A draw with Chu Heng, one of the Nine Guards of the Dan Alliance, was already very powerful. The strength of the Lord of the Thirty-Two Halls was unparalleled, and that was about it.
But why did Fang Lin have to defeat this Chu Heng before he could secure his position as the master of the palace? What's the point
Many alchemists looked up and then lowered their heads deeply. It seemed that all this was being manipulated by Tiangang Su, who did not want Fang Lin to secure the throne of the palace master so easily.
"Chu Heng hasn't really shown his strength yet. Fang Lin can still resist it now, but once Chu Heng really shows his strength, Fang Lin will definitely not be his opponent."
"Yes, Fang Lin is destined to fail, no matter how hard he struggles."
"So what if we have seventeen consecutive victories? If we are not qualified in martial arts, we cannot serve as the master of the palace."
Many Dan League senior officials who were on the side of Tiangang Su Lao sneered. In their eyes, Fang Lin would definitely not be Chu Heng's opponent.
Elder Tiangang thought the same way. Even though Fang Lin had just shown extraordinary strength, Chu Heng, as the ninth guard of the Dan Alliance, had extraordinary strength. Among the masters of the Thirty-Two Halls, there were few of them. He could defeat Chu Heng. Fang Lin was so young and already had such profound attainments in alchemy. If he was stronger in martial arts than Chu Heng, it would be outrageous and simply unreasonable.
Even those senior officials of the Dan League who supported Fang Lin and stood on the side of Mr. Tiankuisu didn't have much confidence in this battle.
"Your strength should be more than this." Fang Lin looked at Chu Heng and said.
Chu Heng looked indifferent: "You are indeed qualified, let me go all out. I hope you don't blame me. You can only blame yourself for not being strong enough."
The corner of Fang Lin's mouth curved: "Within three moves, I will make you admit defeat."
Chu Heng's expression suddenly changed, with a trace of anger in his eyes.
"You are too arrogant." Chu Heng said.
Not only Chu Heng, but everyone present was also stunned by Fang Lin's almost arrogant words. Do you want Chu Heng to admit defeat within three moves? How confident is this? Don't you take Chu Heng seriously at all
Above the sky, Tiangang Su Lao snorted: "You are so young, but you don't know the depth. Even if you are a genius, you lack training and will never become a great person."
Elder Tiankui said disdainfully: "This is called self-confidence. Do you have to be like those disciples of yours who are not strong in martial arts and have mediocre attainments in alchemy?"
Elder Tiangang Su had a cold expression on his face: "If Fang Lin makes such arrogant words and is unable to follow through, he will not only lose his own face, but also lose the face of you as the master."
Elder Tiankuisu sneered: "I believe in my disciple, since he said so, he can definitely do it."
Elder Tiangang shook his head slightly, his eyes full of indifference. In his opinion, it was too ridiculous to make Chu Heng admit defeat within three moves, and it was impossible to do it.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Lin moved.
In an instant, with the power of Qi and blood in his body, coupled with the power of the Qilin demon bone, Fang Lin used the Qilin Fist. For a moment, the Qilin's shadow emerged, roaring and lingering around Fang Lin.
This punch contained ten percent of Fang Lin's power, almost nothing except the holy energy.
The punch had not yet arrived, but the terrifying pressure had already made the space seem to be distorted. The violent wind of the fist roared, making Chu Heng feel extremely terrifying pressure.
At this moment, Chu Heng's expression completely changed, becoming not at all relaxed but with a solemn look on his face.
Dinghaiquan!
Chu Heng also used his special move, and his inner energy surged out crazily like a sea wave. For a moment, there was a roar of waves, and countless fist seals swept out, intertwined in this wave of inner energy, and headed towards Fang Lin violently.
Boom! ! !
A deafening roar sounded, and the Qilin Fist smashed through the waves, crushing the many fists in the waves in an instant. Its power was not reduced at all, and it rushed straight towards Chu Heng.
Chu Heng's expression changed again and he made a seal in his hand.
Broken Sea Finger!
The finger light roared out, with the force of tearing the sky and splitting the sea, and violently collided with the Qilin Fist, resulting in the most intense conflict.
This time, Qilin Fist was finally blocked.
The fist mark was dim, but Chu Heng's finger also ran out of power.
Fang Lin only threw one punch, but Chu Heng made two consecutive moves to block Fang Lin's punch. This shows how amazing the power of this punch was.
Chu Heng's breathing was a little rapid. Fang Lin's punch just now was too powerful. He had to block it with two consecutive attacks. It was really hard to accept.
"Watch out, this is just the first move. Maybe you won't be able to catch the second move." Fang Lin said with a smile, the Qilin suit spread all over Fang Lin, showing his ferociousness.
Seeing Fang Lin's Qilin suit, Chu Heng was suddenly shocked and realized that it should be some kind of extremely powerful demon bone.
But a master like Chu Heng naturally has demon bones in his body.
Almost at the same time, Chu Heng also activated the demon bones in his body, and a low tiger roar sounded from Chu Heng's body.
Visible to the naked eye, Chu Heng's body swelled up and was filled with explosive power.
When Fang Lin saw this, he smiled coldly and used all the power of his demon bones to punch out.
boom!
Chu Hengyi also had the power of demon bones at this moment, so he was not afraid at all and chose to fight Fang Lin.
But this time, Chu Heng underestimated Fang Lin's power and overestimated his own strength.
With a click, Chu Heng's arms bent strangely, and he flew backwards, with a look of confusion and horror on his face.
The power of the punch actually caused Chu Heng, who had used the power of the demon bone, to fly upside down, and the bones in his hand were also shattered.
Fang Lin maintained his punching posture, the Kirin suit flashed with an icy cold light, and only a pair of indifferent eyes emerged from under the Kirin mask.
It was so quiet all around, there was no sound, you could hear a pin drop.
Above the sky, the two elders also looked solemn, especially the elder Tiangang, whose eyes almost didn't pop out.
Ahem
Continuous coughing sounds were heard, Chu Heng coughed up blood one after another, his face looked particularly pale, and his expression was bitter.
His right arm hung weakly by his side. The bones in his hand were obviously broken. Waves of pain surged up, seeming to tell Chu Heng that this was a fact and not an illusion.
"Do you want to continue?" Fang Lin's voice sounded, without joy or sadness, without any emotion, as if the shocking scene just now had nothing to do with him.
Chu Heng smiled bitterly and stood up: "I lost, you are better than me."
After saying that, Chu Heng apologized to the two elders on the sky and left directly.
It wasn't until Chu Heng left that everyone present realized what was going on, and there was an uproar.
Chu Heng actually gave up directly!
No one expected that this contest would end like this. Isn’t it too unexpected
Fang Lin raised his head and looked at Mr. Tiangang Su: "Old Su, is this junior qualified to assume the position of the master of the palace now?"