like a cheat.

The young man in white was very proud and said without hiding: "I have the body of a broken dragon, and my natural attribute is to bear weight. The greater the pressure from the outside world, the greater my potential and the faster I grow. "

Fang Zhixing understood and said with a curled lip: "No wonder you dare to boast that you can defeat me in a month."

The young man in white grinned and said: "If you keep treating me carelessly, I might accidentally kill you!"

After that, he rushed over, and the end of his fist burst into a diamond light.

It's the Rising Dragon Fist again!

"Rising Dragon·Breaking the Sky! "

The young man in white let out a dragon roar, and his boxing skills had a mysterious change that was beyond words.

Fang Zhixing remained calm, still using the mighty dragon form to confront the opponent!

The brilliant golden palm met the rising dragon fist!

Bang~

Fang Zhixing was shaken, and his body swayed.

The young man in white flew backwards again, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and his right fist was in tatters.

"Hahaha..."

The young man in white laughed up to the sky and said excitedly: "You moved, I beat you to move!"

Fang Zhixing's face sank slightly, and he sighed: "It's really a force-breaking move. Your fist can actually interrupt my spell!"

"Not bad!"

The young man in white wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "This is called breaking all methods with one force. No matter how powerful your explosive skills are, I can break them with one punch!"

Fang Zhixing nodded, with a blazing fighting spirit in his eyes, grinning: "The explosive skills that can be interrupted by one punch are not perfect enough and have shortcomings. "

The young man in white said in a deep voice: "I can break the explosive skill with no flaws with one punch!"

He rushed over again, without any reservation, and punched out with both fists.

In an instant, dense fist shadows appeared in the air, mighty and mighty, pouring down like a torrent.

Fang Zhixing stabilized the Great Dragon Dharma Image, and responded to all changes with the same.

Thousands of holy hues gathered in one body, breaking force with force!

The special effect of his power is to suppress everything!

The special effect of the power of the young man in white is to interrupt the casting!

The two sides have a sense of mutual restraint, hurting each other.

Bang bang!

Pah~

With a flash of golden light, Fang Zhixing shuttled through the dense fist shadows and slapped the young man in white.

"Wow~"

The young man in white vomited blood, fell upside down to the sea, and smashed a huge splash.

Fang Zhixing swooped down, clenched his fists, and condensed a huge golden light.

"Stop! "

Suddenly, the young man in white emerged from the water and shouted, "No more fighting, let's stop here today!"

Fang Zhixing stopped while he was ahead, ignored the young man in white, and turned back to the ship.

The young man in white staggered to his feet, looked at his hands, trembling non-stop, and said with a crazy look on his face, "Soon, I will be able to defeat him soon. The world's greatest rebel will eventually become my stepping stone!"

After a while, Fang Zhixing returned to the room.

As soon as he arrived, the Great Black Buddha Mother came right after him.

She said, "Do you know who the guy you fought with is?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "It doesn't matter. That guy is a martial arts fanatic, his boxing skills are very pure, he came to me not because of personal hatred."

Hearing this, the Great Black Buddha Mother choked back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Apparently, she also knew the temperament of the young man in white. In the huge royal bloodline, he was really a freak.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

Fang Zhixing and the young man in white fought again.

Then, the young man in white was beaten again.

And so it went day by day...

Fang Zhixing and the young man in white insisted on fighting every morning.

As a result, the plot was similar every time. The young man in white became stronger than yesterday, but he was still no match for Fang Zhixing. He was either beaten or on the way to be beaten.

"Soon, I will definitely beat him!"

The young man in white was filled with endless self-confidence. He felt that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he gradually caught up with Fang Zhixing.

That morning, Fang Zhixing took some effort to beat up the young man in white, and then turned back to the ship.

His eyes flashed, and he saw a man standing on the deck, it was Master Xugu.

"Good morning, Master!" Fang Zhixing landed gracefully and greeted him.

Master Xugu was much calmer, and smiled: "Fang Daoyou, I watched the battle today and saw you display the mighty heavenly dragon Dharma. The Buddhist Dharma is profound and incredible, which is really amazing."

Fang Zhixing said modestly: "My tricks are so insignificant that I made you laugh."

Xugu said seriously: "Monks do not lie. In my humble opinion, Fang Daoyou should be able to be promoted to the 'first fruit arhat' soon."

Fang Zhixing glanced at the system panel.

[Dawei Tianlong Dharma Image·First Fruit Arhat·Full Level Conditions:

1, ...]

The next realm of Dawei Tianlong Dharma Image is the First Fruit Arhat.

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment and asked curiously: "First Fruit Arhat is the fruit position divided by Buddhism. I wonder what realm this level is equivalent to in Taoism?"

Xugu replied: "I have read some ancient books of the Lantern Buddha Court and found that there are many different views on the realm of cultivation above returning to the truth.

Some people call it the Nirvana Realm, and some people call it the Life and Death Realm, which is probably the same meaning.

The practitioners in this realm play with life and death in the palm of their hands."

Fang Zhixing nodded repeatedly. He had heard of the Nirvana Realm before.

He couldn't help asking: "Is there a specific subdivision?"

Xugu didn't answer, but took out a seed from his arms, which looked like a lotus seed and was golden.

He asked: "Fang Daoyou, do you also have this kind of 'parasitic lotus seed'?"

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank slightly, he reached into his arms, took out a cloth bag, and opened it.

Before he was promoted to the Hundred Ox Realm, he had obtained a strange lotus seed that could absorb his aura and thus be nourished.

But this lotus seed has never been of any use.

Fang Zhixing once asked Tianyin, but unfortunately he did not get any valuable information.

At this moment, he took out the lotus seed from his cloth bag and took a closer look. The lotus seed was a colorful black.

Master Xugu's lotus seed was pure gold, and its aura was the same as its owner.

Master Xugu pondered and said, "This thing has another name, called Tao Seed..."