"I won't show mercy!" After Qing Jianzi said that, he stopped smiling and his expression became serious.
Fang Lin stopped joking, and his face was full of seriousness.
The competition stage is wide enough for the two of them to completely let go of their hands and feet to duel, and it is surrounded by a magic circle, so there is no need to worry about affecting other people outside the competition stage.
This battle has nothing to do with victory or defeat, it is just a discussion, but neither Fang Lin nor Qing Jianzi showed the slightest carelessness or contempt.
The two were about ten steps apart, staring at each other, neither of them taking action immediately.
In fact, the competition has already begun, and they are all waiting for the other party to make the first move, because making the first move means that flaws will be exposed.
Time passed little by little, and everyone in the audience was a little anxious waiting, but no one was talking nonsense. Anyone who dared to talk nonsense would probably be beaten to death by the elders present.
Just when everyone was staring at the two people on the stage, Fang Lin and Qing Jianzi moved almost at the same time.
Qing Jianzi punched with great momentum, and Fang Lin also punched with full force.
boom! ! !
In an instant, the two people's fists collided hard together, just like two stubborn rocks colliding, making a dull sound.
Fang Lin backed away with a trace of surprise on his face, and Qing Jianzi also backed away, frowning.
"Come again!" Qing Jianzi shouted, and Fang Lin didn't show the slightest fear. The two of them fought in the most direct way, with fists hitting the flesh, which made everyone gasp.
Under such a collision, Fang Lin's physical advantage gradually emerged. Although Qing Jianzi's physical body was also very strong, it was still weaker than Fang Lin after all.
Everyone could see that Fang Lin had the advantage. Qing Jianzi was forced back by Fang Lin's offensive and was almost at the edge of the competition stage.
The disciples of Wuzong looked extremely anxious. Could it be that their senior brother Qing Jianzi, who had always been invincible in their minds, was going to lose to Fang Lin today
Naturally, the disciples of the Dan Sect cheered and kept cheering for Fang Lin. If Fang Lin defeated Qing Jianzi, it would be an honor for the entire Dan Sect. In the future, when the Dan Sect disciples see these Wuzong disciples again, they will not be dissatisfied. It feels like a human being.
"This kid is actually so strong physically." Xing Tianxiao, the leader of the Wuzong not far away, looked at the competition stage and said with a slight surprise.
"I'm afraid this son has tempered his body with the treasures of heaven and earth, otherwise it would be difficult to reach this level at this age." said an elder of the Wuzong.
"Although the physical body is strong, Qing Jianzi's strength has not yet been demonstrated. It is hard to say whether he will win this battle." Another elder said.
Many people nodded in agreement. Although Qing Jianzi was at a disadvantage in the current scene, this was just the beginning. Neither Qing Jianzi nor Fang Lin had used any real methods.
Qing Jianzi kept retreating, and was about to reach the edge of the competition stage. At this moment, Qing Jianzi let out a long roar, and the harsh sound made everyone present feel pain in their ears.
Fang Lin was the closest and could be said to be the first to bear the brunt. He suddenly felt his head buzzing, his head dizzy and his body shaking.
"No!" Fang Lin was shocked. Qing Jianzi actually mastered such magical powers. He had never seen him use them before.
At that moment, Fang Lin immediately pulled back, but was still hit by Qing Jianzi, causing his chest to feel tight.
Qing Jianzi reversed the situation in an instant and immediately seized the opportunity. His whole body turned into a strong wind and rushed directly to Fang Lin.
Three consecutive palms landed on various parts of Fang Lin's body. After three palms, Fang Lin felt a wave of discomfort in his body, as if his meridians were stagnant and he was unable to raise his internal energy.
"Digging acupuncture points?" Fang Lin was even more surprised. Qing Jianzi actually learned the method of tapping acupuncture points. These three palms were not very powerful, but they were very deadly and made Fang Lin unable to use his inner energy freely.
Facing Qing Jianzi's next violent attack, Fang Lin immediately used his power to break the mountains, and the shadow of the giant beast appeared to protect himself.
At the same time, a giant white elephant roared and appeared behind Fang Lin. It raised its thick elephant legs and fell towards Qing Jianzi.
Qing Jianzi didn't dare to be careless. He patted the Jiugong pouch and took out a black sword the size of a door panel.
"Open it!" Qing Jianzi swung his black sword, and suddenly a black sword shadow flew out and struck directly on the white giant elephant.
With a bang, the giant white elephant collapsed. Qing Jianzi groaned and staggered back a few steps.
Fang Lin also shook for a while, his face turned slightly pale, and his Baixiang Zhenyue Jin was broken by Qing Jianzi.
Of course, Qing Jianzi was not relaxed either. He was struck by the power of Bai Xiang Zhenyue Jin. At this moment, his energy and blood surged, and he felt waves of discomfort.
At this moment, Fang Lin had broken open the stagnant acupuncture points, and his internal energy was restored freely. He kicked his feet and performed the Nine Heavenly Steps. His whole body was like a ghost, with no trace to be found.
What Qing Jianzi hates the most is that Fang Lin's movement technique is too tricky, and movement technique is not what Qing Jianzi is good at, so when he sees Fang Lin using the Nine Heavens Footwork, he Extreme headache.
Fortunately, Qing Jianzi was not without a way to deal with it. At this moment, he remained unchanged in response to all changes. He blocked the black long sword behind him, took out a silver long sword, and stared at the erratic Fang with wary eyes. Forest.
When Fang Lin saw Qing Jianzi's response, he also secretly praised him. He knew very well that his Jiuchongtian footwork was exquisite. It was sheer nonsense to try to keep up with Jiuzhongtian's footwork.
Only by remaining unchanged in response to all changes can we compete with Jiuzhongtian's footwork.
At that moment, Fang Lin also took out a big bone stick and rushed towards Qing Jianzi from the side.
when! ! !
Qing Jianzi swung his sword, and Fang Lin danced the big bone stick, making a sound of gold and iron. Qing Jianzi shook and was immediately knocked backwards.
Fang Lin had a blood mark on his wrist, which was caused by the sword energy.
Qing Jianzi secretly thought that something was wrong. Fang Lin's strength was too amazing, and it was unwise to fight with him head-on. He immediately used a set of exquisite sword moves to deal with Fang Lin with his ingenuity.
Fang Linkong had strength, but it was restricted by sword moves and could not be used, and gradually lost his advantage.
Sword moves are Qing Jianzi's advantage. His use and understanding of swords have already reached a very high level. As long as he has a sword in his hand, his strength will increase by at least 30%.
Moreover, Qing Jianzi's sword moves are all extremely concise and sophisticated, without too many pretense, and all moves go straight to the point.
Even though this was just a discussion, it gave Fang Lin a rather sinister feeling.
The fight was in full swing on the stage, and everyone in the audience was also cheering. This was a competition between the most talented disciples of Dan Zong and Wu Zong.
"Fang Lin, how long are you going to hold on?" Qing Jianzi forced Fang Lin back with a sword and shouted.