It can be seen that although the old man in gray robe has a low cultivation level, he has a strong sense of belonging to the Ganmen. Speaking of the fall of these two geniuses, his mood suddenly became depressed.

After pausing for a while, he said, "How are you looking at? If it feels too difficult, I'll take you to change one."

"No need, I will choose this combat skill."

"Okay, I'll get you paper and pen, you can copy it." As he said that, the old man in gray robe turned around and was about to leave.

"No need to bother senior brother," Fang Chen smiled and said, "I just need to watch it here."

"Huh?" The old man in gray robe looked at Fang Chen in surprise. The practice of combat skills was a long-term process and it was never achieved overnight. Since he said that, could he have the ability to remember everything he saw?

With a hint of doubt, the old man in gray robe did not disturb Fang Chen, but chose to watch from the side.

...

Read quietly.

Although "Benglijin" is a combat skill, it actually includes two combat skills, one is Bengquan and the other is Wufeng Claw.

Fang Chen is so skilled that he can't be more proficient, so he naturally doesn't have to spend too much effort on it. As for the latter -

The Yao Hong brothers who died at his own hands were executing this combat skill!

After carefully watching the principle of "Bengli Power", Fang Chen couldn't help but frown. The Beng Fist is strong and yang, while the Black Wind Claw is the most yin and soft. How can these two be merged?

The person who created this combat skill also explained the reason. It turned out that he fell to "Shuiyue Lake" once and accidentally discovered that there were two different forces of hardness and softness in the lake. Only when the aura suddenly appeared did the "Cangli Power" and he promoted the power of the dragon meeting!

The black wind claws are soft but not soft, so they are connected and endless.

The key points of using the Black Wind Claws quietly echoed in his mind. Fang Chen's palms turned unconsciously, and his palms were agile and changeable, like a dragon soaring and swimming like a fish, making people dizzy and dizzy in the unpredictable changes.

"This is the Classic Pavilion, and you can't let you practice combat skills, otherwise it would be a big deal if you ruin it."

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. When he put his hand on Fang Chen's arm, Fang Chen's drill was at a critical moment, and suddenly, he made a "bang" sound!

The old man in gray robe only felt a wave of rotation force coming, and he couldn't help but turn a few big circles in place, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Stupid brat!"

Fang Chen also woke up and saw his unconscious action falling down the old man, so he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up: "Senior brother, I'm very sorry, I'm so fascinated by my practice."

The old man in gray robe shook his palm angrily, and wanted to get angry, but when he met Fang Chen, he smiled apologetically, and he couldn't get out of the anger. He had to glar at him angrily: "Don't mess around here."

After a few words of advice, the old man in gray robe couldn't help but feel pain, hesitated and limped out, and was too lazy to watch.

Sitting behind the table, waiting for the pain to stop, the old man in the gray robe turned back. When he recalled the scene just now, he was shocked!

This guy fell down and seemed to be the black wind claw?

The Bengli Jin was chosen by himself for him. This kid should have not practiced Wufeng Claw in advance. Could it be that—

In an instant, he was able to grasp the essence of Wufeng Claw?

Even if it is just an ordinary combat skill, its talent is extremely terrifying if it wants to do this!

The old man in gray robe looked haunted and stood there stunned, even the pain from behind his butt had been forgotten.

After a long time, a cry from his ear woke him up. He looked up and saw Fang Chen standing in front of him. Fang Chen smiled and handed the two star stones: "Senior brother, I have finished reading it. The combat skill has been put back in place. This is the star stone that should be paid."

Seeing Fang Chen tactfully handing over two star stones, the old man in gray robe was overjoyed and forgot the shock he had just now.

"The story that my senior brother just said was very wonderful, which opened my eyes." Fang Chen squeezed his eyes and said narrowly: "Also, my name is Fang Chen. When I joined the Gan Sect three years ago, I happened to have a level sixth level of the Martial Arts."

"This kid is really speechless. What does your name have to do with me?" As Fang Chen's back gradually faded away, the old man in gray robe shook his head, feeling a little confused: "Also, is it level 5 or level 6 that you are in the beginning? -"

"Sixth level? Three years ago?" The old man in gray robe suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly condensed due to extreme shock!

Fang Chen's face that had not yet been removed from his green mind appeared in his mind: How old was he three years ago? He actually had the sixth level of the Martial Arts Realm, and he was an outer disciple. Could it be that he was...

Click!

Two star stones fell to the ground, solidifying the dull expression of the old man in the gray robe.

...

Walk out of the Classic Pavilion.

Fang Chen still couldn't help but smile, wondering how he would feel if he chose to tell him that he was the "dead" genius disciple.

I guess I'm still dumbfounded now?

After a while, Fang Chen turned his attention back to the "Canglijin" combat technique that had been silently remembered in his mind. The deeper he pondered, the more he realized that this combat technique was extremely mysterious, and it seemed that there was something unfinished in the book.

This unfinished point is not to conceal the practice of martial arts, but to express its effects in detail!

After thinking carefully for a while, Fang Chen really didn't understand why the founder of this combat technique was willing to copy them one by one, but he was vague about the effect?

Since he couldn't figure it out, Fang Chen simply stopped thinking about it. He turned his attention back to the cultivation of combat skills. The most difficult part of the Collapse Spirit lies in how to merge two extremely opposite forces. If the original creator of combat skills is still alive, maybe he can demonstrate it and Fang Chen will understand it.

But now, this has become a luxury.

Whether it is the Bengquan or the Wufeng Claw, Fang Chen can easily grasp the key points, but it is extremely difficult to combine the two into one.

Could it be that I also want to go to the Laoshizi Shuiyue Lake to soak it?

As soon as the thought came, Fang Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even if he was willing, he had to know where the so-called Shuiyue Lake was...

"Hurry up, Huang Xuan's group has been gambled with Scarface again! Let's go and bet!"

"Is that so? Didn't these two guys wear pairs of pants before? Why did they keep carrying it on recently?"

"Who knows! Anyway, a dog bites a dog's hair, so it's serious to have this opportunity to bet!"

This conversation came to Fang Chen's ears, and Fang Chen became a little interested. He knew that practicing combat skills was not something that could be achieved overnight. If there was a lot of fun, you might as well go and have a look.

With several outer disciples, Fang Chen came to the fighting platform.

The outer disciples had already surrounded the three layers inside and outside, and were squeezed out, and the air was filled with a strong male aura. Many outer disciples who were in excitement took off their clothes and exposed their strong chest muscles, shouting wildly.

The fighting martial arts platform is more simple than the Classic Pavilion, and is built with only a dozen high platforms like a ring. The table is paved with extremely hard iron stone. This kind of stone has no advantage, and it is completely better than the word "hard". Even if the sixth-level power of the power realm bombards it, it is difficult to leave any marks.

Amid the shouts of the ocean, the two men fought together!

One of them was Huang Xuan's brother, but I didn't know who was ranked. The other one was the bald young man that Fang Chen saw before entering the Classic Pavilion. The bald young man was playing with a cat and a mouse smile, making his opponent play around.

"Boss, the fourth brother seems to be unable to hold on!" In the watching camp, the third brother said anxiously: "What should we do?"

"Damn Scarface!" Huang Xuan stared at the scarface disciple opposite the fighting platform and said miserably: "I didn't expect this guy to be so scheming. I don't know where to find a sixth-level disciple of the martial arts and pretend to be a newcomer to lead us into the trap!"

He thought of stopping the bald young man in front of the door just now for entry fees, but the other party refused. Then he was squeezed by the other party in language until both parties signed the contract, and the scarfaced disciple appeared, and many outer sects followed the bets...

It is linked together, and this is a trap to strangle the five brothers to death!

Huang Xuan couldn't help but show a desperate expression. He could have predicted the results of the competition. If he wanted to turn the tables, it would be impossible.

Once the competition is over, if one of his side cannot pay the compensation, the disciples who bet will inevitably unite to tear them a few of them into pieces!

"Boss, can we just let it go?" said the third brother.

"What's your idea?" Huang Xuan moaned weakly. He really couldn't think of any good countermeasures. According to the agreement between the two parties, unless he could find an outer disciple with better strength to fight, the bet would definitely be defeated!

However, this bald young man is already at the sixth level of martial arts. Those who are sure to surpass him are all in seclusion and trying to reach a higher level, hoping to win a seat for the inner disciple at the Qianlong meeting. Who has time to participate in the gambling battle?

Even if there is, I can't afford it myself...

"Didn't we just see Lord Fang enter the Classic Pavilion? Fortunately, he is still there. The guy with Scarface offended Lord Fang last time. If we go and report it, maybe..."

"Maybe something?" At this moment, a clear shout came to...
Chapter completed!