Looking at the expressions of the Chen family, Fang Ming had a smile on his face. Are his words so unreliable?
"Doufa, I will fight on behalf of the Chen family."
This is what Fang Ming just said, and as soon as he said these words, the expressions of the Chen family all became strange, and the look of anticipation on their faces disappeared instantly.
"Junior Brother Fang, I really appreciate your kindness, but it's really not necessary."
When Chen Hansheng spoke, Fang Ming could only smile bitterly. He knew that Senior Brother Chen did not believe in his strength, but this was normal. I am afraid that in the eyes of everyone, they did not think that he would have the strength to participate in the third round of fighting.
Without making too many moves, Fang Ming directly took out a red wine glass from the refrigerator in the RV, and then placed the red wine glass in Chen Dazhao's hand.
"What is this for?"
Chen Dazhao looked confused. At this time, is it possible that he still needs to drink a glass of red wine?
But the next moment, Chen Dazhao's expression changed, and he almost screamed, because the red wine glass in his hand shattered, and the glass shards fell on his body and the ground.
Chen Dazhao was frightened, but Chen Hansheng stared at Fang Ming's hand with excitement, or more accurately, Fang Ming's finger, because Fang Ming's finger had just pointed in the direction of the red wine glass.
Others don't know what it means, but he does.
Condensing Qi to hurt people is a method that can only be achieved at the late human level.
"Junior Brother Fang, are you a strong person at the late human level?"
Chen Hansheng was a little unbelievable. In the late human level, he had only been wandering in the middle human level his whole life, and he had no hope for the later levels.
The late human level is a watershed in the world of cultivation. Only by entering the late human level can one be called a strong person and can truly walk in the world of cultivation.
However, how many people have been stopped by this watershed? Casual cultivators almost dare not think about it, and not every disciple of those sects can break through to the late human level. An ordinary sect can have four or five late human level ones, which is already considered very good.
Awesome.
But now, his junior brother Fang has entered the late human level at such a young age. How can this not shock him?
"A lucky breakthrough." Fang Ming said modestly.
Chen Hansheng took a deep look at Fang Ming. Of course he didn't believe this argument. It was a fluke... There are so many people in the entire cultivation world and there are so many casual cultivators. How come no one else breaks through by luck?
But everyone has their own secrets, and Chen Hansheng naturally won't get to the bottom of it.
"Junior Brother Fang, although you have entered the late human level, your opponents are also strong in the late human level, and these people are all experienced in martial arts. Junior Brother Fang, there is no need for you to take this risk."
Chen Hansheng said it tactfully, because in his opinion, although his junior brother Fang was young and had reached the late human level, he definitely did not have as much experience in fighting as those people.
In the world of cultivation, strength is fundamental, but the same strength depends on skills and experience. It is like two adults of the same height and weight, one is a gangster who often fights with others, and the other is an honest worker.
, it is obvious at a glance who is stronger in a fight between the two.
"Even if Junior Brother Fang wins in the end, there are three battles in total, and besides Junior Brother Fang there are two more. Our Chen family has no chance of winning these two."
Chen Hansheng is still not optimistic, because this is the situation.
"What if I say I will come to all three games?" Fang Ming said with a smile.
"What!"
Chen Hansheng stood up from his seat in shock at Fang Ming's words, "Junior brother Fang, are you kidding?"
"Senior Brother Chen, do you think I will joke with you at this time?"
Fang Ming's expression also became serious, "This is the only way."
"No, no, Junior Brother Fang, you are taking too many risks. This is a matter of my Chen family, I can't drag you into it."
Chen Hansheng kept shaking his head. Although he also wanted the Chen family to be preserved, he did not want to drag down Fang Ming and put Fang Ming into crisis.
"Senior Brother Chen."
Fang Ming solemnly interrupted Chen Hansheng, "To be honest, although Senior Brother Chen, your master and my master have a close relationship, they are not close enough for me to risk my life for the Chen family. Therefore, the reason why I am like this
I say, because I am sure that my life will not be in danger, and I will be able to protect myself even if I lose."
Yes, Fang Ming said it very frankly. If he had not entered the late stage of human level and if he had not been sure of self-protection, he would not have made such a suggestion.
Helping the Chen family is called friendship, not helping is a duty.
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. This is Fang Ming's behavior. If he had not broken through to the four-star wizard this time, he would not have interfered in the affairs of the Chen family.
Chen Hansheng was silent, and after a long time he said with a serious face: "Junior Brother Fang is so kind to you, I won't be hypocritical. But Junior Brother Fang, please be careful not to show off your strength. If it really doesn't work, you will immediately admit defeat."
"This is natural." Fang Ming nodded with a smile.
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In a certain manor on the outskirts of Magic City, the manor was very large, similar to a horse farm, and after everyone arrived at the manor, they all ended up in the middle of the grass because there was a ring there.
On both sides of the ring were the Chen family and Lu Zhichen. As for the other onlookers, they were standing in front of the ring. They would witness the third round of fighting.
On Lu Zhichen's side, Mr. Qian, who was beside him, slowly walked onto the ring, and he would fight in the first round.
"I don't have money, who among you Chen family will challenge me?"
When Qian Butong said this, he glanced at the Chen family, and then looked ahead, because he didn't take the Chen family into consideration at all.
"I'll do it."
Fang Ming walked onto the ring with a smile on his face. There was no surprise on the faces of the Chen family, because they had known about it for a long time, and they were more expecting.
However, when the crowd saw Fang Ming walking onto the ring, they were in an uproar.
"Is there any mistake? Chen Hansheng didn't go up."
"Even if Chen Hansheng is not Qian Lao's opponent, then this young man should not be allowed to come up. I admit that this young man's performance in the first two rounds proves that his level of Feng Shui is not low, but this third round is a battle of skills, not a competition.
Feng Shui.”
"Yes, fighting relies on strength. Doesn't this young man have any self-awareness?"
"Such a young man who is talented in Feng Shui may become a Feng Shui master in time. It would be a pity if he was eliminated in this arena."
Many people felt that the Chen family was too deceitful and deliberately pushed Fang Ming to die, and many people had regrets on their faces because they felt that it would be a pity for Fang Ming's talent to die at such a young age.
"It's really asking for death, but it's good this way. It will save us from having to find reasons to deal with him after this incident."
When the Yan family saw Fang Ming taking the initiative to challenge, their faces showed excitement. Fang Ming had caused such embarrassment to the Yan family before, and he must have come back for revenge. However, he had to find someone to prove it if he couldn't tell the truth.
A passable excuse.
But now there is no need for it. In the view of the Yan family, it is impossible for Fang Ming to survive Qian Baotong, who is known for his ruthless attacks.
No matter what these people thought, Fang Ming was already standing on the ring, looking at Qian Butong with a smile.
"There are actually people who dare to come up here who are not afraid of death."
Qian Butong looked at Fang Ming, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. It was because the man in front of him made Lu Zhichen lose in the first round, which made him feel a little nervous, so he had murderous intent at that time.
"Since I'm supposed to be in this third round, it's natural that someone has to come and participate. Even if I don't make it, there will be others."
Fang Ming's expression was calm. He also felt Qian Butong's murderous intention, but he didn't take it to heart.
Qian Butong is at the eighth level of the human level. He is a powerful person in the late human level. He also has his own reputation in the cultivation world. Moreover, because of his ruthless attacks, almost no one who offends him has a good end, so most forces are not willing to provoke him.
He, not to mention that there is a big shot behind the money barrier.
Five years ago, Qian Bu Tong offended a large force, and the leader of the other party personally pursued and killed him. At that time, Qian Bu Tong took refuge with the Second Young Master. After the leader knew that Qian Bu Tong had taken refuge with the Second Young Master, he also
I don't dare to pursue him any more.
Therefore, it can be said that no one below the human level dares to provoke him if he has no money. Needless to say, those who cannot defeat him should also consider the second master behind him. As the saying goes, when beating a dog, it depends on the owner.
No one wants to offend the second young master.
"Boy, do you know what is most indispensable in this world?" Qian Boutong suddenly asked Fang Ming.
"What?" Fang Ming showed an expression of humbly asking for advice.
"Geniuses, and geniuses without self-awareness." Qian Boutong's face showed a sinister smile, "There is actually no shortage of geniuses in the world, but geniuses are all arrogant and self-righteous, so 90% of geniuses have not grown.
He rose up and fell."
Qian Butong has lived to this age, and it is not uncommon to see people who were more talented than him in the past, but except for a few of these geniuses who are now better than him, most of them have fallen.
Because geniuses are arrogant, and the world of cultivation is an extremely cruel place. No matter how powerful a genius is, if he does not have a big enough backer behind him, he will eventually be killed.
In Qian Bingtong's opinion, Fang Ming is such a genius, a genius who is arrogant and has no self-awareness.
"Really?" Fang Ming smiled and said, "I have also heard a saying, a tortoise that has been around for ten thousand years and a tortoise that has been around for a thousand years, those who live longer are the ones who will never die."
"presumptuous!"
Qian Butong shouted angrily, and Fang Ming pointed at his nose and scolded him again, "You sharp-tongued boy, I hope you can still laugh after a while."
boom!
Qian Butong didn't hesitate any longer. He made a hand gesture, and three copper coins appeared in his hand. He raised his right hand, and the three copper coins floated in the air. As he pointed out with his fingers, the three copper coins continued to tremble.
The copper coins trembled, the aura of the entire arena also fluctuated, Fang Ming's clothes began to flutter, and this was just the beginning.