Chapter 63

On the Shenwuwei martial arts arena, the hot summer wind was blowing.Drops of sweat dripped from the faces of the people standing under the sun and fell to the ground, but no one spoke, they all stared at the people in the middle of the martial arts arena.

His father Fang Yun, his eldest brother Fang Kai, and even his mother and younger sister came to watch the martial arts performance.

Zhao Yang was very embarrassed. He never thought that his subordinate Fang Zhe, who had only practiced martial arts for less than two years, was going to challenge one of the eight deputy commanders of Tianliang City, Hunyuan Hand Zhong Jing.

Even if you remain undefeated in his hands, you will have to go to the border to guard the country and fight monsters.

Hunyuan hand Zhong Jing used to go all over the world in the early years, and he is also a good player in the world. Although he is not a murderer, he is not inferior to those thugs. Since he was recruited by Shenwuwei, his strength is also in Tianliang City Can be in the forefront.

He knew very well what kind of strength he needed to go to the border to save his life. Taking his sixth-rank strength as an example, if he was not careful, he would be buried in the mouth of monsters.

Fighting with humans is a completely different concept than fighting with monsters. When you go to the battlefield, you can't help yourself. If you don't pay attention, you will have to pay the price.

But Li Wenying proposed to let Fang Zhe compete with him. Although Hunyuan hand Zhong Jing was a little puzzled by Li Wenying's arrangement, he still obeyed the order.

He just defeated Fang Zhe. Could it be that his strength, which he had trained hard for 20 years, was no match for a kid who had been practicing martial arts for two years at such a young age.

During the rescue that day, although Fang Zhe and Guishou Lailian were seen fighting, the strength of Guishou Lailian was only a fake seventh rank after being demonized.

He had no doubts about whether he and Fang Zhe would win or lose. He just wanted to give Li Wenying some face and let Fang Zhe lose slowly, so as not to embarrass the young man so much.

"Fang Zhe, please! Fist and feet have no eyes, if you don't support it, you must say it in advance."

Hunyuan hand Zhong Jing said to Fang Zhe cautiously.

Fang Zhe was also very nervous in his heart. He had just entered the seventh rank, and he didn't have a deep grasp of the power of blood in his body. It was actually the first time to use the power of blood to fight, so it was normal to feel nervous.

If he hadn't come to Li Wenying to pick up a letter of recommendation, Li Wenying found out that he had entered the seventh rank, and forced Fang Zhe to try the martial arts competition, otherwise he would not have chosen to compete.

"Zhe'er, when you compete with Master Zhong, remember to admit defeat immediately when you can't win, don't hold on to it." Fang Yun stood aside and looked a little anxious. Fang Zhe had only practiced martial arts for a few years. Derby.

Except for the younger sister Fang Xuan who was cheering and cheering for her brother, her mother Yang Yuhuan and elder brother Fang Kai were very nervous.

"Zhe'er, if you can't beat him, immediately admit defeat. Look at you, you've lost weight after practicing martial arts for the past few days."

Everyone was speechless. They probably thought everyone was so "thin" in Madam's eyes, but they didn't dare to say these words.

"Mother, don't worry, I've been obsessed with martial arts recently. Although I'm getting thinner, my body is better than before. What's more, don't you feel relieved that Master Li is here?"

Everyone was speechless.

One said she was thin, and the other said she was obsessed with martial arts, and she became thinner day by day.But looking at Fang Zhe's appearance, where did he lose weight?

On the contrary, during this period of time, Fang Zhe's Mie Ji has achieved great success, and his exaggerated muscles now look more angular. At least some people believe that he is a horizontal martial artist.

Of course, just by looking at it, it pales into insignificance compared to a real horizontal martial artist.

"Fang Zhe, take action first!"

Hunyuan hand Zhong Jing shook his head, he also wanted to end this "farce" as soon as possible, so he couldn't wait to do it.

"Okay, then Brother Zhong, be careful." Although Zhong Jing is over 30 years old, he has no family, and calling him "Big Brother" doesn't mean he has messed up his seniority.

Seeing Zhong Jing like this, Fang Zhe naturally didn't dare to neglect. Although he knew that Zhong Jing would definitely keep his hand, it was the first time he used the power of blood to fight against the enemy, and it was the first time he fought, so he couldn't be careless.

Therefore, he did not use the power of blood at the first time, but used the power of the original body, which is equivalent to the peak of the seventh rank who does not use the power of blood, and even after the baptism of Mieji body, it is slightly beyond Some.

Carrying the gun with his arm, he did not choose to hide his clumsiness, and simply used the Phoenix Spear's first form, the Phoenix Nod, from Bai Niao Chao.

The palm wind whistled, but before the palm arrived, the sharp palm wind made Zhong Jing's face change.

He is a master who has been through the rivers and lakes, and he is used to fighting. Therefore, Fang Zhe felt threatened as soon as Fang Zhe made a move.

Are you kidding, he has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years. I don't know how many so-called geniuses have fallen into his hands in the past 20 years, and Fang Zhe has only been fighting for more than ten days since the last battle. Will it make him feel threatened?
"Good come!"

Although Zhong Jing was puzzled in his heart, he didn't dare to neglect his hands, and he raised his hands to greet him almost immediately.However, he was afraid of hurting Fang Zhe, so he only used [-]% of his strength for the first time.

"Bang".

The two palms faced each other. This time, there was almost no skill, it was completely head-to-head.

However, at the moment his palms collided, Zhong Jing regretted it.

It's big, he's completely big this time!

His name is Hunyuan Shou, but after he slapped Fang Zhe, he felt a burning pain in his palm. Although Fang Zhe did not use a big gun, he still showed off the sharpness of his marksmanship by holding the tip of the gun with his hand. vividly.

He used [-]% of his strength, and even went head-to-head, fighting against Fang Zhe with the mentality of "pointing out", but who would have thought that there would be a strong force coming from Fang Zhe's hand, and it was extremely hot, and he had a feeling of facing a strong enemy. a feeling of.

If it wasn't for Fang Zhe's last move, turning the stab into a slap, otherwise he would have been injured directly. If so, the strength is so great that he would almost be slapped away.

But how is this possible?

"Huh? It's so easy, Brother Zhong, you can't use your strength."

Fang Zhe didn't find any pressure. On the contrary, he was surprised to find that Zhong Jing's strength was very weak.

But is Jong Kyung weak?

Even though Zhong Jing has already passed the prime of life of 30 years old, but with 20 years of penance and his current strength as a sixth-rank warrior, the strength to endure it will definitely not be small.

The two fought very quickly, but they didn't use their blood and energy, and no one could see the difference.All I know is that the two had a head-on encounter, and it seemed that both sides were as stable as Mount Tai, and there was no movement.

Hearing Fang Zhe's words, he also took it seriously, thinking that Zhong Jing deliberately gave in.

(End of this chapter)

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