"Fang Ming, you were lucky enough to win last time by carelessly underestimating the enemy. Do you think you are really my opponent?"
Fang Zhan looked at Fang Ming with a sneer and said: "The move you tried your best only caused a slight injury to me. If uncle hadn't stopped you, you wouldn't have been able to withstand my counterattack."
Yes, Fang Zhan was extremely dissatisfied with the last battle. He was slightly injured because of his carelessness and underestimated the enemy. It was not that he had no fighting ability. However, his uncle stopped him, which made many people think that he, the number one young master, was a prodigal.
The false reputation, coupled with Lu Zhengyang who later lost to Taiyi Tower, made many people even more convinced that their strength was not as good as Fang Ming.
"Really? Then I will give you a chance to take action this time, so that you won't have to make excuses for yourself."
Fang Ming looked at Fang Zhan with a half-smile but not a smile. This expression made Fang Zhan angry. He said nothing more at the moment. He raised his right hand and a long sword appeared in his hand. The next moment, his whole aura changed.
Climbing up, one sword stabbed Fang Ming.
The thrust of the sword was not fast, and the angle was not tricky enough. However, the space shock caused by the sword made many people narrow their eyes slightly.
Fang Zhan's sword was vibrating at a speed invisible to the naked eye, stimulating magnetic field resonance. Even if the angle was not tricky enough and the speed was not fast enough, no one in the magnetic field in this space could escape.
The young disciples of the ten sects were also weighing at this moment whether they could accept the sword from Fang Zhan. However, in the end, more than half of them shook their heads. They could not accept the sword at all.
"Yao Bing, I heard that you are very optimistic about Fang Ming. He is indeed a genius with great potential, but his character is a bit too strong. Too strong is easy to break. This kind of character is not a good thing in the world of cultivation."
The Mingyue Saint next to Nian Yaobing said softly that Fang Zhan's strength is obvious to all. Even though he lost to Lu Zhengyang of Taiyi Tower three days ago, it can only be said that Lu Zhengyang is too strong, and Fang Zhan cannot be said to be weak.
In comparison, although Fang Ming is also extremely talented, he is almost ten years younger than Fang Zhan. This is an irreparable gap. Unless he is a strong man who has practiced for sixty or seventy years, at that level, the gap of ten years
It’s nothing, but in the early stage, ten years is a huge gap.
This is just like playing a game. In the early stage, you upgrade very quickly. If you are an hour late, you may be a dozen levels behind others. But in the later stage, after playing for half a year or a year, even if you don't play for three or four days, the difference will be small.
It won't be too big, because it may take ten days and a half to upgrade to another level later.
Nian Yaobing smiled and did not answer. She would have thought this way before the last incident. However, after Fang Ming and the Mu family made a three-year agreement last time, Nian Yaobing carefully recalled Fang Ming's experience in the cultivation world.
After experiencing it, she discovered an interesting place.
Fang Ming seems to have a strong personality, but except for the time he suffered a loss in the Luo family, he did not suffer any other times. In other words, Fang Ming's strong character is intentional, or to use a popular sentence to describe it: Fang Ming has
Arrogant and fierce capital.
Therefore, Nian Yaobing concluded that the reason why Fang Ming said such words so resolutely was because he was confident in his own strength.
"Fang Ming, let's see how you resist my sword."
When the sword thrust out, Fang Zhan also had a look of confidence on his face, and Fang Ming absolutely couldn't resist it.
Everyone's eyes fell on Fang Ming, feeling that Fang Ming could not catch this sword. However, the next moment, Lu Zhengyang and others' pupils shrank, but most of the young people did not even react.
, just the boss with an open mouth...
Click!
Fang Zhan's long sword was clamped by Fang Ming's two fingers. Then under Fang Zhan's disbelieving gaze, Fang Ming turned his fingers. Fang Zhan felt the tiger's mouth sink, and subconsciously let go of his wrist.
The long sword fell out of hand and broke into two halves. One half was still clamped by Fang Ming's fingers, and the other half fell to the ground. The sound of metal falling to the ground was clearly audible.
Before Fang Zhan could react, Fang Ming flicked his finger, and the broken sword tip was shot towards Fang Zhan. The distance was so close that Fang Zhan didn't even react.
puff!
The sword tip directly grazed Fang Zhan's waist, and a stream of blood splashed out from Fang Zhan's waist. However, coincidentally, the sword tip went in the direction of Fang Jue.
"Uncle Jiu, save me."
When Fang Jue saw the tip of the sword coming toward him, his face turned pale with fear, and he immediately shouted for help. Fang Quan also immediately slapped the sword tip in the direction with his palm.
Bursts of strong wind caused the sword tip to sway in the air, but what people didn't expect was that in the end, the sword tip did not fall, but actually hit Fang Jue's body.
The tip of the sword directly penetrated Fang Jue's arm, and blood flowed out from the blood hole in Fang Jue's arm. Fang Jue's entire face turned pale, and his body was shaking violently because of the pain.
I don't know why, but what Fang Jue recalled in his mind at this moment was the words Fang Ming said when he first appeared.
"If you cut off your arm, maybe you can still walk out alive."
His current appearance is no different from cutting off an arm. He has not reached the earth-level realm and his arm has been pierced. Unless there are extremely precious medicinal materials, the hand is no different from being useless.
The scene was completely silent.
No one took Fang Jue's painful wails seriously. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Fang Ming, especially the young disciples from the top ten sects such as Lu Zhengyang, whose eyes burst out with bright fighting spirit.
Fang was defeated, and he was defeated so cleanly.
"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. No wonder he was able to defeat Zhou Cang and also defeated Fang Zhan. It was not a fluke at all. He deliberately hid his strength."
Some people in the crowd had a look of realization on their faces. If they couldn't see that Fang Ming's strength was far superior to Fang Zhan, then they would be the real fools.
Nian Yaobing's pretty face also showed a smile. Sure enough, just as she thought, Fang Ming had deceived everyone back then.
At this moment, many people looked at Fang Quan. When they saw Fang Quan's changing expression, they all had a look of gloating in their eyes.
Didn't you say that Fang Zhan is the hope of the future of your Fang family and the leader of the younger generation of the Fang family? But even the leader in your eyes was defeated by another disciple of your Fang family, and he was still defeated like this.
of thoroughness.
"What a waste. With so many resources of the Fang family, he can't even keep his first place, and he still wants to plunder the things of his fellow tribesmen. Fang Zhan, if I were you, I would have chosen to do it myself.
What face does it have to live in this world?"
Fang Ming's cold voice sounded in Fang Zhan's ears, which made Fang Zhan's originally disbelieving expression suddenly become angry. He stared at Fang Ming with his eyes fixed on him, but what greeted him was Fang Ming's kick.
Bang!
With an extremely clean and fragile kick, Fang Zhan flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
ps: The update is late, the network card has just failed, and the upload always fails. How many people are buying this Double Eleven, it is really a sin.