Fang Han is back.
This news did not cause any ripples in Tianxing Palace.
These days, more and more disciples are returning to the sect, especially those from outside sects.
They are about to participate in the next outer disciple competition.
Once you get the ranking, you can become an inner disciple.
Inner disciples are treated better and have more powerful masters to guide their cultivation, so their cultivation will progress faster and faster.
Therefore, every outer sect disciple cherishes this opportunity very much. They all know that if they can become an inner sect disciple, it will really be like leaping over the dragon gate. When the time comes, their rise to greatness will be just around the corner.
Fang Yi, who came to the sect, did not have this idea. He was thinking about how to get close to the senior officials of the sect.
This is the most critical thing.
In the end, if you want to persuade Jianghu Sect to clear out the barbarians in the North, it still depends on the top management.
The best way to get close to the top is to show your terrifying potential and strength.
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"Fang Han, are you back?" On this day, a disciple saw Fang Yi and took the initiative to say hello to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi smiled slightly, said nothing, then turned and left.
"Fang Han is still so arrogant, but this time, he feels something is different." Someone started talking like this.
Although Fang Han did not have many friends in the sect, it did not mean that no one knew Fang Han.
Just like the disciple who wanted to greet Fang Han, he and Fang Han were the disciples who entered the sect at the same time.
So he naturally knew Fang Han.
"Who knows, maybe Fang Han has some adventure outside." Another disciple said, "I feel that Fang Yi's power is stronger than before."
"Perhaps during this outer sect disciple competition, Fang Han will enter the inner sect and become a being that we will look up to in the future." At this time, each student was talking about it and said.
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Fang Yi walked far away, then turned around and took a look, and found that the disciples had also left directly, and there was no difference.
Speaking of the arranged identity, it really saves Fang Yi from worry.
If the arrangement was to be a social butterfly, then Fang Yike would really be exposed in front of everyone.
After all, Fang Yi didn't know much about Fang Han.
But Fang Han is an ascetic cultivator. In addition to abusing himself in daily practice, he still practices. His life is boring and boring, without any fun, and he never communicates with other students.
This saved Fang Yi a lot of trouble.
On this day, Fang Yi received a notice from Tianxing Palace that in three days, a competition for outer disciples would be held on the sect’s arena.
The top ten in the sect's disciple competition will all become the sect's inner disciples.
Three days passed by in a flash, and the competition between the outer disciples of Tianxing Palace finally began.
As an annual event, everyone attaches great importance to it.
Some powerful inner disciples also came to watch the battle. They wanted to see if any of their future junior brothers and sisters were very powerful. It made people feel that very bright talents had emerged.
Fang Yi once again came to the arena after a long absence.
Before he participated in the battle in the arena, it was still in the academy, but the battle between Confucian students was completely different from the battle between martial arts monks.
Confucian and Taoist monks cultivate talents and various Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers. At critical moments, they can also use treasures.
But martial arts monks never force Lai Lai, they just do it.
Once the battle starts, there are only two words in Wu Fu's mind, that is: start fighting.
A vulgar warrior would not think so much.
The competition between outer disciples is also divided into three rounds.
The first round is the knockout round. Just like before, two teams play against each other. The loser will be eliminated directly, and the winner will advance directly to the next round.
Arriving at the competition site, Fang Yi discovered that there were too many martial arts masters among Jianghu sects.
There are hundreds of disciples of the third level of martial arts here, as well as a few disciples who have just broken through to the fourth level of martial arts and the realm of refining gods.
These disciples are very strong. If placed in the Dali military, they can help increase the combat power of the Dali military by 10% almost instantly.
And this is just a Silver Sect, and these are only outer disciples of a mere Silver Sect.
There are countless such silver forces under the entire nine major sects. If all Jianghu sects are included in their pockets, then the troubles of the barbarians in the Great Li North will not be a concern at all.
It's too simple. In the fool mode, if you send out the disciples of the sect to destroy the barbarians, ten barbarians can be wiped out.
However, this also shows that the current situation in Dali is very serious with internal and external troubles, although on the surface it looks like a beautiful and prosperous scene.
Dali is also like a raging fire cooking oil, and the national destiny is booming, but there is a crisis in all this.
No wonder Emperor Taiping deliberately wanted to capture the Jianghu Sect, or to destroy the Jianghu Sect in one fell swoop.
This Jianghu sect is like a super monster lying on the Dali Dynasty to suck blood.
Immortality is simply not possible!
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In the arena competition, lots are still drawn, and those who draw the same lot automatically become opponents.
Of course, the battle between hundreds of disciples will not be very fast. On the contrary, because they are of equal strength, after the battle started, the battle with each other was extremely fierce. Time passed very quickly, but the rounds of the battle were very slow.
Finally, when the referee read the number "98", Fang Yi finally became energetic and stepped onto the ring.
As soon as Fang Yi came on stage, the other disciples showed puzzled expressions.
They were all looking at Fang Yi carefully, but in their minds, they really had no impression of this person at all.
They had no idea who this man was.
Until someone reminded me that this was Fang Han.
But except for the same group of disciples who entered Tianxing Palace as Fang Han, others were even more confused. They had never heard of this disciple's name.
"Tu You, I know this one." After seeing Fang Yi's opponent, more and more other disciples started to Tu You.
"Tu You is at the third level of martial arts, and he has been at the third level of martial arts for a long time. This time, he should probably be able to enter the inner gate." The disciples below all focused on Tu You at this time.
Hearing the comments from the people below, Fang Yi couldn't help but frown slightly at this moment. He originally thought that if he matched himself with a weak person, he would win if he won, and no one would notice the fight between them.
But he didn't expect that the Tu You he matched with might be a genius disciple in the sect.
This was troublesome. Fang Yi had never thought about being too pushy now.
After all, his status is special.
But now that he has been matched, there is no other way. It is better to restrain his strength and fight with him for a while. When the time comes, he will win by a narrow margin and no one will notice.
Even if they noticed it, everyone would think that Fang Yi won by luck.
Fang Yi made up his mind, then put on a fighting stance, ready to start fighting.
Tu You looked at Fang Han at this time and frowned slightly. He also thought about it for a long time and gave up.
He really couldn't remember that there was such a disciple in Tianxing Palace, he was very strange.
"Please advise." Fang Yi said at this time.
Tu You snorted at this time: "Boy, although I don't know you, it doesn't stop me from telling you that I will hurt you with my fists and kicks, and I'm afraid you will have to lie in bed for a while."
With that said, Tu You took action directly, and charged towards Fang Yi with a punch packed with powerful energy.
This punch was powerful and heavy, and it was obvious that Tu You was very powerful.
"This Tu You is only a little short of breaking through to the fourth level." At this moment, the disciples in the audience began to talk.
From the punch Tu You threw, it can be seen that Tu You's strength is strong. On the other hand, Fang Yi is only at the third level of martial arts, and he seems to have just broken through. From this look, Tu You is sure to win this game. .
Fang Yi was not careless when facing Tu You's punch. He withdrew part of his strength, but not completely.
Facing these sect disciples who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, facing a real first battle with a vulgar martial artist, Fang Yi was also looking forward to it.
He still doesn't know what level his third-level realm is among the disciples of the sect.
Therefore, Fang Yi used 50% of his strength in this punch.
The moment the two fists collided, Fang Yi's punch directly swept across Tu You. A terrifying force came out from Fang Yi's fist, and then broke through Tu You's punch inch by inch, breaking through Tu You's body. The fists reached his arms and then all over his body.
"Click, click."
After bursts of clicking sounds, Tu You's body flew backwards. The clicking sound just now was none other than the sound of the bones in Tu You's body breaking.
Tu You was crippled, and he was lying on the ring, with red blood continuously flowing out from his mouth and nose.
The field suddenly became quiet.
Each disciple looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, the shock in his heart was transformed into two words.
"Hold the grass?"
The vulgar martial artist doesn't need to say too many words. Faced with this kind of scene, just "hold the grass" is enough.
These two words vividly expressed the shock, horror, and disbelief in the hearts of all the students present at this time.
The referee yelled "Hold the grass" and then quickly ran to check Tu You's injury.
But it would have been better not to check. Once he checked, the referee's hand holding the grass became louder, because at this time, Tu You was breathing his last breath.
While holding the straw, the referee took out an elixir from his arms and gave it to Tu You. Then he motioned for other disciples to come on stage and quickly get Tu You down and treat him as soon as possible. If the treatment is good, he can still pick up one. Life, but if the treatment is not timely enough, it will be all over.
"Why are you so cruel? He obviously..." The referee was about to ask Fang Yi angrily, but suddenly he remembered the battle between the two just now. He was the referee. He could see it clearly, but just now, Fang Yi He obviously didn't use any force, he could see clearly.
But Tu You worked very hard.
But why, why can a martial artist who has just broken through to the third level be able to beat up a martial artist who is about to enter the fourth level like this? ?
This unscientific! !
Thinking of this, the referee had nothing to say. He only said one thing, "He Ming Ming." He said it several times, and finally stopped talking at all.
Fang Yi felt aggrieved at this time. He really felt aggrieved. He knew that he should be very strong if he attacked with all his strength, but he didn't expect that he was so strong.
This is so ridiculously powerful.
In other words, my opponent is weak.
"I obviously didn't exert much force, why did you fall??" Fang Yi spoke in a low voice to defend himself at this time. This is not really Fang Yi pretending to be cool, but Fang Yi really didn't exert any force.
He only used less than 50% of his strength, and then the disciple couldn't even resist his own punch.
"He's so pretentious, I like it so much." A female disciple said at this time.
Although Fang Yi's voice was low, everyone heard what Fang Yi just said.
Women who practice martial arts are indeed different, much more vulgar, but they still have something to say.
If you like it, you like it; if you don't like it, you don't like it.
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For a moment, all the disciples in the audience were silent, while the women were shouting. They were all expressing their affection to Fang Yi.
He was really showing off just now.
But he's also really handsome.
The male disciples were silent for a long time and finally started to discuss.
"What did Tu Yu say just now??" At this moment, a disciple asked.
"With that punch, Fang Han will probably have to lie in bed for a while." A disciple replied.
The previous disciple sighed and said: "He may really have to lie in bed for a while..."
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