Fang Yun and Meng Yin landed almost at the same time, followed by Wu Jiang, Li Qianshan and Peng Yue.
The first place result cannot be determined, after all, this is a phenomenon that has occurred in history.
The whole place immediately became excited. Li Qianshan and Peng Yue gritted their teeth and shook their heads with regret. It seemed that they still underestimated Fang Yun too much.
Fang Yun unexpectedly surpassed them and landed at the same time as Meng Yin, but Wu Jiang remained calm and composed, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
When this unprecedented phenomenon occurred, the referees and elders smiled bitterly and shook their heads. How to determine the first place? Could it be two?
"Haha... to be able to rank alongside me, I have to say that you are really capable." Meng Yin sneered and whispered.
Fang Yun looked indifferent and responded: "The number one spot does not belong to you, Meng Yin."
"Really?" Meng Yin glanced at Fang Yun with interest and said, "What if I say that the first place is mine?"
"But facts have proven it, what else do you want to change?" Fang Yun said.
"You want to stand side by side with me? Is it just you? Isn't that a bit overestimating your own abilities?"
"You overestimate yourself too much, I'm not interested in you!" Fang Yun said lightly.
"You will have it!"
Fang Yun's contempt made the smile on Meng Yin's face darken a little, and he immediately took a step forward and said: "Since the number one cannot be determined, I propose a duel with Fang Yun. What do you think everyone here thinks?"
As soon as these words were said, everyone present was in an uproar and talked one after another. Even the several sect leaders on the stage were slightly stunned. The referee elders in the audience also looked over with a wry smile. Liu Yue frowned upon hearing this.
He raised his hand slightly, then smiled and said to the other three sect leaders: "Well! That's the only thing so far. I don't have any objections. Master Yue, what do you think?"
"Haha..." Yue Wuqun grinned and responded with a smile, "If the two of you can still fight, then that's all."
The disciples of the other two sect masters were lagging behind in rankings. Naturally, they had no objections to the duel between them. According to regulations, this was already the last stage of the competition. There had never been two people in the first place, even if there were two.
, then how to divide the prize for first place? We can only let them decide the winner.
Seeing that all the top leaders had no opinions, the elder referee stood up and began to announce the final battle between Fang Yun and Meng Yin.
"Come on! I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."
Meng Yin walked towards a ring next to him and passed by Fang Yun. His eyes were full of expectation and he sneered.
Fang Yun's expression did not change, and his eyes remained as calm as lake water. He was not very interested in Meng Yin to begin with. As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. In this case, Fang Yun can only accompany him to the end.
All the disciples of Nangong Sect showed worried looks. Almost everyone present knew the name of Meng Yin, the second genius of Dragon Slaying Palace, whose strength was terrifying to the extreme. Although Fang Yun's performance today was not weak, compared with
, I’m afraid there is still some distance.
"It's going to be tricky now!" Chen Ji said with a frown. After a long and fierce battle, he still had to fight Meng Yin, and he was really afraid that Fang Yun wouldn't be able to bear it.
Yue Xiang'er, Murong Yue and others also showed worried expressions, praying secretly in their hearts. Now there is no other way but to decide the winner in a decisive battle between the two.
The disciples of the Slaughter Dragon Palace were different. They all looked excited. They all knew Meng Yin's strength very well. Although Fang Yun was quite capable, Meng Yin could have the name and status he has today only because he single-handedly created these prestigious names.
It's not something that Fang Yun, who has just emerged, can match.
Everyone looked closely at the two figures with different moods and eyes, and they were already talking about each other before the duel started. This battle was really exciting.
"Meng Yin, kill him and avenge Wen'er for me!"
Hua Tian stared at that figure like a poisonous snake, muttering viciously to himself, "They all know Meng Yin's strength, no matter how powerful you are, you must die today."
He began to look forward to it, as he seemed to have seen the result of the game, the scene of Fang Yun being killed by Meng Yin.
"It seems that your people don't think very highly of you!" Meng Yin stood on the ring, looking at the various expressions of the Nangong Sect disciples, and shook his head slightly and said playfully.
Fang Yun shook his head slightly. He didn't mind how the people around him looked at him. He said directly: "Let's fight quickly!"
Hearing Fang Yun's straightforward words, the smile on Meng Yin's face became even thicker, "Haha... interesting! Don't worry, although they don't think highly of you, I do think very highly of you. I hope you won't be too optimistic."
I'm disappointed."
Meng Yin didn't talk nonsense. As he spoke, the energy in his body was already secretly circulating. His red robe automatically turned into a red light and flew straight towards Fang Yun, carrying a terrifying air pressure.
Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure also moved. After the meal, the two sides' backs condensed into powerful auras that collided with each other.
Puff!
The fists and feet of the two collided with each other, turning into blurry afterimages that intertwined with each other. In a short period of time, they fought hundreds of rounds, and the speed was extremely fast, which was dizzying.
The two figures collided at extremely high speeds and kept changing. Each collision erupted with terrifying air currents. Thick cracks kept appearing in the spacious arena and it kept collapsing. It was clear at a glance that neither of them had any mercy on each other.
"The physical strength is not bad! It's really shocking!" Meng Yin smiled slightly. He thought that his physical body was already strong enough, but after colliding with Fang Yun, he realized that it was even worse.
Fang Yun was silent. There was no guarantee that he could be stronger than Meng Yin, but if it were to compare with physical strength, no one present, including the elders, could match it.
Tsk!
A bolt of thunder and lightning flowed from Fang Yun's surface skin. The lightning was strong. Fang Yun raised his fist and struck. A muffled sound of thunder resounded, and it hit Meng Yin like a thunderbolt. The air rolled into the remaining clouds, which was extremely terrifying.
Meng Yin frowned slightly. He could clearly feel how terrifying the power contained in Fang Yun's punch was. He couldn't help but be slightly shocked. It was obvious that the opponent's physical strength exceeded his imagination.
Peng!
Meng Yin raised his palms and faced him. When his fists collided, a stream of blood spurted out. His arms suddenly shook, and both parties took a few steps back.
No one had the upper hand in the fight for a while, and people couldn't help but be shocked. Since the two separated regardless of each other, people's blood immediately started to boil.
Meng Yin felt his arms numb slightly, and was secretly surprised by Fang Yun's physical strength. Now that it had reached such a terrifying level, his original opinion of Fang Yun could not help but rise to a new level.
Meng Yin waved his red robe, and streaks of blood-red, needle-like light fiercely enveloped Fang Yun. A sharp sound broke through the air. Fang Yun stepped on his foot, and the gravel on the ground flew up one after another, followed by a burst of sleeve robe.
He waved and turned into countless red lights to greet him.
Puff!
The whole square was suddenly covered with a thin layer of dust. At this time, a strange aura rippled, Fang Yun's eyes were slightly stern, a bloody light shot into the sky, and a huge bloody palm pressed down hard. This palm was as big as a mountain, like a
It was formed by the condensation of blood, which was extremely strange and filled with evil aura.
Fang Yun's six-fingered Xuan Tong blasted out, immediately shattering the incoming palm print. The terrifying air current spread, and Fang Yun quickly retreated. However, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed over.
Wow!
The sound of huge robes rustling came, and before Fang Yun could react, Meng Yin had already arrived in front of Fang Yun, with his fingers slightly bent towards his face.
The sudden attack caused Fang Yun's expression to change slightly. He was instantly knocked away after striking out his palm, and his figure quickly fell back. He didn't stabilize his body until the edge of the ring.
From the beginning to the end, Fang Yun has been in a passive state, without even a chance to take the initiative. Meng Yin seized the opportunity and gained the upper hand domineeringly. He was unyielding when he had the upper hand. Before Fang Yun could stabilize his figure, he had already
Came to Fang Yun's side.
He swung his legs across Fang Yun's head, sweeping it like a pillar, sweeping in strong winds.
Fang Yun leaned back just in time to avoid the fatal blow, then jumped up with his feet glaring, and hit him hard with a palm.
Meng Yin snorted coldly, and suddenly waved his sleeves. Two golden gears sprang out from nowhere, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. They rose into the sky and struck Fang Yun fiercely. The speed was extremely fast and caught people by surprise.
Two sharp sounds of breaking through the air sounded, as if they turned into two golden lights, and the hunting sound seemed to tear the entire space. Due to the speed, Fang Yun only saw two golden lights flashing over, and his heart suddenly shook.
Tight, the body quickly dodges.
laugh!
While Fang Yun was dodging, a crack was torn open in the clothes under his arm, and then there was another sharp sound of breaking through the air from behind. Fang Yun turned around and raised his fists to strike.
Peng!
Fang Yun was instantly knocked back, and his figure landed directly at one end of the ring. Two golden gears slowly landed on both sides of Meng Yin, and they were constantly rotating, making a sharp and crisp sound. They were extremely sharp.
Meng Yin didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, he just looked at Fang Yun coldly and said with a smile: "Come on with your true skills. If you have any reservations at this time, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to show it later.
"
No need for Meng Yin to say more, Fang Yun has already realized the danger of the situation. You must know that the Meng Yin in front of you is not a good person. Why should you keep it in a life and death battle?
"That's it for now, let's get straight to it!"
Fang Yun closed his eyes slightly, spread his palms, and with a sudden movement of faith, a harsh buzzing sound sounded not far away. Everyone present was startled and looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw the sound of the dilapidated arena, and the stone sword inserted into the center of the arena trembled, and it started to tremble involuntarily. (To be continued)