I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 129 Fighting
"No, you don't have to worry, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhang Zheng smiled and spoke comforting words, his eyes fell on Hong Shaofang who had already stood on the arena, and a piercing coldness flashed across his eyes.

It seemed that this competition was unavoidable.

After all, people not only insulted her repeatedly with insulting words, but now they even insulted her teacher, and if she avoided it, she would be a coward.

With a light step, Zhang Zheng jumped up and flew onto the stage.

According to the etiquette and rules of fighting, Zhang Zheng bowed slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Zhang Zheng, a disciple of Wanxuanmen."

However, Hong Shaofang was so mad that he directly sacrificed his magic weapon and attacked Zhang Zheng.

The magic weapon is a nine-tooth nail rake, which was smashed down high in the sky, and each tooth reflects a dazzling red light under the sunlight in the west, like blood staining the magic weapon.

Wu Fengyun was startled and furious: "Why do you think Daozong still engage in sneak attacks!"

No one paid any attention to her. At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the arena, concentrating and holding their breath.

Zhang Zheng, who was leaning over to say hello, was not afraid at all. When he moved his feet, his figure turned into a gust of wind.

"Bang..."

The nine-toothed rake fell into the air, shaking the arena twice, which shows how powerful it was. If it fell on Zhang Zheng, it would most likely be turned into meat.

Hong Shaofang picked up the nine-toothed rake, his eyes widened with anger, and he quickly scanned the arena, but he saw no one.

The anger in Dasheng's eyes suddenly weakened, and the terrifying power fell from the sky. Before he had time to think, he raised the nine-toothed nail rake to support his head, and firmly protected his whole body.

"boom……"

The fire stick and the nine-toothed rake met with each other, and there was a muffled thunder and rumble. Zhang Zheng's eyes froze, and the hand holding the fire stick exerted force again. Straight into three inches.

The sound of the broken leg bone was very clear at this time, as if it rang in Hong Shaofang's head, it was painful and humiliating.

"Ah... to die!!!"

Hong Shaofang roared angrily, his legs bent under the pressure, and finally broke out under the ruthless pressure, the power on his body suddenly rose, and the power that broke out in his body swelled the Zongfu, making a sound of hunting.

A terrifying force rushed from below, Zhang Zheng looked solemn, turned his palms to put away the fire stick, and flew back quickly.

This is a desperate counterattack, a breakthrough? !
Zhang Zheng stared in amazement at Hong Shaofang, who was roaring not far away, with a blank expression. Her middle-stage Golden Core cultivation base, which was comparable to her, suddenly rose sharply, breaking through to the late-stage Golden Core.

Shouldn't this be the exclusive characteristic of the protagonist in the Xianxia storybook...

Just as stunned as she was, all the disciples watching the game, who will tell them, is the scene in front of them real?
This is from the middle stage of Golden Core to the late stage of Golden Core!It's not a low-level realm such as the Qi refining period or the foundation building period, which may be broken through by luck after a little life-and-death crisis.

Golden core monks often need decades of hard work if they want to cross a small level, which is still for more talented monks.

It's hard to have one or two breakthroughs like him in tens of millions of years!
No matter how shocked he was, Zhang Zheng had to suppress his fluctuating emotions now, and face Hong Shaofang who was furious in front of him wholeheartedly.

Hong Shaofang locked onto Zhang Zheng's direction, his eyes were wide open, red as blood, and the nine-toothed rake rattled in his hand.

He bent his knees and sank, then jumped up suddenly, his speed was almost twice as fast as before. The teeth of the nine-toothed nail rake flashed coldly like lightning, and there were scorching flames attached to it, making it hideous and terrifying.

The fire stick was thrown, piercing the sky and colliding with the menacing nine-toothed rake. The gust of wind it brought fueled the momentum of the flames, and the flames soared into the sky.

At the same time, Zhang Zheng appeared behind Hong Shaofang like a ghost, and threw two sword talismans with his hands. The sword talismans were activated and turned into two sharp long swords, outflanking him from the left and right, while he bullied himself from behind.

Hong Shao turned around abruptly, his eyes touched such a dangerous scene, and he arrogantly twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a vicious and sinister smile.

Zhang Zheng received this signal, and immediately put a defensive water cover on himself, but his speed did not slow down.

He slapped the storage bag with his big palm, and a gourd-shaped magic weapon appeared in front of him, with the mouth of the gourd facing Zhang Zheng.

"Wow—"

Like a big river rushing forward, the momentum is surging, the huge waves are rolling, rolling towards Zhang Zheng and the two sword shadows with the arrogance of smashing all obstacles.

Seeing this, Zhang Zheng felt relieved for a moment, a smile flashed across his eyes, she was very good at playing with water.

If this water was transformed by Hong Shaofang's already refined spiritual energy, perhaps it would be much more difficult for her to seize control, but this water is transformed by a magic weapon, and it is easy to manipulate.

A hint of faint blue quietly appeared in the deep and dark pupils, which disappeared in a flash.

Everyone only saw that the river where she and Jianying walked was supported by an invisible barrier, and they couldn't get close at all.

Until the sword shadow cut Hong Shaofang's arms on both sides, blood flowed profusely, Zhang Zheng held the golden blade against Hong Shaofang's throat, the sharp blade pierced the skin, and blood gushed out.

The smug and arrogant expression on Hong Shaofang's face suddenly froze, feeling the stinging pain in his throat, he opened his mouth and dared not say a word, for fear that if he moved, his throat would be sealed with a knife from the golden blade.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, do you want to continue?"

Zhang Zheng smiled very kindly and kindly. In Hong Shaofang's eyes, it was more frightening than the ferocious evil ghost Shura.

The golden blade withdrew slightly from his throat, and Hong Shaofang felt his life come back, and tremblingly said in a hoarse voice: "I...I admit defeat..."

As the golden blade dissipated, Zhang Zheng had a thought, and the fire stick got rid of the raging nine-toothed rake, flew into Zhang Zheng's hands and put it in the storage bag.

Flying off the field, a deafening cheer erupted from the field.

This competition is really wonderful, not to mention their fighting skills, just the matter of Hong Shaofang's desperate breakthrough is enough to stir up everyone's emotions.

What's more, their fighting skills are indeed very strong!
Until Zhang Zheng walked in front of him, the disciples of Wan Xuan Sect were still in a daze.

They have heard a lot about the deeds of this Senior Sister Zhang, such as being rewarded by the hermit family, building a ninth-level altar with 51 aptitude, and attracting Sanchi Wenxinlei by condensing pills, etc. She was in Wanxuan The popularity of the door is definitely not low.

But they have never heard of how strong Senior Sister Zhang is in martial arts, let alone seen it, but this time it really opened their eyes.

Wu Fengyun was the first to come back to his senses, his eyes were wide open, "Senior Sister Zhang, you are too good!"

Zhang Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, and explained: "It's just luck. If it weren't for the help of magic tools, Hong Daoyou's river would have buried me."

Although her voice wasn't too loud, it wasn't too soft. All the people present were monks, with sharp eyes and ears, which was enough for most people to hear clearly.

In this way, it can be considered as an explanation of why she can flow unimpeded in the great river and torrent without arousing people's suspicion and fear.

After all, I don't know if I will face off with the monks in this world. Now that I can hide a little strength, when the other party despises and relaxes, the probability of her knocking down the other party will be greater.

(End of this chapter)