"If you are downwind, I will come first," Feng Buhui took a step forward, saluting Yang An.
Feng Buhui is the well-deserved big brother of the July mercenary squad, Feng Buhui has the most solid basic profound skills among the crowd, he has just broken through the Tianxuan in the past few days, and he is also one of the best among the crowd just by looking at hard skills .
Yang An has long noticed that Feng Buhui, the men and women in the July team, tall and short, really don't look like a regular mercenary team.
Among them, only Feng Buhui looked most like a mercenary. He was full of heaven, his breath was calm, and he had the air of a general when he walked.
Yang An couldn't help but nodded, thinking to himself that this kid is still a bit decent, unlike the group of cats and dogs in the morning, everyone ran to the martial arts hall.
"Thinking about it, you have already guessed it. There are only two ways to get through here, one is to remove the stone tiger and lion. This stone tiger and lion weighs six hundred and sixty-six catties, and you need someone with strange strength to move it." .Or fight with me. Those who choose to fight with me only need to be able to block my three moves." Yang An has served the Bossian mercenary king for many years, and his strength has reached Tianxuan Dacheng. He has rich experience in actual combat, and it is almost impossible to defeat him.
"I choose to remove the stone tiger and lion," Feng Buhui only paused for a moment before making a decision.
Yang An is also a senior with senior qualifications in the mercenary world. Feng Buhui considered that there will be challenges to participate in later, so he didn't want to spend too much profound energy.
"Come forward," Yang An moved a few steps away, leaving room for Feng Buhui to come forward.
"No, just stand where Buhui is. Senior Yang, be careful," Feng Buhui stretched out his right hand, and saw a dazzling light from the demon pattern on his arm. A crossbow made of profound energy.
"Mysterious Qi Transformation Crossbow? It seems that it's not only a compass, but also comprehended a new profound skill after being promoted to Tianxuan," Yue Jinghua couldn't help but nodded when he saw it.
Feng Buhui's demon pattern is extremely domineering. When he transformed into a demon crossbow, the arrow he released was enough to split mountains and rubble. It's a pity that after transforming into a demon crossbow, Feng Buhui is too hostile, and one time of transforming into a demon crossbow consumes a lot of profound energy. With too much energy, Feng Buhui will only turn into a demon crossbow when facing a major crisis.
Feng Bugui had already drawn his bow to gather his energy, only to hear him draw the bow and strum the strings, like a shooting star in the dark night, polishing the entire night sky.
The fierce and domineering arrow was like a dragon going out to sea, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and rushed towards the stone tiger and lion.
After a deafening noise, the stone tigon exploded.
Although Yang An dodged in time, jumped to the side in time, and avoided the bad luck of being hit by stone fragments, but when he looked back, the corners of his mouth twitched,
A quarter earlier, it was majestic and majestic, but the stone tiger and lion lying at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall had been torn apart, its head, hands and feet were all separated.
"Deacon Yang, does this count as passing?" Feng Buhui asked from the side.
Yang An pretended to cough a few times to cover up his embarrassment, and he waved his hand to signal that Feng would not regret the past.
This arrow is very delicate. This young mercenary's strength is very good. If there is no accident, he should be able to pass the Xuyang test smoothly.
"Hehe, uncle, you see that the stone tigers and lions are all gone. Why don't you just let us all pass by?" The compass saw that the stone tigers and lions blocking the way were blown away by the wind. Grinning, he walked up to Yang An, nodding and bowing.
Feng Bugui is worthy of being everyone's good partner, and he also knows how to clear obstacles for the people behind.
"Who said that, this is just one of the stone tigers and lions, someone, bring my copper tiger and lion here." Yang An stared, and made the compass back a few steps in fright, "Fat boy, Don't try to pick up ready-made cheap ones. Let me tell you, I love collecting all kinds of tiger and lion statues. This stone tiger and lion weighs only 666 catties. I have the rest of the copper tiger and lion weighing 777 catties. , the silver tiger and lion weighs 888 catties, and the gold tiger and lion weighs 999 catties, which one do you want to choose?"
Compass glanced at his own short arms and legs, and then saw that even if it was broken to the ground, the wreckage still had stone fragments as high as a hill, and secretly groaned, where is the old bastard, this is not a human being read.
Compass mung bean-sized eyes rolled a few times, "Then I'd better choose to do a few tricks with the old man, just said a few tricks? Three tricks?"
Yang An stared at the figure like a compass ball, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, "Others have three tricks. If you kid can pass two tricks under my hands, you will pass."
This fat man's eyes are slack, and his fat body is comparable to some kind of animal that presses oil. His limbs are weak, and he can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. Even if he killed Yang An, he would not believe that with his compass figure, he could do two tricks under his hands.
"Uncle, what counts as two moves?" Compass asked.
"If you don't fall to the ground after two moves, and you still have one breath left, then you have won." Yang An has been sitting in the martial arts hall, ignorant of what happened outside.
Unexpectedly, Yang An just finished speaking, and the mung bean eyes on the fat man's plate immediately glowed with infinite spirit.
"Uncle, I'm ready, come on," Compass breathed in, put his chest in his chest, and made a crappy horse stance.
"Fat boy, you are not clear-headed, you want me to make a move first?" Yang An's implication is that if the fat man makes a move, as long as the fat man makes two moves, the fat man will win if he is not hurt by his profound energy. Who knew that Fatty challenged the difficulty and let himself do it.
"Uncle Yang, you can just shoot, he... is very resistant," Qin Dongting already regarded Yang An as a senior, and his words were very respectful.
Forget it, if he didn't make a move, with this kid's strength, even if he entered the martial arts hall, he would still be beaten to death. In order to avoid unnecessary personal injury, Yang An, a villain, should be taken care of.
In desperation, Yang An had no choice but to walk forward with a frown, looked at the compass, and muttered in his heart, how much strength he had to use so as not to cripple this kid.
After pondering for a while, he finally set his sights on Compass' belly, gathered his profound energy, and hit Compass' belly with his palm.
Although Compass only used three parts of his force, the punch was still loud enough to shatter a waist-thick tree.
Yang An originally thought that with this punch, Compass would have to lie down and rest for ten days and a half months, but he didn't know that when he punched down, he felt a force of ingenuity absorbing all the force from his palm.
The five short figures of Luo Pan insisted on standing on the spot, motionless.
"Uncle, this is a trick!" How could Yang An know that Compass has a unique body protection with divine patterns, not to mention that he uses only three parts of his strength, even if he uses five parts of his strength, Compass can still use the flying gods on his body to protect his body. Once resolved.
The rest of the July Mercenary Squad couldn't help being overjoyed, and Feng Buhui gave the compass a thumbs up to express his appreciation.
It's just that, Yang An lost face, he snorted: "Fat boy, I can't see, you are a hidden one, and you don't want to be complacent, you still have a palm."