Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

Song Huang's expression turned extremely ugly. He stared at Fang Yue with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice revealing astonishment and anger that were difficult to conceal:
"You...how did you do it?"

Fang Yue smiled slightly, his eyes revealing confidence and calmness: "Although your formation is exquisite, every formation has its flaws. As long as we find this flaw, it will not be difficult to crack the formation."

Song Huang stared at Fang Yue closely, trying to find any flaws in his expression.

However, there was only calmness and confidence on Fang Yue's face, without any panic or complacency.

"good very good."

Song Huang suddenly laughed, but his laughter revealed a chilling coldness, "You are indeed a rare talent, but what I, Song Huang, want, no one has ever been able to take away."

As he spoke, he moved and pounced towards Fang Yue.

He was extremely fast and arrived in front of Fang Yue in a flash, and slapped Fang Yue with his palm.

Fang Yue was prepared and dodged Song Huang's attack with a flash of his body.

He took the opportunity to throw a punch, aiming straight at Song Huang's chest.

Song Huang didn't expect Fang Yue's reaction to be so quick and his punching power was so amazing.

He hurriedly took a few steps back and at the same time swung out a palm, colliding with Fang Yue's fist.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the two palms collided, generating a powerful shock wave.

The collision caused both of them to take a few steps back, but Fang Yue still stood firmly in place, while Song Huang seemed a little surprised.

"Your strength is indeed extraordinary."

Song Huang said coldly, "But I still have more tricks that I haven't used yet. Don't underestimate the strength of Twelve Panics."

Fang Yue didn't say anything, just looked at Song Huang coldly. He knew that this battle was far from over and he also wanted to test how much strength Song Huang still had.

Song Huang attacked again, his figure moving as fast as lightning and hard to grasp. But Fang Yue dodged Song Huang's attacks again and again with his keen perception and strong strength.

The two men launched a fierce battle in the ruins. Palm winds whistled and energy was running rampant. Every attack contained powerful force that should not be underestimated.

However, as time went by, Song Huang gradually showed signs of fatigue. His attack speed slowed down and his strength weakened a lot. But Fang Yue still maintained his strong fighting power. Every punch and kick of his was full of power.

Song Huang was secretly anxious. He originally thought that he could quickly get rid of Fang Yue with the help of formations and ambush, but he didn't expect Fang Yue to be so powerful and intelligent.

Fang Yue looked at Song Huang and knew that the battle had reached a critical moment. He knew that he had to fight quickly and not give Song Huang any chance to breathe. So he took the initiative to attack and punched Song Huang.

Seeing this, Song Huang tried to dodge, but Fang Yue's punch was too fast and he couldn't dodge it at all. He had to take the punch head on.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Song Huang was hit by Fang Yue's punch. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"You...you actually..." Song Huang struggled to stand up, staring at Fang Yue with wide eyes, as if he had seen something incredible.

Fang Yue looked at him coldly: "You are quite capable, but it's a pity that you met me."

Song Huang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, very good. I admit defeat today, but don't think you have won."

Before Song Huang finished speaking, a strong aura suddenly burst out from his body.

Although he was seriously injured, his eyes became sharper, like a wounded beast ready to launch a final counterattack.

Fang Yue frowned slightly. He felt the changes in Song Huang and knew that the battle was not really over yet.

He concentrated his attention and prepared to meet Song Huang's final attack.

Song Huang was seen making seals with his hands and muttering something. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth began to gather madly, forming a huge energy vortex.

The stones in the ruins began to float, as if controlled by some mysterious force.

"The Secret Technique of the Twelve Shocks - Shocking Changes in Heaven and Earth!" Song Huang shouted and pushed his hands forward suddenly.

The energy vortex instantly swept towards Fang Yue, bringing with it a cloud of flying sand and rocks. This was Song Huang's ultimate secret technique, and he was prepared to use it to decide the outcome.

Fang Yue remained calm, he took a deep breath, and the energy in his body circulated wildly. He knew that this attack was no small matter, and he had to go all out.

"break!"

Fang Yue let out a low shout and threw both fists towards the energy vortex.

The moment his fists came into contact with the energy vortex, Fang Yue felt a huge recoil force, but his feet seemed to have taken root and he stood firmly in place. The power from his fists continued to surge out, colliding violently with the energy in the vortex.

The two forces were deadlocked in the air, and the light above the ruins flickered, reflecting the determined faces of the two men. Song Huang's eyes revealed madness and unwillingness, while Fang Yue's eyes were still as calm as water, as if everything was under control.

As time went by, the energy vortex gradually dissipated, but Fang Yue's fists continued to move forward steadily. Finally, the energy vortex completely dissipated, and Fang Yue's fists directly hit Song Huang.

Song Huang was no longer able to dodge at this moment and could only watch Fang Yue's fist continue to grow bigger in front of him.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Fang Yue's fist hit Song Huang's chest heavily. The latter flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Song Huang struggled to get up, but the severe pain in his chest made it almost impossible for him to breathe. He looked at Fang Yue, his eyes full of resentment and regret.

Fang Yue slowly walked in front of Song Huang, squatted down, looked at him calmly and said, "You lose."

Song Huang lay on the ground, the pain in his chest making it hard for him to speak. He stared at Fang Yue, his eyes showing both anger and unwillingness. However, the severe injuries to his body had left him powerless, and his vitality was rapidly fading.

Fang Yue looked at him without much joy or pride in his heart. The battle was over, but between life and death, he felt more of a heaviness.

"I...I won't let you go..." Song Huang uttered these words with difficulty, but his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Fang Yue didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly. After a while, Song Huang's eyes gradually lost their luster, and his body completely stopped moving.

After confirming that Song Huang was dead, Fang Yue began to check his belongings and found a token on Song Huang's body.

This token is bronze in color and heavy, engraved with some ancient words and patterns that Fang Yue cannot understand.

He turned the token over and felt as if it held some unfathomable power and knowledge.

Fang Yue's heart moved. He held the token in his hand, closed his eyes, and tried to feel the secret contained in the token.

After a while, he seemed to feel an ancient and mysterious power coming from the token, entering his body and guiding him to explore the information hidden in the token.

He "saw" the ancient battlefield, where brave warriors brandished their weapons and shouted as they charged. He also "saw" some ancient cultivation methods and some secrets about the Twelve Terrors.

This information seemed to be memories sealed in the token, which was triggered by Fang Yue at this moment and appeared in his consciousness.

Fang Yue took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

He knew that this token was not only a relic, but also a treasure passed down from generation to generation.

It records ancient history and knowledge, and perhaps can also guide him to a higher level of cultivation.

Fang Yue carefully put the token into his arms, stood up and looked around.

This house, which has been reduced to ruins, was once Song Huang's hiding place, but now it has become a battlefield for the two men's fierce battle.

He couldn't help but feel deeply moved, but more of it was a sense of relief and anticipation.

Relieved that this battle is finally over, and looking forward to the new opportunities this token may bring.

Fang Yue left the ruins, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He looked back at the battlefield, took a deep breath, turned around and embarked on a new journey.

The destination of his trip was the territory of the Demon Fox King. He and the Demon Fox King had an agreement long ago that he would hand over the key obtained from the temple to the Demon Fox King.

This key is said to be the key to unlocking an ancient relic, which contains endless secrets and treasures.

On the way to the territory of the Demon Fox King, Fang Yue crossed the vast mountains and forests and trekked along the rugged mountain roads.

He felt the breath of nature, his heart full of anticipation and curiosity.

Finally, Fang Yue passed through the demon-sealing node and came to the territory of the Demon Fox King.

It was a forest shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere, with tall and lush trees that blocked out the sky.

He sensed a powerful demonic aura and knew that this was the residence of the Demon Fox King.

He walked into the forest and followed a path.

Soon after, he came to an open space with an ancient stone house in the middle. In front of the temple stood a man in black. He was the Fox King.

"You're here, Fang Yue." The Fox King's voice was low and magnetic, giving people a sense of security.

"I'm here, Demon Fox King." Fang Yue said calmly, "I'm here as promised and will give you the key."

As he spoke, he took out the mysterious key he got from the temple. The key was shining with a faint light, as if it contained some ancient and mysterious power.

The Fox King took the key, examined it carefully, and smiled with satisfaction. "Very good, Fang Yue. You really didn't disappoint me. This key means a lot to us. With it, we can explore the ancient ruins and uncover the secrets."

"Then when do we set off?" Fang Yue asked impatiently. He was full of curiosity and anticipation for the mysterious ruins.

"No hurry." The Fox King smiled slightly, "We still need to make some preparations. Besides, you also need time to familiarize yourself with and master the knowledge and power in this token."

As he spoke, the Fox King turned his gaze to the bronze token in Fang Yue's arms.

Fang Yue nodded, he knew that the Demon Fox King was telling the truth. The knowledge and power contained in this token was a precious opportunity for him, he needed to grasp it well.

In the following days, Fang Yue settled down in the Demon Fox King's territory and began to practice martial arts.

He knew very well that in order to better explore the mysterious ruins, it was necessary to improve his own strength.

Fang Yue began to systematically practice and improve his martial arts.

Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrates the dense leaves and shines into the quiet forest, Fang Yue begins his practice.

He practiced various martial arts, constantly challenging his limits, sweat soaked his clothes, but he never stopped.

At the same time, Fang Yue also began to study in depth the knowledge contained in the bronze token.

He discovered that this token not only recorded ancient history and cultivation methods, but also contained a profound martial arts concept.

He immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge in the token, constantly comprehending and experiencing, and gradually integrating this knowledge into his own martial arts.

Whenever night falls, Fang Yue will sit in the open space in front of the stone house, look up at the starry sky, and feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

He tried to communicate with the spiritual energy and guide it into his body to nourish his meridians and dantian.

As time went on, he found that his internal strength was becoming more and more abundant, and the power of his martial arts was constantly improving.

In addition to practicing martial arts, Fang Yue also had many in-depth exchanges with the Demon Fox King.

As a powerful demon, the Fox King's experience and knowledge have benefited Fang Yue a lot.

More than ten days passed, and Fang Yue felt that the time he spent in the Demon Fox King's territory seemed to have become a unique journey of cultivation.

Daily communication with the Demon Fox King gave him a deeper understanding of martial arts.

The Fox Demon King also praised Fang Yue's progress and believed that he was a rare martial arts genius.

On this day, the Demon Fox King found Fang Yue and said solemnly: "Fang Yue, I think it's time to tell you something about that ancient ruins."

Fang Yue immediately said seriously: "Please give me your advice."

The Fox King spoke slowly: "It is said that the ruins are the cave of an ancient powerful man, which contains his life's cultivation and countless treasures. However, the ruins are full of traps and prohibitions, and are very dangerous. Although we have the key, we still need great strength and wisdom to enter safely and take out the treasures."

Listening to the Fox Demon King's narration, Fang Yue's eyes flickered with determination.

He knew that this trip to the ruins would be an extremely important and challenging expedition.

He took a deep breath, stared at the Demon Fox King and said, "I am ready. No matter when we set out, I will go all out."

The Fox King looked at Fang Yue, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He was fully aware of the importance of this trip to the ruins, and also knew that Fang Yue would be his right-hand man.

The tacit understanding and trust between them will play a crucial role in this expedition.

"Okay, I see your determination, let's set off now." The Fox King said in a deep voice.

So, the Fox Demon King and Fang Yue set off immediately to the mysterious ruins.

They passed through the vast mountains and forests, and after going through untold hardships, they finally arrived at the entrance of the ruins.

There stood an ancient stone gate in front of me, engraved with ancient runes, flashing with mysterious light, as if telling stories of the long-forgotten past. (End of this chapter)