"Under Wu Yong, I'll come up and play with you." Fang Yan came to the stage, this is a fresh face, many inner disciples don't know it, but this does not hinder everyone's enthusiasm to challenge, and suddenly a burly young man named Wu Yong jumped into the ring.

"Please!"

Fang Yan hugged his hand and made a gesture of please.

"You are a new disciple, lest people say that I am bullying, so let you strike first." Wu Yong stood with his hands in his hands, looking superior.

"I conceded." Fang Yan smiled faintly and pulled out the top-grade spirit soldier behind him.

The sect didn't give him benefits, which didn't make it difficult for him, there were some precious ores in his space backpack, and yesterday he used the refining pavilion system to refine a superb spirit soldier. Although it is not as good as a magic weapon, it is just for emergency use, and when he has the formation diagram of refining magic weapons, he can refine magic weapons.

When he was in the cafeteria, Fang Yan was calculating the proficiency of using the Aohan Sect's Hundred Battles Ring to brush the Phantom Sword and the Wind Transformation Method.

As soon as they fought at this moment, Fang Yan was moving around in the ring, tentatively attacking Wu Yong on the opposite side.

"I'm afraid this guy is going to lose, doesn't he know that this Wu Yong is known for his violent attack power? Unexpectedly a tentative attack, I dare say, caught by it, a single move can determine the winner. ”

"A newcomer is a newcomer, they don't understand anything, this inner disciple, that one has never been defeated in this hundred battles ring, I remember when I first entered the inner door, the first time I took the stage, I was defeated by that Zhao Gang is move. I'm afraid this guy is not Wu Yong's enemy. You must know that this Wu Yong has a record of three consecutive victories at the same level! ”

Fang Yan attacked, did not use all his strength, his moves were mediocre, he stabbed when he raised his sword, and the people in the audience frowned, all of them were talking about how Fang Yan would be beaten out of the ring by Wu Yong.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for the master's Ground-level Fragment Body Method, Wind Body Method, and +10 proficiency. ”

Wu Yong's attack was fierce and domineering, and the spirit slashing sword in his hand turned into a giant sword with a width of a foot under the urging of the true qi in his body, and the sword that stabbed at Fang Yan did not dodge or dodge, and he directly raised the sword and stabbed, and the sword qi shot out. Seeing that Fang Yan was about to be hit by that sword qi, suddenly, Fang's body slammed back, bringing up an afterimage, avoiding the opponent's fierce and domineering slash, and then a cold system prompt sounded in his mind.

One move failed, Wu Yong found that it was an afterimage of Fang Yan that was stabbed, and he showed a slight look of surprise, he didn't expect that Fang Yan was a monk with a flexible body, and he was contemptuous, this monk with a flexible body was the most difficult, and the thirteen swords of Qingfeng were slashed out one after another.

The sword shadow flickered, the two powerhouses collided and sparks splashed everywhere, Wu Yong rushed out with an arrow step, and narrowed the distance with Fang Yan.

Wu Yong's rush attack, Fang Yan's moves were a little scattered, there was no subtlety at all, they were all visible or thorny, split or picky in the words of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

The moves are scattered, and it can be said that it can withstand Wu Yong's ferocious attack.

"What's wrong with Fang Yan, why don't you use the Phantom Sword Technique, if he uses the Phantom Sword Technique, he can end the battle quickly, is he hiding it." Seeing that the battle between Fang and Wu Yong was dangerous, Fu Qingxuan couldn't help frowning. She wasn't worried about Fang Yan's safety at all, but she felt a little strange about Fang Yan's behavior.

"This junior sister, I haven't asked the senior sister Fang name yet, I see that you and that Fang Yan are together, are you worried about him." Suddenly, a young man dressed in brocade accosted Fu Qingxuan.

"Fang Yan, he will definitely win." Fu Qingxuan glanced at the other party and said lightly.

"This junior sister, why are you so sure, I think this Fang Yan is not this Wu Yong's opponent, don't you see that he only has the power to parry and not fight back?" The young man in brocade had a look of disdain on his face.

"I'm sure he'll win." Fu Qingxuan turned her head not to look at the other party, but to focus on the two people in the ring of a hundred battles.

Yuan Hongwen saw that he was ignored by Fu Qingxuan, and his face was a little unbearable, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart, smiled sweetly at Fu Qingxuan, and set his eyes on the two people in the hundred battles ring.

At first, many people thought that Fang Yan was not the enemy of Wu Yong, but the two of them were fighting more and more bravely in the hundred battles ring, no matter how Wu Yong increased his attack, Fang Yan was unusually calm, and his moves were a little scattered, but the pace under his feet was not chaotic at all, and he could resolve the opponent's attack invisibly every time.

"Wu Yong, how did you do it, an inner disciple who has just started can't handle it."

"That's it, Wu Yong, you hurry up and take down this kid, don't embarrass us old disciples."

……

Wu Yong couldn't attack for a long time, every time he saw that he was about to defeat Fang Yan, Fang Yan was able to save the day every time, and the people in the audience didn't do it, thinking that Wu Yong was releasing water to Fang Yan, and suddenly couldn't help shouting.

At this moment, Wu Yong was also depressed, he didn't expect that the matter that was originally caught by hand would be so twists and turns, the other party's body was as slippery as a loach, he was not good at speed, and he couldn't help Fang Yan for a while.

"Boy, don't hide if you have the ability, fight with me for a few rounds." Every time it was the afterimage of Fang Yan, Wu Yong was also a little angry, and he couldn't help but say.

"Huh...... Senior Brother Wu, you are stupid to me! Attack the enemy's strength with your own shortcomings! Why don't you fight there and let me attack you. Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

At the moment, his proficiency in brushing the Wind Transformation Method is refreshing, how could he be a hard-to-head confrontation with the other party, this is not in line with his original intention at all.

Fang Yan is getting smoother and smoother, the pure yang skill passed down from the family, the true qi in the body lasts for a long time, and he is not worried about the depletion of the true qi in the body at all. On the other hand, the other party's moves are fierce and domineering, and the true qi in the body is consumed too much, and if it is consumed like this, it will be Wu Yong who will lose in the end.

"Coward, don't dare to fight with me, just keep hiding and dodging, just like a clown jumping off the beam." Feeling that the true qi in his body was being consumed sharply, Wu Yong suddenly couldn't help but say with a look of ridicule on his face.

"Huh...... Senior Brother Wu, your agitation method will not work for me. Fang Yan smiled when he heard this, he was disdainful of the other party's agitation method, if he tried his best, he would have no fun, how could he use the other party's proficiency.

"You ......"

"Coward!" When Wu Yong heard this, he scolded angrily, and immediately increased his attack.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for the master's mastery of the Remnant Body Method, Wind Body Method, +500. ”

……

"This guy is really annoying, like a clown jumping off the beam, jumping around in the ring of a hundred battles, this kind of competition, it's not fun to watch at all."

"This kid is so despicable, he can't beat Wu Yong to use such a despicable method, I must teach him a good lesson later."

……

The audience was constantly scolding, and Fang Yan's actions were angry, and Fang Yan's shameless actions were itchy with hatred, and he swore that he would teach him a hard lesson.

"Senior Brother Wu, you are defeated." After the meal, Wu Yong's true qi was exhausted, and Fang Yan's supreme spirit soldier restrained him, and he couldn't help but say.

"Humph! You are despicable, even if you win, you will not be victorious, I am not convinced. Wu Yong's face turned blue and snorted coldly.

"Defeat is defeat, as long as I can win you, you don't care if I am victorious, I am mean, I am despicable, and I am not despicable if I am tough with you? I'm a tactic, you know the tactics? We must attack our weaknesses with our own strengths. Fang Yan sneered. Although the victory in this battle was a little unfair, the proficiency of the Wind Transformation Body Method increased by more than three thousand.