Luo Xiaoxia still had her eyes closed, but it seemed she could see Fang Zong. She laughed and said, "The lucky one who got two byes?"
He slowly extended his hand, thumbs up, then suddenly slammed it down!
"Hey, that's interesting!"
Fang Zong couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Alright, alright, fine. Actually, I originally wanted to admit defeat, then beat you up, gang up on you, and snatch the Great Rejuvenating Pill from Nanlin Temple. I was too lazy to fight to the death. But one of us was unlucky, and I just happened to be angry."
Luo Xiaoxia tilted her head: "Is it my fault for hitting your friend?"
Fang Zong smiled and said, "That's part of the reason."
"What about the other reasons? Do they have anything to do with me?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Then I won't fight you. If you want to fight, let's wait until the championship match at five o'clock."
Luo Xiaoxia laughed interestingly: "Right now, I haven't expended much energy, so it doesn't matter whether we fight now or at five o'clock, but I just don't want to do what you want, so what are you going to do about it?"
Fang Zong: "..."
He added to himself, "Military generals are all worthless."
This Luo Xiaoxia looks arrogant, but who would have thought he's even more shrewish than him.
But thinking about it, it's not surprising. If it were me, I definitely would have... [Wait, no! Where did I sound so agitated? It was Luo Xiaoxia who sounded agitated!]
Fang Zong's mind was racing with all sorts of random thoughts. When he saw Luo Xiaoxia preparing to leave the stage, he suddenly laughed and said, "Holy light is all bullshit."
Luo Xiaoxia suddenly turned around.
Fang Zong straightened his face, raised his foot in a serious manner, and then kicked down again, saying in a voiceover: "Smack, did you see that? I extinguished a ball of holy light."
Luo Xiaoxia suddenly opened her eyes, and her whole body shone brightly.
Fang Zong remained expressionless, then lifted his foot again and continued his voiceover: "Smack, did you see that? I extinguished another ball of holy light."
Without saying a word, Luo Xiaoxia drew his Holy Light Greatsword.
Fang Zong smiled and asked, "Are we still waiting until five o'clock?"
Luo Xiaoxia pointed her sword at Fang Zong, exuding a powerful aura: "If you want to fight, then come and fight!"
"Sorry, it's my turn now and I'd like to wait until 5 o'clock."
Fang Zong laughed and turned to leave, but suddenly, a sharp gust of wind appeared behind him, and two greatswords slashed down from the sky, heading straight for the back of his head.
"Bang!"
A loud bang!
Fang Zong just happened to wield his knife in reverse and blocked the opponent's two-handed greatsword. The fierce force slammed Fang Zong down half a meter, and spider web-like cracks appeared under his feet, causing the ground to collapse!
"Fight!" Fang Zong suddenly shouted.
If you want war, then let's fight!
My blood is boiling! Every second counts!
Suppressed by the greatsword, Fang Zong's biceps felt as if steel bars were being stretched taut, compressing the torrents in his major blood vessels and even all his capillaries.
A sound like ocean waves emanated from within him. With a sweeping kick, he faced the enemy head-on. Tang Hengdao (a type of sword) swept upwards like a silver waterfall, its purple-blue light blazing as it struck!
Without a word, he executed the killing slash!
"Sharp enough, but unfortunately, the level is too low!" Luo Xiaoxia said sarcastically, but felt a chill in his heart, and narrowed his eyes.
If his previous sword strike was still somewhat like "beating a kid," Fang Zong's backhand slash, the Killing Slash, had made him take it seriously.
There's no other reason than that Fang Zong's energy is just too damn pure.
Although the Killing Technique is of a low level, it is incomparably sharp!
"Holy Light Slash!" The two greatswords slashed downwards, colliding head-on with Fang Zong.
Swords clashed, and the scene fell silent. Countless people, including Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, stared intently at the point where the two clashed.
There was no sound, only silence.
It was as if the blades didn't collide at all; there wasn't even a sound of them colliding!
but……
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and a burst of light erupted.
Where the blades clashed, the two men's energy finally broke free of its restraints, producing a deafening roar.
Luo Xiaoxia's energy was a pure white expanse, expanding from the point of impact into a dazzling sun; Fang Zong's energy was like a raging fire, burning, burning incessantly, just as he said, he was...
My blood is burning!
It was as if gasoline was spread under Fang Zong's feet, and suddenly it burst into a sea of fire!
"Hiss... what should I say?"
"You should say, this child is terrifying!"
"Go to hell with your thirty-year history!"
The scene below the stage was chaotic.
It was obvious that Fang Zong and Luo Xiaoxia had fought to a draw.
This was astonishing. In everyone's eyes, Fang Zong and Luo Xiaoxia were like an 1980s fountain pen and a Lamy brand ultra-high-end gold pen placed together. Although the old fountain pen had its glory days, it couldn't compare to the value on banknotes of a high-end gold pen.
But now? They suddenly discovered that the old fountain pen was also a limited edition, and in terms of value, it was on par with the most exquisite high-end products!
This is terrifying!
Fang Zong, a newly promoted military general,
Just a few days ago, they had rarely heard of this character and only thought he was a support-type general.
They fought to a draw with the Holy Light?
The top spot on the Leopard Ranking—is it truly a battle of titans?!
"Your energy purity..." Luo Xiaoxia asked in surprise.
Last year, he was only at the eighth level of cultivation. In the era of the resurgence of ghost energy, his cultivation speed was extremely fast. No one knew that he was already at the ninth level of cultivation, just one level away from breaking through to the tenth level and advancing to the level of a powerful expert.
But he and Fang Zong fought to a draw?
In Luo Xiaoxia's perception, Fang Zong's energy reserves were inferior to his, but the purity of his energy, that is, its quality...
Damn it!
For every unit of energy someone else needs, he needs one and a half units to withstand it!
This was the first time he had expended more energy than his opponent.
He lost his virginity during his fighting career!
Luo Xiaoxia's voice even changed in tone.
Fang Zong also sensed this and grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth: "Hey, it feels like I could beat you, isn't that just my imagination?"
"It's a pity your level is too low." Luo Xiaoxia smiled, revealing a set of snow-white teeth.
At this moment, Luo Xiaoxia had fully opened her eyes. Her eyes were somewhat forlorn, but also bright and piercing.
He faced Fang Zong squarely and was prepared to use all his strength to defeat him seriously.
He has that confidence!
But suddenly, Fang Zong's thumb slipped off the hilt of the knife.
Then, the index finger, the middle finger, loosened one by one, and then, one by one, gripped the hilt of Tang Hengdao Zhan Yue even more tightly.
As the power increased and the intensity of the energy burst forth, Luo Xiaoxia was pushed back three meters, leaving a half-foot-deep ditch in the ground beneath her feet.
Then, with a 'crack,' the two-handed greatsword was cleaved open by the Moon Slash, leaving a nick the size of a grain of rice.
"What a fine knife!" Luo Xiaoxia exclaimed in surprise.
Fang Zong smiled slightly and accepted Zhan Yue's praise. In return, he felt he should work even harder.
And so… “The method—weakness critical strike… (demon)!”
"Sizzle!"
The sword breaks, and the man flies away!
It's a level one weakness-based critical strike technique, but it's a terrifying technique at the demon level.
It can only be used once a day, but it exceeded Fang Zong's limit, unleashing a terrifying attack with a strength of one and a half times!
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