After several battles, Mu Fang stood up and said to Feng Yan: "Master Feng, I want to challenge you. I know you have gone out to practice during this period, and I want to see it."
Feng Yan didn't talk nonsense, he stood up and jumped towards the ring. Mu Fang was stunned and followed him to the ring.
The two of them hugged each other, and Mu Fang immediately jumped back and took out a long sword from the storage ring. She looked at Feng Yan warily, and her wood attribute spiritual power boiled instantly.
Feng Yan looked at the vigilant Mu Fang, smiled, and said no nonsense. The fire attribute spiritual power in his body overflowed, and he rushed towards Mu Fang without any intention of testing. As soon as he came up, he shouted: "Crazy Fire"
fist!"
The fist wrapped in flames slammed towards Mu Fang at an astonishing speed, as bright as a meteor.
Mu Fang looked at the fist coming with a serious look on her face. The wood attribute was not suitable for fighting against the fire attribute. Therefore, Mu Fang immediately raised the long sword in her hand and poured all her spiritual power into the long sword to face Feng Yan's fist.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Mu Fang flew backwards five to six meters. After landing, his right hand holding the sword trembled, surprised by Feng Yan's strength.
Smiling, the flame in his hand extinguished, Feng Yan glanced at Mu Fang and said, "You are no match for me, just admit defeat."
"This is just the beginning, let's take the move." As he said that, Mu Fang raised his sword and swayed towards Feng Yan like the wind.
Just a few steps away from Feng Yan, Mu Fang shouted: "Pick leaves and flying flowers!"
In an instant, the wood properties around Mu Fang's body immediately formed pieces of green leaves, as lifelike as real leaves.
As Mu Fang waved his hand, the surrounding leaves flew out quickly and cut away towards Fengyan. Each leaf was like a sharp blade. As long as it was cut, blood would definitely fly out.
Feng Yan was not in a hurry, jumped back, raised his right hand upward, and shouted: "Raise fire to burn the sky!"
As soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, the area within three meters centered on him was instantly covered in flames, as if the flames rushed out from the ground, forming a pillar of fire more than ten meters high, and billowing heat waves flooded the surrounding area.
"What! Yuan level mid-level fire attribute qigong, it seems that Yan'er has worked very hard in the past few years." Ye Long looked at Feng Yan in slight surprise.
Feng Kong smiled and said: "This qigong was given by that master, and Feng Yan also studied it for a long time."
The flames came suddenly, and Mu Fang was unable to escape in time, and was enveloped in flames and engulfed instantly.
At this moment, all the flames were extinguished and the heat flow disappeared. Feng Yan walked out calmly and said to Mu Fang, who was in a daze, "You lost."
After a while, Mu Fang came back to her senses. Just now, she thought she would die here. She returned to the high platform and sat down dullly. She took a few deep breaths and looked at Feng Yan with some fear.
Rong Que took a sip of tea. Suddenly, he felt a murderous intention coming towards him. He looked up and found that Feng Que was looking at him sternly. After seeing Rong Que looking over, he immediately changed his smile and looked towards Rong Que.
nodded.
Rong Que thought with some confusion: "I have nothing against Feng Yan, so why would he have murderous intent on me?"
"That boy is so sensitive to murderous intent. It seems that he should be careful next time." Feng Yan was too surprised by Rong Que.
Then there were a few less intense fights, and Hong Yi came on the field again, knocking down one of them happily, and was so successful that he couldn't get enough of it.
It was gradually getting dusk. At this time, Feng Yan stood up and said to Rong Que: "Brother, shall we compete and learn from each other?"
"Okay, please." Rong Que stood up and made a gesture of invitation, and then he and Feng Yan came to the ring.
Everyone on the high platform cast interested glances. It can be said that this is a competition that they are all looking forward to. Feng Yan's strength is well known, and Rong Que defeated Mu Hui, who is not weak, so these two
The human competition has become the last event and the highlight of this tea party.
The two hugged each other's fists, and did not attack immediately. Instead, they faced each other, just like two friends who had known each other for many years. They did not make any attack movements, and they did not even take out their weapons.
After fighting quietly for a long time, suddenly, the two of them moved at the same time. Feng Yan's speed was like the wind, which was in sharp contrast to Rong Que's slower speed.
Ye Long, who was on the high platform, sighed and said: "This kid Rong Que may lose because his attack speed is not enough. If he moves fast enough, others will catch him to death."
"Lord City Lord, take your time and take a look. I think Que'er may not lose. This is the first time I'm so sure this time." Beidou smiled and put down the teacup in his hand.
"Oh? It's rare for Master Beidou to be so sure, so we have to take a closer look." Mu Hao laughed and moved his eyes back to the ring.
The distance between the two people on the ring quickly shortened, and Rong Que immediately punched Feng Yan. Unexpectedly, Feng Yan was already prepared. He stopped and slowed down for half a beat, and Rong Que's fist grazed the tip of his nose.
Then Feng Yan rushed forward and shouted: "Crazy Fire Fist!"
A punch hit Rong Que's abdomen. At such a close distance, Rong Que couldn't dodge and could only protect his abdomen with his arms and resist the punch.
"Bang!"
Rong Que was severely knocked away by this punch and landed more than ten meters away, causing a slight dent in the ring.
Feng Yan looked at his fist in surprise and said, "When did I become so strong?"
In fact, he didn't know that the heavy jewelry hanging on Rong Que's body weighed more than a thousand kilograms. If it fell from the air, the weight would have doubled. The force Rong Que endured at this time could be described as extremely terrifying.
But even though he had to bear a weight of nearly three thousand kilograms, Rong Que still stood up with difficulty, rubbed his head and said: "It seems that this won't work, it hurts so much."
"Admit defeat, you will not be my opponent." Although Feng Yan said this, he hoped in his heart that Rong Que would not admit defeat and keep fighting and lose face.
"Master, come on! I'm optimistic about you. Beat him. Let out your domineering spirit when killing monsters and scare him to death." Ye Minsi was already crazy. She stood on the chair and exerted all her strength without caring about the helpless Ye Long next to her.
Jumping up and down, he shouted loudly towards Rong Que.
Hong Yi couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at Rong Que: "Elder brother, use your special move quickly."
"A unique move?" When Feng Yan heard Hong Yi's words, he looked at Rong Que in surprise and thought to himself: "Does he still have any powerful moves that he hasn't used yet?"
Rong Que dug his ears with his little finger and said, "You'd better admit defeat, you are no match for me."
"Hahaha! My friend, you really know how to joke. You are the one who is at a disadvantage now. You dare to say such things to me. You are so courageous. I admire you." Feng Yan laughed, as if he heard something funny.
The jokes are average.
On the high platform, Ye Long shook his head and said: "Why is Queer so arrogant? In fact, it is not shameful to admit defeat."
Everyone nodded, but Beidou shook his head and said: "Que'er will win, as long as he wants to win."
"Master, you are too confident in your apprentice." Feng Kong smiled.
Beidou looked at Rong Que on the stage and said slowly: "His strength is definitely not as unbearable as it is now."