"Huo Wuyong is the great perfection of the warrior..."
Zhou He added quietly on the side: "It is possible to break through the martial arts master at any time."
"According to the schedule, I will meet a level 6 warrior in the semi-finals, and then I will meet Huo Wuyong in the finals... Then I can break through a warrior first and then fight."
Fang Xiandao: "But I suggest you bet on me for second place. The price for first place is too high. Not only is it difficult to beat Huo Wuyong, but also because of his background. If the compensation is not enough, it will not cover the cost of defeating him."
…”
This guy has a great background. Although global competitions are certainly fair on the surface and may not be retaliatory afterwards, the potential risks must be considered.
These must be included in the cost!
"Sometimes... I really wonder if you are only seventeen years old..." Zhou He sighed: "But the second place in the individual competition is not bad, the principal is so happy that he goes crazy..."
…
The freshman competition and the individual semi-finals were uneventful.
Huo Wuyong was promoted successfully as he deserved, and Fang Xian also defeated a guy who was a talented warrior at the sixth level.
According to the arrangement of the competition, Huo Wuyong and Xiao Ling'er, who were the most popular, met in the finals and staged a battle between dragons and tigers. However, Xiao Ling'er bumped into Luo Yi, a big dark horse, and fell into the dust.
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However, the news seems to have become even more popular.
A martial artist's Dzogchen fights against a martial artist's Dzogchen. This situation is simply rare in a century.
Almost all 'martial arts experts' and 'commentators' affirmed Luo Yi's amazing talent, but few thought he could defeat Huo Wuyong.
It's night time.
The eve of the final.
Athletes training room at the tournament venue.
Fang Xian was sitting cross-legged, with a cloud of white air above his head, as he was breaking through to the realm of a 'warrior'.
A martial artist practices the Twelve Regular Meridians, while a martial artist develops the Eight Extraordinary Meridians!
Last time, Luo Yi suffered a serious fall at this level and even lost his life.
If an ordinary warrior survives, he will most likely be left with inner demons, and there will be no hope of breakthrough for the rest of his life.
But for Fang Xian?
His basic internal energy was running, and the true energy surged between the twelve main meridians, and suddenly rushed to one place, opening up a brand new acupuncture point, which is the 'Shenmai point' where the 'Yangqiao Meridian' begins!
Once this acupuncture point was fixed, a crackling sound came from Fang Xian's body, which meant that he had broken through the shackles of martial arts and entered the stage of cultivation of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
"The eight extraordinary meridians can hold much more infuriating energy than the twelve regular meridians... The internal power brought by the basic internal skills is really upright and peaceful..."
Feeling the changes in his true energy, Fang Xian couldn't help but murmur to himself.
The foundation of this set of internal skills is quite good, and it is extremely compatible. After the warrior reaches the Great Consummation, it can be perfectly connected with any internal skills and mental methods.
In fact, although Dongzhou Technician College is very poor, Fang Xian has a good way of making money, so he can't afford advanced skills.
But even if there are peerless magical skills, the martial arts and warrior stages still require meridians to be practiced, which are much better than the basic internal skills. Moreover, Fang Xian has long made up his mind to transfer to another school.
After transferring to a famous martial arts university, you didn’t have any magical skills? Now you have to pay for them yourself. Isn’t it stupid?
Anyway, at this stage, these low and mid-level martial arts are barely enough, so that's fine.
…
Final venue.
"Contestants come on stage!"
Amid the roaring cheers of the audience, Fang Xian strolled onto the ring and saw his opponent, Huo Wuyong, an eighth-level warrior!
This man was tall, with a short head and a very handsome appearance, somewhat similar to Huo Feilong.
At this time, he looked at Fang Xian with some regret: "The level gap between us is too big, you can't win."
"Not necessarily, Xiao Linger had the same idea as you, but she lost..."
Fang Xian smiled brightly, but he didn't know that at the same time as he said this, a girl with a beautiful face in the rest area of Wushen University was being scolded by the teacher until she burst into tears.
"Player choice!" the referee looked at both sides and announced loudly.
"Fists and kicks!"
Huo Wuyong waved his hand and said generously: "You have been facing the enemy empty-handed, so I won't take advantage of you!"
"good!"
Fang Xian nodded and suddenly sent a message into the secret: "Dear, do you want a fake fight service? You can book various losing positions, and I guarantee your satisfaction... As long as you reward me with the first place afterwards, it's really not expensive!"
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Huo Wuyong: "..."
He first looked around with a guilty conscience, and found that the referee was not paying attention. He couldn't help but feel shuddered, and secretly replied: "The sound has passed through the secret? Are you a warrior? How can I be such a person... The things that I, Huo Wuyong, like, only
Bring it back openly, you are insulting me! It is impossible to fake a fight. Even if I, Huo Wuyong, die in battle, even if I make a big fool of myself in front of the whole world, I will never give you money to fake a fight.
Fight! No...how could I lose?"
"Oh...okay!"
Fang Xian sighed and paused.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Huo Wuyong, and he used the same 'magic leopard tail' move to hook Huo Wuyong's lower plate.
"No! Why is his qinggong so fast?"
At this moment, I don’t know how many people were shocked.
Of course Huo Wuyong attaches great importance to his opponent in the final. He has watched all the videos of Luo Yi's matches and thinks he knows this opponent very well.
Luo Yi broke through the martial arts today. Although he was a little surprised, it was within the expected range.
But he would never have imagined that Fang Xian had been hiding his strength! Only now was the tip of the iceberg revealed!
Severe pain came from his right calf, and Huo Wuyong's vision went dark. He felt that his body had lost its center of gravity, and he fell headlong into the ring involuntarily.
"Ah!"
He roared wildly, his chest seemed to swell several times, and a blast of Qi Cannon hit the ring.
With this force, he finally stabilized his body and retreated quickly.
"What did we see? The true energy was released!" the commentator's excited voice came: "Huo Wuyong faced the amazing kick of Luo Yi and actually achieved the true energy release that only an innate martial artist can do! Although
It’s a bit tricky, but it shows that you are extremely talented!”
Huo Wuyong took a few steps back, his back was covered with cold sweat. He no longer dared to underestimate this enemy and used his family's secret skills.
The Qinglong Divine Skill is a unique skill passed down from the Huo family's ancestors. It is not inferior to the Zhenpai Kung Fu from famous universities, and it also has specially matched martial arts!
As soon as the Dragon God's eight attacks were launched, he seemed to transform into a strange man with eight arms. Each palm was either a fist or a seal... forming a perfect defensive circle.
But a figure like a loach actually got into the circle under the shadow of palms in the sky.
It's Luo Yi!
He folded his body like a paper man, made all kinds of incredible evasive moves, and got in front of Huo Wuyong. With one move, the golden snake wrapped around his wrist and he grabbed both of Huo Wuyong's arms.
The palm shadows all over the sky were closed.
At this moment, both teachers from Wushen University and some big shots from Interstellar Airlines scratched the tea cups in their hands: "No... the flaw in the useless moves was caught?"