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Chapter 89
Actual combat exercises.

People in Kyoto are no strangers, and it will be held almost every three years.

The scene was much more spectacular than the present one, but the participants are all the elite among the elites, isn't it comparable to previous exercises.

I thought it was Lu Xu who came down to direct, but I didn't expect that the person who came down was Fanxing. There was a burst of cheers from the viewing seats, like a galloping horse.

The young girls at the banquet were going crazy. They didn't care about calling Fanxing's name loudly, expressing their love generously. If it wasn't for being too far away, Fanxing would have been drowned by a pile of sachets and embroidered handkerchiefs.

The members of the missions from the Three Kingdoms and Six Races were all stunned. They didn't expect that Fanxing was so popular, even more so than Lu Xu.

Lu Xu was only popular with young men, but Fanxing was popular with both men and women. Not only the girls in the viewing seats were calling for him, but the men were also shouting for support.

"Students of Brahma, teach them well."

"Beat them, we will always support you."

"Mr. Fan is the most powerful."

"I love you forever."

"..."

The shouts and cheers of men and women mixed together, which was more intense than the sound of war drums on the battlefield.

The commanders of the six tribes are all battle-tested brave generals. Tuoba Jin, Chu Linyu, and Qing Mo are fierce generals, and their hands are all stained with the blood of the enemy's soldiers.

The way the nine of them entered the arena was to touch the ground with their feet on the ground, uplift several feet high from the flat ground, and then land on their respective camps at an extremely fast speed. However, Fanxing walked down the high viewing platform step by step in a calm and unhurried manner. Go slowly to your own camp.

On the surface, the aura is not as strong as that of the nine people, but if you look closely, you will find that the aura of Fanxing is constantly changing and rising little by little.

Before entering the camp, Fan Xing glanced back at Lu Xu, and then stepped into the camp of Nanmen Weiguo. In an instant, his elegance and elegance disappeared, and a murderous aura enveloped him.

Lu Xu covered his mouth in astonishment, he was surprised to know the martial arts of the Fanxinghui, but he didn't expect him to have the aura to kill thousands of miles.

It is impossible for someone who has never been on the battlefield to do it. Could it be that he failed to catch up with Chunwei three years ago because he participated in the battle with Jin Kingdom where five thousand soldiers miraculously won tens of thousands of cavalry.

There have always been rumors in the army that the prince was able to win that year because he had the help of a master.

That master smashed through thousands of troops with one sword, and frightened the enemy thousands of miles away, making the opponent surrender without a fight.

"Well, this kind of spirit is worthy of you."

Mo Jinli laughed and teased Lu Xu, seeing how shocked she was when she couldn't close her mouth in surprise.

thump...

Martial arts arena war raged.

In an instant, everyone's attention and eyes were focused on Commander Shi.

Lu Xu's eyes were all on Fanxing. At this time, he had put on special armor and stood at the highest point of the camp holding three flags. His aura was not inferior to that of any commander.

dong dong dong...

The sound of war drums was dense, and the troops of the six tribes of the four countries put on an offensive posture.

Suddenly the commanders of the six tribes of the Three Kingdoms rushed out of the camp and walked to the middle battlefield as if they had made an appointment.

There was an uproar in the viewing seats, and they all looked at Fanxing worriedly.

Anyone who is familiar with actual combat exercises knows that in addition to the number of surviving soldiers, the condition for victory is a simple way to win: kill the opponent's commander.

Referred to as beheading.

Tuoba Jin, Chu Linyu, and Qing Mo's martial arts are all superb.

The commanders of the six tribes are all brave generals.

The nine people join forces, and the Brahma Xing will be more dangerous than good.

Although what they did was shameful, the battlefield was inherently cruel, and there was no fairness to speak of.

Lu Xu looked at Fanxing worriedly, regretting that he hadn't forced the nine princesses to accept the challenge she arranged, otherwise there wouldn't be this actual combat exercise.

Brahman's martial arts are good, but his hands are hard to beat with four punches, not to mention that he is a brave general with nine members. No matter what tactics he adopts in this battle, it must be extremely thrilling and difficult. At this moment, Fanxing readily agrees the sound of.

"Exactly, I also want to make a quick decision."

Fan Xing put down the small flag in his hand, stepped off the podium, picked up a spear, stepped on a horse, and rode to the battlefield.

Every time he did something, the aura on his body accelerated a little bit. When he straddled his horse and stepped into the battlefield, his murderous aura burst out instantly, becoming the only center point on the battlefield.

Lu Xu was so shocked that he stood up abruptly, knowing that he was extraordinary, but he did not expect him to be so extraordinary, his arrogance shook the mountains and rivers, and his killing spirit was enough to calm the world. It is impossible for someone who has never been on the battlefield to have such an aura.

Looking at Fan Xing who looked like two different people, Tuoba Jin, Chu Linyu, and Qing Mo became serious. It seemed that they had picked the most difficult person to deal with.

The six generals also approached like formidable enemies, holding the weapons tightly in their hands. They could tell at a glance that they had led the army for many years. The young people in front of them looked young, but they must have experienced life and death fights no less than them, yes A very powerful person.

With the aura emanating from Fan Xing, coupled with the attitude of the royal family of Nanli Kingdom towards him, Qing Mo vaguely guessed who Fan Xing was.

He was most likely the strong man who fought against thousands of troops with one man and retreated thousands of miles with one sword on the battlefield three years ago. He did not expect that they would choose the most terrifying enemy to challenge after thousands of choices.

Thinking that there were eight other people around me, all of whom were brave and skilled fighters, a feeling of retreat flashed in my heart, and I slowly raised the weapons in my hands, and the other eight people also raised their weapons at the same time, without hesitation rushed to Brahmacar.

Facing the enemies attacking from nine directions, Fan Xing put his legs between his legs, and the horse galloped towards the enemy directly in front, Yan Ye, the most famous general of the Vulcan Division.

Seeing Fanxing coming straight towards him, Yan Ye raised his Guandao to meet the enemy, and the collision of the gun and the knife caused a burst of wind, and the remaining energy blew the eight people nearby couldn't help backing away, while Yan Ye who was in the center of the gang qi It takes a few battles to stand firm.

He looked up and looked at Fanxing in disbelief.

Everyone in the martial arts arena was startled. They thought that Fan Xing might not be able to last a round, but they didn't expect him to knock off the first general of the Vulcan God with one blow.

After regaining their senses, everyone couldn't help shouting: "Vanxing, Wansheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"..."

Princess Fenghuang said coldly: "It's just a trick to narrowly win, why are you so happy."

Lu Xufang was about to speak, when he heard Yan Yufei say: "A narrow move is better than your shameless cooperation. If you have the ability, you can choose one by one."

"Yes, pick one."

"One pick one."

Everyone in the viewing seats booed accordingly.

Princess Phoenix said unwillingly: "In the future, when you go to the battlefield, do you also ask the enemy to pick one?"

When Lu Xufang wanted to say something, he heard Tuoba Jin say loudly: "What are you waiting for, do it together, don't let him have a chance to defeat them one by one."

As soon as his voice fell, the eight immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards Fanxing.

Yan Ye rushed over with Guan Dao in his hand, there was no retreat on the battlefield, only forward, and the brave won when meeting on a narrow road.

Nine weapons struck, and Fan Xing kicked his feet into the air, turned around beautifully, and rushed to the weakest general of the Houtu tribe, Bai Licheng, with both men and guns.

Bai Licheng didn't expect Fanxing's lightness kung fu to be so handsome, turning around in the air, he could continue to speed up and rush towards him, he hurriedly raised his two maces to block, but saw that Fanxing's move was changed to a stab, and the tip of the gun pierced his battle armor from between the two maces , When I felt a tingling in my chest.

Before he had time to look down, two invisible forces suddenly seemed to forcibly clasp his arms behind his back, and the two maces fell to the ground with a bang.

Looking down, I found the position of the heart on the battle armor. I don’t know when a red dot appeared. According to the actual combat practice, if the torso is hit by the weapon of any party, it will immediately lose its combat effectiveness, which is equivalent to death.

Bai Licheng didn't think of himself who died first, and it was just a move, so he retreated helplessly to his own death camp behind.

But the people on and off the stage reminded him loudly: "General Baili, you went wrong. You died at the hands of Mr. Fan. You should come to our death camp."

Bai Licheng reluctantly went south to leave the country's camp, and the expressions of the remaining eight people became very serious. They didn't know how high Fanxing's martial arts were, but now they knew that his speed was so fast that they didn't have time to chase him and attack him. Back on the horse again.

The Houtu tribe was the first to lose, and Shen Xing's mood was extremely depressed. Sure enough, not only the tribal strength was weak, but also personal strength.

"Be careful, Brahma's internal strength is far above mine."

Yan Ye, who had fought against Fan Xing, reminded others that his arms were still aching from Fan Xing's seemingly careless move.

He didn't know how much Fanxing had exerted, but he had already exerted [-] percent of his strength in the first block at that time, but seeing that he easily dealt with Bailicheng with one move, he knew that his martial arts must be far superior to his.

Although Bai Licheng's martial arts were weak, they couldn't defeat him with one move.

But Fanxing did it, and Qing Mo is now basically sure that Fanxing is the powerful mysterious figure three years ago.

Tuoba Jin and Chu Linyu glanced at each other, and attacked Fanxing in two directions. The others did not hesitate to launch a second attack. The difference was that they had no reservations this time, and no one dared to make a second attack at the critical moment of life and death. , otherwise they will be completely defeated if they can't survive ten moves.

The masters of the Three Kingdoms and Five Tribes made their moves with all their strength, and each move seemed to be overwhelming, and everyone watching could feel the vibrations below them.

The speed of the nine figures on the martial arts arena is so fast that it is impossible to tell who is who. People with good cultivation can barely see phantoms. Those with ordinary cultivation or no martial arts can't see people at all, only When the two forces collided, the tent on the martial arts arena was blown to one side by Yu Jin.

Lu Xu couldn't use his internal power, so he could only listen to Mo Jin's explanation.

In order to tease her, Mo Jinli didn't explain seriously at all, he let her eat for a while, and talked about him for a while, and she was so angry that she just showed her big stick before shutting up.

How powerful Fanxing is, only those who have fought against him know.

Fighting against eight people at the same time not only didn't lose, but also didn't feel strenuous, and even a little bit easy, without any intention of going all out.

Qing Mo's moves were all killer moves, and he tried his best to move, but Fan Xing's body was as light as a swimming dragon, no matter how hard he tried to chase, he couldn't touch the corner of Fan Xing's clothes, suddenly his back felt numb, The weapon fell to the ground, and his hands were involuntarily placed behind his back.

Losing fighting power inexplicably, Qing Mo felt uneasy and said, "Mr. Fan, you must be the one who defeated the enemy thousands of miles ago with one sword three years ago."

(End of this chapter)