Fang Yi also looked at Wang Ziwen at this time, with a questioning look in his eyes: "Brother Wang, this arrangement is a bit too coincidental."
Wang Ziwen sighed and said, "Yes, Brother Lu Jiu, but fortunately, you met me."
There are indeed some problems with this arrangement. Among the disciples selected by Jinyu Pavilion, Wang Ziwen only knows Fang Yi. According to the rules of melee, Wang Ziwen only needs to defeat Fang Yi, and then quietly wait for the time of a stick of incense to pass, and he will succeed. .
Moreover, Fang Yi's strength is the weakest among the known disciples. He is only a minor in the fifth-level Divine Elephant Realm. Wang Ziwen is a perfect sixth-level one. Defeating Fang Yi is almost as simple as it can be. things.
Fang Yi didn't panic at this time. This was actually a moment that tested human nature. After he saw clearly that the person here was Wang Ziwen, he had been waiting to see what kind of reaction Wang Ziwen would make.
In fact, no matter whether Wang Ziwen chooses to take action or not, Fang Yi has no worries. It would be fine if he doesn't take action. But once Wang Ziwen chooses to take action, Fang Yi can definitely guarantee that it will be him, Wang Ziwen, who regrets it.
But when Wang Ziwen said these words, it was obvious that he would not take action easily.
Fang Yi hesitated for a moment, but then he said: "Brother Wang, I am the weakest, and I am afraid that I will not be able to reach the end. According to the rules of melee, you must defeat someone, and then wait until a stick of incense comes. With time, you will naturally achieve success. Why don't you attack me and defeat me, and all problems will be solved naturally."
"Brother Lu Jiu, do you look down on me, Wang Ziwen?" Before Fang Yi finished speaking, Wang Ziwen directly interrupted Fang Yi: "Brother Lu Jiu, am I, Wang Ziwen, the one who betrays my friends for profit?"
Wang Ziwen said no more at this time, but walked straight to Fang Yi and said, "There is no time, we have to hurry up."
With that said, Wang Ziwen pulled Fang Yi and began to move quickly in this infinite space, looking for prey.
There was only a stick of incense, and they were very nervous. They had already wasted some time by saying these few words. Next, they had to find their opponents, and then they had to seize the time to defeat these opponents.
Fang Yi remained calm. After two or three attempts, Fang Yi finally confirmed that Wang Ziwen did not have any thoughts about him and that Wang Ziwen did not intend to do anything to him.
"Although one stick of incense takes less time, it is enough. However, we need to find two prey." Wang Ziwen looked around anxiously at this time, eager to find the prey that belonged to the two of them.
Soon, Wang Ziwen fixed his eyes on a disciple in front of him.
That disciple had just defeated another disciple. The figure of the defeated disciple disappeared instantly. This was teleported out of the infinite space. According to the rules of melee, as long as he is defeated, he is equivalent to being eliminated.
When the disciple saw Wang Ziwen and Fang Yi, he immediately frowned and secretly said "bad luck". Isn't it really bad luck? He had just eliminated a disciple and was basically exhausted, but now, what the hell... Two people came?
"Fuck!" The disciple suddenly ran away. In just one stick of incense, as long as he held on, the two of them would be eliminated, but he would succeed.
"Chase!" Wang Ziwen immediately chased after him, leaving Fang Yi alone.
Fang Yi has a strong sense of the soul. He has just identified the true strength of that disciple, who is only a sixth-level disciple. Moreover, he had already experienced a battle with a sixth-level disciple before, and he was exhausted. It is extremely huge.
Of course it's not a big problem for Wang Ziwen to catch up with him and kill him.
Fang Yi, on the other hand, could move his muscles and bones now that no one was seeing him. Of course he wanted to explore the ancient tomb of the Martial Saint.
The Martial Saint's Heart is actually not of much use to Fang Yi himself, but the Martial Saint's Heart is definitely extremely important to Fang Yi.
Obtaining the Heart of the Martial Saint, for Fang Yi, he has the capital to compete with other strong players. As a chess player, he also needs resources.
So in this round, Fang Yi will naturally seize the opportunity and will not be easily eliminated.
"Come out." Fang Yi turned around and looked into a deep bush, and then spoke: "Your aura is very stable. It's obvious that you haven't experienced a battle just now. The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. You wanted to be that oriole, but unfortunately we got there first, and there was still half a stick of incense left. If you don't come out, I'm afraid you really won't have any chance."
In the bushes, a figure suddenly jumped out, and there was a disciple hiding here.
At this time, the disciple looked at Fang Yi in surprise: "Your Excellency, you have such a strong sense of perception. I am hiding here. The two people who fought just now and your companion did not find me, but you were able to find me?? "
This disciple looked at Fang Yi in disbelief. Logically speaking, the disciple in front of him looked like a fat sheep, because the power fluctuations in Fang Yi's body were very weak. Based on preliminary judgment, the strength of the disciple in front of him was only five. Just good taste.
What he is best at is concealing his body shape and strength. He hid here, thinking that no one would find out. In fact, it was indeed the case. Just now he was hiding here, and the two fighting men fought to the death. In the end, his existence was never discovered.
Originally, his wishful thinking was very good. When the two people fought to the end and one of them defeated the other, he suddenly came out and then ended it. In this way, it was equivalent to defeating that person without any effort. disciple, and then advance to the next level.
There was nothing wrong with his wishful thinking until he met the duo of Wang Ziwen and Fang Yi.
This duo broke his wishful thinking, and Wang Ziwen also cut off his penis. This is so damn embarrassing!
But what made the disciple in front of him even more unexpected was that Fang Yi could actually find him. Wang Ziwen, who had just gone to chase someone, had a strength above the sixth level of perfection, but he didn't find him. However, the fifth level martial artist in front of him actually found him. Got him?
"Never mind, let's get started." The disciple stopped thinking about it at this time. There was no time. If he didn't take action, the time of burning incense would be over, and it would be fleeting.
The disciple rushed directly towards Fang Yi at this time, and his fist was packed with unparalleled power, and he suddenly blasted towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yi did not dodge, but also punched out. The moment the explosive power collided, it sent out a terrifying aftermath.
The moment the two fists faced each other, the disciple instantly felt the gap.
Of course, there was also shock and disbelief.
With a "bang", the disciple's body flew backwards and fell softly to the ground. A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he never stood up again.
Then, the disciple's figure flashed, and then disappeared here, disappeared, gone.
His final fixed gaze was one of disbelief, but there was nothing he could do.
He was eliminated by a fifth-level divine elephant realm disciple.
Fang Yi gently withdrew his fist, but at this time, Wang Ziwen hurried back: "Brother Lu Jiu, time is running out. Come with me quickly to find your next opponent. I will help you..."
Wang Ziwen was so anxious at this time that he didn't notice any traces of the battle just now. He just wanted to take Fang Yi urgently to find the next opponent.
But at this moment, the infinite space closed, and the time for a stick of incense arrived.
Fang Yi and Wang Ziwen felt their eyes dim for a while, and finally, they were teleported out.
"Congratulations to the following disciples for passing the level." At this time, Zhuge Wuliang, who had put away the infinite space, said.
He began to recite names one by one.
At this time, Wang Ziwen also looked at Fang Yi with an apologetic look, and said: "Brother Lu Jiu, I'm really sorry. In such a short period of time, I can only ensure that I pass the test on my own and cannot help you. Lu Jiu." Brother, I hope you can understand..."
"Wang Ziwen, Lu Jiu..."
Wang Ziwen's voice stopped suddenly, and he felt that he had just heard an auditory hallucination.
The names that Sect Master Zhuge was reading just now should be the names that have passed the customs, right? ?
Wang Ziwen looked at Fang Yi with some uncertainty.
I seemed to have heard my name and Brother Lu Jiu's name just now.
There's nothing wrong with my name, because I did succeed, so there's no problem at all, but I just heard Brother Lu Jiu's name.
That's right, I definitely heard it right. I just heard Brother Lu Jiu's name.
"Brother Lu Jiu, when did you defeat the enemy..." Wang Ziwen looked at Fang Yi with a stiff face. From the moment they entered the infinite space, the two of them stood together, not separated at all, looking for the opponent, too They stood together and did not separate.
Fang Yi never left his sight.
No, when he chased the fleeing disciple, he didn't see what Fang Yi was doing. Could it be that it was at that time? ?
"Brother Lu Jiu, are you hiding your strength??" Wang Ziwen suddenly looked at Fang Yi and asked.
"No..." Fang Yi said with an embarrassed look on his face: "When you were chasing that enemy, I happened to find a dying disciple in the bushes, so, I gave him a punch. …”
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Wang Ziwen's face was full of surprise at this time, and he subconsciously felt that this was impossible, absolutely impossible.
But the preconceived impression was here, and he could only believe Fang Yi's statement. Besides, when he was chasing the disciple, he passed by the bushes and actually detected a faint fluctuation of power, but he was I was so anxious that I didn't stop to look carefully.
In addition, what Fang Yi said, he immediately took his seat and believed it a bit.
As Wang Ziwen looked around, Fang Yi scratched his head in embarrassment. Wang Ziwen sighed and said, "Brother Lu Jiu, you are really a lucky general!"
