The rain of rocks suddenly stopped, and then a huge stone floated in the air and hit Qin Fan amidst Yang Yue's trembling cold shout.
...Qin Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and immediately avoided it.
boom!
The huge boulder made a big crater where he was just now, and the ground was shaking.
"Qin BeiJi, you coward, why are you hiding?" Yang Yue cursed angrily.
Qin Fan sneered: "You hit me and you still don't let me hide. How can there be such truth in the world?"
"Hmph, let me see where you hide this time!"
Rub rub rub rub...
Suddenly, dozens of silver lights suddenly lit up around Qin Fan. Those were the formations arranged by Yang Yue in advance.
The rocks on the ground suddenly flew into the air, and then gathered into a dozen huge rocks, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed down towards Qin Fan.
"Haha, I've set up the magic circle here a long time ago, and you came here without any precautions. I'll see where you hide this time!" Yang Yue laughed proudly.
"With your IQ, do you dare to be called the number one grandmaster? You'd better give me the title quickly!"
"As long as you announce to the public that you will give me the title of number one grandmaster and great hero, how about I withdraw the formation and let you go?"
Qin Fan shook his head. Now he could probably figure out the purpose of this strange guy in front of him.
"Even if you lay a trap, what do I have to fear? If you want to take away those titles, you must defeat me first!"
After saying that, Qin Fan punched the sky.
The Eighteen Ways of the Avenue Collapse Mountains and Rivers!
Boom boom boom...
The boulders condensed by the Earth Control Technique directly shattered into powder.
"If you want to defeat me with this little formation, then go back and take a shower!"
Yang Yue roared angrily: "Ah ah ah, I'm so angry. You dare to underestimate me. This time I want to show you how powerful I am!"
Qin Fan smiled slightly and suddenly rushed toward the woods in the south, punching a big tree in it.
"ah!"
Yang Yue exclaimed.
A burst of light hurriedly lit up behind the big tree, and Yang Yue's figure instantly moved to the rocks about ten meters behind Qin Fan.
"How did you find me?" Yang Yue's voice was full of surprise.
Qin Fan smiled faintly: "Do you think you are hiding very secretly?"
After saying that, he pounced on Yang Yue again.
"Hey, what if I'm discovered by you? You can't hit me anyway. I've already set up countless formations here. I can teleport to anywhere on the top of the mountain instantly."
"Really? Then you can teleport it once and show it to me!" Qin Fan smiled strangely and punched him.
"Pass it, pass it, I'll dodge!" Yang Yue stamped his foot, and a formation pattern lit up under his feet.
But this time, he still stayed where he was.
"Hey, what's going on?" Yang Yue was shocked: "I'll dodge again!"
He stamped his feet again, and the formation pattern lit up, but he still stayed in place.
"Boy, what did you do to me?" Yang Yue asked in surprise, but the back of his head was still facing Qin Fan.
Qin Fan's voice sounded faintly: "It didn't do anything, it just blocked the space around you for a few seconds."
A few seconds are enough for masters to tell the difference between life and death.
Soon, Qin Fan's punch came to Yang Yue's chest.
"Fuck! There's no other way!" Unable to dodge, Yang Yue could only punch him with the same punch.
Bang!
This punch actually knocked Qin Fan back several steps.
The void ban has also expired, and Yang Yue was also knocked back several steps.
Qin Fan was surprised and said: "Master of martial arts!"
"I didn't expect you to be a practitioner of both law and martial arts!"
Yang Yue's trump card was completely exposed, so he no longer concealed it: "You are wrong, I major in martial arts, and the formation master just practices casually when I am bored."
If you don't brag, you will die... Qin Fan can't complain about this guy anymore, but he can understand that this guy has no ill intentions and just wants to gain a false reputation.
He stopped talking nonsense and punched directly.
Cut through the air!
Yang Yue understood the power, turned his back to Qin Fan, and shouted loudly: "Mountain Destroying Fist!"
The two fists were very similar, both carrying an indomitable momentum, but Qin Fan's was obviously more domineering.
Bang!
The two of them were knocked away again.
"Come again!" Qin Fan shouted softly and punched him again.
Collapsing mountains and rivers!
"Down with the sea!" Yang Yue also shouted and punched him again.
boom!
With this punch, the two were evenly matched again.
Qin Fan was secretly surprised: I had underestimated the Chinese martial arts world before, but I didn't expect him to have such strength at such a young age!
Yang Yue also secretly complained in his heart: "Damn, what kind of food did this kid grow up on? How can he be so fierce! If the master's ninety years of cultivation had not been passed down to me, I would have been pressed to the ground and rubbed by him!"
Qin Fan suddenly looked serious, not wanting to waste time: "Take my sword!"
A red light flashed, and the nearly materialized Chixiao Sword appeared in Qin Fan's hand.
The domineering and powerful imperial aura came overwhelmingly. Qin Fan was like an emperor patrolling the world, holding a long sword and pointing the country.
Wow!
The Chixiao Sword quickly slashed down at Yang Yue.
Yang Yue seemed to feel the power of this sword, and his whole body tensed up. Although he could only see the back of his head, he could feel that his face must be very solemn at this time.
drink!
He stamped his feet violently, and formation patterns lit up one after another, overlapping in circles in front of him, in an attempt to weaken Qin Fan's sword energy.
It's a pity that the spiritual essence on the Chixiao Sword is far more complete than that of the Luoying Sword, and Qin Fan has no mercy. With Yang Yue's strength, it is difficult to block this sword.
Bang bang bang...
A series of sonic booms exploded in mid-air, and the dozen layers of defensive formations laid out by Yang Yue were instantly broken.
The sword light will soon reach him.
"Wait!"
"I surrender!"
At the critical moment, Yang Yue, who was no longer able to resist the sword, gave up in defeat.
Qin Fan tilted his hand and struck a stone next to Yang Yue with his sword.
Click!
The boulder shattered.
Yang Yue couldn't help but click his tongue. The power of this sword was greater than he imagined. Fortunately, it was not forced, otherwise he might have become disabled.
"You win, the number one Grandmaster is still yours!" Yang Yue turned his back to Qin Fan, his tone a little lonely.
Qin Fan looked at him deeply: "You are not bad either."
"Oh, do you really think so?" Yang Yue sounded a little excited, like a child recognized by the teacher.
Qin Fan nodded: "Your strength is comparable to that of Lei Zhentian, but the two poems you recited when you appeared on the stage are not suitable for you."
"Why don't I give you a few words?"
Yang Yue was overjoyed: "Okay, okay!"
Qin Fan curled the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Holding the moon and picking the stars in my hand, how about there being no one like me in the world?"
Yang Yue's eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured and repeated: "There is no one like me in the world, holding the bright moon in my hand to pick the stars... There is no one like me in the world, holding the bright moon in my hand to pick the stars..."
"If the sky did not give birth to Yang Yue, eternity would be like a long night. Holding the bright moon in my hand to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world... Okay, great!"
"Thank you, don't worry, I won't come looking for you again!"
Qin Fan nodded: "Then, we will see you later!"
“We’ll see you later!”
Qin Fan turned around and went down the mountain. He could vaguely hear Yang Yue's joyful chanting: "Holding the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world..."