Fang Yuan was so angry that he was about to challenge Ye Huan, but unexpectedly he was challenged in advance.

Moreover, the guy who challenged him was still so rude, as if he was going to take him.

How could Fang Yuan bear this? He decided to teach Yao Yuan a lesson. Do you really think he is easy to bully?

However, Fang Yuan searched all his memories and never remembered what was the relationship with Yao Yuan? What was the purpose of his opponent's challenge in such anger?

Could it be that he has an affair with Feng Gui and Young Master Feng?

Could it be that the old student can’t stand the new student being too popular?

...

Fang Yuan shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, don't think about it. This guy is obviously here to ask for a fight and must not let him down.

"Fang Yuan has what skills do you have? Just use it?" Fang Yuan jumped out, quite neatly.

In front of everyone, especially in front of Mei Bingying, Fang Yuan must not lose his influence.

He must fight in this battle, and he must win, and he must win beauty.

call!

Yao Yuan came out of his palm, like a catkin flying, and his palm hit Fang Yuan's face, and he made a very quick move.

Looking at Yao Yuanru's eyes that were about to spit out of fire, he really wanted to slap Fang Yuan in the face, and his move was very vague.

Fang Yuan was startled. Fortunately, his spirit fox step had a considerable foundation. Seeing this, he quickly shook his body and flew out like a spirit fox.

Yao Yuan's body was like a shadow, and he followed Fang Yuan with a wonderful turn in the air. He looked at the place where his palm was still greeting Fang Yuan's face.

Fang Yuan was prepared for this time. When Yao Yuan attacked, his waves were already thrown back with his big wave.

Bang!

The two of them intersected their palms, making a very crisp sound, and then they floated away.

Fang Yuan's eyes showed surprise. His palm was rushed out, and the force was not very strong, but the opponent's palm was soft and hard, but it was definitely not ordinary.

Yao Yuan was shocked and angry. He did not expect that Fang Yuan could produce a stormy aura with just one hand.

"I'll kill you, a shameless thing?" Yao Yuan roared angrily, and then his palms came like a butterfly, with extremely complex changes.

Fang Yuan finally realized that Yao Yuan was actually a sissy, speaking like a woman, and with a strong sense of jealousy. Why is this?

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Fang Yuan still had to focus his energy on his opponent in front of him. Yao Yuan's strength is not bad, he has reached the Zhoutian realm and is considered a rare opponent.

Yao Yuan was more and more shocked as he fought. He had used all his skills to urge this set of willow catkins and flying flower palms to the extreme, but he still suffered a loss.

Fang Yuan’s move was extremely simple, just the Canglang Palm, the left and right palm. On the surface, it seemed similar, but the strength was everywhere, but it was ever-changing.

Circles made of gas are constantly swinging open, and the force is constantly expanding outward.

Yao Yuan's body kept retreating, as if he was washed by huge waves of floods. He let him use all his skills, but he could not stop them at all.

"Sister, it's best to see the opponent clearly before the next challenge!" Fang Yuanhu roared and suddenly increased his strength.

Yao Yuan bit his teeth and blew his palms together, which obviously used all his strength.

Bang!

A heart-pounding sound dissipated, revealing Yao Yuan's figure.

Yao Yuan had disheveled hair and looked extremely pale, and he was obviously suffering internal injuries.

Fang Yuan was not too polite. He had to teach him some lessons to such opponents who came to provoke him.

Yao Yuan stared at Fang Yuan with an extremely fierce look. He wanted to continue fighting, but he was already injured.

On the other hand, Fang Yuan looked calm and composed.

Seeing this, even a fool should understand that Fang Yuan's strength is definitely higher than him, and it is not a little bit too much.

"Wait, one day, I will come to challenge you!" Yao Yuan said viciously.

Fang Yuan sneered that it would be difficult for any opponent he defeated to get any benefits from him, because these people could not keep up with his skills.

The outer disciples were all surprised. Since Fang Yuan easily defeated Yao Yuan, his image as a strong man has finally gradually gained popularity.

Mei Bingying's face was still indifferent. This level of battle could not arouse her interest at all. Her ambitions were very great.

In addition to Fang Yuan and Yao Yuan, there were other challenges in the field, all of whom were fighting fiercely, as if they were desperate.

Jose looked around with relish. This man was born a sadist and especially liked blood.

"Good boy, I've been looking for you for a long time!" Fang Yuanyi jumped, came to Ye Huan, and said angrily.

"Is that true, this junior brother, what's the point of doing?" Ye Huan smiled and looked puzzled.

Fang Yuan was speechless. Unexpectedly, Ye Huan had forgotten him after not seeing each other these days, but he had been resentful.

"Do you still remember this thing?" Fang Yuan took out the fake ninth-grade body-tempering pill bought from Ye Huan, and wished he could hit him hard on the face.

"Oh, junior brother, it's you? It's really you! You don't know that I have been looking for you these days..." Ye Huan woke up suddenly, pounded his chest and stamped his feet, with extreme surprise in his eyes.

"What are you looking for me?" Fang Yuan was stunned. Looking at Ye Huan's appearance, it didn't seem like a fake.

"Junior brother, junior brother! You don't know, I got you the wrong pill, so I've been ashamed of myself. I can't sleep all night and I don't know how much white my hair has turned. God is pitiful. Finally, I can see you again in my lifetime, and give me a chance to make up for it..." Ye Huan sighed with a sincere look on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, the Holy Martial Coin is coming!" Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and said loudly.

"I didn't bring the Holy Martial Coin, so let's use the sect contribution value to compensate, okay?" Ye Huan said pitifully.

Fang Yuan nodded. In the Shengwu Academy, the contribution value of the sect and the Shengwu coins can be used for each other.

bite!

The two took out their identity cards and quickly transferred the money.

Fang Yuan nodded when he saw the contribution value of the hundred sects he had obtained.

Fortunately, Ye Huan's attitude was quite honest, otherwise Fang Yuan wouldn't mind fighting with him. Although he had a high overall ranking just now, Fang Yuan was not afraid of him.

After class!

"Boss, you are so awesome. In comparison, we two seem to be a lot of food!" Zhang Heng said dejectedly.

Among the serious disciples, Zhang Heng is very strong, but among ordinary outer disciples, he is a drag.

In contrast, Zhang Heng felt a little disappointed and even a little discouraged, wanting to be a traitor disciple.

"What if you two believe me and guide you in your spare time?" Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and suddenly said.

Zhang Heng and Lu Chen were both very happy and nodded repeatedly. They had seen the magic of Fang Yuan's skills.

Fang Yuanken taught them that he saw that these two people were talented and very talented. If they could lead the right path, they would definitely shine.

A secluded corner!

This is a suitable place for martial arts practice. The Shengwu Academy is very big. If you want to find such a place, there are really many places.

Zhang Heng used his overlord's spear technique honestly, and it turned out that the gun was like a dragon, and the tiger was full of wind.

Fang Yuan looked around, but he didn't comment, and there was no expression on his face.

Zhang Heng was very nervous, not knowing what Fang Yuan said to him. He was not afraid of Fang Yuan's criticism, but was afraid that Fang Yuan would not advise him.

Lu Chen used the Thirteenth Strategy of the Mad Sword. He used one sword after another, stunned Zhang Heng beside him.

If Lu Chen was willing to use his crazy sword, he would not have lost when he faced Chang Jianren, but he endured it.

"Zhang Heng, your Overlord's spear technique has many flaws..." Fang Yuan said directly without any politeness.

Although he was prepared for a long time, Zhang Heng still felt unwilling to accept it. His Overlord's Swordsmanship might have flaws, but it should not be said to be a lot. After all, this is a complete set of martial arts, and he consciously has practiced it in place.

"First of all, it is that it lacks momentum. A true overlord must be domineering. Once you stop there, you will be as powerful as a mountain..."

Looking at Zhang Heng's expression, Fang Yuan smiled faintly and said without hesitation.

Zhang Heng was still dissatisfied because he felt that his movements were already domineering and his eyes were sharp enough. Ordinary opponents might run away from the wind.

Fang Yuan did not continue to say it, but suddenly stood up and then put on a stance. It was Zhang Heng's starting style of "proud against the world" in the shooting technique of the Overlord.

It's just a simple posture, giving people the feeling that it is as calm as a mountain, and a faint pressure that makes everyone who sees surrender.

Zhang Heng was completely stunned. With this momentum alone, Fang Yuan definitely surpassed his master, but in terms of strength, Fang Yuan was much worse than his master.

If you didn’t have more than ten years of hard work, you would never have had such a posture. You are simply a master at the level of a master.

"Boss, how many years have you practiced overlord marksmanship?" Zhang Heng took a deep breath, then sighed and said.

"I have never practiced the Overlord's Swordsmanship. All my experiences are obtained from the drill you just did!" Fang Yuan told the truth.

In fact, after Zhang Heng practiced the Overlord Gun this time, Fang Yuan had deduced it countless times in his mind, so he had such a magical effect.

"My God, boss, you are such a genius!" Zhang Heng was completely convinced. He was in a trance and vaguely felt that Fang Yuan was the overlord in the world. Even if there were thousands of troops in front of him, he would still face him proudly, as if facing thousands of ants.

Fang Yuan then spoke and found countless flaws from Zhang Heng's overlord gun.

Of course, Fang Yuan is not a general preaching. If you just say it, it would be too boring. Fang Yuan analyzed Zhang Heng's spearmanship with every move.

At first glance, Zhang Heng felt extremely frustrated. He had always been proud of his marksmanship, but he did not expect that there were so many fallacies.

However, Zhang Heng was soon stunned by the magical shooting skills practiced by Fang Yuan. His heart became more and more happy, just like picking up a big treasure.

As a martial arts practitioner, the most important thing he wants to improve is his strength. Zhang Heng likes to use guns and is immersed in the overlord gun for several years. Now that he has heard of the real guns, why don’t he be ecstatic?

"Your Overlord's spear technique is pretty good, but there are too many virtual moves inside, which is really not consistent with the name of Overlord, so I have simplified it for you, from the eighteen styles to the nine styles, from beginning to end, they are 'proud and stand in the world', 'sweeping thousands of troops', 'shouldering all the way'..."

Fang Yuan said, while demonstrating Zhang Heng from the beginning. Every shot was extremely powerful, full of the power of thousands of troops, and had the momentum to sweep the world.

What's even more amazing is that every move is so natural and smooth, and it is natural, without any trace of axe.

Zhang Heng's eyes were filled with a brilliant color, and the joy in his heart was indescribable. With his mood, he didn't even hold the gun too steadily.

"Haha, boss, your overlord's spear technique is so magical that I want to abandon my sword and get rid of the gun..."

Lu Chen was half joking and half serious, and he was envious in his words.

"Don't be anxious, you kid, I'll help you sort out the crazy sword later, which is definitely no less than his overlord gun!" Fang Yuan quipped with a smile, and he could understand the joyful and surprised expressions of Lu Chen and Zhang Heng.
Chapter completed!