Fang Zhengzheng said no more, and looked at Xing Qingsui.
In fact, there was no intersection between him and Xing Qingsui. He even learned the name Xing Qingsui from Yan Xiu. Whether it was in the literary test or the martial arts test, both of them were No real meeting.
However, from the rising fighting spirit on Xing Qing's body, he could vaguely guess the fighting style of the Zhenguo Mansion disciple in front of him, who was described by Yan Xiu as having a madman's desire for fighting.
perhaps…
This is also the fighting style of the Zhenguofu disciples.
If you sail against the current, you will retreat if you don't advance.
In the battle, you can understand the way of all things, and even let your body adapt to the blood on the battlefield.
"boom!"
Xing Qingsui's Meteor Black Sword and Pingyang's Fire Lin Spear collided again.
This is already the fifth time the two have fought against each other.
Countless knife-like air blades were flying around the two people, causing the area around them to be almost turned into rubble, with broken swords and broken stones everywhere.
But this time.
Xing Qingsui only retreated less than three meters.
The candidates who were retreating to the side opened their mouths when they saw such a fierce battle. They had never thought that the battle between Xing Qingsui and Pingyang would actually end like this
Head-to-head? !
The fire lin gun in Pingyang's hand was still shining brightly, and flames were rising.
However, Fang Zhengzheng noticed that Pingyang's chest was rising and falling much faster than before, and Cherry's little mouth was breathing slightly.
The Fire Lin Gun is indeed one of the top ten treasures of the Daxia Dynasty.
However, if the person using it is not strong enough to fully control this Fire Lin Spear, then the burden will be equally heavy.
This is true of everything, just like there is no medicine that is completely free of side effects.
After all, Pingyang's strength only reached the peak of the Star Gathering Realm. After using the Fire Lin Spear again and again, there was not much breath left in her small world.
This doesn't work too well for her.
But Xingqing's method is to confront her head-on, and confront her without dodging. This method is definitely the most beneficial to Pingyang.
Then, she would naturally not consider fighting with Xing Qing Sui You again.
so…
She could only keep fighting.
Xing Qingsui's breathing was obviously much heavier than Pingyang's. His chest was heaving like a windmill, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the clothes on his back were completely stuck to his body.
However, the sword in his hand has always been stable.
No matter how deep the footprints his feet left on the ground, no matter how tired he was, his hand holding the sword never trembled at all.
"Fight!" Xing Qingsui moved forward again.
Pingyang's Fire Lin Spear also thrust out again.
In the overwhelming flames. Xing Qing used the domain transformed from his fighting spirit to easily cut through the flames, and then. The meteor black sword slashed out from top to bottom again the moment the golden light approached.
"boom!"
Without any surprise, the meteor black sword collided with the golden light.
This seems to be something everyone can predict.
What was unpredictable was that Xing Qingsui was not immediately knocked back this time. After slashing the meteor black sword in his hand, he actually completed an upward movement with the slash.
"boom!"
The golden light trembled, and the air blade burst out.
The two figures flew away instantly.
The distance reaches four meters.
It was further extended than the previous blow.
Then, everyone's eyes were widened at this moment, and they couldn't believe it at all, because. Among these four meters, one meter was retreated by Pingyang.
From the beginning of the fight between the two to now, Pingyang was knocked back for the first time.
Xing Qingsui retreated the same three meters as the fifth time.
"In a head-to-head confrontation, you actually knocked back Pingyang who had the Fire Lin Spear?!"
"Isn't this incredible?"
None of the candidates wanted to believe it.
Pingyang couldn't believe it either. She was holding the Fire Lin Gun in her hand, and for the first time a surprised expression flashed through her clear eyes.
because. just now.
She originally thought it would be the same situation as the previous five times.
But he was completely changed by a casual strike of the meteor black sword in Xing Qing's hand.
She never thought that Xing Qingsui would still have the energy to complete that upward strike, because he should be knocked back by her.
This is Pingyang's idea, and it is also the idea of the candidates around him.
But this was not what Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu had in mind.
"What do you think?" Fang Zhengzheng asked.
"It's difficult." Yan Xiu shook his head slightly.
Fang Zhengzheng's question was very general, while Yan Xiu's answer was very vague.
However, both of them understood the meaning of the other's words.
Fang Zhengzheng and Yan Xiu were discussing at the side. But Pingyang was completely angry at this time. If she couldn't defeat Xing Qingsui with the Fire Lin Spear, how could she win the first place in the martial arts test and defeat the defeated party Zheng Zheng
Therefore, Pingyang became somewhat crazy at this moment.
She pounced.
Like a fire elf ignited by anger.
Xing Qingsui naturally would not retreat, his eyes flashed with a beast-like light, and he held the sword tightly in his hand. Like it was his life.
"Boom boom boom..."
A series of impacts rang out.
The Fire Lin Gun in Pingyang's hand kept firing out one shot after another.
Flames surged in the air, and golden light flickered around Xing Qingsui's body like a ghost seeking life.
However, whenever that golden light approached his body, his sword was already waiting in front of the golden light.
Pingyang's footsteps moved forward bit by bit.
It was extremely difficult for her to walk, because every time she pushed Xing Qingsui back, Xing Qingsui would pounce on him again as quickly as possible, which made it impossible for her to suppress him severely.
Xing Qingsui's expression was as calm as ever, and in his calmness was a kind of unyielding belief.
Although some parts of his black armor had been torn by the air blade, and although the sweat on his face had fallen like rain, he didn't care at all.
Time and time again, he desperately used the sword in his hand to collide with Pingyang's Fire Lin Spear.
From beginning to end, he never dodged once.
The battle between the two seemed to be in a tense state, so fierce that even the candidates standing on the rocks around them stopped fighting.
Everyone looked at the two figures desperately colliding with each other.
They all want to know how this fierce battle will end.
Only a few people know.
This seemingly fierce battle is actually coming to an end.
Among these few people were Fang Zhengzheng, Yan Xiu, Nangong Mu, and a middle-aged man who had been standing closest to the battle between the two.
He was wearing very ordinary clothes and looked a little frail. There was a looming scar on his neck.
But, strangely enough, his clothes were clean.
It was a piece of clothing as clean as the blue gown Fang Zheng was wearing, as if there had never been a battle. (To be continued.)
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