I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

The black-gold-colored tower-shaped buildings, like spears with handles piercing into the sky, stand on the open land.

Here is the No.80 sixth floor of the Trial Pavilion.

At the top of the spearheads of the clustered Wujin battle spear towers, the wolf clan werewolf with white bone nails pierced all over his body naturally hangs his arms, and his body is slightly arched.

At this moment, the usually soft hair stood upside down, like a cat with fried hair.

Ming'e took his bloody finger into his mouth and moved it lightly.

Feeling the smell of rust melting between the lips and teeth, the vertical pupils reflected a strong young man in a red cloak flapping in the wind not far away.

"You're so strong!" It sighed sincerely, "It's not at the same level as the humans I defeated before."

"You're not bad either."

Yang Zhenwu, with his arms folded, grinned, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth.

Minge is not responding.

With a flash of its figure, it disappeared in place in an instant, without a trace.

Almost at the same time, Yang Zhenwu suddenly raised his right arm, obliquely covering his left face.

Bang!
The burst of energy exploded in all directions, his face was shaken by the strong wind, and his right hand just happened to touch Ming'e's attacking fist.

No matter how hard the opponent exerts, it will always be difficult to make an inch.

Ming'e seemed to have expected this scene long ago, it retreated to distance itself without hesitation, and immediately moved around Yang Zhenwu at a faster speed.

In an instant, the upper, lower, left, and right directions where Yang Zhenwu stood seemed to be crowded with fist shadows all over the sky!

Even in such a dangerous situation, Yang Zhenwu's expression did not change the slightest.

His hands suddenly blurred.

The reverberating sound of dull collisions can be heard endlessly, no matter the attacks coming from the places he can see or the places he can't see, he parries and defuses them one by one.

He stood firmly on the top of Ugin Pagoda, and every minute and every second around him, there were explosions of dust visible to the naked eye.

From the beginning to the end, no matter how fast Ming'e's offensive was, he never moved half a step!

Suddenly, Yang Zhenwu's eyes were like lightning, and he reached for something with his hands.

Snapped!
Holding Ming'e's wrist tightly, without giving the opponent a chance to struggle, he swung forward violently!
In the next moment, Ming'e flew out at a faster speed than before, and hit the middle of a Ugin Pagoda, breaking the tower body.

rumbling~
The broken Ugin Tower fell backwards, hitting another tower.

This process does not end there, and it continues to repeat itself one after another.

In the end, a whole piece of Ugin Pagoda collapsed like dominoes, and the dust flew up.

At this moment, many transcendental beings who watched the battle around the trial monument couldn't help cheering.

Even if they are withdrawn, calm, and introverted, the corners of their mouths can't help but curl up.

Seeing Yang Zhenwu violently beat up the number one wolf tribe in the Trial Monument, it was so touching and refreshing!

Since the defeat of Ji Huaixing, the ninth seat of Tianshu Ten Heroes, such a long time has passed, and he finally raised his eyebrows fiercely!
No one thinks that this battle can be lost. Up to now, anyone can see that this is obviously a crushing match.

The demeanor of the second seat of Tianshu Shiying is fully revealed!
Fang Qingran was also paying attention.

It's just that what he cares more about is the floor numbers of the top three players on the trial tablet.

86 floors.

If he remembered correctly, more than ten days ago, the Trial Monument first climbed to the 85th floor. After such a long time, he mastered another one in the extreme state, and then went up to another floor?
Before the 85th floor, he remembered the floor where he stayed the longest, and he only stayed there for less than three days.

"It seems that there is a big difference between the front of the 85th floor and the back of the 85th floor!"

Fang Qingran sighed in his heart.

His eyes scanned the trial monument from top to bottom.

Thirty-nine days have passed since the opening of the trial pavilion, and the name on the trial tablet has not changed as much as it did in the initial stage.

That is to say, the ninety people became a little bit more diligent after that, and most of the former ones only changed in a small range of two or three, and the division of strength was quite obvious.

But without exception, as long as they can be ranked, they are basically Martial Daoists who can arouse an extremely burning state.

While Fang Qingran was thinking about it, he did not forget to continue watching the live broadcast.

Anyone with a little discernment can see that the confrontation between Yang Zhenwu and Ming'e is not over yet, and it's not yet time to open champagne.

But for now, Senior Yang Zhenwu's strength is indeed superior to that of his opponent. If the opponent can't do anything new, he will lose sooner or later.

"Wow~"

In the ruins of the collapsed Ugin Pagoda, Ming'e propped his paws on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The vomited blood not only stained the fur on its body, but also stained its wolf claws and the white bone nails clutched in the center of the claws.

Hiding aside, the worried wolf girl ran over all the way, trying to help her up, but Ming'e shook her head and refused.

"Long, don't worry about me, get out of here first, and run as far away as possible."

Before he finished speaking, a bone nail embedded in the side of his cheek fell off and fell on an inconspicuous piece of Ugin Tower, making a crisp sound.

Panting heavily, Ming'e grinned as he looked at the obedient wolf girl running away, and several bone nails came off his body.

Every time a bone nail falls off, its hair grows more and more lushly, and it changes from the original yellowish brown to a slightly yellowish ivory white.

It raised its head suddenly, with a smug look at the corner of its mouth:
"Humans, let us let go of our hands and feet, and let's fight!"

Whoosh!
Ming'e seemed to have turned into a white lightning, and his movements were several times faster than before!

Each of its seemingly ordinary claws contains extremely terrifying power.

Not to mention the limit of the flame torch, I am afraid that the ordinary unextinguishable state will not be able to catch this random claw.

The Wujin Pagoda under Yang Zhenwu's feet collapsed suddenly. Most of the supernatural beings couldn't keep up with the movements of the two sides. They could only see two streamers of light, one red and one white, coming and going between Wujin Pagodas, chasing each other.

Facing the violent attack like a storm, Yang Zhenwu's eyes were condensed.

It's no wonder that Ji Huaixing's junior has become the opponent's opponent. The strength of this wolf tribe named Ming'e is indeed amazing.

Even if he is suppressed to the limit of the flame torch, he can only maintain the upper hand and cannot defeat the opponent in a short time.

It would be great if he could tell which king body and which wolf king's heir the opponent possessed, so that he could make a targeted response based on the existing information held by Tianshu City.

Unfortunately, the fierce battle has still yielded nothing.

The battle situation fell into anxiety for a while.

Ming'e vomited blood again and again from Yang Zhenwu's beating, and his body was covered with wounds.

However, some sharp-eyed supernatural beings who watched the battle found that Mingming Yang Zhenwu's side was gaining the upper hand more and more, but his expression was becoming more and more dignified and serious.

What is the reason?
Bang!
Another punch smashed Ming'e, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, into the ground. Yang Zhenwu simply moved his ten fingers, and he let out a long breath.

He stared at the opponent who was struggling to crawl out of the pit, covered in blood and torn from flesh and blood.

The others were not there, so they naturally didn't know why his expression gradually became more serious.

Having personally fought, he clearly realized that the opponent in front of him was growing at an unimaginable speed in the confrontation after confrontation.

If it is said that at the beginning of the second round of fierce battle, he was still sure to win the opponent with an absolute advantage within [-] moves, but now, even if he did not make any mistakes in the middle, he might have to wait until [-] moves away before he can win with relative strength. Big advantage, win.

The other party is like a sponge, constantly learning to absorb nutrients, and breaking through its own limits time and time again.

"Let the other party grow at this speed..."

Yang Zhenwu felt a chill in his heart.

He had an inexplicable premonition that this wolf clan named Ming'e would definitely become a serious threat to Tianshu City in the future!

He intends to kill the other party on the spot, but in the Trial Pavilion, there is a mechanism that does not cause real death.

'All I can do now is to clear this guy out of the Trial Pavilion first! '

When Yang Zhen Wu Xin made a decision, he no longer hesitated.

He stomped on the ground and rushed towards Ming'e. As he rushed in, an almost materialized incandescent spiritual flame escaped from every capillary hole.

Unable to withstand the scorching heat, the earth melted inch by inch.

"Extremely! Meaning!"

This is a unique skill that can only be displayed when the realm of martial arts has reached the level of comprehending the 'intent'!
Combining the extreme burning state and 'will', the power erupted by the two is far beyond anyone's imagination.

"Fenzhi's true intention never sets in the morning sun!"

The dazzling sun almost engulfed Yang Zhenwu's whole body. Many transcendents who watched the battle couldn't help closing their eyes, but even so, they couldn't stop crying from the stimulation.

'This style, if it is me, are you sure you can catch it? '

Fang Qingran stared at this scene in a daze, and secretly analyzed it in his heart.

Soon, he came to a conclusion.

The conclusion was not very kind to him.

But he didn't care.

This shows that he still has room to work hard.

How boring would it be if you were able to push the Trial Pavilion horizontally if you were only in the dual extreme combustion state, how boring would the next climbing journey be?
"In the trial pavilion, there are still people who are stronger than me, so I have to work harder!"

Fang Qingran was excited, he found a new driving force and a new goal.

"Facing this blow from Yangzhen Wu Senior, the wolf clan should be dead, right?"

He thought to himself, instead of paying attention to the scene, he turned his attention to the ranking of the trial monument.

If the other two rankings on the 86th floor were erased from the Trial Monument, the result would be self-evident.

[The first place in the trial, currently on the 86th floor. 】

Through this ranking, he perceived Yang Zhenwu's senior.

It just came up a second ago.

He continued to look down.

[Second place in the trial, currently on the 85th floor. 】

[The third place in the trial, currently on the 85th floor. 】

[The fourth place in the trial, currently on the 79th floor. 】

[Fifth place in the trial, currently on the 76th floor. 】

……

Starting from No.4, there is no change from before.

Many smart people, including Fang Qingran, who knew how to judge death through the test tablet, smelled a hint of ominous premonition from this change in ranking order.

Everyone put their perceptions into the second, No.3.

In the cave, fluorescent crystals shone, illuminating the face of the wolf girl.

She was squatting in front of a young werewolf whose whole body was highly burned, and his chest heaving was almost invisible. Suddenly, as if she had sensed something, she raised her head and made a threatening 'whoosh' sound, which was fierce and fierce.

Grinning her teeth for a moment, she turned her head to look at the entrance of the cave. The wind and snow were blowing outside, and the snow-capped mountains rolled up and down.

The picture froze at this point, and the eyes of the transcendents watching the battle went dark.

"Damn, this will hide the breath again, give me some more time, and I will definitely be able to write down all the characteristics of the surrounding environment!"

A certain transcendent withdrew his perception cursingly.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Everyone knows that the wolf tribe that confronted Yang Zhenwu did not die from the blow just now, but somehow managed to return to the 85th floor in time and survived.

"But what does it matter if you survive?
That guy is no match for Brother Yang Zhenwu! "

At this time, a superhuman from the Firefly Realm who was watching the battle spoke weakly.

"Correct!"

The eyes of the transcendents present brightened, they raised their voices and roared excitedly:

"we won!!"

Walking through the cheering crowd, Fang Qingran couldn't help being affected by emotion, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

The victory of Yangzhen Wu senior this time is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Tianshu's increasingly depressed fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

Not surprisingly, Senior Yang's battle will become a topic of discussion for everyone in Tianshu City after dinner, and he himself will also be the focus of Tianshu City's attention for a while.

Interviews and paparazzi are probably indispensable, so I have to be busy.

Taking the bus back to Tianshu Academy, Fang Qingran propped his chin with one hand and looked out the window.

He was in the same mood as everyone else, and it was wonderful.

During the period of watching the battle, he thought of a reason that could be used to prevaricate Pang Zhangyuan and touch the stone platform openly!

Knowing yourself and the enemy, you can never end in a hundred battles. If he understands other types of extreme content, it will be no problem to broaden his knowledge!
In case one day we have to face the owners of these extremely ignited states, he who has a little understanding of the several extremely ignited states of the Kendo Institute, wouldn't he be useful!
Of course, Fang Qingran solemnly stated that he absolutely did not mean to leave Tianshu Academy and challenge the Sword Academy, absolutely not!
After returning to Tianshu Academy, he calculated that Pang Zhangyuan should not be off work yet, so he licked his face and ran directly to Kendo Academy.

He went to the top floor of the teaching department of the Kendo Academy, stood outside the dojo of Pangzhang Academy and knocked on the door lightly, and the old man's loud and energetic voice came from inside:

"come in!"

After brewing a good word, Fang Qingran pushed the door open and entered, just about to understand the truth and move with emotion to fool Zhang Zhangyuan, when he suddenly found that Zhang Zhangyuan was sitting in his and Boqing's seats like an obedient student.

As for the usual head of the courtyard, at this moment there was an old man in a plain robe who was picking his teeth with a fishbone and sitting with one leg crossed.

The old man glanced sideways, and when he saw Fang Qingran's face, he immediately grinned and said:
"Boy Fang?

You came just in time, and we said we were going to find you!

Come here, let us check you up! "