Vol 15 Chapter 44: Who can first (3)

The fighting environment that Tong Xiuyin chose was bamboo forest.
A large piece of green bamboo forest, each one has the thickness of thighs, has a height of more than ten meters, and each piece of slender bamboo leaves is verdant, dripping with a burst of fresh fragrance.
When the wind blew, rustling sounds came into my ears.
Tong Xiuyin shuttled between bamboo forests, flying shadows swaying, phantoms heavy, and the length of the one-handed whip was varied. He struck Shen Hongyue from all directions, like countless spirit snakes flying, unpredictable.
Shen Hongyue looked cold and arrogant. Deep in her beautiful eyes, there seemed to be a faint moonlight diffused. Immediately, she saw that her slender hands lifted up, and the clear white light slowly shone between the falling of five fingers, as if capturing two bright moons. .
This is also a small Yinyue hand, but it is different from Lin Bai's small Yinyue hand.
The small Yinyue hands inherited from Yinyue Mountain will often be presented differently by different people.
Two small rounds of the bright moon rose, but with amazing power, wrapped around Shen Hongyue's body, all the offensives of Tong Xiuyin were resisted.
Immediately, I saw Shen Hongyue flashing two crimson deep in her pupil, her right hand raised and her five fingers pinched, a round of crimson half moon condensed and emerged, her right hand waved, and the crimson moon wheel tore through the sky, cutting at an extremely fast speed. Tong Xiuyin left a red mark in the air.
Tong Xiuyin has a lot of shadows, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. To avoid that round of crimson half-moon attack, he whip from the other side and shakes lightly, but it makes an amazing roaring sound, as if a dragon is flying in the air.
I saw that round of crimson half-moon made a turning in mid-air, drawing a beautiful arc, killing Tong Xiuyin again.
The green bamboo around it is constantly destroyed, or cut off from it, or directly broken. Countless bamboo leaves are flying around, and they are shattered by terrible forces, such as dust in the air.
Tong Xiuyin attacked Baiying with a hundred strokes, and a hundred wind whip shot down. The wind was blowing. Between the green bamboo swing, countless bamboo leaves fell again with the wind. They were pulled by the invisible force of Baiying strike into a spiral of bamboo leaves, like bamboo. Ye Xiaolong dived from the sky like a dragon.
The sound of arrogant roar rang through the bamboo forest, and more bamboo leaves shook down and merged into the bamboo-leaf dragon.
Shen Hongyue's complexion changed suddenly.
A pair of arms, a breath of breath fascinated, a powerful force swelled, and the outline of a bright moon emerged from behind, quickly condensed, and turned into a crimson moon the size of a millstone.
The crimson moon rises in the air, with the potential of being a wolf, all conflicts, all obstacles, all obstacles.
Hundred Shadows have shattered, and the crimson moon is constantly shaking. It seems to be broken but not broken, but with the impact of the bamboo leaf dragon, it seems to crush the last straw of the camel. It also collapsed, but the remaining bamboo leaves shot sharply towards Shen Hongyue like a sword.
Each bamboo leaf carries part of the strength of Tong Xiuyin. Although it is not that strong, it wins a lot. There are thousands of them. Dozens of them are shot continuously to Shen Hongyue and also to Shen Hongyue. Bring a lot of trouble.
There are more than ten consecutive waves, among which Tong Xiuyin's whip shadow shuttles among them.
This is a very favorable combat environment for Tong Xiuyin, but it has no effect on Shen Hongyue, and gradually falls into the downwind, and then is hit and defeated.
Tong Xiuyin scored one point and Shen Hongyue scored zero.
The fourth game was Shen Hongyue on the 7th and Fang Xing on the 1st.
When she learned that her opponent was Fang Xingchen, Shen Hongyue's face changed dramatically.
Fang Xingchen!
The strongest core disciple in Zongmen is known to have reached the third pole half a year ago. After this half year, his strength is unknown.
Although I already knew that I would definitely face Fang Xingchen, but when it really came, the internal pressure was still mad and couldn't be suppressed at all.
Take a deep breath, the chest rises and falls sharply, and Shen Hongyue gradually calms down. After all, it is not comparable to ordinary martial arts. Whether it is strength, talent, or mentality, it is far better. Knowing it has become a reality. It is not helpful to think about it, but it is not helpful to feel uneasy. Only by being fearless can you come up with your strongest strength.
Elder Yuande asked Shen Hongyue to choose the battle terrain environment.
Shen Hongyue was thinking.
"No matter what the terrain, you are not my opponent." Fang Xingchen said without Xu Buji, in a light tone, but with unquestionable determination, it sounds so taken for granted, and he is indeed qualified to say such things .
Geographical position can indeed be a help, but if the strength is obvious, all external factors are unimportant and insignificant.
"Flat." Shen Hongyue made a choice.
The person who knew Shen Hongyue suddenly was surprised, and immediately understood that, as Fang Xingchen said, no matter what terrain Shen Hongyue chose, he was not his opponent. In this case, there is no need to choose the best for himself Terrain so as not to prepare others enough.
In the previous battles, I immediately chose a terrain that is beneficial to me, naturally to win the first point.
Comparing each of these opponents is not ordinary. Under a real match, the outcome is unpredictable. One win is one match.
As Shen Hongyue wished, her feet became a flat brown ground.
"Let's go." Fang Xingchen stood with his hands in his hands, his face was indifferent, his deep eyes seemed to have a touch of nothingness, as if looking at Shen Hongyue, but it seemed to be empty, and everything was not in his eyes.
Meditation!
Suddenly, Shen Hongyue completely adjusted, her expression returned to cold and arrogant, her eyes shot sharply, her pupils seemed to contain two rounds of crimson moon.
Suddenly, Shen Hongyue took on the strongest state, and the crimson moon in the pupils of the eyes became more and more obvious, as if to condense into substance.
"Yuemo chases the soul!"
In the sound of Jiao's applause, a round of red moon seemed to jump out of nothingness, and after rushing into the sky, it dived down and fell towards Fang Xingchen.
Fang Xingchen looked indifferent, without seeming to notice it, and let the red moon approach.
Until the moment when the crimson moon was shot down in front of him, Fang Xingchen held out his right hand, watching slowly, and the movement and trajectory of his arm were extremely clear.
Everyone couldn't help horrifying.
Fang Xingchen grabbed the crimson moon empty-handed.
Shen Hongyue's pupils contracted, and the round of crimson moon contained three small true meanings and her own overbearing power. Fang Xingchen's hand seemed to have no breath fluctuation, so I dare to grab it. Are you alone?
But would Fang Xingchen be so stupid?
Obviously not.
Chen Zong gazed at Fang Xingchen, her pupils contracted. This Fang Xingchen's control of her own power reached such a high level that there was no slight leakage of breath, so people looked as if it were just an ordinary shot, but all power They are restrained in their hands, as if hidden under the skin.
There was no accident. Under everyone's attention, Fang Xingchen grabbed the crimson moon in one hand, and the crimson moon the size of the mill disk quickly shrank, condensed into a fist, and was caught by Fang Xingchen.
With her palms spread out, Fang Xingchen fell deep on her eyes, a smile appeared on her face, and she did not hesitate to praise: "It's beautiful."
This evaluation made Shen Hongyue startled.
Although this was not her strongest move, it was also a second move. It was so easily contracted by Fang Xingchen, and she also gave a very beautiful evaluation, as if evaluating an item.
Immediately, before Shen Hongyue made other reactions, Fang Xingchen's palm shook gently. If you look closely, you will find that a heavy ripple spreads out in Fang Xingchen's palm.
The crimson moon compressed in the palm of the palm suddenly ejected, and fired at Shen Hongyue at a faster speed.
Shen Hongyue's complexion suddenly changed, and she was horrified. From the compressed crimson moon, she felt more mighty and overbearing power, and locked herself, no matter how she could not escape.
Hard resistance.
With a roar, the crimson light suddenly expanded, wrapping Shen Hongyue's body as if devouring it.
Fang Xingchen stood up with his hands again, looking indifferently forward.
When the crimson light was gone, Shen Hongyue was half-knelt on the ground, her hands on the ground, her face panting and pale, and then she struck as if it had penetrated into her body and had to exhaust her strength to resist.
"I concede." After a few breaths, Shen Hongyue, who had recovered a little strength, began to speak, her tone was low, her face was dim, how could she not have expected that there was such a big gap between her strength and Fang Xingchen.
Everyone was horrified.
Anyway, Shen Hongyue is at the second pole level, and the Fang Xingchen is at the third pole level. Even if the gap between the first pole and the second pole is not so great.
Has the third pole reached an unintelligible level?
"Sure enough," Chen Zong said secretly, a hint of warfare flashed through his eyes.
To defeat Shen Hongyue, it is not difficult for Chen Zong to pay at his own expense, but Fang Xingchen downplayed it with extraordinary means, which really surprised Chen Zong.
The more so, Chen Zong's war will become stronger, but now, it is not the time when he and Fang Xingchen face off, take a deep breath, and then exhale for a long time, temporarily suppressing his inner war.
The other eight people were horrified one by one. Who is this Fang Xingchen?
Sure enough, the first was already doomed. Only the second could compete.
No, maybe only the third. Thinking of this, Yu Zhengxiao, Tang Zhengming and Tong Xiuyin all looked at Chen Zong in unison.
When performing the mission in the Chiyang sub-world ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Chen Zong demonstrated the strength to be better than them, and they all knew that Chen Zong's cultivation at that time did not reach the nine-star limit After such a period of practice, its strength must be even stronger, just don't know what level it has reached.
Does it reach the third pole?
It is not clear, Chen Zong did not acknowledge or deny it.
However, if we have to say who can compete with Fang Xingchen, perhaps Chen Zong has so many possibilities, but it is only some possibilities, especially when I see Fang Xingchen's shot this time.
Fang Xingchen won, and Shen Hongyue lost for the second time.
"Brother, this Fang Xingchen's strength is indeed very strong." A disciple of Ji Wutianzong was surprised.
"It's not weak." The young man in a black robe had a low voice, and his eyes were dazzling with radiance, some expectations.
Then, it was Liao Feifan's turn on the 6th, and Liao Feifan's opponent was No. 2 and No. 2, which was Chen Zong.