Fang Hao would never have thought that it would be him who appeared this time.
But then, Fang Hao felt something was wrong. The colorful guy who appeared in front of him had an aura that was even stronger than his own.
The other party is still in the realm of a great god. In this case, the other party can have such aura. Not surprisingly, it should be because the power of Tao is stronger than his own.
But, how is this possible?
Fang Hao felt incredible. He had just realized the nine great ways. The intensity of the ways even shocked him, but this guy was actually stronger than himself.
Before Fang Hao could react from the shock, the opponent had already taken action. Fortunately, Fang Hao had developed a habit of defense since the previous nine guys.
As soon as Cai Fanghao launched his attack, Fang Hao had already made corresponding defenses.
After fighting for a few times, Fang Hao felt even more incredible. Not only did this guy look the same as him, but his attack techniques were exactly the same as his own. Whether it was the attack method or the trajectory of the Tao, they were exactly the same.
Could it be said that this test is to allow yourself to defeat yourself?
Some related things immediately appeared in Fang Hao's mind, and he suddenly felt a chill. Which bastard was behind this bloody incident?
However, Cai Fang Hao didn't give him too many opportunities to complain now. Soon, Fang Hao was suppressed and lost his temper.
Thinking about it, Caifang Hao is the same as Fang Hao in all aspects, but his basic attributes are much higher. In a fight like this, it is difficult not to suppress him.
Even this time, Fang Hao did not dare to put down his weapon easily. He was afraid that if he was not careful, the other party would seize the opportunity and lose his head.
Fang Hao was quite confident in his grasp of the fighter plane.
What's going on with this guy?
Being suppressed by Cai Fanghao's constant use of Dao power, Fang Hao was depressed. In his opinion, the other party was also using the power of Jiugong Dao, but why were his and his basic strengths so different?
After that, it was like facing the dark shadow of the main road for the first time. Fang Hao could only defend with all his strength while thinking about the reason. This time, Fang Hao didn't even dare to think for too long at a time. Every time he took a breath, he needed to deal with the attack again.
Not to mention, gradually, maybe Fang Hao is really talented and he really found some extraordinary places.
On the surface, the other party is also a Nine Palace Avenue, but when used, the nine avenues are extremely unified, and it can even be said that they are completely integrated.
On his side, although there are also nine kinds of heavenly ways, they are uneven. Every time he activates them, there is a certain delay in activating the nine heavenly ways because Fang Hao is unable to concentrate on nine uses.
The consequence of this is that Fang Hao will have a serious period of depletion after every fight.
Even when used, the nine heavenly ways are very mixed, and there is no sense of uniformity at all.
The Cai Fanghao opposite could say that none of these questions existed. It was like a great avenue that contained the nine powers of the Nine Palaces.
This point can be said to be the essential difference. Fang Hao finally seemed to have caught something, a black light flashed in his eyes.
Jiugong Avenue, Jiugong Avenue...
Fang Hao kept reciting this sentence, and finally seemed to understand it, murmuring: "Could it be that I have misunderstood that the Nine Palaces Avenue is actually a kind of Tao in itself, and the so-called nine kinds of avenues just represent different ones?"
Part of it?
Thinking of this, Fang Hao finally understood everything, absolutely!
The Nine Palaces Avenue should be a kind of Tao in itself, but I misunderstood it.
Understanding this, Fang Hao began to think of a way to integrate the nine avenues.
Although he understood this, when he really wanted to fuse, Fang Hao still had no clue and was even in a mess.
Although he understands the Nine Palaces, it's just that. If you want him to really say something profound, don't force him.
However, Fang Hao's eyes immediately fell on him opposite him.
Although the opponent has his own fighting skills, but just like that, Fang Hao has a way to deal with him. After all, is there anyone who understands him better than him?
He knows all the subtle flaws in his moves and the loopholes in his attacks that others cannot see.
With this, Fang Hao temporarily stabilized the battle situation and had time to understand the Nine Palaces Avenue that Cai Cai used.
What he needs to do now is not to comprehend a brand new Tao, but to understand how the other party uses the Nine Palaces Tao. As long as he can understand this, fusion is possible.
However, this process was more difficult than Fang Hao imagined. The opponent's use of Tao was too perfect, and every time he activated it, it was almost fleeting.
There is no other way, Fang Hao can only use the old method again, throw the weapon and experience it for himself.
The result of this was that as Cai Fanghao attacked one after another, Fang Hao himself almost forgot how many times his body was hit.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, perhaps Fang Hao was not separated from his head.
Of course, there are also truly lucky things that just happened.
While Fang Hao was evolving the Nine Palaces in his heart, he was also feeling the other party's Nine Palaces. His hard work paid off, Fang Hao succeeded!
With the successful realization, Fang Hao could clearly feel that the nine great ways were merging in his heart. The nine ways that originally existed independently seemed to be attracted to each other and began to return to their places one by one.
Until the end, Fang Hao felt that the nine avenues in his heart were condensed into a tic-tac-toe, with a word printed on each position, corresponding to the corresponding palace position.
The long knife suddenly appeared in Fang Hao's hand, and the same aura as Cai Fang Hao was released, and then the two knives collided in the air.
To Fang Hao's surprise, he thought he was going to have to fight hard, but the moment Cai Fanghao collided with his long knife, his body began to twist.
The next moment, before Fang Hao could react, the opponent had turned into a rosy cloud and entered Fang Hao's body. The understanding of Jiugong Avenue was like a branding iron, branded in Fang Hao's heart.
Standing in the center of the platform, Fang Hao stared blankly at everything around him, feeling the Nine Palaces Avenue. Fang Hao still has a dreamy feeling. What on earth is going on?
The next moment, on the platform, the Nine Palaces emitted a bright light, and Fang Hao was stabbed so hard that he could not open his eyes.
When the light dissipated, Fang Hao opened his eyes.
Everything that came into view next made Fang Hao gasp: "I'm going, where am I?"
At this moment, Fang Hao found himself as if he was on the top of a high mountain. Looking around, the misty clouds and mist made him look like a fairyland.
The top of the mountain at your feet is a polygon, with a word on each side, which is actually the word corresponding to the Nine Palaces.
Looking straight into the center, a life-size stone sculpture two meters high stands there.
What is carved on it is an old man with a calm expression, standing there as if in a daze. (To be continued)