Fortune Shrine

Chapter 123 Ultimate move (seeking recommendation)

"Fang Yi, thank you!"

After leaving the No. [-] ring, Su Mingyue looked at Fang Yi gratefully, and said solemnly.

Naturally, she was grateful because of the Frost Sword Intent. Without Fang Yi, she believed that she would not be able to comprehend the Frost Sword Intent at all, at least not so quickly.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "You don't need to thank me, this is the result of your own hard work."

"Besides, I didn't do anything. Even the Frozen Heart was just an equivalent exchange."

Fang Yi immediately added that he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Su Mingyue didn't say anything else, she just looked at Fang Yi deeply, with complicated expressions in her eyes.

Fatty and Zhao Mingde looked quite interesting, and followed them from a distance.

"Let me just say it! This kid Fang Yi is definitely not simple. No, the two of them must be related."

The fat man had a wicked smile on his face, and the two of them whispered all the way.

The big competition continued, and it didn't take long for the first round to be over.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Immediately, the second round officially began.

One morning, five rounds of competition had passed, Fang Yi naturally won all five rounds as expected, and even one of his opponents automatically surrendered.

Knowing that you are invincible, it is also a wise move to reserve your strength and prepare for the next battle.

As for Fatty and Zhao Mingde, they each won three games, which was beyond their expectations.

You know, half a month ago, they never thought that they would win so many games. If they thought about it, it would not be a shame to win the next game.

Not only is he not ashamed now, but he has made a splash among the low-ranking disciples.

Not to mention, both of them were excited, especially Fatty, with a smug expression, even Fang Yi couldn't help but want to punch him twice.

Of course, the two were able to win three games, not only because of their own strength, but also because of the rules of the competition.

Under such rules, the disciple with the most consecutive victories will face stronger opponents, and the final result depends on who has the most consecutive victories.

Winning a game and losing a game, the final ranking of this kind of victory will not be too high.

However, with the strength of the two of them, it is obvious that they will not have any pursuit of ranking.

Su Mingyue also won all five rounds, but she was far less relaxed than Fang Yi. No wonder, with her strength, it was impossible to enter the top 32. Although she comprehended the sword intent, she was still too immature. Just touched the threshold.

But she is very calm, the joy of comprehending the sword intent completely dilutes her pursuit of ranking.

What's more, apart from Fang Yi and Lin Shaohan among the new disciples, she is already the undisputed third person, and there is no need to prove anything.

As the competition progressed, there were more battles between the strong and the strong, and the scene began to become more exciting.

Experts from all walks of life poured out one by one, and warriors who were usually hidden deeply showed their skills at this moment.

After eight rounds, there are only four players left in the NO.12 ring who have won eight consecutive victories.

One of them is Fang Yi, as well as No. 12 seed player Ma Wenyuan, and Leng Xingkong.

The last one is a dark horse, usually not well-known, but this competition surprised everyone.

But from Fang Yi's point of view, his strength is about the same as that of Leng Xingkong. If he is lucky in the next round, he will still have the strength to fight against Leng Xingkong. If he meets himself and Ma Wenyuan, the winning streak will basically come to an end. up.

Among the four, Fang Yi and Ma Wenyuan are the most relaxed, they are confident to beat the other three opponents.

Leng Xingkong is the most nervous.

As for the dark horse, he is obviously quite satisfied with his results. After this big competition, his reputation will definitely increase.

"Hey, Fang Yi, among the three, do you wish to meet Leng Xingkong the most?"

The fat man said with a wicked smile, while saying this, he kept looking at Leng Xingkong.

"Fatty, it's your wish!" Fang Yi scolded with a smile.

The fat man laughed dryly twice.

Soon, the group came down.

On the ring, the deacon elder said loudly: "The ninth round of the competition, the first round, Fang Yi vs. Leng Xingkong, please come to the stage."

Following this announcement, Leng Xingkong's face turned ashen, and a sinister light flashed faintly in his eyes.

"Hahaha!" The fat man laughed triumphantly, his fat body trembling with laughter, so funny.

Zhao Mingde couldn't help laughing too, but he wasn't as presumptuous as Fatty.

Fang Yi curled his lips, and finally stepped onto the stage slowly.

Leng Xingkong had already stood on the ring.

"I heard that half a month ago Yi defeated Leng Xingkong with a sword, but I didn't have the chance to see him. I didn't expect the two to meet in the arena today."

"Yes! I once heard how powerful Leng Xingkong is, but I didn't expect that he was not Fang Yi's opponent."

"That's right, Leng Xingkong is also an old disciple, and his cultivation base has reached the twelfth level of the Linghai. How long has it been since Fang Yi joined the sect? It's really irritating to compare people with others."

All kinds of discussions among the crowd spread to the arena verbatim.

Fang Yi naturally ignored it, but how could Leng Xingkong, who has always been arrogant, take it, his face turned blue and white, and his teeth were about to creak.

However, he couldn't do anything to the crowd, so he blamed Fang Yi for his anger.

The resentful eyes were like two sharp knives, wishing to cut Fang Yi into pieces.

"Fang Yi, take my life."

Leng Xingkong let out a loud shout, kicked his foot, and galloped away like lightning. His attack was very vicious, and he went straight to Fang Yi's vitals.

This sword is already fighting for life, completely beyond the scope of the competition.

However, swords have no eyes, and there would be damage in the competition, so the deacon elders did not make a sound to stop them.

Fang Yi's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that the other party wanted his life as soon as he came, and it was in the outer sect competition, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Immediately, he also turned his heart to the side, and the long sword shot up, and a vast chill swept out instantly, and the surrounding area instantly became like an ice cave.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Yi snorted softly, and saw his long sword lightly slashed, and waves of fierce sword energy, like a mountain torrent, blew thousands of miles away, unstoppable.

boom!

Rumble!

The two domineering sword qi collided instantly, and the entire arena shook violently.

The people who were close to each other were all shocked by the aftermath of the impact and retreated again and again.

Leng Xingkong's face changed drastically, the extreme chill made his whole body stiff, and the violent air wave almost knocked him away, but a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

"Don't overestimate yourself, let me go down!

Fang Yi took a step forward, and his figure jumped up, intending to kick the opponent off the ring.

Although the other party wanted his own life, but in the crowd of the hall, and it was a ring competition, he couldn't really kill the other party, and he wouldn't mind if it was normal.

However, his kindness seems to go unnoticed.

A trace of determination appeared on Leng Xingkong's face, and he threw out a jade talisman.

Immediately, the jade talisman turned into a long sword with spiritual energy, and on the long sword, there was a faint layer of sword gang.

(End of this chapter)