Chapter 50 Three times five divided by two!(1/2)
Fang Qingyun smiled slightly, walked out, and said: "Fight me, Zhao Junhong, first. I'm third. You can't beat me, so you don't have to fight Fang Qingyun."
"Otherwise, it would be blasphemy against my elder brother Fang Qingyun."
Yan Ang was startled: "Your eldest brother? Is Fang Qingyun your eldest brother?"
"What's your expression?"
"I tell you, my elder brother Fang Qingyun is so great!"
"Like the sun, you can only look up and worship..."
Fang Qingyun looked excited and murmured in his heart: If it wasn't too exaggerated, I would have called him uncle.
Yan Ang was a little silent, staring at Fang Qingyun strangely, and said: "Are you an admirer of Fang Qingyun?"
"Of course!" Fang Qingyun suddenly looked enthusiastic and said: "The person I, Zhao Junhong, admire the most in my life is Fang Qingyun. For Fang Qingyun, I am willing to do anything, slap myself, and act like a little Zhao Zi next to him.
"
Zhao Junhong looked at Fang Qingyun with a faint look.
Damn it, if I can't beat you, I will fight you to the death!
No, I'm going to slap you.
A group of people walked into a training room.
"What is the spirit-enhancing liquid?"
Zhao Junhong asked in a low voice.
After hearing this, Lao Li asked them to fight directly. Obviously, it was definitely a good thing.
"To put it simply, it is a compressed liquid with spiritual power. After taking it, it can forcibly increase the spiritual power in the body, usually by 3 to 5 points."
Lao Li explained in a low voice, "Although you have entered the secret realm, and you have to go to the spiritual pressure room, the amount of spiritual power contained in a person's body is limited."
"It's tied to talent."
"A bottle of water can only hold 1 jin. You can't fill it with 2 jins no matter what."
"The spirit-increasing liquid can break this limit and forcefully increase it."
Fang Qingyun said in surprise: "Do you think we are about to reach our limit?"
"Don't be so confident, okay?" Lao Li said with a headache: "How much spiritual power do you have now? Especially yours, Fang Qingyun, it is estimated to be more than 70 points. This is already an unimaginable number. I guess
This time, your reiatsu chamber can't even increase by 10 points."
"Haha, you are a warrior, you have the final say."
"Fuck, what do you mean?"
"Snapped!"
At this moment, Yan Ang took off his work clothes, revealing the powerful clothes underneath, and walked towards the ring with a gun and a sword in his hand.
"I'll go!" Fang Qingyun said speechlessly: "Can you still use the gun?"
Old Li said speechlessly: "What's wrong with using a gun? I've told you a long time ago that when fighting, you must go all out. This is also advocated by the powerful human beings, with the purpose of killing the opponent."
"Then I'll use the heavy machine gun, click, click, click, and all enemies will be dead."
"Haha, try it!"
There was strong contempt in Lao Li's eyes.
In fact, after becoming a quasi-warrior, he is so fast that he can definitely avoid bullets at close range.
If you really think you are invincible with a gun, your death will definitely be ugly.
Many warriors abandon their guns and use knives, or use powerful psychic guns.
But those require psychic control.
Psychic powers belong to the purview of warriors.
Is this guy in front of me a warrior?
"Okay!" Fang Qingyun slowly took out a knife and said calmly: "Then I will do it for real."
Looking at the blood-stained sword, this time, it was Yan Ang's turn to frown.
After being chopped by this thing, it seems that there is no need to think too much.
However, you will definitely be defeated this time!
"Bah bang bang!"
Yan Ang's eyes flashed coldly, he raised his gun and shot.
Several bullets flew towards Fang Qingyun.
Fang Qingyun's face was calm, and he exerted force on his feet, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and the whole person disappeared on the spot.
"So fast!"
Yan Ang felt a strong gust of wind coming, and without thinking, he swung his sword to slash to the left.
"boom!"
A bloody knife came towards him and collided with his sword.
"Fool, will my sword be an ordinary sword?"
Yan Ang sneered.
The scientific researchers are all wealthy people, and the weapons they carry are all of high quality.
He could already imagine the scene where Fang Qingyun's sword was cut off by his own sword.
Unfortunately, this scene did not appear.
On the contrary, Yan Ang only felt a huge force hitting him hard through the long sword.
"boom!"
Yan Ang flew away directly.
He was carrying a sword, but was knocked away by Fang Qingyun.
"A bad thing!"
Fang Qingyun sneered, and his whole person formed a phantom again. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Ang, who was flying upside down.
"you……"
Yan Ang looked a little more frightened.
"boom!"
Fang Qingyun raised the knife indifferently and hit Yan Ang on the head with the handle.
"ah!"
Yan Ang screamed, covering his head and lying on the ground.
The gun and sword were thrown away.
Victory points!
Just two breaths!
Just two rounds!
This scene made the scientific researchers on the side almost bulge their eyes.
The pride of their researchers didn't even last through the third move?
Tell me, is this a quasi-warrior?
This is definitely a true warrior!
The pride of their scientific research institute is that they can last ten rounds against real warriors.
Lao Li and Zhao Junhong also looked at each other.
Zhao Junhong whispered: "It's so fast!"
"Not only speed, but also power!" Lao Li also whispered: "If it weren't for the huge power, Yan Ang was directly killed, and the opponent should have been able to last two more rounds."
In other words, Fang Qingyun possesses both speed and power.
Both of them are no worse than real warriors.
Therefore, facing Yan Ang, who has no psychic powers, he has an overwhelming advantage.
"You, are you a warrior?"
Yan Ang looked at Fang Qingyun angrily, and the next moment he reacted, his face turned red.
Fang Qingyun curled his lips and said: "Finally, there is nothing wrong with it."
If you are a warrior, then what are you doing here?
To be continued...