Although everyone was a little unresponsive to Xiao Yu's admission of defeat, they didn't pay much attention to it. In their hearts, Xiao Yu was just here to make up the numbers. Now they only care about when the battle between Fang Yu and Ji Wuya will start, and who is better.
Time passed little by little, and Fang Yu was also recovering his energy under the ring, striving to face Ji Wuya in full strength.
"Fang Yu, Ji Wuya, take your positions."
After hearing the referee's words, Fang Yu opened his eyes and ended the practice. Xiaoyu, Bainian and Cecilia, who had just woken up and blushed, all said "Come on" to Fang Yu and asked him to be careful.
Fang Yu walked onto the stage, and everyone in the audience started cheering.
"Fang Yu!"
"Fang Yu, come on!"
"You are the hope of our Cangyun Sect, come on."
"come on."
When it was Ji Wuya's turn to appear, there were screams from the audience.
"Ah, Ji Wuya is so handsome."
"Ji Wuya, come on."
"Ji Wuya, I want to have a little monkey with you."
Fang Yu was instantly unbalanced. Why do you have so many female fans and all mine are male fans? Am I so like a fencer?
Not to mention, Ji Wuya is eight feet tall, wearing a purple robe, with a handsome face, and long black hair tied behind his head. From a distance, he looks like a handsome young man.
Fang Yu himself can be considered a handsome guy, but compared to Ji Wuya, he is indeed "somewhat" inferior.
"Ji Wuya." Ji Wuya said his name as soon as he stood opposite Fang Yu. It was like saying his name to the opponent he longed for. This is a kind of respect.
"Did I hear you correctly? This is the first time Ji Wuya has said his name?"
"Yes, he didn't bother to introduce himself before because he always crushed his opponents, so this is the first time he said his name."
"It seems that Fang Yu put a lot of pressure on him."
"Fang Yu." Fang Yu also said his name solemnly.
Hearing Fang Yu's name, Ji Wuya's fighting spirit began to boil. His body longed for a battle, a hearty battle, which he had not had for a long time.
At this time, Fang Yu felt a familiar aura from Ji Wuya, who was filled with fighting spirit, but the aura was so weak that he couldn't tell where he felt it.
"The competition begins."
"war."
"war."
The two roared and rushed toward each other. Neither side chose to use weapons, but instead used their bodies and fists.
Ji Wuya punched Fang Yu in the chest, and Fang Yu was not to be outdone and punched him. The fists of both sides collided, but Fang Yu was inferior and was knocked back more than ten meters.
The current strength of Fang Yu is too different. Compared with Ji Wuya, he is not on the same level at all.
Fang Yu, who landed on the ground, did not give up, but chose to use Xunfeng Movement, hoping to rely on his own speed to attack Ji Wuya.
Ji Wuya looked at Fang Yu who was moving very fast with an expressionless face and was not in a hurry to take action.
Fang Yu moved around Ji Wuya, trying to find Ji Wuya's flaws so that he could hit him with a fatal blow. But no matter how he moved, he always felt that Ji Wuya's eyes were staring at him, and his movement trajectory had been seen through.
Already.
Fang Yu knew he couldn't wait any longer, gritted his teeth, found a seemingly weak spot, and rushed over.
"Vajra Palm."
Fang Yu's golden palm slapped Ji Wuya, and Ji Wuya's palm suddenly stretched out and grabbed Fang Yu's wrist, throwing him out.
"Fang Yu, please be more serious."
Fang Yu smiled slightly bitterly. In his normal state, he was too weak and was not even qualified to touch others. He would have to strengthen his martial arts skills later on.
Fang Yu got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and the fighting spirit in his eyes began to boil. The silver-gray dragon totem on his chest suddenly emitted a faint light, and his body became stronger than before.
Fang Yu's hair accessories fell to the ground, and his hair moved automatically without any wind. Combined with his unspeakable domineering attitude, all the fans were fascinated for a while.
"Damn, did you notice that Fang Yu suddenly became so handsome?"
"Yeah, I think so too."
"He's really handsome."
"I declare that Fang Yu is my new husband-in-law."
"Don't you like Ji Wuya?"
"I like both of them, can't I?"
"Fang Yu, I want to fence with you."
"Brother Fang Yu, come on."
Fang Yu heard Xiao Yu's words and smiled at her. Looking at the dazzling smile, Xiao Yu's face turned red. A long sigh suddenly sounded behind Xiao Yu, and then someone fell to the ground.
Ji Wuya looked at Fang Yu and said excitedly: "You are finally serious, let us fight well."
Ji Wuya took off his purple robe, revealing his bronze body with eight-pack abs. Seeing this, Fang Yu turned to look at the audience.
"Ah!" screams rang out.
Ha, they are indeed superficial women. Fang Yu said arrogantly.
Suddenly, Fang Yu felt the burning gazes from around him. He looked under the ring and found that they were all looking at him with expectant expressions.
Fang Yu was a little speechless. If you want to take off your clothes, I will not accompany you. Thinking of taking off his clothes to fight Ji Wuya, Fang Yu suddenly felt that the air was a little anxious.
Fang Yu shook his head vigorously to drive that image out of his mind, and then put on his clothes to fight with Ji Wuya.
Fang Yu's fist collided with Ji Wuya's, and a powerful wave of air blew up dust on the ground and fell outside the ring.
Everyone in the audience hid one after another, fearing that dust would hit their faces. At the same time, they also looked at the two people on the stage in shock. The battle between them was too fierce, and it was not at the same level as the previous battles.
This time it was just a simple test, Fang Yu used a little force, and Ji Wuya on the opposite side also knew this.
"Emperor Fist."
Ji Wuya roared, and an invisible pressure descended on Fang Yu.
Hearing the Imperial Fist, Cecilia looked at Fang Yu solemnly. She was defeated by this move in the first place, and the powerless and awe-inspiring majesty left traces in her heart.
But the coercion exuded by Ji Wuya had no effect on Fang Yu, and he was not even qualified to make Fang Yu pause.
When Ji Wuya saw this, he waved his golden fist and punched Fang Yu one after another.
Fang Yu dodged left and right, and punched Ji Wuya in the ribs. Ji Wuya's expression changed, and he quickly crossed his hands, trying to block Fang Yu's punch.
Fang Yu punched Ji Wuya on the arm, sending him flying away. Ji Wuya, who fell to the ground, was not disappointed, but looked excited.
"Fang Yu, you are worthy of being my valued opponent. You are the first person among your peers to force out my trump card." Ji Wuya said with excitement.
"Emperor body."
Ji Wuya roared, and his body began to change. The golden color dyed his skin, flowing all over his body, turning his skin into a light golden color.
The Imperial Body is the unique skill of the Ji family. It is based on the treasures of genius and earth, supplemented by national strength and luck. It can only be successfully cultivated after thousands of times of hard work.
And once he cultivates the Ji family's imperial body, he will be linked to the Ji family for life. If the Ji family is strong, the emperor's body will be strong; if the Ji family is weak, the emperor's body will be weak.
"Ji Wuya, have you made up your mind?" Cecilia murmured to herself.
The powerful breath hit his face, and Fang Yu felt that the dragon totem on his chest was heating up, his body was trembling, and his fighting spirit was burning.
Now Ji Wuya is like a human emperor, full of majesty.
Ji Wuya said to Fang Yu: "Stop."
Fang Yu felt that the area around his body suddenly seemed to be frozen, and he was struggling to move.
"Emperor body, it's a pity that you are only an emperor in the human world, not a martial emperor. You can't trap me." Fang Yu said, shaking his head.
"drink."
Silver-gray light shone on the dragon totem, and Fang Yu broke free from the restraints and regained his mobility again.
Ji Wuya looked at Fang Yu with some surprise. He thought that after trapping Fang Yu, he would defeat him, but he didn't expect that his move failed.
His imperial body has absolute suppression power compared to those with lower martial arts levels. Unless he encounters that kind of extremely powerful physique, his imperial body is invincible.
Ji Wuya said bitterly: "Isn't the imperial body still unable to suppress your special physiques?"
Ji Wuya's mind came back to the incident that caused him so much pain.
Fang Yu looked at Ji Wuya, whose fighting spirit had disappeared, frowned and said, "Special physique? Who told you that special physiques can't be dealt with? If that's the case, then why doesn't Emperor Qianyuan have a special physique?"
The martial arts emperor Qian Yuan, one of the four great emperors of the human race, aspired to the throne of the great emperor by breaking his own limits again and again with an ordinary physique.
"Just because you can't win now doesn't mean you won't be able to win in the future. If you can't compare with physical fitness, then compete with Kung Fu. If you can't compete with Kung Fu, just compete with martial arts. How can you give up until the end?" Fang Yu shouted.
He didn't want to watch such an opponent lose his will, otherwise even if he won, he wouldn't have the pleasure of winning.
Fang Yu's words hit Ji Wuya's heart directly, and fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
"That's right, I won't give up until the last moment. I, Ji Wuya, the crown prince of the Daqian Dynasty, want nothing more than martial arts, martial arts, geniuses and treasures. It doesn't matter if I don't have a special physique. I can crush him in my realm.
After all? Besides, my imperial body hasn’t fully awakened yet, so one failure doesn’t mean anything.”
"Fang Yu, let's fight again." Ji Wuya yelled.
"war."
Ji Wuya and Fang Yu fought together again. Each side punched each other, punching each other to the flesh. Fang Yu's clothes were shattered by the battle between them.
"Emperor Fist."
"True Dragon Fist."
Both sides used their own special moves at the same time. The dragon claws and fists collided, and the powerful energy exploded. Both people were blown away with blood dripping from their bodies.
After a few seconds, Fang Yu relied on the ancient True Dragon Art and the recovery ability of the Chaos Immortal Body to get up from the ground tremblingly and stood until the last moment.
"Fang Yu wins."
There were strong shouts from the audience, everyone calling Fang Yu's name.
Before Fang Yu could say a few words, his vision suddenly went dark and he fainted. This chapter has been completed!