Ao Xiong glanced at Zhang Zifan, then at Fang Xian, his eyes lit up.
Fang Xian has now reached the point where his strength is so strong that even an innate master cannot tell the difference in person.
Ao Xiong didn't think that Fang Xian was stronger than Zhang Zifan, he just planned to use him as cannon fodder to consume as much of his opponent's energy as possible and pave the way for Zhang Zifan.
After all, he is still a Dharma protector, and he always has a few brushes at his disposal.
"As you command!"
Fang Xian saw all this clearly, took a deep breath, and got on the ring.
"Wuxingmen, Fangxian, I would like to ask you for advice!"
At this time, there were still three young masters from Heishan County. They looked at each other, and a tall and thick man walked up to the high platform: "Shi Gan, please enlighten me!"
"What?"
"He is the 'Stone Man' Shi Gan from Heishan County. It is said that he has mastered the stone-rolling skill to a superb level, and is as famous as the 'Little Knife King' and 'Wu Dingshou' in our county..."
…
The warriors below suddenly became noisy.
Several people looked worried, and they were immediately reminded by the 'Old Jianghu'. Then they realized that Fang Xian was nothing more than cannon fodder, and only wanted to consume his opponents. They couldn't help but look at Fang Xian with a bit of pity.
"please!"
"please!"
After greeting him, Fang Xian made a mistake in his steps, felt wind in his sides, and came to Shi Gan in the blink of an eye.
"Feihe Jin?"
Xiao Zha, who was in the audience, exclaimed in surprise: "Protector Fang has been in seclusion for some time, and he has actually mastered the Crane-shaped Fist to a small degree. It's really rare!"
"Well, it's indeed good. Crane-shaped force is the most beneficial to Qinggong. Although Shi Gan's lower body is stable, his speed is disadvantageous..."
Ao Xiong also praised him, obviously thinking that this cannon fodder was very qualified.
"snort."
After hearing this, Zhang Zifan couldn't help but feel a hint of gloom on his face.
On stage.
Fang Xian made a crane-shaped hand and pecked at Shi Gan's temple.
Shi Gan raised his right hand, his skin turning blue and black inch by inch. He had already started to use the rolling stone technique, and combined with the rolling stone boxing technique, he defended it without leakage, implying a counterattack.
Fang Xian didn't give this chance. He turned around and walked away like a big white crane.
'Although this person is good, he is only on the same level as Lu Changfeng. There are still flaws in his moves. I can defeat him without even using three moves!'
'Of course, I have to be more restrained at this time. After all, I haven't learned the other three shapes.'
'Zhao Yi, the Protector wants to plot against me? Haha...'
Fang Xian walked around behind Shi Gan, suddenly his momentum changed, and he punched out like a tiger descending from a mountain.
Hoho!
From crane to tiger!
Tiger Fist is based on strength. As soon as it was performed, even though Fang Xian had some reservations, everyone in the audience felt the momentum was overwhelming and felt a little breathless.
Shi Gan's hair stood on end, he turned around suddenly and punched out with both fists.
Bang bang!
Goken versus Goken!
Fang Xian stepped back, his posture was graceful and graceful, and he turned into the shape of a crane again.
Shi Gan, on the other hand, clenched and unclenched his hands, constantly activating his energy and blood. He had already suffered a small loss in the two punches just now, and it felt very incredible.
He thought that he had mastered the Stone Rolling Technique to great perfection, but he didn't expect that the opponent's bones seemed to be a bit harder than his.
It was too late to think too much at this point.
Because Fang Xian suddenly approached, with a crane's beak in his left hand and a tiger's claw in his right hand, the two shapes of tiger and crane pounced down!
Shi Gan had his arms crossed in front of him and could only be beaten passively, feeling very depressed.
The enemy's Tiger Fist is looming above him, and the Crane Shape Qinggong is faster than him. He can't catch up with the enemy, but the enemy can attack him at will. How can he fight?
"This son... actually integrated the shape of the tiger and the shape of the crane, and gained the strength and power of the tiger, the lightness and agility of the crane, and also realized the realm of hardness and softness?"
Under the stage, Ao Xiong stood up in surprise.
On the stage, Shi Gan took several steps back and came to the edge of the ring.
He looked at Fang Xian and suddenly laughed: "Awesome, I give up."
He actually jumped off the stage.
After all, from the fight just now, he knew that he was no match for Fang Xian and was restrained too much, so he didn't humiliate himself.
"Senior brother?"
The remaining two people immediately gathered around.
"You don't have to go on stage. If you do, you'll be humiliating yourself. Let's go."
Shi Gan shook his head and strode away with his men.
"Is this...we won?"
"What a five-shaped gate protector! What is his name?"
"Fang Xian! This person can actually defeat the 'Stone Man', and the Ming Dynasty will definitely be famous in the world!"
Under the stage, a lot of noise suddenly arose.
Some of the older generation masters put on a show of style and commented on the gains and losses of the battle, while the young people looked at Fang Xian on the stage with admiration, regarding him as both a role model and an opponent.
I would like to ask the hot-blooded young man, who doesn’t want to be famous in the world and sing for one party?
Even Liu Yun, with her wonderful eyes turning at this moment, softly praised: "In the future, among the younger generation of masters in the world, Mr. Fang will definitely have a place..."
"snort……"
Zhang Zifan's face turned red with anger, and he felt a rage coming from nowhere in his heart.
He was supposed to be the finale today, but Fang Xian stole all the limelight. He couldn't help but give Zhao Yi a hard look.
Zhao Yi was even more depressed and couldn't help but lower his head.
Zhang Zifan became more and more angry. When he saw Fang Xian still on the ring, he made a mistake and came to the high platform: "Fang Xian, I will play with you!"
Without waiting for Fang Xian's reply, he directly slapped it with one palm.
The palm of his hand is called "Spreading Flower Palm", and its power is very sinister. Those who are affected by it often don't realize that they have any consequences. Only when the attack occurs, they realize that they are already terminally ill and cannot be cured.
"bother!"
Fang Xian dodged easily and glanced at the audience.
Seeing the twists and turns, the warriors below slowed down their departure pace.
At the table at the Five-shaped Gate, Xiao Zha showed a hint of anxiety, Zhao Yi and Protector Gong had gloating expressions on their faces, and Ao Xiong cast a warning look.
Obviously, this was telling him not to hurt the 'Master Zhang' who was closely related to the sect.
Even if you have some understanding, you should admit defeat obediently. It is best to receive another slap, vomit blood and fly away, allowing 'Mr. Zhang' to win wonderfully and beautifully. This is what a good subordinate and a good dog should do!
"bother!"
Fang Xian's mind was spinning. Although he was famous in the world today, he felt very boring.
He doesn't want to stay in this Five-Shaped Sect anymore. After all, he has already mastered the Five-Shaped Boxing Technique and the Internal Strength and Mental Techniques, so why should he be conceited and wallowing in the mud?
"Mr. Zhang, we are just arguing, why should we be like this?"
Fang Xian dodged another palm and glanced at Liu Yun: "Isn't it better to be merciful and to be merciful?"
"Who do you think you are, dare to make conditions with me?"
Zhang Zifan's eyes were about to burst, and his palms were like wind and thunder.
"Young Master, you have heard a saying... Warriors like us can lower our heads, but we cannot bend down!"
Fang Xian roared and suddenly moved.
He is like a flying crane, punches a tiger, and explodes violently!
"not good!"
Below, Ao Xiong was no longer the old god he had been before, and he was horrified.
But it's too late!
Fang Xian slapped Zhang Zifan's palm away and hit Zhang Zifan hard in the heart with a tiger-shaped cannon punch.
Mr. Zhang's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his broken internal organs could be vaguely seen. His whole body was smashed away, landed on a wall, and slowly floated down.
"Ahem...you...how dare you kill me?"
He tilted his head and never closed his eyes!
There was silence all around, and no one expected that Fang Xian would directly kill him.
"It's so happy, so happy!"
Fang Xian slowly withdrew his fist, feeling that his thoughts were clear and there was no uncomfortable feeling in his limbs.
Are you plotting against me? Want to step on me? Use me as a shield?
I just flipped the table!
The sky is big and the earth is big, I am the biggest!
Fang Xian clearly realized that there was something missing in his martial arts. It was the word 'I'!
No matter how heavy the pressure is, I can't make my heart give in!
'My five-shaped boxing still lacks the last form, my shaped boxing!'
'In this world of martial arts, no matter how many calculations and conspiracies there are, I will defeat them all with one punch! It's for my shape!'