Super Golden Eye

"In that case, why don't we use our own weapons, how about using this green steel sword to compete?" Hualong waved his hand, and immediately the spirited disciple sent two stainless steel swords.

It seems that Hualong is not stupid, if he really relied on Fang Yang, then he won the victory without martial arts, and everyone who lost will be thrown to the grandma's house!

Fang Yang still shook his head resolutely: "No, the sword is a murder weapon. What if I can't control myself and hurt my senior?"

Hualong that anger! But he can only suppress his anger: "We didn't say before, if there is an accident, don't you have a destiny? Junior brother don't think too much, take your sword and fight!"

Fang Yang looked at the stainless steel sword in front of him and asked, "If I don't take the sword, will the seniors stop discussing with me?"

Hualong said: "You don't need it, and I don't need it!"

"If that's the case, I'll still use it." Fang Yang also wanted to learn more sword skills, of course he would not refuse. Reached out and took another stainless steel sword.

Hualong breathed a sigh of relief when Fang Yang took the sword. He is extremely capable of being the first of the second-generation disciples of Qingcheng Mountain. The most outstanding thing is the sword and palm!

Hualong had painstakingly cultivated Qingcheng's mastery of Chaoyang swordsmanship and Dakaibei Shou, and cultivated both of these mastery to the realm of perfection.

The most rare thing is that the Hualong can shoot out with the palm of the sword, and its power soars!

Fang Yang didn't know the details, but Huayu knew exactly what he was doing, and he couldn't help but anxious: "Brother Hualong, are you really good like this?

Everyone knows that you are both swords and palms, and even some elders are not your opponents, but you want to use them against Fang Yang? "

Hualong said with a straight face: "Junior Sister knows something, which just shows that I value Junior Brother Fang Yang very much. Needless to say, this is a matter between men!"

Fang Yang also waved his hand to Huayu: "It's okay, what's the big deal about the discussions between the brothers? Don't worry, watch it carefully, maybe you can say a little more."

He stomped his feet straight, turning around and wanted to go, but he couldn't bear it: "Be kind of a donkey liver and lungs! You will be beaten and cry at that time, I see you will say so!"

Not wanting to delay too long, Hualong Fang Yang said: "Junior Brother, are you ready? I'm about to start!"

Fang Yang's right index finger and **** pinched the tip of the stainless steel sword, flicked the blade with his left hand, and intentionally or unintentionally looked at the attic on the left of the martial arts field: "Get ready, let's start!"

"Accept the move!" Hualong was impatient for a long time, with the Chaoyang swordsmanship with his right hand and the stele hand with his left hand, and it was indeed more powerful.

Moreover, this style of playing with the sword in the palm and the sword in the palm is extremely unique. Fang Yang's eyes are bright when he sees it, and he remembers the first detail firmly.

On the attic to the left of the martial arts field. Han Hongbin and An Hongtao were standing at the window watching everything that happened on the martial arts field.

Seeing Fang Yang glanced here, Han Hongbin said to An Hongtao: "Junior Brother, you are a terrible apprentice! Can he sense our existence?"

An Hongtao doesn’t understand Fang Yang in this respect. “Fang Yang seems to be very sensitive to some breaths. I don’t know exactly what the reason is.”

Han Hongbin turned his eyes to the two people on the martial arts arena: "Who do you think will win this competition?"

An Hongtao answered without thinking, "It must be Fang Yang."

Han Hongbin said strangely: "So absolute? It seems that you haven't seen the true strength of Hualong, right? Seventh Junior Brother had not taken advantage of him when he discussed with him before."

An Hongtao complexion: "I don't have any reason, just because he is Fang Yang, so I don't feel like I will lose or lose!"

Han Hongbin laughed and said, "Hehe, for your reason, I will give you full marks, then let me see, is your baby apprentice really that amazing?"

An Hongtao said, "You can rest assured, brother, and you will never be disappointed."

After watching for a while, Han Hongbin was a little puzzled: "Why Fang Yang just dodges but doesn't counterattack? And did you teach you how to pinch the tip of the sword with the hilt against people?"

An Hongtao replied very simply: "Brother, don't ask me about these. I don't know if you ask. This kid is always incomprehensible, but it can always surprise us."

Han Hongbin shook his head as he listened: "You mentor and apprentice are really weird enough to be completely incomprehensible."

The two of them watched the battle in the attic, and they were fighting fiercely in the martial arts field. Sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and palm shadows are flying.

Fang Yang's figure is like a lone boat in the ocean, flashing and moving in the shadow of the palm of the sword, dangerous.

In order to regain the momentum, Hualong is his own unique skill when he comes up. But after playing it twice in a row, it was only a little too close to it, it just couldn't hurt Fang Yang!

The most annoying thing is that Fang Yang just dodges and never fights back! Although it gave Hualong the most room to play, what do the fellows who watch the game below look at?

In a blink of an eye, after a hundred rounds, Hualong once again fought out of the battle group, and shouted angrily: "Fang Yang! Are you still a man? You only know how to dodge!"

Fang Yang has fully integrated Han Yang's swordsmanship and Dakaibei Shou, and naturally there is no need to accommodate him: "Oh? Since Brother Hualong is unhappy, then I will fight back!"

"Come on! I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Huacheng threw three sword flowers out of the stainless steel sword in his hand, and killed him again.

Sure enough, Fang Yang did what he said. With the help of Goldeneye, he had learned the tricks of transforming dragons and knew all the changes in his moves.

As soon as Hualong's hand stretched out, Fang Yang knew what the next move was, and the steel sword in his hand was placed on his course of action in advance.

As a result, Hualong used half of every move and was forced to change it. Fang Yang made a late move and completely controlled the situation!

The disciples around Huayu all let go of their hearts and cheered: "Originally, Brother Fang Yang had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he didn't use his real strength!"

"That is, Brother Fang Yang is recognized as the first disciple of the second generation, how could he be weak?"

"Wow! Brother Fang Yang is so handsome! I want to give him a monkey!"

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"Ahem..." Huayu almost choked, and said with a smile: "You little vixen, all of you are starting to think about spring, right?"

Hua Yu usually has a good reputation in the same door, and no one is really afraid of her. Someone immediately teased her:

"Isn't it the same for Senior Sister Huayu? Or why take Brother Fang Yang to her yard?"

"Is there anything like this? I didn't expect you to be such a senior sister!"

"Sister, you can't do this authentically! Have you thought about it for your sisters?"

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"Stop!" Huayu couldn't hold on: "Watch it carefully, don't make any more trouble, or I can report to the teacher in charge!"

Sure enough, as soon as the head teacher was mentioned, everyone calmed down, and continued the discussion in the stands with peace of mind. At this time, everyone understands that the outcome is divided!

Hualong has not used a complete move for nearly 30 consecutive rounds! The suffocated face flushed, but it just didn't admit defeat!

An Hongtao frowned: "Brother, the situation of Hualong is a bit wrong, should we stop here?"

"Go! Let's go over! Stop them as soon as possible!" Han Hongbin also stood up with a serious face. The two jumped directly out of the window and went straight to the martial arts field.

Hua Yu saw Han Hongbin and An Hongtao for the first time, and immediately saluted: "The disciple has seen the teacher-in-charge, Uncle An."