Bang bang bang bang...
The two fight with their bare hands, which is more violent than a sword fight.
Almost fisted.
Cang!
Two real swords were inserted on the martial arts stage, and the two continued to fight regardless.
"Impossible, my tremendous strength can't suppress the opponent." Yu Wentian became more and more angry as he fought, and became more and more mad. After the battle, he was almost insane.
Li Fuchen is also playing his own strength wantonly.
Yu Wentian is very similar to him, with similar physical strength, similar cultivation level, and close combat ability.
"happy."
Li Fuchen's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and it had been a long time since he had not had a full fight. It was a pleasure to crush his opponent, but it was not hearty enough.
The master is always lonely.
Only when you encounter a real opponent can you reflect the value of a master.
Click!
The Waizong Tournament Platform was the hardest pile of rocks, but under the devastation of the two, the rocks cracked one by one, and fist-sized crushed stones sputtered with vigor.
"Are these two people still human?"
"Monsters are not as violent as they are."
"Compared to a monster."
Everyone held their breath and watched without blinking.
"Thunderbolt leg!"
Yuwentian's martial arts training was more comprehensive than Li Fuchen's. A yellow-level top-level leg technique was deployed, and the competition platform split a gap more than one meter long.
"The wind is flashing fast."
When the whirlwind leg technique was applied to Li Fuchen, it could no longer be regarded as a simple yellow-level intermediate leg technique. It seemed to be integrated into Li Fuchen's blood and became Li Fuchen's instinct.
Whoosh whoosh...
Li Fuchen's figure fluttered, leaving behind afterimages.
Just when Yuwentian's eyes were sore.
Li Fuchen attacked.
The shadow of the black legs shrouded in the past.
Although Yuwentian had both offensive and defensive capabilities, he could not stop Li Fuchen's attack waiting for an opportunity. Within a few blinks, he was kicked three or four feet, and his body flew upside down.
Cang!
Yu Wentian's luck was good. There was a real sword on the inverted flight path. After pulling out the real sword, Yu Wentian took a deep breath, a heavy drop, and his body fell heavily on the ground.
"Eat my sword."
With the real sword in hand, Yu Wentian's strength has increased for an unknown amount, and the splendid sword light vents towards Li Fuchen.
Li Fuchen retreated quickly, and in the process of retreating, he kept kicking the gravel on the table towards Yuwentian.
"Li Fuchen, do you only know to escape?"
Yu Wentian smashed one piece of rubble into pieces. With these pieces of rubble blocking him, he couldn't catch up with Li Fuchen and couldn't help but coldly said.
Unconsciously, Li Fuchen also came to the side of another true sword.
Cang!
Pulling out the true sword, Li Fuchen said: "Escape, you are too overestimating yourself."
"If you are not defeated today, I promise not to give up."
Yu Wentian roared, and the pale golden vitality surged on the true sword, turning into a huge pale golden mist sword, and slashed towards Li Fuchen.
"I'm afraid you don't have this ability."
Li Fuchen refused to retreat, holding the pale red fog sword in his hand, brazenly confronted him.
Cang!
This time it was a real sword, not a wooden sword anymore, and none of the swords were broken.
But the force of the collision between the two swords was even greater, and the pale golden and pale red mist erupted, diluted, and instantly spread over half of the martial arts platform.
On the competition stage, some fine stones floated up, and then shot out.
"How deep are these two people's anger!"
The outer disciple in the back row was stunned.
"Five-star root bone is worthy of five-star root bone."
Li Fuchen sighed secretly, with a stronger sense of war in his eyes.
The two fought for three hundred rounds, and the outcome was still undivided.
But a discerning person can tell that Li Fuchen has a greater advantage.
Yuwentian's swordsmanship is domineering, but not smart enough.
And Li Fuchen's swordsmanship is not only fierce, but also carries a kind of imagination.
Yuwentian is still limited to the swordsmanship routine, and Li Fuchen has already gone beyond this routine and added his own things.
This is a gap in understanding.
"Xinghuo started a prairie fire."
In the 398th round, Li Fuchen suddenly performed his trick in the Scarlet Fire Sword Art.
With a sword coming out, the light red sword light was like a spark, when it hit Yuwentian's swordsmanship, it burst out instantly, turning into a prairie fire, and swept in madness.
Puff puff puff...
One after another burnt black holes appeared on the clothes, and Yuwentian stepped back in embarrassment.
"This is the time."
Li Fuchen's eyes lit up, and the true sword in his hand drew a perfect arc from left to right. The light red arc was like a waning moon, illuminating the competition platform.
Yellow-level low-level swordsmanship-half-moon swordsmanship.
Be it!
The real sword in Yuwentian's hand flew out and shot below the martial arts stage.
Don't underestimate the low-level swordsmanship, the master duel, the timing is fleeting, the low-level swordsmanship can save a lot of time for accumulating energy, and directly explode.
"mean."
Yuwen froze for a moment, and roared.
"I won honestly, how can I say it mean?" The other party had no sword, as if the tiger had no minions, and Li Fuchen would not attack the other party, and said lightly.
Yuwentian said: "With a sword in hand, you can't beat me."
"I'm sorry, your sword was knocked into the air by me, and another sword, I will also knock it into the air. You are still not my opponent."
"Whatever you say."
Yuwentian walked off the stage with a gloomy expression.
"This can be won, is there any reason."
Guan Peng was dumbfounded.
Guan Hong and Guan Yan are also dumbfounded.
There are too many dumbfounded people. Shangguanhong, Fang Liehai, and Qin Shaoyu didn't want to believe this fact.
"He actually won."
For a moment, Wu Qingmei felt like she was dreaming.
Everything is too unreal.
When she saw Li Fuchen for the first time, she didn't put Li Fuchen in her eyes at all, just treating the other party as a somewhat powerful disciple.
How long has passed since the opponent even defeated Yu Wentian.
"Forget it, when you enter the Guiyuan Realm, there should be some changes in the situation."
Wu Qingmei stopped thinking about these messy things.
"interesting."
Zhao Mingyue had a slight interest in Li Fuchen.
On the rostrum, the elders of the Inner Zong were discussing.
"It's a good year. From the perspective of overall strength, it's going to chase Jianchi's year."
"Yes, Yuwen Tian can be comparable to Jianhu, and Li Fuchen's kendo comprehension can be comparable to Jianzi."
"Although the last Tyrant Sword was good, he was the only one who was outstanding."
"Let's take a look again! If he is still so dazzling after entering the inner sect, it doesn't hurt to give him the identity of the inner sect Tianjiao."
"This proposal is good, first observe and observe."
…
When the competition field was full of noise, a figure flashed onto the competition stage, Xiao Changfeng.
Next, he began to announce the ranking of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect and the rewards of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect.
There are two rewards, the first is contribution points, and the second is the qualification to redeem a Xuan-level martial arts cheat.
Li Fuchen was the first, and directly rewarded one hundred thousand contribution points.
It takes six or seven years for the elders of the outer sect to earn one hundred thousand contribution points. I am envious of others. Of course, the elders of the outer sect earn job contribution points. With more than five contribution points, in this way, they can take care of the foreign sect and be in no distractions.
At this point, the grand but not cumbersome Outer Sect disciple contest is over. Li Fuchen’s emergence has made him remembered by many people. I believe that it will not be long before Li Fuchen’s name will be carved on the wall of Outer Sect’s mountain, and he will become a man from then on. Part of Lanzong history.