Chapter 182 Overtaking on a curve
On the day he entered the top 100 list, Fang Yang arrived at the martial arts arena.

He submitted the paperwork and formally challenged Mu Ri Xining.

His actions immediately stirred up a commotion within a certain range in Yulei Holy Court.

It can only be said that a bad reputation is also a reputation.

As long as you are famous, no matter what you do, you will easily attract the attention of others.

"No, even if you are a master of fire, you are considered outstanding among third-level practitioners, but how dare you challenge Mu Rixining?"

"I really want to laugh. Doesn't he know that Mu Rixining is also a water master?"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid there will be a good show tomorrow morning."

"Fight, fight, I want to see rivers of blood..."

Compared to those who are sarcastic, there are obviously more people who want to have fun.

Sen Yuanyuan bit her lip lightly, with a worried look on her face: "Are you sure? Don't get hurt."

Fang Yang, on the other hand, was wearing a white robe and battle armor, holding a red war spear in his hand, standing tall and straight, like a spear or a sword.

Facing Liu Manlou, he would naturally be confident and not take it to heart at all.

Her best friend, Dongfang Momeng, comforted her: "Oh, Yuan Yuan, you can rest easy now. I don't think he is a reckless person."

His influence is even greater than that of some big names on the Heavenly Ranking.

Qingyue Lake.

Several people, every word you said to me, were extremely worried about the next battle situation.

The martial arts arena became lively for the first time in a long time.

In his opinion, Mu Rixining was just Liu Manlou who had become stronger.

But Fang Yang just smiled, said a few words of comfort, and said no more.

Lake Heart Pavilion.

The wind and clouds moved slightly.

To a certain extent, this is also a talent.

The next morning.

"Fang Lang."

The morning breeze blew up and lifted the hair on her forehead, and the aqua-blue reverse scale armor on her body suddenly let out a shocking roar of dragons.

In their minds, regardless of "Fang Nian's" qualifications and talents, at least in terms of program effectiveness, they have never been disappointed.

Mu Ri Xining was wearing a suit of aqua blue reverse scale armor, holding a dragon whip in her hand, and her eyes were sharp.

Zhang Chi said hypocritically: "No matter how good Mu Rixining is, she is not a Xuanwu spirit like Murong Chengfeng, so there is no need to worry so much."

"The odds of winning should be between three and seven. Brother Fang Dao is third and Mu Rixi Ning is seven. There is still a chance." Qingzhao said calmly and gave his answer.

As the male and female protagonists, both have arrived, each taking their own side.

When the two sides get along together, they actually show an extremely harmonious atmosphere.

This scene immediately surprised the onlookers.

"No, why do I feel like this guy can really compete with Mu Rixining?"

"That's true. He seems to be truly a genius."

"I understand, this should be the power of love..."

Everyone was talking about it.

But Fang Yang and Mu Rixining in the field didn't even have the time to chat.

When the referee sounded the gong, both sides took action at the same time without communicating at all.

The former only wants to speed through the dream world and is not willing to waste any more time.

The latter looks down on the former and believes that those who are not proud should recognize their identity and accept their fate.

boom…

bang bang...

Multiple bangs were heard and smoke billowed.

Under the morning light, Mu Ri Xining's figure is as nimble as a dragon, dreamy and picturesque, just like a fairy in a painting.

But the extremely vicious moves under her whip are telling the absolute danger of her delicate rose!

Every time she waved her whip, water mist would rise and phantom dragons would fly out. The water mist phantom dragon is ferocious. Wherever it passes, the void explodes, and the bluestone floor turns into annihilation. It is extremely destructive.

only……

Every time Fang Yang stabbed the spear calmly and calmly, the tip of the spear would cause thunder and wind, and blazing flames would be born.

As he breathed, a fire eagle shaped like a golden-winged roc fluttered out from under his spear and smashed majestically towards Mu Ri Xining.

The water mist phantom dragon collided with the blazing fire roc, and the whips and spears shook together, as violently as a volcanic eruption. A majestic wave of air surged from between the two of them, making the long hair of the others fly.

But in this majestic air wave, Mu Rixining's figure had to retreat.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, bullied him and hit Mu Rixining until Mu Rixining could only parry.

"What a fire master!"

In a remote corner of the martial arts arena, Murong Chengfeng's eyes lit up as he looked at Fang Yang's figure in the distance.

He originally wanted to come and see how far Mu Rixining had grown, but unexpectedly "Fang Nian" gave him a big surprise.

At this moment, he was also doubting, could it be that the power of love is really so terrible?
There is a lot of mist.

The flames were blazing.

After a while, the two people fighting in the field took out their trump cards.

The aqua blue reverse scale armor on Mu Rixining's body formed large waves of water, like the Milky Way pouring down.

Among them, a pair of dragon eyes with closed eyes slowly emerged.

At the same time, it was Fang Yang who prompted the killing move of [Sky Eagle Vertical and Horizontal Spear].

Not only that, but the image of [Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram] also appeared behind him. Its momentum directly rose up, and the blazing flames burned the water waves.

For a moment, water and fire competed.

And unbelievably, the fire side actually overwhelms the water? !

"Rumble--"

The water dragon opens its eyes, and the sky eagle flies across.

Both of them showed their trump cards, but unexpectedly, Fang Yang still won!
At this moment, Mu Rixining was half-kneeling on the ground with her hair disheveled, her eyes blank.

Lost.

She actually lost.

How could she lose to such a guy? !

"Pfft-" Her heart was so depressed that she actually spat out a mouthful of her hard work.

In this way, she felt much better.

"Hey, that's a bit powerful." Murong Chengfeng looked at Fang Yang seriously.

Because Murong Chengfeng knew very well that the two trump cards of the person in front of him were only in split form and not unified.

If they were coordinated and unified, even he would have to use all his strength to deal with the burst of power.

"Fang Lang, you succeeded." Sen Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with water.

Qingzhao and Dongfang Momeng were greatly shocked, as if they had recognized "Fang Nian" again.

As for Zhang Chi, he was forcing a smile on his face, but his heart was already bleeding. Seeing "Fang Nian" be so proud, it would kill him!

Fang Yang, on the other hand, responded to the emotional words they expressed, one by one.

This is nothing. His real trump card has not been revealed yet.

After all, there was still Murong Chengfeng to fight.

"It's been half a month, and there's still some time before March."

"Next, I have to ask Sen Yuanyuan for more, more merit points."

"Not only for the opportunity of the sixth level, but also for my own attainments in the genre, as well as the perfection of my killing moves, etc..."

The thoughts in Fang Yang's heart flowed like water, calmly.

It can only be said that he discovered another great use of dreams.

That is to promote the growth of genre attainments, as well as to improve killing moves and techniques, etc.

He knew very well that maybe this was his opportunity to overtake Sen Wei and Sen Yue in a corner.

The dream world hides the dreams of countless capable people with lofty ideals. What a treasure this is.

Even the great venerables will have moments when they fall into dreams!
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like