Fortune Shrine

Chapter 121 Shocking hand-to-hand combat

"Fang Yi, under Lu Zhijun, I've heard of you for a long time. Although I'm no match for you, I still have to give it my best."

Opposite Fang Yi, a tall and extremely stout man said in a thick voice.

Fang Yi was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect the other party to be so frank, and suddenly he had a good impression, smiled slightly and said, "Thank you!"

"Please!" Although the stout man seemed rough and informal, he respected his opponent, perhaps because of Fang Yi.

However, his actions have won the favor of many people.

"Please!" Fang Yi also cupped his fists.

The next moment, the stout man came roaring like a beast.

boom! boom! boom!

Every time he took a step, there was a muffled sound on the ground, and the whole ring seemed to tremble, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Fang Yi nodded slightly. The opponent's strength is actually not weak. He has already reached the tenth level of Linghai, and he is still physically tyrannical, but in Fang Yi's eyes, it is still not enough.

"Tsk tsk, with Lu Zhijun's aura, I'm afraid not many people in the tenth level of Linghai dare to say that he can beat him. He is really domineering."

"No, it's a pity that he was so unlucky that he met Fang Yi in the first match."

Some people in the crowd felt sorry for Lu Zhijun and sighed endlessly.

Although Lu Zhijun was formidable, Fang Yi was able to repel Leng Xingkong with a single strike. It was clear at a glance who would win.

Fatty and Zhao Mingde also had relaxed faces, but Fang Yi and the others had absolute confidence.

It's still just the beginning, so naturally they won't be nervous.

On the field, Lu Zhijun's violent fist was about to hit, like a shooting star, unstoppable. If it was replaced by someone with less strength, it would probably scare him half to death.

However, Fang Yi remained motionless, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"What does Fang Yi want to do? Why is he still not moving? Could it be that he wants to take this punch hard?"

"How is it possible? No matter how powerful Fang Yi is, this punch is worth a thousand catties. It's not a problem to crack gold and smash rocks. How can flesh and blood resist it?"

"That's right, even if Fang Yi's cultivation base is advanced and he has comprehended the sword intent, he is still a body of flesh and blood."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and it was obvious that Fang Yi's behavior was full of confusion.

Although Fatty and Zhao Mingde had no doubts about Fang Yi, they were also in a daze at this moment, completely unaware of what Fang Yi was up to.

In fact, Fang Yi's idea is very simple, since the other party is good at physical body, then fight with the other party hand-to-hand.

He felt that this was the greatest respect for a stout man.

Seeing that Lu Zhijun's violent fist was about to hit Fang Yi.

At this time, Fang Yi also slowly clenched his fist and punched out.

This punch seems to be very ordinary, it doesn't seem to be any advanced martial arts.

In fact, this is indeed Fang Yi's random punch, without any fancy, it is completely physical strength.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they didn't understand what Fang Yi meant.

However, Lu Zhijun's face on the stage changed drastically. Facing this punch, he seemed to feel a mountain pressing down.

The physical body has always been his strong point, fighting with others, even if they are more advanced than him, he has never been afraid of anyone, but facing this punch, it made him feel a little timid, but he had no choice but to attack. .

boom!

Boom boom boom!

The two fists collided instantly, and there was a wave of air in the air.

Lu Zhijun's body retreated continuously, and he retreated several steps before he stabilized his body.

But Fang Yi just shook slightly.

This!

The crowd was in an uproar. Everyone knew that Fang Yi was powerful, but that was because of his cultivation and sword intent, but no one had ever known that Fang Yi's physical body was also so tyrannical.

Even Fatty and Zhao Mingde didn't know about it, because they didn't know about the existence of True Dragon's Blood.

"Tsk tsk, Fang Yi is too strong. They say that he may enter the top [-]. In my opinion, it is not possible, but definitely possible."

"I think so, but I don't know who is stronger, he or Lin Shaohan. Among the new disciples, only the two of them are likely to enter the top twenty."

"That's right! I really hope that they can meet each other this time and see who is the strongest among the new disciples."

It can be seen that many people in the outer sect want to know who is stronger between the two.

It's no wonder that both are new disciples, and they all comprehend the sword intent, and their cultivation bases are also comparable, so they will naturally be compared together.

"Fang Yi, come again!"

Lu Zhijun's eyes were shining with golden light. Apparently, he didn't expect Fang Yi's physical body to be so strong. Although he was defeated by the blow just now, it aroused his fighting spirit, like a beast seeing its prey.

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, and the whole arena seemed to tremble slightly, his aura also rose steadily, and the violent energy was wantonly around him.

Fang Yi smiled faintly, determined to try his own body, and took a step forward.

boom!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The two figures fought together instantly, without any fancy martial arts, only the most primitive and savage fighting.

You punch, I punch, punch to the flesh, shocking.

The audience in the audience has long been shocked beyond words.

What kind of martial artist competition is this? It's like two ferocious beasts fighting. Although the picture has no aesthetic feeling, it is more shocking than martial arts. It seems to awaken the most primitive impulse in the depths of human nature.

"This is really a two-headed monster!"

Some people in the crowd couldn't help sighing, and there were more and more people watching from the audience, because this kind of battle was too shocking and too rare.

"Good job, come on!"

Everyone in the audience cheered and cheered, and the two on the stage fought together, full of fighting spirit.

"Hahaha, happy." Lu Zhijun laughed loudly while fighting.

"Both each other!" Fang Yi also smiled lightly.

Such battles also gave him a deeper understanding of his body.

After being transformed by the blood of the real dragon, his body has never fought like this except for his resilience.

At this moment, after a great battle, he felt a sense of comfort throughout his body, and the power of the real dragon's blood in his body seemed to be released, making him a more perfect fusion.

This phenomenon made Fang Yi overjoyed.

It seems that there will be more such battles in the future, which will be of great benefit to my physical body.

Having tasted the sweetness, Fang Yi secretly made up his mind.

At this moment, the battle between the two was coming to an end. Lu Zhijun was gradually exhausted, and Fang Yi punched him off the ring.

Originally, he planned to keep his hand, but when he saw the other party's eyes, he knew that if he really did that, the other party would definitely think that he looked down on him.

So Fang Yi didn't hold back.

Bang!

Lu Zhijun fell heavily to the ground, but he couldn't see any emotion after failure on his face, instead there was a trace of joy and excitement.

"Fang Yi, thank you, today is the happiest day I lost."

Lu Zhijun got up quickly and laughed.

"Brother Lu, let me go!" Fang Yi cupped his fists and said, he felt that the other party deserved to be called Brother Lu.

(End of this chapter)