Chapter 912: Kick to iron

"Luo Qian in Xiahantianmen, please advise." The female disciple on the opposite side saluted, and then drew the long sword from her waist.
"Yes, Liu Liansha in Xiashuanghan Palace, please advise..." Liu Liansha said hurriedly.
After speaking, she immediately began to recite the tactics Fang Yu taught her in the audience.
At this time, Luo Qian already had a long sword in her hand and rushed towards her.
Liu Liansha was extremely nervous, her eyebrows frowned, and she finally finished reciting the tactics without missing a word.
But... nothing happens.
Liu Liansha opened her beautiful eyes and froze in place, her brain blank.
Fang Yu that bastard... on purpose?
At this time, Luo Qian had already arrived.
Seeing Liu Liansha motionless, Luo Qian frowned, retracted the long sword, and patted Liu Liansha's chest with her right palm.
Liu Liansha's brain didn't react at all.
But at this moment, her body moved involuntarily.
"despair!"
Liu Liansha kicked her feet and moved out, avoiding Luo Qian's palm.
Seeing Liu Liansha's sudden movement, Luo Qian's face changed slightly, and she clenched the long sword again and chased it.
Liu Liansha's figure suddenly rushed in the opposite direction.
Luo Qian held the long sword and waved forward.
A sword gas exploded.
But at this time, Liu Liansha suddenly ran backwards again, with a surprisingly fast speed!
"Wow!"
In the next second, Liu Liansha appeared behind Luo Qian.
She raised her right palm and turned everything towards Luo Qian's wrist.
Luo Qian snorted painfully, and the long sword in her hand flew out.
Liu Liansha jumped up, as if he knew that Luo Qian was about to turn around, once again appeared in the blind spot of Luo Qian's vision, and shot it with one palm!
"boom!"
With a soft sound, Luo Qian hit the palm of her back, fell forward and fell to the ground.
Liu Liansha picked up the long sword on the ground and followed, the blade pointed directly at Luo Qian's forehead who was thinking of getting up.
Luo Qian's face was pale, and she stopped moving.
In this round, the outcome has been determined.
"Wow……"
The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of exclamation!
This female disciple from Frost Cold Palace is not only beautiful, but also powerful!
He defeated his opponent without using any magic skills, just using body skills and physical skills!
The skill she showed was stronger than many male warriors with a higher cultivation base!
At this time, Liu Liansha still maintained the posture of sword pointing at the other party, but his eyes were wide and his face was shocked.
She was pretty sure that everything that happened just now had nothing to do with her autonomy.
Her body does not take her control!
It's Fang Yu!
"The first game, Frost Han Palace wins!"
Liu Liansha only felt a loose body, and was able to control her body movements again.
She put down the sword, quickly ran off the stage, and returned to the field of Frost Cold Palace.
"You were controlling me just now?" Liu Liansha looked at Fang Yu and asked.
"Of course, otherwise, with your normal strength, I'm afraid you will be overthrown by others without two strikes." Fang Yu said.
"Huh!" Liu Liansha snorted coldly. He wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of something and asked, "Since you can control me... then can I defeat stronger people? Such as Wu Zun..."
"You can try, but I think you will die miserably." Fang Yu said lightly.
Although he can control Liu Liansha's body movements, all of this must operate within the framework of Liu Liansha's own hard power.
Movements or spells beyond the range of Liu Liansha's body could not be used at all.
Feeling the sight cast from all over the court, Fang Yu said: "You have to thank me. After these two games, you will become the goddess in the hearts of all the people present."
"I don't want to be followed by so many people!" Liu Liansha said angrily.
"Don't pretend, you are very happy in your heart now. This way of showing up is bound to make you airy." Fang Yu said.
"You..." Liu Liansha flushed with anger and could not speak.
The second competition will begin soon.
In the case of similar cultivation levels, possessing superior physical skills can gain a huge advantage.
As before, Fang Yu controlled Liu Liansha's movements and won the victory easily.
"The thirty-ninth round of the first round was won by Shuanghan Palace in Huaibei area and advanced to the next round!" the referee said loudly.
Liu Liansha returned to the audience, her face still flushed due to excitement and excitement.
"Do you feel the joy of mastering powerful strength?" Fang Yu asked.
"..." Liu Liansha knew that Fang Yu was going to ridicule her again, closed her mouth and said nothing.
"Go back and practice hard. Your performance just now is your current limit." Fang Yu said, "There may be a limit that will never be reached in a lifetime."
"Fang Yu... If I can, I really want to kill you!" Liu Liansha gritted his teeth with anger and said.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that your teeth will break a few, little thing." Fang Yu said.
Liu Liansha knew that her quarrel was not Fang Yu's opponent, and the fight... there was no chance.
Therefore, although she is very angry, she can only sulki.
Su Lengyun on the side looked at Liu Liansha helplessly, and then at Fang Yu.
"Big Brother Yu, why are you here for what? May I know?" Su Lengyun thought for a while, still asked.
Fang Yu was about to speak, but felt a few strange breaths from above.
Fang Yu immediately raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Just look at it, only a few black spots can be seen.
But for Fang Yu, it was not.
He can see clearly that these are five people!
All five of them wore purple-gold robes.
This dress... is deeply engraved in Fang Yu's memory.
The costume of the disciple of Ziyan Palace!
This group of remnants finally arrived!
Fang Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold, his body faintly exuding murderous aura.
Su Lengyun noticed the change in Fang Yu's expression, and looked up at the sky.
In her vision, she could only see a few dark shadows, falling rapidly from the air.
Soon, it fell on the field on the opposite side of the competition stage and disappeared.
Su Lengyun turned her head and was about to speak.
But when she turned her head, she found that Fang Yu had disappeared.
"Brother Yu..."
There was some worry in Su Lengyun's beautiful eyes.
She rarely saw Fang Yu show that expression.
Something must have happened...
...
The first round of the game was quickly completed.
Enter the top fifty teams for the second round of draws.
The result of the draw came out soon.
The opponent of Frost Han Palace is Crescent Sect from Jiangnan region.
This sect is not small in Jiangnan, and its strength is also good.
Su Lengyun intends to abstain directly.
In the other twenty-four groups of competitions, one group attracted great attention.
Purple Flame Palace, fight the Dragon Slashing Pavilion!
Zhanlong Pavilion, the top sect from the northern capital!
In their sect, they have cultivated the most top talent!
Murong sword!
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But even so, no one would question Murong Jian!
As long as the person who has reached the top of the list, even if he has only been once, he is also a rare top genius!
As for Murong Jian, he could stay for a long time!
No one will question his strength and talent, and no one is qualified to question him!
"This time it looks good, that Ziyan Palace is so cruel, now it's kicked to the iron plate!"
"I don't know if Murong Jian will have a chance to play in Dragon Slash Pavilion... After all, he is the strongest disciple. This Ziyan Palace is not a top sect, and it may not be able to force Murong Jian to appear..."
"Damn, didn't you see the skill of that female disciple of Ziyan Palace just now? You must have Murong Sword! This Ziyan Palace is not weak at all..."
There was a lively discussion in the audience.
Everyone's concern is whether Murong Jian will appear in the second round.
Generally speaking, the strongest disciple in a sect will not play until the critical moment.
For example, in the first round, Zhanlong Pavilion only sent a disciple of Wu Zun realm, to lightly eliminate the opponent and easily advance.
Insufficient strength, there is no way to force Murong Jian to appear on the stage.
Everyone in the audience hoped to see the top Tianjiao Murongjian debut.
Therefore, they can only hope that Ziyan Palace can create a little pressure on Zhanlong Pavilion.
After the draw was over, the second round of competition began quickly.
The match between Ziyan Palace and Zhanlong Pavilion was in the sixth round of the second round.
The first five games ended soon.
The sixth game begins.
As for Ziyan Palace, she still sent the female disciple before, Xiumei.