The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 218 I didn't hear what you said just now

"What do you mean I am willing or not?"

Su Xiaoyu's pretty face was calm, "My goal is always to compete for the first place. Besides, this is just the Tianjiao Conference of Dongzhou. If I can't compete for the first place in Dongzhou, it will be even worse in Zhongzhou."

"But your opponent this time is Fang Qingyang."

Su Luochuan said, "You should know that I have done everything I can to protect you. The family is too powerful. Even if I can fight against them, I can't do too much. This Longmen Conference is the last chance I have for you..."

"Only if you win the first place can you temporarily shut them up and buy more time for the future. Do you understand?"

At this point, Su Luochuan couldn't help sighing, "I'm afraid that you will deliberately give up the first place in the Longmen Conference to help him."

"Are you kidding?"

Su Xiaoyu widened her beautiful eyes, a little unbelievable, "Why should I help him? If I lose to him, then Then there is only one possibility, that I am not as skilled as others, and you seem to be teasing me by helping him. "

Su Luochuan was determined in his heart, but he still had a bad face, "Okay, since you said so, then I am relieved."

"Su Luochuan, don't you know me well enough? When did I, Su Xiaoyu, help others? It's mine, it's mine. As long as I can win, I never want to lose."

Su Xiaoyu reached out and knocked Su Luochuan on the head, saying with contempt, "What do you mean by helping him? You look down on me too much. Do you think I, Su Xiaoyu, am the same as those ordinary women?"

Su Luochuan had a stern face, and even though he was knocked on the head by Su Xiaoyu, his expression did not change at all, "I thought you would give him the first place in the Longmen Conference as a token of his loyalty."

"Bullshit."

Su Xiaoyu had a hot temper, "I haven't even landed yet, and you lifted him up to the water first. Do you think I am a female bodhisattva?"

Su Luochuan was scolded, but he was not angry, but felt much better.

At least from these perspectives, the things that he had been worried about did not happen. Su Xiaoyu would do his best to win the Longmen Conference.

"But you, when are you going to be promoted to a saint?"

Su Xiaoyu glanced at Su Luochuan.

Su Luochuan pondered for a moment, "I don't want to compete for the luck of becoming a saint this time, because... the time for the Killing Secret Realm to open is coming soon, and I am going to represent the human kings and princes to fight against the aliens."

"Not relying on luck to be promoted, and preparing to be promoted in the Killing Secret Realm?"

Su Xiaoyu asked back, this kind of confidence is not something that everyone can have.

The so-called Killing Secret Realm is divided into levels, the Divine Power Realm, the King Realm, the Saint Realm... Every time it is opened, disciples of all levels can enter it.

The human race and the alien race will fight fiercely in it, and the winner can get the gift of this world.

This is a rule that has been set since ancient times. Every time the human race fights with the alien race, countless geniuses who have not grown up will be defeated.

There is no way, this is the necessary process for every genius to grow up.

If you can't bear this kind of pressure, then you are destined not to become a true Tianjiao strongman.

"Yes, the alien race has been very arrogant recently, and several powerful kings and princes have emerged in succession. They are clamoring against our human race all day long. If we don't kill a few more people, they will think we are afraid."

Su Luochuan sneered. This is his unique self-confidence, which others can't reach at all.

This is also why he is one of the five young masters.

He has cultivated the way of swordsmanship to a superb level.

He is also the youngest sword master of the human race!

"Brother Qingyang."

Fang Chen took advantage of the break time and walked to Fang Qingyang.

He lowered his voice and said, "I have a message to tell you. The Huo family has recently ordered its disciples to speed up the alchemy process, focusing on restoring and healing pills. Every time this happens, something big will happen in Dongzhou without exception."

"And I see that their layout is all near the Great Zhou Dynasty. I guess it won't be long before something will happen in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

After listening to Fang Chen's words, Fang Qingyang smiled and transmitted his voice, "Then I will also give you a message. At most one or two months, Dongzhou will enter a period of turmoil, and the era of great contention will come. The Great Zhou Dynasty, with our Fang family as the center, will usher in a spiritual energy revival. Sainthood will be born in various places, and countless kings and princes in the Godly Fate Realm will participate in the struggle to prepare for sainthood."

Fang Chen originally wanted to use the convenience of his identity to provide information to Fang Qingyang, but the other party knew more than himself.

He was stunned in place. This news was really too shocking and stunned him instantly.

Revival of spiritual energy with his own family as the center?

Oh my goodness, the melon is eaten by my own family?

The Great Zhou Dynasty is full of saintly luck, and many kings and princes of the Divine Fate Realm will participate in the competition. In the era of great competition... all the news is explosive!

Fang Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to stabilize his emotions.

"So, what should we do?"

Even Fang Chen, who has seen a lot, was stunned by the news.

"The more chaotic the world is, the more opportunities there are. As long as we can grasp it, we will soar to the sky."

Fang Qingyang said, "However, judging from our current strength, we are not qualified to participate in the competition. Let's protect ourselves first."

"Brother Qingyang, my status in the Huo family has now reached an unprecedented level. The younger generation of geniuses are all convinced by me, and the older generation of powerful people have begun to give up their power to me. If it happens in a month or two, it will happen These things, then I have to speed up.”

"I plan to send some of the Huo family princes to the Great Zhou Dynasty to adapt to the occurrence of the great war. As for the station, it will be in our Fang family. I still have this ability."

Fang Chen smiled, "These princes will take action to protect the safety of our Fang family when necessary. This is what I can do for the family."

"good."

Fang Qingyang's eyes flickered. Murong Jiu's forces, the forces of the True Dragon Alliance, and several princes of the Huo family, the Fang family can be said to be almost watertight.

No matter what kind of danger occurs, they have the ability to withstand risks. This is the greatest advantage of the Fang family.

"Looking back a few years ago, our Fang family was weak at that time, and we were forced by the Lu family to leave Tianyun City and return to our ancestral land. During this period, we really got here step by step, with great difficulty."

Fang Qingyang closed his eyes and recalled the hardships along the way. No one experienced it more profoundly than him.

He has always believed in a saying that no matter how strong you are, your family will always be its weak point, unless you live your life carefully and don't offend anyone.

Only when one is strong as an individual and drives the development of the family can one truly improve.

"I will do everything I can to improve the strength of the family."

Fang Chen said calmly, "When I return, I will push the Huo family to join forces with the Fang family, and the other family will provide pills and protection at cost price."

Soon, two hours passed.

The second round begins.

There are only eight people left in the third area, and pairs of them compete against each other. In the end, one winner is left to participate in the final eight.

Tang Yueyue said to Han Yin.

Fang Qingyang's eyes were calm. If these two people faced off, the latter would definitely win.

As Tang Heyan's daughter, it goes without saying that Tang Yueyue has a good background. She has all kinds of training resources, but unfortunately, her talent is slightly inferior.

Han Yin was the number one genius in the Sword Dynasty in previous years. Although Tang Yueyue worked hard, she was only ranked at the top. In a real showdown between geniuses, a slight difference can lead to completely different results.

Therefore, Tang Yueyue could never be Han Yin's opponent. This situation was almost a sure defeat.

The fight between the two begins.

Fang Qingyang narrowed his eyes and observed Han Yin's fighting style.

In fact, he didn't need to take it too seriously. It was easy for him to break out of Area 3, but out of respect for the battle, he still kept observing Han Yin's methods.

His sword is exactly the same as Jiang Ding's, with the same viciousness, viciousness, and tricky angles, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

No wonder he is Jiang Ding's great disciple.

After Han Yin and Tang Yueyue passed more than a hundred moves, it was obvious that they were beginning to have some difficulty. Both their movements and speed were much slower than before.

Fang Qingyang narrowed his eyes, Tang Yueyue had almost reached her limit.

As expected, after Tang Yueyue forcibly received the sword, her wrist strength could no longer hold on, her face turned pale, and she said, "I give up."

Han Yin was ready with his next sword, aiming at Tang Yueyue's neck. Seeing that the other party was willing to admit defeat, he glanced at the other party, slowly sheathed his sword, and then walked out of the field.

The outcome has been decided.

If it were anyone else, Han Yin would definitely not hold back and kill the opponent with one sword. However, Tang Yueyue was born into an extraordinary person. Her father was Tang Heyan, one of the three generals, and he was loyal to the royal family, so he could not move.

Therefore, Han Yin endured this and did not kill anyone.

Fang Qingyang was in the last game, so he watched two more rounds.

Those who can reach this point are not bad in strength. Whether it is sword cultivation or physical cultivation, after all, they are the top geniuses in the entire East Continent.

Finally, it was Fang Qingyang's turn to play.

He looked at his opponent and saw that he had never seen him before. He had a very arrogant aura, as if he came from the wilderness of the borderland.

"Tuoba Feng, the genius of the Tuoba family in Dongzhou. The Tuoba family is famous for its strong physical body, and its combat power is exaggerated. For generations, they have been body-refining monks. He came all the way from the outside and killed almost all of them. It’s crushing.”

Next to him, Xia Yan explained to Fang Qingyang, "You have to pay attention to this opponent. He seems to be a born holy body. He is extremely powerful, shaking the heaven and earth, and is omnipotent."

"Okay, I understand."

Fang Qingyang smiled and walked to the venue.

The tall young man patted his chest and grinned, "I don't know you, but they say you are very strong. Your body can crush all the geniuses of your age. I really want to fight you and feel your strength." force."

He is as strong as a mountain, and standing in front of him is like an insurmountable gap, making people instinctively fearful.

Being at the ninth level of the supernatural power realm and being born with a holy body, all these conditions really put him ahead of many talented people of his age. No wonder even Xia Yan said he should pay attention to him.

The two stood face to face, and Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "Tuoba Feng, I heard that you are physically unstoppable and invincible at the same level. Come, let's try our physical strength."

"My physique is naturally stronger than others, do you really want to compete with me in physique?"

Tuoba Feng scratched his head and said, "I'm afraid of bullying you."

When he spoke, there was no mocking look on his face, just a simple response.

It can be seen that Tuoba Feng has a down-to-earth character. He is afraid that Fang Qingyang will suffer a loss in the official battle, so he gives a warning.

"Thanks for reminding me, I am also a physical practitioner."

Fang Qingyang smiled slightly, "This is a battle of physical cultivation."

When Tuoba Feng heard this, his eyes lit up, "Since you said that, I'm relieved."

In an instant, both of them took action in unison.

Tuoba Feng's oppressive body struck with a punch that shook the heavens and the earth. The sound of breaking through the air rang wildly in his ears, and the sound buzzed, making people's teeth ache.

Many spectators gasped at this punch. From the emotions they showed, it could be seen that they were a little afraid of Tuoba Feng's physique.

"Very strong, worthy of Tuoba Feng, who was born with a holy body."

"I have watched everyone's competitions along the way, but Tuoba Feng is the strongest."

"That's for sure. He is born with supernatural power. Very few people can withstand it with his simple boxing and kicking skills. I saw that he didn't even exert any strength in the previous matches."

"This guy is no different than a monster."

Everyone expressed their admiration for Tuoba Feng's fighting prowess.

Fang Qingyang knew that this battle would definitely become the focus of everyone's eyes. If it were in the past, he would definitely want to keep a low profile. After all, the enemy is too powerful. If he reveals himself, he will definitely be targeted by the enemy.

As for now, his mentality is completely different.

Since I am strong, I will show it for everyone to see.

"boom!"

Fang Qingyang's body was as steady as a rock. He stepped forward and withstood Tuoba Feng's powerful punch with his strength.

The golden light blooming all over him was the Divine Martial Golden Body Technique that he had just learned before.

Tuoba Feng's pupils shrank slightly. Few people could withstand his punch, but Fang Qingyang didn't even fight back. He resisted with his physical strength alone. It can only be said that this is a person who can fight with him during the process of body training. guy.

Suddenly, Tuoba Feng's fighting spirit burned with excitement, "Okay, few people can withstand my punch, you are qualified to be my opponent!"

Anyone else would have said this in an arrogant tone, but Tuoba Feng didn't.

He was very surprised and serious, as if he had found a comparable opponent. At the moment, he only had one thought, to defeat the opponent.

Going all out to defeat the opponent is the greatest respect you can give your opponent.

"Nine strikes of heavenly movement!"

After one punch, Tuoba Feng recognized the opponent's fighting strength. Without saying a word, he displayed his best Kung Fu. He turned himself into an animal, arching his back as if gathering strength.

The next moment, Tuoba Feng's body was ejected forward and he punched again.

Compared with the previous punch, the current punch was obviously more aggressive and powerful. It was a punch that stretched oneself to the extreme and then bounced away. The back was like a dragon and the sound was explosive.

Fang Qingyang was not afraid and turned to face him.

The two sides punched hard to the flesh, and the terrifying energy collided with each other, making a blood-curdling sound that was deafening.

In the eyes of others, it looked like two ancient ferocious beasts in human form fighting each other, and even the aura in the air was completely crushed by the collision between the two.

There are no words to describe the horror of the battle between the two!

"Fang Qingyang is actually on par with Tuoba Feng in terms of physique!"

"I have faced the Nine Heavenly Strikes before. This is a fighting technique created to imitate monsters. There are nine moves in total. Each move transforms the body into a monster as much as possible and launches a fierce attack on the opponent."

"I have also faced it. When I took the third blow, my body collapsed. The pressure was too great and endless. It was like facing a mountain that was difficult to look up."

Many people lowered their voices and whispered.

Among them, there are those who have fought against Tuoba Feng, and no one understands the pressure that comes to their faces better than them.

The Nine Heavenly Strikes is one of Tuoba Feng's killing moves.

There are very few people who can bear it!

"Invincible King Fist!"

Fang Qingyang's steps were as steady as a mountain, stepping on the ground left and right, his eyes sharp and awe-inspiring, and layers of images flashed through his mind.

He had already thoroughly understood the War King Code, which was combined with Murong Jiu's fighting experience. Various images flashed through his mind. Combined with the appearance of Tuoba Feng coming to kill him, he immediately evolved a countermeasure in his mind.

"boom!"

He collided with Tuoba Feng with a punch, and the latter's attack was easily broken. He did not hesitate, as if he had expected all this and had his backhand ready.

"brush!"

Tuoba Feng raised his arms, like a roc spreading its wings, and hit Fang Qingyang's fist with his knee.

Then, the two of them started walking around the field at a ghostly speed. With the crackling attacks, their methods became more and more powerful.

Tuoba Feng carried monstrous power, and every punch shook the world. He performed nine different attack methods incisively and vividly.

It's a pity that Fang Qingyang's defense was not shaken in the end.

In the past, Fang Qingyang might have been injured, but it happened that he had newly practiced the Divine Martial Golden Body Technique one month before attending the Dragon Gate Conference.

After the sudden increase in defense power, Tuoba Feng tried his best but failed to hurt him at all.

Tuoba Feng stopped his hand and looked solemn.

Fang Qingyang frowned slightly, "Why don't you continue?"

"You are physically stronger than me, I admit it."

Tuoba Feng sighed, "From that time to now, I have crushed many talented people with my natural holy body. They are not as strong as me, and their bodies are not as strong as mine. Naturally, they are not my opponents in battle. But when I met you today, I found that All my advantages are gone, you are the real strength, I am convinced!”

Listening to Tuoba Feng's words, everyone outside the venue was confused.

Are you giving up now?

They looked at each other. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just the end of an offensive at most. Don't you, Tuoba Feng, have many tricks?

After the Nine Strike of Heavenly Movement ended, you thought you couldn't beat the opponent?

This is really a bit outrageous!

In fact, only Tuoba Feng himself knew the gap between him and Fang Qingyang. After the Nine Strike of Heavenly Movement ended, he could indeed continue to fight, but even such an attack could not hurt him, which actually showed the beginning of the clue.

In this case, defeat is inevitable!

Simply admit defeat in advance and don't waste time. When you go back, continue to speculate, study, and observe, and you may be able to make progress.

"Boy, you are lucky."

Han Yin sneered at all this in the distance.

Although even Tuoba Feng was defeated, Han Yin didn't think it was a big deal. With his personality, he was naturally arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously.

He always believed that when he faced Fang Qingyang, he would use his strength to tell him what the gap was.

Next, the competition continued here.

After the eight to four, it was the four to two.

Coincidentally, Fang Qingyang and Han Yin were not assigned together.

This means that if the two want to meet, they can only meet in the last game of this regional decisive battle.

Sidelines.

"My husband, what do you think of Fang Qingyang's fight?"

Liu Mu appeared beside Jiang Ding at some point. She stretched out her hand and held Jiang Ding's arm, and whispered, "Will Han Yin be his opponent?"

Jiang Ding's eyes condensed, and whispered, "Difficult!"

Just one word, he understood his state of mind.

He himself is a king of the Divine Fate Realm, and he is only one step away from becoming a saint, so no one knows Fang Qingyang's combat power better than him.

Han Yin is indeed very strong, like his former self, but when he faces Fang Qingyang, he is afraid that he will be at a disadvantage in all aspects.

It is not an easy thing to win Fang Qingyang.

At least, Han Yin has no chance.

"If Han Yin is not his opponent, doesn't that mean your disciple is not as good as Ye Qingcang's disciple?"

Liu Mu's beautiful eyes were gloomy, with hatred flashing in them, "If it doesn't work, I will use some means in private to poison him!"

"No need, there are so many princes in the field, this move is too obvious."

Jiang Ding shook his head, "Do you really think I still care about these personal grudges? In fact, even if Fang Qingyang killed Han Yin, it would not affect my mood at all. My goal from beginning to end is only one, that is to become a saint."

"I understand you."

Liu Mu said in a delicate voice, "I just can't accept that you let that old man step on your head. What virtue do you have? It's ridiculous to think that you can turn things around with just a disciple."

"Don't worry, Fang Qingyang won't be so proud for long."

Jiang Ding's eyes were deep, "Wasn't Fang Xuanxiao back then more terrifying than him? His talent was almost invincible, but what was the final outcome? He was sent to the abyss by my means. I'm afraid he would have died long ago. Fang Qingyang is not worth my fuss."

"Well said, after entering the quarterfinals, I hope Ningwei can face him, which can be regarded as... cutting off all the ties for so many years!"

Liu Mu smiled, "By then, Fang Qingyang will probably die miserably. Lu Ningwei is a genius we taught. Looking at the entire Dongzhou, no one is stronger than her."

Jiang Ding nodded, without commenting.

For Lu Ningwei, he has a strong love for talent.

During this period of time, he has been teaching Lu Ningwei things. This girl has an extremely exaggerated understanding and can easily learn what he has understood for many years.

So much so that Jiang Ding felt a little scared. If this girl continues to grow, what will her future prospects be?

The entire Dongzhou cannot limit her.

She will shine in Zhongzhou!

After this round of battle, if nothing unexpected happens, Fang Qingyang and Han Yin will both advance. Next, the two will compete for the last spot in this area.

The two stood in the venue, facing each other.

"Some ability, actually promoted to the top 16 of the Longmen Conference."

Han Yin sneered, "It's a pity that you met me, your journey will stop here, and at the same time, your life!"

Fang Qingyang put his hand on the hilt of the Dragon Emperor Sword at his waist. Hearing Han Yin say this, he slowly raised his face, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Han Yin realized something, and a sense of crisis emerged.

His face suddenly changed, and he dodged to the side like crazy.

The sword light appeared!

Go forward!

Destroying with ease!

Unparalleled dominance!

Fang Qingyang put away his sword, a drop of blood dripping from the tip of the sword.

He scratched his ears, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Not far away, Han Yin's body was stiff, and above his face, a terrible sword mark was gradually splitting outwards.

Dominant sword!

A fatal blow!