Chapter 77

BAM, BAM, BAM

Two people fight with bare hands, more violent than sword fighting.

Almost to the flesh.

Bang!

Two real swords were inserted on the competition platform. They ignored each other and continued to fight.

"No way. I can't suppress each other." Yuwentian was more and more angry and crazy in Vietnam War. After the war, he was almost crazy.

Li Fuchen is also wantonly playing his own power.

Yu Wentian and he are very similar. Their physical strength is almost the same, their skill level is similar, and their actual combat ability is also close.

"Happy."

Li Fuchen's eyes are more and more bright. It has been a long time since he tried his best to fight against him. Although it is pleasant to crush his opponent, he is not very happy.

Masters are always lonely.

Meet a real opponent, to reflect the value of the master.

Click!

The waizong competition platform is the hardest rock pile, but under the destruction of two people, the rocks split one by one, and the fist sized gravel is splashed with air force.

"Are these two still human?"

"Monsters are not as violent as they are."

"Comparable to a demon."

The crowd held their breath and watched without blinking.

"Thunderbolt leg!"

Yu Wentian's martial arts are more comprehensive than Li Fuchen's. a yellow level top step leg technique is put into practice, and a gap of more than one meter is split in the Biwu platform.

"The wind blows fast."

The whirlwind leg technique applied to Li Fuzhen can't be regarded as a simple yellow level middle level leg technique. It seems to be integrated into Li's blood and become Li's instinct.

Whoosh, whoosh

Li Fuchen's body moves, leaving a trail of shadows.

At the time of Yuwen Tianyan acid.

Li Fuchen attacked.

The dark shadow of the legs shrouded in the past.

Although Yu Wentian has both attack and defense, he can't stop Li Fuchen's attack. In a few blinks of an eye, he is kicked three or four feet and his body flies backwards.

Bang!

Yuwentian's luck was good. There was a real sword on the way to fly backwards. When he pulled out the real sword, he took a deep breath and fell heavily on the ground.

"Eat me a sword."

With the real sword in hand, Yu Wentian's strength has been improved by an unknown amount. The gorgeous sword light is vented towards Li Fuchen.

Li Fuchen quickly retreated. In the process of retreating, he kept kicking the gravel on the table to yuwentian.

"Li Fuchen, do you only know how to escape?"

Yuwentian splits one stone after another. With these broken stones, he can't catch up with Li Fuchen all the time.

Unconsciously, Li Fuchen also came to the side of another real sword.

Bang!

Pulling out the real sword, Li Fuchen said: "escape, you overestimate yourself."

"I will never give up until I defeat you today."

Yu Wen Tian roared angrily, and the light gold Qi on the real sword surged into a huge pale gold fog sword, which was chopped towards Li Fuchen.

"I'm afraid you don't have it."

Li Fuchen does not retreat, holding a pale red fog sword, defiantly meet.

Bang!

This is a real sword, no longer a wooden sword. All the swords are not broken.

However, the impact of the two swords was stronger. The haze of light gold and light red erupted and diluted, and spread all over most of the competition platforms in an instant.

On the competition platform, some fine stones floated and then shot out.

"How deep are these two people?"

The waizong disciples in the back row were stunned.

"The five-star root bone is worthy of being the five-star root bone."

Li Fuchen sighs darkly, the intention of war is stronger in his eyes.

After three hundred rounds of fighting, the two men were still neck and neck.

But discerning people can see that Li Fuchen has a greater advantage.

Yuwentian's swordsmanship is domineering, but not smart enough.

Li Fuchen's sword technique is not only fierce, but also has a kind of imagination.

Yu Wentian is still limited in the sword routine. Li Fuchen has already gone beyond this routine and has added his own things.

This is the gap in understanding.

"A single fire starts a prairie fire."

In the 398 round, Li Fuchen suddenly uses the unique skill of red fire sword.

With a sword coming out, the light red sword light is like a spark. When it hits yuwentian's sword technique, it breaks out instantly, turns into a prairie fire and sweeps wildly.

Puff, puff, puff

Clothes appear one after another burning black hole, Yuwen Sirius back.

"This is the time."

Li Fuchen's eyes brightened, and the sword in his hand drew a perfect arc from left to right. The light red arc was like a waning moon, shining on the competition platform.

Yellow low level sword technique - half moon sword technique.

When!The real sword in yuwentian's hand flies out and shoots at the bottom of the competition platform.

Don't underestimate the low-level sword technique. When the master duels, the opportunity will be fleeting. The low-level sword technique can save a lot of time to accumulate strength and explode directly.

"Mean."

Yu Wen Tian Leng for a while, low roar way.

"I won the fair and aboveboard, how can I be mean?" The other side did not have the sword, as if the tiger had no claws and teeth, Li Fuchen did not attack the other side, light way.

Yuwen Tiandao: "with the sword in hand, you can't win me."

"I'm sorry, your sword has been blown away by me. Another sword, I'll fly it as well. You are not my opponent."

"Whatever you say."

Yu Wentian walked down the competition platform with a gloomy face.

"It's all going to win. There's no reason."

Guan Peng is directly stupid.

Guan Hong and Guan Yan are also stupid eyes.

There are too many people with silly eyes. Shangguanhong, Fang liehai and Qin Shaoyu all don't want to believe this fact.

"He won."

For a moment, Wu Qingmei felt like she was dreaming.

It's not true.

When she saw Li Fuchen for the first time, she didn't pay attention to Li Fuchen at all. She only thought that the other side was a disciple with some strength.

How long has it been since then, even Yu Wentian has been defeated.

"Well, when we enter the realm of returning to the Yuan Dynasty, there should be some changes."

Wu Qingmei doesn't think about these messy things any more.

"Interesting."

Zhao Mingyue has a trace of interest in Li Fuchen.

On the rostrum, all the elders of neizong were discussing.

"This session is good. From the perspective of comprehensive strength, we should keep up with the sword maniac."

"Yes, yuwentian can be comparable with sword tiger, and Li Fuchen's Kendo savvy can be comparable with sword maniac."

"Although the last Ba Jian was good, he was the only one who excelled."

"Look again! If he is still so dazzling after entering neizong, it's OK to give him a status of neizong Tianjiao. "

"That's a good suggestion. Observe first."

……

When the competition field was noisy, a figure flashed to the arena, which was Xiao Changfeng.

Next, he began to announce the ranking of the top ten disciples of waizong and the awards for them.

There are two rewards. The first is the contribution point, and the second is the qualification to exchange a Xuan level martial arts secret script.

Li Fuchen was the first, directly awarded 100000 contribution points.

It takes six or seven years for waizong elders to earn 100000 contribution points. They envy others. Of course, waizong elders earn their own contribution points. In canglan sect, waizong elders belong to the sixth level, with more than 15000 contribution points each year. In this way, they can take good care of waizong and concentrate on nothing.

At this point, the grand but not cumbersome waizong disciple competition ended. Li Fuchen's birth made many people remember him. I believe that before long, Li's name will be engraved on the waizong mountain wall, and will become a part of canglan sect's history.

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