"Who is that person? He can fight Fang Qing to a draw. Why have I never seen him before?" Several martial arts cultivators next to Feng Yin saw that Fang Qing, who they thought would win, ended up with a draw. A look of surprise appeared on everyone's face, and soon someone asked someone else.
"Yes, that person is so powerful. We must inquire about that person's identity later." After being shocked, another martial arts cultivator was more interested in asking about Lu Yunyou's identity.
"His name is Lu Yunyou, and he is from the Seventh Army." In order to prevent the people next to him from guessing, Feng Yin directly answered their doubts at this moment.
"What?" After exclaiming, a martial artist next to Feng Yin asked directly: "Brother Feng, do you know him?"
"Yes," Feng Yin replied unquestioningly when asked by his companion, "I lost to him in the last round of competition."
"I see, no wonder you lost to him," seeing Feng Yin saying so firmly, another martial artist immediately nodded in agreement.
"No, Brother Feng, didn't you tell us before that you lost to a fourth-level early stage martial artist? Could it be that he was not a fifth-level martial artist?" After saying this, the other person seemed to have thought of something unbelievable and jumped on the spot. He exclaimed, and his reaction directly attracted the attention of many people.
When everyone around them thought that Feng Yin had indeed said that Lu Yunyou was an early fourth-level martial artist, they all looked at Feng Yin in surprise.
"He is indeed an early stage fourth-level martial artist, but I don't know why he is so strong." Shaking his head, Feng Yin knew that what he said now would only shock the people around him even more, but he knew very well that he was not telling lies at all. necessity of words
"How is it possible? How can a fourth-level martial artist be on par with a fifth-level martial artist, and he is still an early-stage fourth-level martial artist? Brother Feng, please don't lie to us?"
"Brothers, I, Feng Yin, am not the kind of person who likes to joke. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Seventh Army and personally inquire whether there is anyone named Lu Yunyou!" Knowing that others questioned his remarks, Feng Yin immediately used his own character as a guarantee.
"So, I think it's better not to blame Brother Feng." The next moment, out of his understanding of Feng Yin, a martial arts cultivator stepped forward to rescue Feng Yin.
"Well, what Brother Li said is exactly what he said. Maybe there is something extraordinary about that person named Lu Yunyou." Regardless of whether they believed Feng Yin's statement or not, after Feng Yin made such a statement, everyone could not wait to ask more questions. If you go down, you can only continue to watch Lu Yunyou in the ring.
On the other side of the ring, some of the martial arts cultivators who had seen Lu Yunyou looked dumbfounded, with incredulous expressions on their faces, especially those who had ridiculed Lu Yunyou before.
"Isn't he the person standing behind us just now? Why is he fighting a fifth-level martial artist?"
"It's him, maybe it was the fifth-level martial artist who let him go on purpose."
"How is it possible? Doesn't that fifth-level martial artist not want to participate in the next competition?"
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One person said that after the match, those who lost the battle kept talking about how strong the people who competed with them were in order to save some face, just to prove that their strength was not bad.
Those who lost the fight sympathized with each other, even if they knew that what others said was not true, none of them tried to expose the other person.
Not long ago, when they were talking endlessly about the situation of their respective competitions, someone among them noticed the situation on the ring. When he found Lu Yunyou, the man widened his eyes and reminded his companions: "Look! that person."
Afraid that no one else would hear the same thing, while speaking, the man touched Yunyou with his finger, just so that his companion could see clearly.
Then when his companions all recognized Lu Yunyou, their eyes widened and they kept muttering "How is it possible?" However, the more they looked at it, the more likely it was.
"Then who is the person next to him?" Someone soon asked about Fang Qing's identity.
"That's General Fang's nephew Fang Qing. Don't you even know him?!" The person who answered clearly knew Fang Qing and pointed out Fang Qing's identity directly.
"Are you talking about General Fang Quyin, the commander of the Arrow Camp?" Then someone asked uncertainly.
"Who else could he be? Is there a second General Fang in the army?" He rolled his eyes at his companion angrily, and the person who answered directly confirmed his companion's question.
"Doesn't that mean that Fang Qing is from the Fang family?" Then, someone else raised a question.
"Nonsense, that's not from the Fang family. Could it be from your family?" He rolled his eyes at his companion angrily. The next moment, the person who knew Fang Qing added: "That Fang Qing is not simple. I heard that His cultivation is only one step away from the sixth level."
"Then how could he be tied with Fang Qing?"
"who knows?"
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Everyone kept talking, and the surprised words of those people directly attracted the attention of the people around them. When everyone around them knew that Lu Yunyou was a fourth-level martial artist, a look of surprise appeared on their faces, and no one had any thoughts. Watching the competition carefully, everyone just wanted to confirm as soon as possible whether Lu Yunyou was truly a fourth-level martial artist.
It didn't take long for the people next to Feng Yin to hear Lu Yunyou's remarks that he was a fourth-level martial artist. As a result, the remaining doubts in those people's minds completely disappeared.
Just when everyone was surprised, Lu Yunyou and Fang Qing had been playing close games for a while on the ring. Apart from the generals who were the referees, there were only two people in the huge ring, Lu Yunyou and Fang Qing.
"It has exceeded the allotted time, do you want to stop them?" Seeing that the two people on the field had no intention of stopping, a general was worried about delaying the next competition, so he had to ask other colleagues for their opinions.
"That man is General Fang's nephew. General Fang just came over and was talking to General Tie. If my guess is correct, General Fang should have come here specifically for Fang Qing. I think we should wait a little longer," because Fang Quyin While they were talking to their leader, Tie Sanqiang, a general who replied directly rejected his companion's plan.
"A fourth-level martial artist can actually tie with a fifth-level martial artist. There is such a talent in our camp. This is the first time I know." After seeing Fang Quyin as his companion pointed, those The general immediately gave up the idea of stopping the match, and instead looked at Lu Yunyou who was competing with Fang Qing in surprise.
In fact, they never ended the competition, partly because of Lu Yunyou's incredible cultivation.
"It is indeed unheard of," a general frowned, completely confused about the situation in front of him.
Then under everyone's attention, a somewhat impatient Lu Yunyou spared no effort to attack.
On the other side, the same was true for Fang Qing. Lu Yunyou used boxing and he used palm. The way the two competed reminded Lu Yunyou of some of the scenes when he and Zhang Yuan competed.
As in the previous situation, the longer he fought, the more proficient he became in the use of boxing techniques. Although he was inferior to Fang Qing in terms of strength, he was not inferior to Fang Qing in terms of moves. I wonder if he was the one who used Fang Qing's After figuring out the attack method, it turns out that his level of boxing is too high. Coupled with his body skills, his attacks have unexpected momentum.
The two sides were going back and forth, sometimes competing for strength, sometimes competing for moves. The fight was very smooth, with constant banging sounds. After hitting, hitting, Lu Yunyou's left hand suddenly opened after punching, and he grabbed Fang Qing's right wrist. , and then suddenly pulled Fang Qing towards him.
At the same time, his entire right arm quickly bent, and his elbow continued to attack Fang Qing's chest. He hit Fang Qing three times in a row before Fang Qing broke free of the arm he held.
"It's great," on the other side, after being attacked three times in a row, Fang Qing smiled freely and generously praised Lu Yunyou.
That sound of joy made Lu Yunyou feel the same. Now that he had finally gained an advantage, he also felt extremely happy after having worked hard for a long time. Of course, he knew that the attack just now would not have much impact on Fang Qing, so he still needs to keep it up.
"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating." After Lu Yunyou tried his best to calm down the restless breath in his body, Fang Qing's voice suddenly came to his ears.
The next moment, facing Fang Qing's endless palm techniques, Lu Yunyou was beaten and could only defend with his hands.
Not paying attention to Lu Yunyou's resistance, after pushing away Lu Yunyou's hands, Fang Qing stepped forward and directly attacked Lu Yunyou's chest with his palms. When Lu Yunyou was about to wave his hands to stop him, his hands that were about to be closed suddenly separated, and one after another Hold Lu Yunyou's two wrists, and then pull Lu Yunyou's hands in front of him.
After Lu Yunyou's body got closer to him, Fang Qing quickly released his hands that were restraining Lu Yunyou, and hit Lu Yunyou's chest with his palms in a series of changing moves.
"Bang, bang, bang," three times in a row, Fang Qing also hit Lu Yunyou three times.
