Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 27
The competition stage was only one meter high, and Fang Litian landed steadily in front of Mo Potian with a light leap.

As if feeling Fang Litian's uniqueness, Mo Potian's eyes that had been out of focus all this time finally focused on Fang Litian, and frowned, "Cyclone Eighth Floor, you are the first person to get started this time, and you are born with supernatural power."

A rhetorical question, but the tone is very sure.

Fang Litian raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect you to know me too."

The corners of Mo Potian's mouth twitched, as if he was about to laugh, but the muscles in his mouth moved a little. If you don't look carefully, you can't really see it. Grabbing No.1 in the hands of warriors still has some popularity."

Fang Litian smiled faintly, he didn't want to talk about this issue, the black iron gun appeared in his hand, "Let's start."

"I heard that you are born with supernatural power. I hope you can give me a little surprise. You can do it." Mo Potian was still holding the knife and had no intention of drawing it.

Fang Litian frowned indistinctly, and didn't say much, it's useless to say more before the fight, as long as he showed his strength, others still looked at each other seriously.

Under the stage, Ye Kai and the other three were watching Fang Litian nervously. Su Mei's little hands were sweating, and she said nervously, "Brother Fang will be fine."

"Probably not. Brother Mo is very measured in his shots and rarely causes serious injuries to others." Apparently Ye Kai and the others did not believe that Fang Litian would win.

"I hope Brother Fang can hold on longer." Zhang Langzhi clenched his fists.

Su Mei nodded heavily.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the disciple who was the number one in entry would come to the stage. Could it be that he couldn't wait to die." Meng Hushan was slightly surprised when he saw Fang Litian, and then laughed.

He Zhang said with a smile: "Maybe he came on stage early because he felt that he was not sure. Didn't you see that the second-ranked disciple named Yu Qian didn't go up?"

"That's right, everyone will put their hopes on him when he is the last one to take the stage. If he still loses, he will be hated by everyone. This kid is really smart." Meng Hushan suddenly said.

"He Zhang, guess how long this kid can last."

He Zhang pondered for a moment, then rubbed his fingers, "This is at least the first place among six ninth-level fighters, ten breaths."

"Ten breaths?" Meng Hushan sneered, "I guess he doesn't exceed five breaths!"

"Oh?" He Zhang raised his voice and rolled his eyes, "Would you like to bet on it?"

"What is the lottery?" Meng Hushan became interested.

"I heard that you recently got a copy of the best leg skills." He Zhang had a smile on his face.

"I found "Wind Shadow Legs" in a cave. It's a top-notch martial art. What are you betting against me?" Meng Hushan squinted at He Zhang.

"Of course I won't disappoint you. Haven't you been coveting my cold light knife for a long time? Add another half bottle of Yuanzhen Pill."

When Meng Hushan heard the cold light knife, joy flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed, "Then you should prepare the cold light knife and half a bottle of Yuanzhen Dan."

He Zhang's smiling face remained unchanged, and he looked towards the competition stage, "The result will come out soon."

Fang Litian simply stood three meters away from Mo Potian holding the gun, his eyes turned cold suddenly, he stabbed out the black iron gun seemingly very fast, but actually very slowly.

But facing Fang Litian's simple stabbing action, Mo Potian's face changed, and he whispered in his heart: "Men and soldiers unite!"

Mo Potian knows how powerful the unity of soldiers and soldiers is. This is a state, a state where warriors understand "power". Let the warrior's strength double, which is also the reason why he has no opponent in the cyclone realm of Lianyunzong.

Not daring to be careless again, Mo Potian became serious for the first time in this competition, his whole body was filled with excitement, and at the same time, Mo Potian unsheathed the knife for the first time in the competition.

The scabbard was inserted into the stone of the martial arts arena, and Mo Potian, who was holding the knife, was like a real swordsman, with a sharp edge all over his body.

The blade was around the long spear that Fang Litian stabbed, and along the barrel of the spear, it split the hands holding the spear, trying to make Fang Litian let go of the black iron spear.

For a warrior who has achieved the unity of man and soldier, the weapon is his limbs. It is impossible to hold back the slightest hand from the enemy who wants to cut off his limbs. A dark force surges in his right hand, the black iron spear shakes, and even the air faintly whistles. voice.

Mo Potian hurriedly withdrew his saber, the shock just now had already made his jaw go numb, and with a cold light, he looked at Fang Litian's arm with the saber.

The two of them had a tacit understanding that they didn't use martial arts, they just used their own marksmanship and saber techniques to fight.

The spear is like a dragon, and the sword is like snow. In the competition arena, there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors. Every move and every style contains murderous intentions, but only those with high vision can see it. The warriors were sparring with swords and guns on the stage, without any fireworks.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought for dozens of rounds, and after facing each other with swords and guns, they staggered away in a blink of an eye. Now the two are not comparing cultivation, not martial arts, but the state of unity of man and soldier.

Whoever has a higher realm will win. At this time, ten breaths have already passed.

The front ten outsiders on the stage were all dumbfounded. They thought it was incredible when Mo Potian drew his sword, and now they saw that the two had been fighting for so long, and they couldn't decide the outcome. Is not wrong.

He Zhang was dumbfounded for a while, then seemed to think of something, and laughed: "Meng Hushan, you have lost this time, bring "Wind Shadow Legs"."

Meng Hushan's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Litian, who was fighting Mo Potian evenly on the stage. He didn't think that Mo Potian deliberately fought Fang Litian for so long because he heard about their bet.

They were all aware of Mo Potian's temperament. He could be crushed against someone who was slightly weaker than him, and only similar people would fight for so long.

But this kid is so strong.

Damn!I missed it!
Meng Hushan snorted angrily, and said in a cold voice, "I don't have the secret book with me, I'll come back to my residence to get it later."

He Zhang was full of complacency, and then he was puzzled: "You said how Fang Litian is so strong, do you feel it, the inexplicable aura on his body is exactly the same as Mo Potian."

"I don't know." Meng Hushan snorted sullenly, but he was also curious.

The more Mo Potian fought, the more frightened he became. The two were just competing in realms. Originally, he thought that Fang Litian would not be as good as him even if he understood the unity of soldiers and soldiers. In terms of realm, Fang Litian comprehended more deeply than he did.

In fact, what he doesn't know is that Fang Litian's unity of man and soldier has reached its peak, and he can take a step forward at any time to reach another level. It's no surprise that he is stronger than him.

A few more rounds passed, Mo Potian flashed by with the help of a higher level of cultivation than Fang Litian, and said solemnly: "You are very strong, and I am qualified to use all my strength to deal with you."

Fang Litian waited intently, the next thing he faced would be a storm-like attack. Fang Litian thought that apart from having an advantage in realm, he would not have an advantage in martial arts and techniques at all.

If it is said that the other party does not have low-level top-grade kung fu and martial arts, he would not believe it if he killed Fang Litian. He can have adventures in caves, and geniuses like others will also have adventures, and even Yunzong will vigorously cultivate them.

"As a last resort, we have to reveal the strongest strength." Fang Litian secretly said, the reason why he is so confident is because in the past three days, he has finally cultivated to the fifth stage of Yunhua Kungfu, and the special attack of the fifth stage has been increased by [-]%. This is his killer move.

Mo Potian's momentum changed, and a dead air lingered all over his body. It was actually an aura of withering everything.

Fang Litian knew that this was a special effect produced by cultivating the kung fu to the extreme, just like the accumulation of kung fu.

"What! Mo Potian even used the "Dead Wood Kungfu", Fang Litian is really so strong!" The second-ranked outer disciple was shocked and exclaimed.

The three of Ye Kai and the others in the audience were stunned, they were still immersed in the scene of Fang Litian and Mo Potian fighting on par, now seeing Mo Potian using the dead wood technique, their mouths grew even bigger.

"Killing one way, killing!" Mo Potian took a step forward and slashed horizontally with his knife. A strong breath of death wrapped around the knife, and he slashed at Fang Litian in a blink of an eye.

"Red gold body! Explosive fist!" Fang Litian shouted, a faint red gold flashed across his face, and the skin under his clothes had become like red gold. This was the first time he had used his red gold body with all his strength.

'boom! Mo Potian took a step back, while Fang Litian took two steps back.

A red-golden light flashed on the fist, Fang Litian took the initiative to attack, and for the first time, the Explosive Fist displayed its full power.

Explosive Fist opens and closes, it is a martial art of fire attribute, the fiery breath envelopes the competition stage, and the disciples who approach feel the heat is unstoppable.

"Is this still a competition for warriors in the Cyclone Realm? Even the Yuan Gathering Realm is more than that." A disciple from the outer sect muttered to himself.

"Explosive punch!" Fang Litian punched out again, the air in front seemed to be burning, the air was compressed into a point, and then exploded instantly, the breath of the explosion turned into a sharp blade, whizzing across Mo Potian.

"Three ways of killing life, killing ghosts!" Enveloped by the flames, Mo Potian yelled loudly, and the cold knife slashed out countless sword auras in the air, and the fiery red sharp blade collided with the saber aura and dissipated invisible.

"Fang Litian, you are very strong, but if you only have this means, then you will definitely lose." Mo Potian rushed forward. Fang Litian's offensive just now did cause him some trouble, but it was just trouble.

Fang Litian frowned slightly. Both of them had the best low-level kung fu skills, and both of them had cultivated to the top level. But besides the low-level top-level boxing skills, his marksmanship was only low-level top-level skills. He just competed with Mo Potian with boxing skills. If he hadn't had a golden body Without the bonus, he would have suffered a crushing defeat already.

"But marksmanship is my strongest." Fang Litian stopped using boxing techniques, and held the black iron spear in his hand.

(End of this chapter)