Lord of the Desert

Chapter 312 Jinhai Gang

June eleven.

Chaori Mansion in Xijing, martial arts arena.

It has been two full months since the breakthrough, and Hong Fan has some experience in using the innate spiritual energy of the fire element.

The extreme temperature of the flame current is very close to molten copper - almost a thousand degrees Celsius.

But as he envisioned, the changes were more than scalar.

When the true energy is mixed with the innate spiritual energy, the killing method seems to have spirituality and life.

Regardless of whether it is the fire cloud or the attached flame flow, even without the support of the true energy in the body, it can still obtain power from the vast world.

So the "burning sand" that had not been practiced for a long time and was hidden in the snow came naturally.

Spreading sand with bare hands, attached to the flaming current.

There was no need to force the sand world, Hong Fan just gently pushed out the sand ball, and the hardwood target exploded into a blazing torch.

The lethality of sand mayflies has more than doubled.

Other killing methods also have huge improvements.

Although the shotgun shells still couldn't reach far, their kinetic energy was three times greater.

If we return to the battle at Xianzun Bridge, we may be able to penetrate the giant spirit phase's muscular armor.

Of course, due to the limited amount of innate spiritual energy in the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, Hong Fan can only activate the above-mentioned enhanced version of the trick a few times.

The door to the martial arts arena was pushed open at this moment, and it was Shen Hong who led Master Lu Yun in, who was wearing new cyan clothes.

The latter first greeted Hong Fan in the field, and then saw the three people resting outside the field.

Wu Ruyi, Gong Pengyun, Bai Jiasi.

The three of them were standing or sitting, their practice uniforms were damaged, and even part of their hair was burnt to yellow.

"Hey, did you three fall asleep while lighting the fire? Why do you look so miserable?"

Master Lu Yun asked.

No one ignored him.

"Didn't you ask me to come over for sparring? Aren't these three ready-made opponents?"

Master Lu Yun asked casually, and then his expression became serious.

"Could it be..."

When Wu Ruyi heard this, she nodded numbly.

"The three of us working together are no match for him."

Gong Pengyun also replied with difficulty.

"I have basically adapted to the combat power after the breakthrough."

Hong Fan took over.

"With Brother Lu joining the three of them, they should be able to put enough pressure on me."

Master Lu Yun obviously didn't believe it.

"A month ago, I broke into the relationship between heaven and man; with one against four, I'm afraid you will be defeated."

He crossed his arms, his words filled with disbelief.

"Try it and you'll know."

Hong Fan smiled and waved, indicating the four people to come on.

One is in harmony with heaven and man, two are at the peak of perfection, and one is in harmony with the six meridians.

Except for Bai Jiaci's Quanmijue, the remaining three people's martial arts are all excellent.

This is already the combat power of a complete Tiqi team, enough to hunt down strong players like Wan Guangji.

The four of them exchanged looks and surrounded each other.

From Hong Fan's feet, sand flows upward.

At the same time, Master Lu Yun's attack arrived.

Hunyuan Qi Jin hit Shajia from the air, making a dull banging sound.

In Hong Fan's peripheral vision, white and purple colors spread.

Amid all the movement, he could still hear Bai Jiaci's four-legged, beastly, and strangely changing footsteps behind him.

"Let's get right to the point."

Hong Fan declared solemnly.

Ten feet away, Master Lu Yun, who was attacking at high speed, ran into the heat wave.

The air twists and blurs.

He almost thought he had run into an alchemy furnace.

Hunyuan Jin spurts out to isolate the high heat.

Master Lu Yun retreated two feet, only to realize that the other three people had retreated at the first opportunity.

Apparently they've been through it before.

"You are so unloyal!"

Master Lu Yun smiled and cursed, then asked again.

"What trick is this?"

"Seven-step cage, the killing method passed down in my family."

Hong Fan replied. "In the realm of harmony between heaven and man, we can't hold on for too long."

Master Lu Yun nodded.

But he couldn't think of a solution for the moment.

If it's just continuous range damage, although it's tricky, similar tricks are not uncommon, so it's just the same thing.

Whether it is Hunyuan Jin, Yun Di Bing Ning Dian, or Xuanyin Zhen Gong, there are ways to deal with it.

It's nothing more than carrying it if you can, moving in and out quickly if you can't, waiting for an opportunity to defeat the enemy with one blow.

However, when paired with the Deserted Sand Armor, that's not the case.

"You win the close combat."

Master Lu Yun thought for a moment, and the bachelor admitted his defeat.

"But if we don't get close and just consume them, what other methods do you have?"

As he spoke, he struck left and right in the air, using Qi Jin as a punch, creating ripples on the sand armor ten steps away.

"Hunyuan Dian" is the same as the Liu family's "Thousand-Armed Mingwang Dian", both of which follow the path of true energy taking form.

In comparison, it is less rigid and more elegant.

Hong Fan didn't reply, so he thickened his armor and ate it alive, including Xuanyin Qi needles, ice spikes and other methods.

Then he blasted out a large stream of sand.

After working as colleagues for more than a year, Master Lu Yun has become extremely familiar with Hong Fan's long-range physical attack methods.

He met it directly with his right palm, condensing his true energy and exploding in the center.

The sand flowed and splashed.

But this time is different.

It seems that what has lost its tissues and splashed onto the body is not gravel, but high-heat molten iron.

Countless small openings were opened in the clothes, and the whole thing immediately started to burn.

"What the hell?"

Master Lu Yun exclaimed and hurriedly used energy to cleanse his body.

The wind and sand dissipated.

"How about my hand burning sand?"

Hong Fan laughed and asked again.

"It's really difficult to deal with...even a little sinister."

Master Lu Yun took it apart in his mind for a moment and replied.

Then, he realized that his new clothes were gone.

"Hong Fan..."

"You rich old man, you have to pay for my clothes first!"

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June [-], at noon.

The chirping of cicadas enveloped Xijing.

The Yao River is floating with a layer of golden color.

The sun swayed wantonly in the zenith, forcing people to dare not look at it.

Outside Xingsheng Hall, Hong Fan and Hong Pan got off the carriage and went straight to the third floor.

Pushing open the wooden door of Jiazi's private room, today's host stood up to greet him.

"I'm just waiting for you, my dear nephew, to come and open the banquet!"

The speaker's face was as white as jade, and he was wearing a new black military uniform and a unicorn belt. There was unconcealable joy in his brows and eyes.

It was Gongsun Shi.

Several other people at the table were also old acquaintances - Liao Zhenghao, who was currently a fourth-grade guerrilla general, Wen Zhongguan, who was a supervisor of the fifth-grade utensils, and Qian Hong, a fifth-grade young supervisor and the chief shopkeeper of Kaiminghang.

Hong Fan greeted them one by one and placed the gold brocade bag he was carrying on the table in the corner of the room.

"Didn't you say you don't need these false gifts?"

Gongsun Shi looked at this scene and pretended to be angry.

"Uncle Shi has been promoted to the Director-General of the Prefecture Department, and will be my immediate boss from now on. It's so easy to have a tower near the water, why don't you let me take care of a few things first?"

Hong Fan smiled, his tone friendly and casual.

"In the brocade bag is a sapphire seal that the Gong family gave me before. It is expensive, but it may not be used. I should borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha."

After the start of this year, the aging Jian Siyuan felt more and more inadequate and took the initiative to resign.

After many people competed, it was Jin Haiwujian who had the last laugh.

"I was able to get the position of General Secretary only because of your achievements in exposing Fantian Society and being on the list of geniuses. What else can I do?"

Gongsun Shi said with emotion.

"In Jinhai, we all have our own backgrounds and work on our own. Now in Xijing, we are all the 'Jinhai Gang'. We should help each other!"

He said raising a glass.

This remark resonated quite well, and everyone was full of it.

PS: There is only one major plot left in the outline of the third volume, which is still a basic concept. In quantitative calculation, it is almost 15%.

Conceiving this thing relies heavily on inspiration, and it's not easy to "do it all at once".

(End of this chapter)