The Art of the Great Sword

"Bang!"

Helpless, Su Zhe could only cross the spear and block Fang Qingyang's punch.

I thought I could get a moment of respite, but who knew that after Fang Qingyang got close to him, she started attacking him with her fists and feet like crazy.

What are fighting skills?

Many people think that if their fists and feet are powerful, they are brave enough, and they move forward indomitably, this is considered a fight, but this is at most a reckless act.

Even those with physical training may not understand the true fighting skills.

Because these things can only be understood through actual combat again and again. The more times you walk on the edge of life and death, the faster you grow.

Of course, all this requires extremely high talent and understanding.

Murong Jiu was born with physical fitness!

He had no disciples and no inheritance. He only wrote his life's battle experience into the War King Code and placed it in the plaque of Dongchuan Academy.

Anyone who can understand it can accept his inheritance.

Murong Jiu had been fighting at the border for so many years and had gone through life and death countless times. How terrifying was the combat experience he had accumulated?

Although Su Zhe's silver snake marksmanship was terrifying, he could find opportunities to kill with one shot, but the distance could not be extended and the spear could not be used at all.

In addition, he was not good at close combat, so he was beaten by Fang Qingyang and retreated continuously, leaving scars all over his body.

Fortunately, he was wearing a high-grade magical weapon that blocked most of the attacks for him, so he was not beaten to death by Fang Qingyang's quick punches.

"Bang bang bang..."

The heart-wrenching sounds kept coming. In the darkness, Fang Qingyang looked more like a snake than Su Zhe.

After entangling the prey, it becomes tighter and tighter, without giving the prey any chance to breathe until it dies.

Everyone was dumbfounded. After Su Zhe's whereabouts were captured, the situation turned around in such an exaggerated way?

Is Fang Qingyang's fighting ability so strong?

Not to mention Su Zhe, even if he were another physically strong person of the same level, he would still be beaten in front of Fang Qingyang who was proficient in fighting skills.

"Not bad, not bad."

Murong Jiu nodded repeatedly in praise, a smile appeared on his determined face.

As early as when he learned Fang Qingyang's identity, the tenderness in his heart had already been touched. Fang Xuanxiao was his eldest brother and the person he respected the most.

Now, the eldest brother's son also came to Dongchuan Academy and broke all previous records to rectify his father's name.

The most important thing is that he also learned the War King Code that he passed down.

Simply perfect!

Xia Yan did not express his position, but anyone could see the sparkle in his eyes.

Zuo He, the president of the Seventh Branch of Jianta, once wrote to him personally, asking him to take more care of Fang Qingyang, which he took seriously.

During the banquet, Fang Qingyang stood up for Ye Qingcang. When he was about to defeat Sikong Teng, he stopped him and told him not to be too ostentatious when he first arrived.

Fang Qingyang was obviously a smart man. He realized this and turned around and left neatly.

Xia Yan had someone contact him privately and give him a pulse-protecting pill to express his feelings. In fact, at that time, he was betting that Fang Qingyang would be able to fulfill his talent in the future.

And he...did it!

It's like passing a small sapling. Although I didn't plant it myself, I watered it and applied some fertilizer. Now I can see the sapling growing vigorously. How can I not be happy?

Jiang Ding frowned, Su Zhe was Su Chen's younger brother and the second young master of the Su family.

He can't die!

However, due to the rules, he could not give a verbal reminder.

The battle continues!

Su Zhe had been beaten until he was covered in blood and unconscious, but he still did not let go of the spear in his hand.

Fang Qingyang sneered. There was only one reason why the other party refused to surrender. He was dissatisfied with the current results and had a back-up plan.

Otherwise, there is no need to hold back on saying the two words that come out of your mouth just by moving your lips.

"Did Su Zhe be beaten so hard that he couldn't fight back?"

"Yes, why doesn't he surrender?"

"You're not going to be beaten to death!"

"This is the second young master of the Su family!"

Many viewers were frightened.

They didn't feel much when Fang Qingyang killed Zhou Heng, because Zhou Heng was from the Zhou Dynasty, and they didn't know much about him, so he died as a matter of fact.

But Su Zhe, that was the prodigy of the Sword Dynasty, the second young master of the Su family!

If he was killed on the spot by Fang Qingyang, it would probably have extremely bad consequences, and the Su Mansion would not agree to it.

‘Is he about to use that shot? ’

Sikong Teng watched all this with an expressionless face. He realized that Fang Qingyang was extremely capable of fighting at close quarters and he should be careful to avoid it.

At the same time, he knew the reason for Su Zhe's forbearance.

Su Zhe has a move, which is a hidden method. He usually only uses it when he is fighting for his life. If the shot is thrust out, there is no way to dodge it and he can only take it head-on!

Su Zhe relied on this move to assassinate a monk at the second level of the supernatural realm. In a head-on confrontation, he was fatal with one blow!

Of course, since he did not completely control this move, he had to pay a heavy price.

After being defeated to this point, Su Zhe still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat. It was most likely that he was accumulating the power of this move. He... was going to fight to the death!

If he loses to Fang Qingyang, then he will become a stepping stone for others to rise and become a joke, which is extremely embarrassing.

If you win, even if you pay a lot of money, you still win!

He wants to fight!

"Bang!"

Fang Qingyang knocked Su Zhe back more than ten meters with a knee and fell to the edge of the ring.

At this moment, Su Zhe was covered with wounds and exuded a strong smell of blood. Even in the dark, he could still be easily locked onto.

Fang Qingyang did this because he wanted to see what other tricks he had.

"Give up."

Fang Qingyang smiled faintly, "You are too weak. I don't want to kill you."

"Is... is that so?"

Su Zhe stood up with all his strength. He staggered, with a look of anger and determination in his eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never been defeated so badly.

He would not be willing not to kill Fang Qingyang!

"Crack."

Su Zhe clenched the spear and injected his blood into it. After doing all this, he was already weak and paused, almost falling down.

But he relied on his willpower to hold on. At this moment, his face became extremely hideous, revealing an absolute killing intent.

When the blood was injected into the spear, blood-colored lines appeared on the originally ice-blue spear body, as if a terrifying force suddenly emerged, which was very mysterious.

Even the formation could not block this bloody light.

Then, Su Zhe desperately stabbed Fang Qingyang with this gun.

At the moment of shooting, his own vitality was constantly absorbed, and the whole person suddenly became much more vicissitudes, and finally turned into this terrifying gun!

Fang Qingyang's face froze.

He suddenly found that this stabbing gun...

He couldn't dodge it!

It was a very strange feeling!

Whether to the left or the right, all the next actions he might take were calculated by this gun.

Like a trapped bird, it can't fly out of the cage.

No matter how the brain works, it can't think of a way to resolve it.

The time is short, but a moment.

Then, this gun arrived!

"Puff!"

Fang Qingyang was pierced through the chest.