The flame dragon's true energy was activated, and the flames penetrated the body, and in an instant, almost burned Chen Xuejian's clothes, leaving only a pair of cropped pants.
After using the Yanlong True Qi for the first time, Chen Xuejian considered the issue of clothes.
This is an inevitable problem when the flame control ability is not strong enough.
In order not to run naked as soon as a fight, he asked Northern Lights to help him design a magic weapon-level clothing, as long as it can withstand the flames burned.
I was thinking about wearing clothes, but unfortunately, the cost was too expensive, so I had no choice but to give up only a pair of cropped pants. But it was enough for combat.
"What kind of martial arts is this!"
Fan Qiming frowned and felt that it was not simple. It was the same way of practicing the fire action. He immediately saw that the other party's martial arts were extraordinary. But it was just a feeling that it was difficult, which did not mean that he would be afraid.
"What you are best at is Mars martial arts, right?"
Chen Xuejian smiled coldly: "I am the best at it!"
While speaking, the sword was still aside.
"Warning: Abandoning weapons will reduce the host's combat effectiveness by 30%.
"Warning: The opponent's comprehensive combat effectiveness score is not much different from that of you. Under combat simulation, your winning rate has dropped from 90% to 65%.
"warn:……"
"Sixty-five percent is enough!"
Chen Xuejian directly stopped the Northern Lights' continued warning: "If he is afraid of even a winning rate of 65%, then he should get out of here with only a winning rate of 35%!"
The Northern Lights were silent for a while and said, "I just hope you fight with a higher level of confidence as much as possible to avoid unnecessary damage."
"I understand, but today is an exception!" Chen Xuejian said: "This is a ring, and there is no signing a life-and-death certificate. Even if you lose, there will be no irreversible damage. Besides, my winning rate is higher... I just want to vent!"
"Okay!" Northern Lights actually agreed with his statement: "When you need it, I will remind you... After all, the first place is what you want."
"Thanks!"
While speaking, Fan Qiming launched an attack again. The flames were divided into two streams, one rose into the sky, turning into a rain of fire and falling down. One stream was like a dragon winding, rolling its feet towards Chen Xuejian.
"Weakness: The energy of true qi is dispersed..."
At this time, Chen Xuejian had stopped the battle simulation of the Northern Lights, but as if he was instinctive, he analyzed it himself.
When the flames came, he did not dodge or avoid, and let Fan Qiming's flames submerge him. From the previous fight, he had already clearly known that Fan Qiming's flames could not break through the defense of the flame dragon's true qi.
And I don’t know if it is the special ability of the Flame Dragon’s true qi or the ability to absorb fire because of the Fire-Swallowing Demon. Although the flames can cause some damage, they can also be absorbed by him and turned into his own energy.
"Ha ha!"
Fan Qiming laughed: "Can't you even dodge? How long can you last?"
The situation on Chen Xuejian was not visible at all. Under the flames, he was covered in darkness, sweat mixed with oil, and red in strange shape, like bacon. From a distance, it seemed very embarrassed, making Fan Qiming think he had the upper hand.
The same is true for others, and some even sneered: "Idiot, I have a good swordsmanship, so I have to give it up on purpose. Now I'm fine."
"The self-righteous guy really thinks it will be amazing if he wins a few games. I don't look at the situation. After so many years, when did Qingningyuan students beat Fenxiangyuan in the fight?"
"It's too embarrassing to pick up the weapons now."
Fan Qiming on the ring also thought so, and laughed: "I regret it. If you don't have weapons, what are you? In terms of flame cultivation, how can Qingning Garden compare to our Burning Xiangyuan? Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to pick up weapons!"
As he laughed, the flame attack became more and more fierce, like a fire dragon sweeping the floor, flooding half of the arena where Chen Xuejian was.
"Weakness: average body movement and average strength."
"Advantages: The true energy is strong and domineering, and it is indeed the top among the peers."
"Weakness: The observation of the battle situation is not sharp enough, and the real situation cannot be distinguished."
"Advantages: The understanding of flame technique is considered to be of the best among the same age..."
Chen Xuejian Station constantly analyzing the situation in front of him, the advantages and disadvantages of his opponent, whether it is his consciousness in his previous life or the Northern Lights, he began to try to use combat simulation to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of himself and his opponent.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
After enough analysis of the feeling, Chen Xuejian moved. With a wave of his hand, he seemed to have a whirlpool appear in his palm, directly sucking all the flames into it and turning into a fireball to hold it in his palm.
"Do you feel helpless...uh!"
Fan Qiming was proud, and the sudden change made his voice stop suddenly. The shocked sound seemed to swallow a fly, and he had no idea what was going on.
"The fire-swallowing demon's fire-absorbing ability!"
Some teachers saw the clues and exclaimed softly.
This is not simple. As the main soul of the Fire-Swallowing Demon, it is expensive, and if you want to obtain the fire-sucking Demon's fire-sucking ability, you cannot use it as the main soul. This will be a waste of resources.
But no matter which option is, it means that this student named Chen Xuejian has the capital to practice more than most of his peers.
"Have you heard of it, Big Snake?"
Chen Xuejian sneered and smashed the one in his hand directly. The flames were like a red cloud in the sky, wrapping up his whole body, and rushed to Fan Qiming in an instant.
"So fast!"
Fan Qiming was shocked and only came to condense the flames and turned into a protective barrier in front of him, and was already submerged by the flames.
"ah!"
Amid the pain, a panic appeared in Fan Qiming's eyes, which made him feel so painful. There was only one reason: the other party's ability to control flames and the cultivation of flames were above him.
"How is that possible!"
Fan Qiming was unwilling to accept that he was not the strongest in Fenxiangyuan, but he was definitely the first among the disciples in the Jiedan stage.
After so many years, he thought that he only talked about the cultivation of fire. Among the students in Qinglan Academy’s Dan stage, he was qualified to sit at the top, but he did not expect that a stronger one appeared today.
In a panic, my movements began to become messy.
"Tip: The winning rate has increased to 85%."
The sound of the northern lights sounded, but it was meaningless.
After the snake snatched, Chen Xuejian activated Huang Yan's palm and printed it on Fan Qiming's chest.
"ah!"
With a scream, all the clothes on the chest were burned down, turning into countless black ashes and floating away, and a pitch-black palm print was even branded on the chest.
Although such a palm print can be eliminated, it will inevitably take a lot of time and endure a lot of things that should not be endured.
Another Huangyan palm was printed on its back, transparent front and back, with two pitch-black palm prints.
The imperial edict of the Northern King made Chen Xuejian feel frustrated and angry, and he needed to vent. He was not in a hurry to win at this time, but he kept attacking from all angles, constantly leaving one palm print after another on Fan Qiming.
The previous handsome young man Fan has completely disappeared. Fan Qiming is like a walking sandbag, constantly being bullied and ravaged by Chen Xuejian.
"I admit defeat, admit defeat!"
Fan Qiming never thought that he would be so fast and would use this method to admit his failure, but there was no other way.
Chen Xuejian pretended not to hear it and continued to attack until the referee made a loud judgment and stopped drinking. Then he printed a palm on Fan Qiming's forehead.
"Bang!"
Fan Qiming fell down in shock, with a dark handprint on his forehead, which made people stumble.
The referee who came on stage glanced at Fan Qiming, frowned even though he could not keep his calmness, and then announced loudly.
Chapter completed!