This warrior is too dangerous

Chapter 50 Three times, five times and two divisions!
Fang Qingyun smiled slightly, walked out, and said: "Let's fight with me, Zhao Junhong first, I am the third, you can't beat me, so you don't have to fight Fang Qingyun."

"Otherwise, it would be a blasphemy against my elder brother Fang Qingyun."

Yan Ang was startled: "Your elder brother? Fang Qingyun is your elder brother?"

"What's your expression like?"

"Let me tell you, my elder brother Fang Qingyun is so great!"

"Like the sun, you can only look up, you can only worship..."

Fang Qingyun looked excited, and murmured in his heart: If it wasn't too exaggerated, I would want to call him uncle.

Yan Ang was a little silent, staring at Fang Qingyun strangely, and said: "Are you an admirer of Fang Qingyun?"

"Of course!" Fang Qingyun suddenly looked enthusiastic, and said: "The person I, Zhao Junhong admired the most in my life is Fang Qingyun. For Fang Qingyun, I am willing to do anything, slap myself, and be a little Zhao by his side. "

Zhao Junhong looked at Fang Qingyun quietly.

What the hell, if I can't beat you, I will fight you hard!
No, I'm going to slap you.

A group of people walked into a training room.

"What is the spirit enhancement liquid?"

Zhao Junhong asked in a low voice.

After hearing this, Lao Li directly asked them to fight this match. Obviously, it was definitely a good thing.

"To put it simply, it is a compressed liquid with spiritual power. After taking it, it can forcibly increase the spiritual power in the body. Generally, it can increase by 3 to 5 points."

Lao Li explained in a low voice, "Although you have entered the secret realm, and you still have to go to the spiritual pressure room, there is a limit to the amount of spiritual power contained in a person's body."

"It has to do with talent."

"A bottle of water can only hold 1 catty, and you can't fill 2 catties no matter what."

"The spirit enhancement liquid can break through this limit and increase it forcibly."

Fang Qingyun said in surprise: "Do you think we are almost reaching the limit?"

"Don't be so confident, okay?" Lao Li said with a headache: "How much spiritual power do you all have now? Especially you, Fang Qingyun, probably have more than 70 points. This is already an unimaginable number. I guess This time, your spiritual pressure room didn't even increase by 10 points."

"Hehe, you are a warrior, you have the final say."

"Grass, what do you mean?"

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Yan Ang took off his work clothes, revealing the strong clothes inside, and walked towards the ring with a gun and a sword in his hand.

"I'll go!" Fang Qingyun said speechlessly: "Can you still use a gun?"

Lao Li said speechlessly: "What's wrong with using a gun? I told you a long time ago that when fighting, you must go all out. This is also the advocacy of the powerful people of the human race. The purpose is to kill the opponent."

"Then I will use a heavy machine gun, da da da, any enemy will be dead."

"Hehe, try it!"

There was strong contempt in Lao Li's eyes.

In fact, after becoming a quasi-martial artist, his speed is so fast that he definitely has the ability to avoid bullets at close range.

If you really think that you are invincible with a gun, you will definitely die ugly.

Many warriors use knives instead of guns, or use powerful psionic guns.

But those require psionic manipulation.

Psychic energy belongs to the authority of warriors.

Is this guy in front of you a warrior?

"Okay!" Fang Qingyun slowly took out a knife, and said lightly: "Then I will do it too."

Looking at the blood-stained sword, this time, it was Yan Ang's turn to frown.

After being hacked by this thing, it seems that there is no need to think about it.

However, this time it must be you who loses!
"Clap clap clap!"

A cold light flashed in Yan Ang's eyes, he raised his gun and shot.

Several bullets flew towards Fang Qingyun.

Fang Qingyun's face was calm, and he stepped hard, leaving an afterimage in place, and the whole person disappeared in place.

"So fast!"

Yan Ang only felt a gust of wind coming, without thinking about it, he slashed to the left with his sword.

"boom!"

A blood-stained knife came towards him and collided with his sword.

"Fool, will my sword be an ordinary sword?"

Yan Ang sneered.

The scientific researchers are all rich, and the weapons on their bodies are all high-quality goods.

He could already imagine the scene where Fang Qingyun's knife was cut off by his own sword.

Unfortunately, this scene did not appear.

On the contrary, Yan Ang only felt a huge force hitting him fiercely through the long sword.

"boom!"

Yan Ang flew straight away.

Fang Qingyun knocked him flying with a sword.

"Scary stuff!"

Fang Qingyun sneered, and the whole person once again formed a phantom, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Ang who was flying upside down.

"you……"

Yan Ang's expression became more frightened.

"boom!"

Fang Qingyun raised the knife indifferently, and hit Yan Ang on the head with the handle of the knife.

"what!"

Yan Ang screamed, covered his head, and lay down on the ground.

Guns and swords were thrown away.

Outcome points!
Just two breaths!

Just two rounds!

This scene made the eyes of the scientific researchers on the side pop out.

The pride of their researcher didn't even survive the third move?
You tell me, this is a quasi warrior?
This is definitely a real warrior!
The pride of their scientific research institute can last ten rounds in the face of real warriors.

Lao Li and Zhao Junhong also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhao Junhong said in a low voice: "What a fast speed!"

"Not only the speed, but also the strength!" Lao Li also whispered: "If it weren't for the huge strength that directly cut Yan Ang, the opponent should be able to last two more rounds."

In other words, Fang Qingyun has both speed and strength.

Both of these are no worse than real warriors.

Therefore, he has an overwhelming advantage in the face of Yan Ang who has no spiritual power.

"You, are you a warrior?"

Yan Ang looked at Fang Qingyun angrily, and the next moment, he reacted again, his face flushed red.

Fang Qingyun curled his lips and said, "Finally, I didn't get home."

If you are a warrior, what are you doing here?
Warriors use spiritual energy, which is useless to them.

"Humph!"

Yan Ang snorted coldly, picked up his sword and gun and was about to leave.

Fang Qingyun said: "Actually, your strength is not bad, but unfortunately, your actual combat experience is too poor."

This sentence, Fang Qingyun is not talking nonsense.

From the beginning, when Yan Ang fired those few shots, he felt it.

The opponent almost blocked all his routes, forcing him to hit the bullet head-on.

Being able to reach this level is obviously due to hard training.

Unfortunately, the opponent miscalculated Fang Qingyun's speed.

Fang Qingyun's current speed has surpassed that of ordinary warriors.

With the mentality of facing a quasi-warrior, facing Fang Qingyun, it is difficult not to fail.

Yan Ang turned his head and said coldly: "My actual combat experience is not bad. I often train in the phantom training room, and the phantoms I fight are all real fighters."

Fang Qingyun sneered and said, "Do you know what blood smells like?"

Yan Ang was taken aback.

"Do you know what is the difference between truth and falsehood?"

"what?"

"Awe!"

Yan Ang was startled again.

Fang Qingyun got this answer according to the system.

The system clearly told him that what is true is true, and what is false is false.

False means that you can't increase the original point.

Therefore, Fang Qingyun has experienced countless life and death.

Even if he drank poison, he did feel the approach of death.

"Okay, I don't have time to do ideological education for you, remember to bring the spirit enhancement liquid." After Fang Qingyun said this lazily, he turned to look at the researchers and said, "Take us to the spiritual pressure room. !"

The researchers looked at Yan Ang cautiously, nodded and said, "Okay."

The three left with the researchers, and when they were about to leave Yan Ang's sight, the other party said a word.

"I'll try it!"

"Farewell!" Fang Qingyun turned his head and said: "I was just joking, you want to mess around, what should you do if you die? Your scientific research institute still doesn't kill me? I am not your opponent now."

"Humph!"

Yan Ang snorted coldly, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)