League of Legends Supreme Throne

Chapter 311
Seeing Luo Yun's sweat dripping down, Fang Qianshan's breath was a little confused, Fang Qianshan smiled lightly and said, "I said, you are not my opponent."

Hearing this, Luo Yun didn't answer, but still dealt with every move seriously.

The old man who maintained the light curtain looked at the situation in the field without saying a word, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"This Luo Yun is no match for me, Instructor Fang."

The eyes of Fang Tianzong who was standing on the side flickered. Although his strength was far inferior to the two people in the field, he still had some vision. Luo Yun was certainly strong, but Fang Qianshan was obviously even better.

"Not strong enough, not strong enough!"

Luo Yun was sweating profusely at the moment, but he still said firmly: "Could it be something from your Jincheng, with only this strength?"

"Haha, don't use the aggressive method, I won't take it!"

Although Fang Qianshan said so in his mouth, the gun in his hand shook a little more violently. He stabbed more than ten spears in a row, and sparks overflowed for a while.

Seeing this, Luo Yun couldn't help frowning slightly, he knew that Fang Qianshan could no longer be allowed to attack like this at this moment.

The so-called long-term will lose, this momentum ebbs and flows, and it is definitely only a matter of time before he loses.

"drink!"

Luo Yun saw the right opportunity, and struck out with his left hand, using the grid in the boxing technique, he swung the barrel of the gun a little, and the stormy sword was full of green, and it went straight to Fang Qianshan.

Fang Qianshan's expression remained the same, and the gun head also glowed with a dark green light, and it shot straight at Luo Yun's throat.

Luo Yun gritted his teeth, and the speed of Bao Feng's sword increased by three points, and he slashed straight at Fang Qianshan's head.

But Fang Qianshan didn't seem to notice, the spear in his hand was still stabbing at Luo Yun's throat.

"what!"

The reporters at the scene exclaimed, the two of them are fighting for their lives!
Luo Yun's facial muscles twitched a little, and his breathing couldn't help being three points heavy. What does Fang Qianshan mean? !

If it was a simple confrontation with weapons, Fang Qianshan would have done nothing wrong. After all, he used a gun, while Luo Yun used a sword, one inch long and one inch stronger, and Luo Yun's sword was not as long as his spear.

But now that both sides have used Yuanli, the Qingfeng extended from Luoyun Baofeng sword is not just for show!

In a blink of an eye, Luo Yun still made a decision. He deflected the sword and landed on the gun shaft.

Although he managed to defuse the offensive, Luo Yun felt a little aggrieved. This was the first time he had admitted to being cowardly in the competition of courage!
Not only that, Fang Qianshan is not forgiving when he is in power, he draws his spear to his chest, and there is a set of chain knees in front of him.

Although Luo Yun's punches were sharp, his fists were not as hard as his knees. In this collision, Luo Yun was once again at a disadvantage.

Just when he managed to get rid of this crazy attack and pulled away a little, the tip of the alloy spear hit his chest again.

Ding Ding Ding!
Another round of fighting, the rhythm of the field has been completely controlled by Fang Qianshan.

"How is it? Is the stuff from Jincheng strong enough?!"

As he said that, Fang Qianshan took a lunge, and the spear roared out, piercing the air with bursts of explosions, and the shadow of the spear condensed into a solid triangle shape, and stabbed straight at Luo Yun.

"Wind Slash and Lightning Stab!"

Someone exclaimed, Fang Qianshan's move seems to be Zhao Xin's W skill, the secret skill: Wind Slash and Electric Stab!
"Not enough! Not enough!"

Luo Yun let out a hysterical roar, his whole body seemed to be insane. With all his strength, he punched Fang Qianshan's gun head with one punch.

Fang Qianshan was obviously a little surprised. His secret skill, the other party actually used his fist to block it?But he was using a secret technique, so how could he be afraid of Luo Yun's ordinary punch.

Bang!
A tooth-piercing loud sound came out, and the air seemed to be compressed suddenly, causing a ripple at the joint between the two sides.

Boom!

The ground was directly shaken away by the violent confrontation between the two, and a crack wound more than ten feet deep without bottom.

Luo Yun's punch was so powerful that it made Fang Qianshan feel a little uncomfortable, but Luo Yun himself was even more unbearable.

Although the extremely sharp gun shadow failed to break through the sub-magic weapon of the fighting glove, Luo Yun's left arm was left with countless wounds as if it had been sliced ​​by a sharp knife.

Fang Qianshan's spear trembled and continued to stab forward.

Luo Yun didn't care, he suppressed the severe pain and punched the gun head.

He is betting, he can only bet!If he doesn't take the initiative to attack again, he will lose here today!
The two of them neither dodged nor evaded, and made up their minds to have a head-to-head confrontation!

Suddenly, Luo Yun felt a powerful and unparalleled force condensed on the glove. He lunged forward, summoned all the energy in his body, and had a fierce confrontation with the spear head!
Luo Yun was overjoyed, he made the right bet!
The additional 10% crit rate of the fighting gloves made him hit it!
boom!
There was a louder roar than before, and after this punch, the spear made of top-grade A-alloy began to shake out ripples.

As for Fang Qianshan's hand holding the gun, the tiger's mouth cracked instantly, and the spear retreated and retreated until it reached his chest before he could hold it.

At this time, the body of the gun was already stained with blood!
How could Luo Yun let go of the little advantage that Luo Yun obtained by gambling with his arm injury and exerting all his strength.

However, it was already inconvenient for Luo Yun to attack with his left fist at this time, and he sent out such a violent attack when he was injured, half of his left arm was now useless.

However, as long as you can win this game, all of this will not be a problem!

call out!
Hearing a whistling sound, the big storm sword in Luo Yun's hand shone with cold light, and the sword slashed across.

Fang Qianshan didn't care about the sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, he raised his spear fiercely, but it was a very practical little handle, blocking Luo Yun's sword at once.

But what Fang Qianshan blocked was just a sword, but what followed was an overwhelming offensive.

Luo Yun didn't care too much at the moment, the stormy sword in his hand slashed at Fang Qianshan's head and face indiscriminately.

Fang Qianshan's gun barrel shook violently, blocking all Luo Yun's attacks.

All of a sudden, the sound of jingling can be heard endlessly.

As the wound at the tiger's mouth became more and more serious, Fang Qianshan's spear lightly protruded forward, and after pushing Luo Yun halfway away, he rolled on the ground regardless of his image, and then quickly pulled the gun back.

At this moment, the energy of both sides has been exhausted, almost belonging to the traditional fighting with weapons.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Fang Qianshan is determined not to use a long spear to fight someone else's big sword in close combat.

As long as he distanced himself and fought with weapons alone, the long spear would be much cheaper, and Luo Yun would definitely lose!
Luo Yun naturally realized this, how could he make Fang Qianshan fulfill his wish, he swung the storm sword and chased after him.

These two people ran away without any scruples about their image, and chased after them without any scruples about their image, which also vividly taught the reporters, students, and the audience watching the live news broadcast.

In a real fight, there is no such thing as being handsome or not, the truth is the one who stands at the end!

After chasing and escaping, he soon came to a dead end, Fang Qianshan no longer had the strength to take off, and it seemed that there was no way to retreat at this moment!

Fang Tianzong, who was standing not far away, widened his eyes, and the scene of himself at the Golden Conference appeared in his mind.

This scene is so familiar!
　I wish you all a happy New Year's Day and more and more success in the new year~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)