Fang Datong hid at the entrance of the second floor. This was a very clever angle, which allowed you to see everything that happened on the first floor, but people on the first floor could not see him.

Originally, he thought that even if the nine samurai who were quenched with sixth level could not be good, he could tie Fang Yuan.

But unexpectedly, the situation was one-sided and it was so fast.

When Fang Datong heard the rude man asking for help by name, he knew that he had to come forward, otherwise he would be considered a turtle with a headscared turtle.

"Fang Yuan, if you have anything to say, let someone go!"

As soon as Fang Datong walked towards the stairs, he began to give orders, his tone was still quite tough.

"Who are you?" Fang Yuan asked with his eyes slanted. He had a strong hatred for this ungrateful Fang Datong.

Fang Datong froze. He originally thought that with his majesty, Fang Yuan would at least sell his face, but he didn't expect that he would be ugly in person.

"Elder Datong save me!" The thick and powerful man burst into tears and shouted in a cold sweat.

"No one can save you. Unless you kneel down and kowtow, I will destroy you!" Fang Yuan made up his mind and wanted to use a generous man to establish his authority. Anyway, this guy is not a good thing.

"Good boy, you forced me to fight with you!" Fang Datong shouted angrily and flashed towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Datong has always been in charge of the alchemy hall, and he has the first moon to get close to the water and has sufficient elixirs to temper the body.

After decades of tempering, Fang Datong's kung fu has been quite solid. This attack uses the eternal green fu, and the strength seems soft, but it is actually spicy.

Fang Yuan did not look up and slapped it out with a palm, which happened to intersect Fang Datong's palm power in the air.

The two palms intersected, and it was silent. Fang Datong fully exerted the feminine palm power of Changqing Gong.

Fang Datong could find out clearly that Fang Yuan's strength was indeed only the sixth level of body quenching.

However, Fang Yuan's sixth level of body tempering is even more powerful than ordinary people's seventh level of body tempering, and his strength flows like waves.

Fang Yuan's body did not move at all, it didn't seem like he had passed by a pair of palms, but it seemed like he waved his hand casually.

Fang Datong was standing still unsteadily. He took three steps in a row before he stabilized his body.

All the children of the Fang family who were watching the audience changed their expressions. They did not expect that even Fang Datong, the old elder of the Fang family, was not Fang Yuan's opponent, which was too surprising.

The one who was most surprised at the scene was that Fang Datong. He knew the most about how much strength he contained in his palm.

But he didn't expect that his palm that he pushed out with all his might did not gain any advantage, but instead suffered a considerable loss.

"What kind of monster is this Fang Yuan?" Fang Datong was extremely surprised. He suddenly realized that it was necessary to re-examine Fang Yuan.

"If I want to slap you, no one can save you. Now I count one, two or three. If you don't kowtow and accompany you, I will take ruthless action!" Fang Yuan snorted coldly, not taking Fang Datong seriously at all.

"One!" Leng Mo Yin Han's voice sounded in this Sutra Pavilion.

All the onlookers looked at Fang Yuan and felt a bone-broken chill. They knew that Fang Yuan was definitely not a false intimidation.

"two!"

Everyone raised their hearts to their throats. Whether the brute man's skills can be preserved is just a matter of his thoughts.

"Elder Fang Yuan, please keep your subordinates!"

At this moment, a gust of wind passed in the field, and a thin old man appeared, with his face loose and his hands like chicken feet.

Fang Yuan did not expect that someone would stop him. Moreover, it seemed that the person looked like he was actually a master.

"Who is yours?" Fang Yuan controlled the surprise on his face and asked calmly.

"Haha, I have long forgotten my name. Elder Fang Yuan, you give him to me and I will strictly discipline him. How about it?" The expression on the skinny old man looked extremely sincere.

"Okay, as long as you can beat me, everything will be easy to negotiate!" Fang Yuan's eyes showed a strong sense of fighting.

"I haven't been fighting with anyone for a long time, but if you want to fight, I will fulfill your wish!" As the skinny old man spoke, his body floated up, and his movements were as fast as a ghost.

A gloomy chill suddenly rose in Fang Yuan's heart. He didn't care about hurting the rich man anymore, so he quickly took action to meet him.

The two palms intersected, and the force was swirling and spitting, each of them took several steps back.

Fang Yuan was quite shocked. He never knew that there was such a master hidden in this Sutra Pavilion.

Judging from the skills of this thin old man, I am afraid that even compared with Fang Daxin and others, they will not be much different. Compared with Fang Yuan, they seem to be even stronger.

When you suddenly encounter a strong enemy, Fang Yuan is fighting and activates the energy in your body. The wind is blowing, but it is not at a disadvantage.

"Haha, Elder Fang Yuan, it's indeed a young talent. I can't do anything to you, and you can't do anything to me. What should we do to stop each other?" The thin old man said panting.

"Okay!" After this fight, Fang Yuan knew that the other party did not use all his strength, and even his breathless expression was pretending.

Fang Yuan's full strength may be able to force the skinny old man out of strength, but that does not make much sense.

"Brother-in-law, I will spare this guy for your sake, but if there is such a situation again, I will never forgive him!" Fang Yuan took advantage of the situation and gave this father enough face.

"Thank you, Elder Fang Yuan! Please rest assured, I will definitely take them back for strict discipline. This time I will fine them a year's salary so that they can gain more attention in the future!"

The skinny old man nodded and said, glaring at him, showing majesty.

The rough and rich man and others were all like eggplants made of frost. They wilted at that time and they supported each other and left.

I turned around and looked at Fang Yuan, my eyes still full of vicious gazes.

Fang Yuan naturally would not be afraid of them. He had enough opponents, and he was not short of those.

Fang Datong felt bored on the side, and while Fang Yuan was talking to the skinny old man, he quietly slipped away.

Fang Yuan still saw Fang Datong who slipped away quietly, but he didn't say anything. After all, it would be extremely unwise to force Fang Datong to stay at this time.

After this trouble, Fang Yuan naturally added majesty, and the expressions of those disciples looking at him became much more respectful.

Fang Yuan cleaned up his chaotic mood and walked to the depths of the Sutra Pavilion. At this moment, no one who was blinded to the eye would dare to block his way.

The classics in the Fang family’s Sutra Collection can be said to be vast, and even with Fang Yuan’s eyesight, they were all confused.

After devouring the alien soul, Fang Yuan reached an almost perverted level in terms of memory and understanding.

It only took most of the day to read hundreds of sets of classics. Not only did he remember all the contents, but he also repeatedly deduced the actions in his mind.

There was a disciple next to him who wanted to peek at Fang Yuan to use that kind of exercise, but he saw that he kept raising the flag and was flipping through the books randomly there.

"It's really a wonderful thing that is hard to learn!" At the end, the disciple had to announce his giving up, and his face was filled with a look of loss.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Fang Yuan reluctantly stood up from many classics. His half-day reading immediately made his understanding of martial arts a step further.

Looking at the dense books, Fang Yuan sighed deeply. Even though he had read hundreds of sets, it was just a drop in the ocean.

If possible, Fang Yuan really wanted to pack these books and take them away. Unfortunately, although he had mysterious weapons, if he wanted to bring the books, the noise would be too big.

...

It was getting dark, and Fang Yuan took out two pills from his mysterious weapon and threw them into his mouth.

Fang Yuan can be said to be eager for strength, and he will not forget that Fang Dazhi always doesn't want to take his life.

The entrance of the pill turned into surging energy, constantly rinsing in Fang Yuan's body, constantly exercising every bone in his body.

Every minute of energy flowing, Fang Yuan could feel that his strength seemed to increase by one point.

Although the process of practicing qigong was a little boring, Fang Yuan was enjoying it. He knew that only by working harder in daily life can greatness be nurtured from the ordinary.

...

When Fang Yuan arrived at the practice hall again, he found that not only the thirty disciples he had received had arrived, but the ten disciples he had just received were also waiting aside early.

Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction in this regard, but what does this always show that these people have a good attitude and positive thoughts.

"Your talents are all relatively good, but you must not be proud and complacent. You must learn from these brothers who can persist!"

Fang Yuan looked at the previous disciples and said earnestly.

Those disciples with better talent all said they were all called yes.

"As for your ten newcomers, you must not be discouraged. You must always maintain an enterprising heart and constantly open your brain. Not only do you have to study hard day after day, but you must also learn to use your brain during practice. Only in this way can you be better, do you understand?"

"We understand!" The answer was very neat, and these people had already cultivated their energy.

"Okay, now is the time to ask questions freely. If you have any problems in cultivation, just ask me!"

Fang Yuan said with a smile that he has never been a regular teaching and always maintains a sense of intimacy.

Those disciples with better talent are already more flexible in mind, and the questions they ask are very targeted.

Fang Yuan kept nodding. From the questions raised by these disciples, he could see that these people were indeed learning with great sincerity.

After answering the questions of these disciples, Fang Yuan made a special trip among those disciples with good perseverance, encouraged them again, and taught them a few simple basic movements, asking them to start practicing.

These ten disciples immediately swung their swords and started practicing. It was indeed a perfect match and did not dare to cross the line.

Fang Yuan never tires about it, constantly helping them correct their postures, and personally demonstrates, including how to start, how to collect the sword, and how to stand, striving to be concise and practical.

All the disciples present knew that Fang Yuan was very busy, so while he was there, they all tried to show off in order to gain his favor and guidance.

Fang Yuan stayed for more than half an hour, then left. He asked Instructor Geng to gather the remaining disciples and start the third round of selection.

When Fang Yuan expressed the request for this round, all the disciples who were already very enthusiastic were stunned and scolded Fang Yuan for being perverted in unison.

It turned out that what Fang Yuan asked these disciples to kill monsters of the same level, and they were all the top monsters of the same level.

Originally, monsters of the same level are stronger than warriors of the same level. As for the top monsters of the same level, even if they reach the next level, warriors may not be able to withstand it.
Chapter completed!