What a waste of money!
This is the only opinion Qing Yunzong disciples have about Fang Xing's approach! Naturally, magic tools are needed in battle, and talismans are also needed, but I have never seen anyone using talismans and magic tools in this way, not to mention those magic tools that can be used many times, there are many talismans Seals and instruments are one-time consumables, and they will be discarded after such a messy use once.
I have seen such a waste, I have never seen such a waste!
What is even more painful is that many Qing Yunzong disciples discovered with sharp eyes that some of the things Fang Xing threw out were once their own...
No wonder this little bastard doesn't feel bad. His messy things are all snatched from others.
No matter what the outcome of this battle is, Fang Xing's reputation as the number one prodigal son of Qing Yunzong is assured.
"Boom boom boom..."
There was smoke around Hua Yuanye, the aura was raging, and the smoke...
The turbulent air flow lasted for half a stick of incense before slowly dissipating, revealing Hua Yuanye's figure.
"It's so pathetic..."
At this time, Hua Yuanye was still standing upright, but his whole body was completely unable to move, his body was damaged in many places, his clothes were burnt, his whole body was pitch black, his eyes were blurred, his body twitched, and black dirt gushed out of his mouth from time to time. Blood.
His sword was still in his hand, but it couldn't be called a sword anymore.
The body of the sword has been twisted, and the blade has seven or eight gaps, just like a saw.
Hua Yuanye destroyed the sword with his superb swordsmanship, blocked countless attacks, saved his life, but also destroyed the sword.
"Not dead yet?"
Fang Xing poked his head and looked at Hua Yuanye. I also secretly admire it in my heart.
With so many instruments and talismans, the power is so powerful that even he is scared, how can this bastard hold on
After a long time, the motionless Hua Yuanye slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Xing.
"Do you know... why did I work for Xiao Shi?"
Hua Yuanye did not make a move. He seemed to faint at any moment, but a wave of belief supported him to say this sentence.
Fang Xing was also a little curious, and said, "Why?"
Hua Yuanye's eyes suddenly became a little crazy, a little scary, and a little sad.
"Because... I have no money..."
When he said these words, Hua Yuanye's eyes seemed a little moist. With inexplicable sadness.
After speaking, he lay on his back and passed out.
Until he passed out, the expression on his face was extremely sad.
No one can describe his mood at this time, and the galloping back and forth of ten thousand muddy horses is not enough to describe the eventuality.
Because there is no money. So it can only be reduced to someone else's pawn.
However, in the end, it was lost in the hands of a very rich man...
Compared to losing to Fang Xing, he even felt that he hated Fang Xing's waste even more...
That's all money, this brat actually squanders it like this!
"Not having money is not a reason. When I first joined Qingyun Sect, I didn't have any money!"
Fang Xing came over to take a look at him, and seeing that he had indeed fainted, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
It's just that Hua Yuanye couldn't hear it at this time. Otherwise, I might ask Fang Xing how to make money.
At this moment, the audience was silent.
The title of the third master of Qing Yunzong's two generations finally ended in such a funny situation.
Hua Yuanye is a master. Even Fang Xing was not sure that he could defeat him without using a hundred and eight thousand swords.
But he's also a pathetic guy, and he has no money.
So he lost.
Fang Xing lost with money.
Xiao Shanhe's face in the audience was so ugly that he was about to squeeze out water.
Even he didn't expect this would be the result, he worked so hard to arrange Hua Yuanye to challenge Fang Xing, but in the end...
Even he couldn't help sighing, this brat really didn't play his cards according to common sense!
From his point of view, the talismans and one-time instruments that this brat consumed in this battle. In terms of value alone, unless he can grab Foundation Establishment Dan. Otherwise, no matter what reward you get, you will end up losing everything...
With Hua Yuanye, Xiaoqiantai was thrown out. Fang Xing himself was not in a hurry to go out, he sat down, and began to pick out those magic weapons that could be recycled and the talisman seals that had not had time to stimulate their power. He also felt distressed, the robber's family had no food left, so he had to recycle what could be recycled, if he just threw it away, he would be a prodigal.
"Come out soon!"
Elder Huang, who hosted the martial arts outside, urged.
Fang Xing rolled his eyes: "Are you paying me?"
Elder Huang was speechless: "Take them all out and pick them outside!"
Fang Xingdao: "Wait a little longer, the selection is almost over..."
Elder Huang said angrily: "You can't do it after you've picked it out, just throw the garbage on it, who will clean it for you?"
Fang Xing had no choice but to put all the things into the storage bag, step off the stage and pick them out slowly.
The Qing Yunzong disciples in the audience all looked at him with weird expressions, and he gave him a hard look: "Have you never seen a rich man?"
"If you have money, didn't you snatch it from us?"
At least seven or eight people began to slander in their hearts, but they dared not speak out.
Elder Huang, who presided over the martial arts performance, also smiled wryly. He was the one who persuaded Fang Xing to choose a method that could make money to practice, so that he would not have to worry about the resources for practice in the future. Wrong, this brat is naturally suitable for practicing Qingyun Nine Swords Art, anyway, no matter how he looks at it, it doesn't look like he will be short of money...
Shaking his head and ignoring him, he continued to enter the following martial arts performance.
It's just that after this wonderful battle of beating people with money, the following duel is a bit boring.
Siniang Xuan in the stands also looked at Fang Xing who was still picking and picking with a smile.
For her, Fang Xing's fighting style also made her feel fresh. She is very lively. Every time she goes to a place, she has to watch the martial arts performances of the disciples of various sects. She has seen all kinds of geniuses, wonderful duels, and actually got tired of watching all kinds of fighting methods, but this kid made her feel fresh and interesting, and felt different from others.
"My lord, this brat's prodigal appearance is comparable to that of the young master..." Granny Qian joked next to him.
"That's right, I want to give him that Foundation Establishment Pill directly!" Siniang Xuan laughed.
Xiao Shanhe and the others below were suddenly taken aback, cold sweat broke out from the palms of their frightened hands.
But luckily Siniang Xuan just said that and didn't take it seriously.
Four or five more duels were held in a row. It was already afternoon, and there were only ten people left to participate in the martial arts performance. There are three people from Fengtian Temple, and one person each from Shanhe Valley, Shuwen Valley, Qixia Valley, and Duanzhen Valley. From the perspective of the situation, it is balanced.
Duan Zhengu's entry into the top ten masters is Wu Tongtong. This honest and quiet person is actually quite good. He has already defeated three fellow players in a row. It can be said that he has broken into the top ten places by virtue of his strength. .
If it continues, it will be a battle between masters, and everyone is a little nervous.
But now, the rules have also changed, because the top ten masters have appeared, so there is no longer a mechanism for admitting defeat, but the top five will be determined first, and these five will compete for the top five rankings, and the five losers will compete for the bottom five rankings .
In other words, if you admit defeat once, you will have no chance to play against the top five again.
After announcing the rules, Elder Huang announced the next battle with a loud voice: "Fang Xing, fight Xu Lingyun!"
"What?"
Elder Qingniao stood up straight away with a stunned expression.
What she was most worried about before happened. Xu Lingyun did not confront Xiao Jianming first, but Fang Xing.
She wasn't very worried that Xu Lingyun would lose to Fang Xing, but she was worried that Xu Lingyun would be injured in the process of winning Fang Xing. In this way, in the duel with Xiao Jianming, Xu Lingyun would definitely suffer if he couldn't exert his full strength.
All the disciples of Qingyun Sect were also startled.
One is a rising rookie of the sect, and the other is a famous true biography. The result of the battle between these two is really hard to say.
Of course, Xu Lingyun will definitely win, but it's hard to say what price he will pay.
Fang Xing, who was sleeping with Erlang's legs crossed, was also awakened by the golden crow's wings. Looking at the astonished eyes of everyone around him, he was also a little confused. He knew that it must be his turn again, but he still didn't know who he was fighting against. But when he saw Xu Lingyun get up and slowly walk towards Xiao Qianyan, his mouth opened very wide... Are you kidding me
Confronting Senior Sister Lingyun? What if I hurt her
"I have to think of an idea..." Fang Xing thought bitterly.
"It's a little troublesome, I have to think of an idea..."
At the same time, Elder Qingniao, who was watching from a distance, was also thinking about countermeasures rapidly. Suddenly, a thought flashed in her mind, with a slight sneer at the corner of her mouth, she took out the jade talisman and sent out a sentence: "Xiaoman, come quickly!" see me!"