Thirty-one, two-ethnic negotiation (14)
Fang Qingjie smiled bitterly and said, "Son of Shenyang, you have the divine armor on your body, which can allow you to quickly restore the holy energy in battle. However, you don't know that I also have the treasure Earth Returning Yuan Armor given by my grandmother. This Earth Returning Yuan Armor can gather the earth's energy and transform it into metallic true energy, allowing me to quickly return to my energy in battle. It can be said that as long as my feet are still standing on the earth, my true energy can be revived continuously, which can support me in battle for a long time. If I hadn't fought so fiercely with you, I would not have exhausted my true energy even for a few days or nights. We were equal."
The Sage of Shenyang was stunned and could not make a sound. Everyone then suddenly realized that many people knew that the Sage of Shenyang had the Sage of Light Armor. They thought that in such a battle, the Sage of Shenyang with the Sage of Light Armor would naturally have the upper hand. After all, the true energy that can be stored in the human body is limited. In such a fierce competition, the true energy consumed by each punch is very huge. Therefore, no matter how strong Fang Qingjie's power is, he still has to be defeated once the true energy is exhausted. However, it was not expected that Fang Qingjie also had a treasure like the Sage of Light Armor on his body. However, it is normal to think about it. After all, the Yanhuang clan is also one of the Seven Saints of Kaitian, and its foundation is not ordinary, so it is not surprising that there is such a magic weapon.
Cara Roosevelt said: "Two, this battle is still a peace. Do you have any objections?" Shenyang said: "Grandmaster, this battle should have been considered a peace, but I have not yet had a good time. Therefore, this battle can be harmonious, but I still have to fight with Second Lieutenant Fang for three more moves. Second Lieutenant Fang, if you can take my three moves, I will admit defeat."
Carra Roosevelt was stunned. He didn't understand why Shenyang had such a strange request. Since he said it was a reconciliation, he had to fight three more moves. This was obviously a contradictory statement. Fang Qingjie nodded and said, "I agree with what the Holy Son of Shenyang said, but I didn't have enough fun either. Now, I have no worries anymore, so let me take your three moves." "Thank you for your understanding, Lieutenant Fang, although the two tribes are hostile to each other, I recognize you as a friend. After today's battle, I will invite you to drink. However, these three moves are not easy to handle, so you must be careful." "Don't worry, you have the killer's tricks, and I have them too. Now, let's have the best fight." Fang Qingjie shouted boldly.
Fang Qingjie understood why Shenyang made such a strange request, because Shenyang is a very proud person, no, it should be Shenyang with his own self-esteem. Fang Qingjie's battle with him was already the third game. Although Fang Qingjie had rest in the first and second games and had recovered his true energy, the true energy can be restored and his physical strength can also be restored, but the spirit consumed cannot be recovered in a short time. He competed with masters like Zhan Yang and Yuyang. Although there was no difference between life and death in these two games, what kind of masters are Zhan Yang and Yuyang? To fight with such masters, Fang Qingjie had to consume a lot of mental and mental strength. Therefore, in the third game, Fang Qingjie's strength could only be at most 80% of his usual strength. Others may not understand this, but Shen Yang understood it very well.
In other words, is Shenyang and the other three engaged in a wheel battle? Shenyang is a master. The master has the self-esteem and pride of a master. Using wheel battle to fight against opponents is the greatest disrespect of the opponent and the least disrespect of oneself. For young masters of the holy son who regard cultivation as life and the strongest and most confident in their own strength, fighting such a wheel battle is not what they want. If allowed, they don’t want to fight such a wheel battle at all. However, this battle is related to the dignity of the Shenguang clan. They have to fight, but they are unhappy and unhappy.
If possible, they prefer to have a life-and-death battle with Fang Qingjie. It doesn't matter whether it is victory or defeat. It's their happiest thing to be able to fight with masters. However, they know more clearly that Fang Qingjie cannot fight with them in life and death, because Fang Qingjie is not here to fight, but to deliver a message as an envoy. Even if Fang Qingjie is willing, the senior management of the Shenguang clan will never allow Fang Qingjie to have any trouble. No matter what the reason, if Fang Qingjie has something to do in the territory of the Shenguang clan, what is lost is the face of the Shenguang clan. Such things will never be allowed to happen.
Therefore, after Shenyang agreed to this battle, Fang Qingjie had achieved the purpose of sending a letter. Whether it was victory or defeat, Fang Qingjie had already obtained the qualification to receive His Majesty the Pope. His mission was completed. In other words, Fang Qingjie would no longer have any worries. In this way, Fang Qingjie could fight with confidence. If Fang Qingjie did not complete the task battle, it would be impossible to fight with confidence. In the hearts of people like Fang Qingjie, they would definitely regard the task as more important than their own life. Only by completing the task can he enjoy the battle. Only by letting Fang Qingjie enjoy the battle and defeating him can he win the honor, even if this honor has been reduced.
"Any Holy Son, even if he can't defeat an opponent with a level two levels lower than himself in wheel battle, it's really hard for him to have face to be a holy son." Shenyang thought so in his heart. They have used wheel battles, and as the finale, as the boss of the new generation of five holy sons of the Shenguang clan, but still unable to defeat Fang Qingjie, it can only prove that he is incompetent. As the person with the strongest confidence in his strength, such a thing will never be allowed to happen. Therefore, he must continue to fight and defeat Fang Qingjie, so that those who are interested can stop talking. This is the reason why Shenyang wants to continue to fight.
The reason why Fang Qingjie understands Shenyang is because he is the same person. He was unhappy in the two battles just now because he knew that his mission was not to come to the Divine Light Clan to defeat the Holy Son, but to deliver the message. Even if he could defeat the three Holy Sons, but not to send the message to the Pope, his mission was also a failure. At the beginning, he must retain his strength and keep his trump card so that he will not fail in the next two games. Therefore, he played unhappyly.
, he was unhappy in the battle. Now that the mission has been completed, even if he died under the three moves of Shenyang, I believe that the people of the Shenguang clan will get the letter from his body and send it to the Pope. In this way, he has no worries. Being able to defeat a sage son of the Shenguang clan is also a good thing to promote the majesty of the Yanhuang clan, and it is also his achievements. More importantly, as long as he fights with the masters, he can discover his shortcomings. This is the reason why he wants to continue fighting.
Cara Roosevelt could only smile bitterly. This was not just a competition, but related to the dignity of two young people and the confidence of cultivators. If they were not allowed to fight, these two people would probably be ruined from now on. A true strong man must have this confidence to overcome everything, and even if he fails, he will not lose his confidence.
After a few words of advice, Cara Roosevelt stepped back, gathered his skills, and was ready to take action at any time. Shenyang looked up at Tian and said, "Second Lieutenant Fang, is it you attack or I attack?" "Is there any difference? When the cultivation level reaches our level, it is the same for whoever attacks first." "Okay, I attack." Shenyang was not polite either.
"Earth-shaking Killing Fist." Shenyang roared wildly, his body had risen in the air, and he turned over in the air. His fists with both hands were like two huge hammers and knocked down at Fang Qingjie's head, first with his left fist, and then with his right fist. Judging from the white light displayed on these two fists, it emitted a high temperature that made people feel far away, which proves how terrible the fierce fighting energy contained in these two fists is.
"So strong, this is the real strength of Shenyang, so strong. His powerful force of this punch has blocked all the space around me, making me unable to dodge, and I have to fight with him. Judging from his punching power, he has tried his best, and I am afraid that I may not be able to take it." Fang Qingjie thought in his mind, but his hands were not slow, and he shouted angrily: "Du." The sword energy in his body was so strong. At this time, he no longer needed to retain anything. He had already put the Wuji sword energy valley in his body to the strongest.
Fang Qingjie swung his fists to fight. When his right fist touched Shenyang's left fist, two huge fist forces hit one circle, and a circle of white light shock waves visible to the naked eye spread to the surroundings. In just an instant, it spread to the defensive magic array around the ring, causing the entire defensive magic array to shake. Then, the entire ring started to move, and the ring under Fang Qingjie's feet cracked.
The second punch hit again. It was still so fierce that the ring had cracked a little half. When the two punches were facing each other, Shenyang flew up with the power of countershock. Then, the two fists were united, and the ten fingers were intertwined in the air, raised their heads, and rushed straight towards Fang Qingjie. This was the real earth-shaking killing punch. If the two fists were united, their power would not only double. If Fang Qingjie still had a single fist, he would probably be broken by Shenyang even his arm.
"Good boxing technique." Fang Qingjie shouted loudly. Then, with his arms crossed, his left arm on top and his right arm on the bottom, raised his head high, and the sword energy on his arm penetrated his body, leading to the last punch of Shenyang. The fists and arms intersected, and the loud thunderous sound made people's ears hurt. The huge shock wave almost collapsed. As for the ring, is there still a ring? The center part of the ring has been blown away, and Fang Qingjie has been buried under the gravel soil, but there is no figure in it.
Shenyang flew backwards and landed on the ground. A bright red flashed across his face, but it quickly disappeared. He waved his fists gently, and it hurt. "Boom." The gravel flew over, and Fang Qingjie jumped out of the pile of gravels, with dust all over his face, looking very embarrassed. "Son of Shenyang, I have lost a lot now. My image is so ugly that you made me look ugly." "You Fang Qingjie is a little embarrassed, but you have no injuries at all. On the contrary, my fists almost made your sword energy penetrate. Are you still hurting your muscles now? It's just a flattening." Shenyang said angrily.
Fang Qingjie smiled, and his sword energy was released, shaking all the dust and other things away, saying, "Good boxing technique, your last punch is too strong. I have no choice but to introduce your punch into your body and leak it underground. Therefore, the ring is over." "Don't worry about the ring, are you ready? My second punch is here." "Come on."
Chapter completed!