Chapter 67 The Confrontation (Part 2)

"That's great, it's not started yet!"

Behind a group of vortex realm powerhouses, countless vortex realm powerhouses arrived almost at the same time.

Looking at the two figures in the manor, many powerful people in Qixuan realm breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, countless practitioners surrounded the entire manor tightly, with almost no gap.

Looking around, the manor was covered with darkness, covering the surrounding land, and only the manor was no one stepped into it.

Before everyone could calm down, the leaves suddenly moved on the roof.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the entire dilapidated house collapsed instantly, the walls were split into pieces, and stones and wooden blocks fell one after another.

"Swish." Ye Luo kicked Fang Zhu from top to bottom like an agile assassin.

Ye Luo at this moment, without any reservation, and with all his strength, his speed was astonishingly fast.

Almost no one could see his movements clearly in the Qixuan Realm and the vortex lower realm powerhouses. Only the vortex middle realm powerhouses could capture his movement traces.

On the ground below, Fang Zhu made a horse stance and suddenly punched her, shouting loudly: "Huh!"

At this moment, Ye Luo collided with Fang Zhu, and a punch, a leg, and a terrifying force were released without reservation.

"boom!"

The violent explosion radiated in all directions with two people as the center.

With a short breath, the terrible air current swept outside the manor. The people who were closer were suddenly overwhelmed.

"So strong!" Countless Qixuan realm powerhouses were all watching this scene in shock. The people who were overturned to the ground also looked at the two people confronted in the manor with pale faces, their eyes dull.

With just the remaining power, they were overturned ten feet away to the ground. It was so terrible!

This is not like a showdown between the ninth level of the spiral and the middle realm of the vortex, but like a showdown between two powerful people in the upper realm of the vortex!

Whether it is Ye Luo or Fang Zhu, they are much more powerful than ordinary vortex mid-level powerhouses.

Several powerful people in the middle vortex realm were shocked while watching this scene.

"Damn it, this is the real battle! Compared to this, we used to be just kids playing house!"

"I am worthy of being a person from the cultivation class of Cangqiong Academy, and I am worthy of being the pride of heaven that the saint master once taught me!"

Outside the manor, everyone was shocked and excited, with their eyes wide open, trying to see more clearly. With such a wonderful showdown, most people in the field rarely encountered such opportunities in their lives. How could they not cherish it?

"Bang."

In the hazy dust, the leaves fell steadily with the force of the rebound of their feet.

When the dust disappeared, Fang Zhu and the ground covered with spider-web-like cracks under his feet gradually became clear.

Amazing destructive power!

The two of them have not yet used their martial arts, and they both have such power based on their pure power alone!

"Gulu." Outside the manor, a sound of swallowing saliva sounded.

Fang Zhu moved his slightly numb fist and looked at Ye Luo solemnly: "It seems that it is a very correct decision for me to challenge you." If he hadn't fought with Ye Luo, he would never dare to imagine that a powerful man from the Ninth Level of Qixuan could compete with him. "If he hadn't challenged you, I might always be a frog in the well."

His fists are the hardest part of his body, because he has practiced fists all his life, and his strength is above these fists.

However, the iron fist he was proud of just fighting Ye Luo had tasted the pain he had not had in a long time!

Although this has something to do with his failure to perform martial arts, don’t forget that Ye Luo did not perform martial arts either!

In other words, in the fight just now, he was actually at a slight disadvantage, but ordinary people couldn't see it, and even Ye Luo, the person who fought with him, might not be able to see it. Only he himself knew everything.

"You are not bad either." In the face of Fang Zhu's praise, Ye Luo looked as usual, without any slight pride.

He fought with Fang Zhu just to test his strength and had no other thoughts. In his opinion, his real opponent was not Fang Zhu, not these vortex-level powerhouses outside, but Zhang Hengyang, Yao Muwan, Su Lie, Mao Zangfeng and others. Only by defeating them can he feel accomplished.

As for Fang Zhu, Ye Luo didn't think there was anything worthy of defeating Fang Zhu. If he really wanted to win, he would have directly used his martial arts from the beginning.

He didn't think Fang Zhu could stop the martial arts taught to them by the dean. Although that martial arts was just a mid-level martial art, so far, Fang Zhu had never seen a stronger martial art than it!

Hearing Ye Luo's slightly perfunctory answer, Fang Zhu smiled faintly. He didn't take Ye Luo's words seriously. His performance just now was not worth a "good" evaluation.

"Next, you have to be careful. I'm going to use my martial arts!" Fang Zhu reminded seriously.

As he spoke, his body was filled with violent fighting spirit, his momentum rose layer by layer, and the rotation force in his body also became unprecedentedly active, and a faint pressure filled the entire manor.

Ye Luo nodded: "Come on!"

He also looked forward to Fang Zhu's use of martial arts. Only Fang Zhu in his prime could test his true strength and let him understand where his limit was. Fang Zhu's attack strength just now was not enough, far from enough, and he could not feel any pressure at all. He was looking forward to whether Fang Zhu, who used martial arts, would feel a little pressure at all.

I saw Fang Zhu exhaling a long breath, as if he was about to exhale the air from his lungs completely.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the rotation force in his body ran at high speed along the tough meridians.

In the manor, a strong wind was generated out of thin air, and Fang Zhu was in the center of the strong wind.

“Buzz buzz…”

Letting the strong wind blow his clothes and long hair, Fang Zhu's eyes were always staring at Ye Luo, as if in his eyes, there was nothing else except Ye Luo's existence.

Under countless gazes, Fang Zhu suddenly seemed to have split. One person turned into two, three, four... along a straight line, spreading to the location where Ye Luo was. No, his body was not split, but was so fast that it was difficult for everyone to capture his figure. He could only see blurry afterimages, and the overlapping afterimages created a visual illusion.

When everyone realized it, Fang Zhu had already appeared in front of Ye Luo.

There is no doubt that Fang Zhu's bursting speed just now was faster than before, which may be due to the increase in martial arts or other reasons. However, no matter what the reason is, in short, his speed is faster, and the power bonus brought by his speed is naturally even more terrifying.

"Huh!" A low roar like a ferocious and terrifying beast came from Fang Zhu's throat.

Fu Thou Fist, a boxing technique that has existed before ancient times, is also the only boxing technique passed down since ancient times. This boxing technique is only of low level and has almost no requirements for talent. As long as a practitioner, he can practice this boxing technique. More importantly, this boxing technique has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and almost every sect, guild, and empire has been included. There are countless practitioners, and they are truly a big game.

Perhaps, it is precisely because the threshold of Fu Hokage is low and there is no requirement for talent that it has been passed down for so many years.

The boxing technique that Fang Zhu started practicing was Fu Tung Fist. He has practiced this boxing technique for decades, and is the one he has practiced for the longest time and has mastered the deepest. Although this boxing technique is only of low level, Fang Zhu used it as if it contained an extremely special boxing intention, and its power was so strong that few of the strongest people at the same level could match it!

For some reason, when Fang Zhu used his fist to attack him, Ye Luo's consciousness was in a trance for a moment.

When he realized it, Fang Zhu was already close.

Ye Luo had no time to fight back, so he could only protect his double forks in front of his chest to resist Fang Zhu's astonishing punch.

"boom!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the manor. The terrifying energy shook Ye Luo several feet away. Two long ditches were drawn under his feet. The place where the two collided was a dirt pit of about one meter in diameter. The manor that had been uninhabited for many years was covered with dust. This violent collision, the dust flew, which made the entire manor gray.

Fang Zhu stopped and waited until the dust disappeared, a look of shock appeared on his face: "I was not injured at all!"

You know, he relied on his fist to defeat countless powerful people in the middle realm of the vortex, but Ye Luo was not at all hurt, just a little embarrassed!

Ye Luo's momentum did not decline at all. Obviously, the attack just now did not hurt him.

In other words, the fist he used was completely blocked by Ye Luo, which had almost no other effect except that Ye Luo's blood surged and his arms were numb.

"What kind of boxing method are you?" Ye Luo's expression became solemn. It was the first time he had such a solemn expression when he had been in contact with Fang Zhu for so long. It is conceivable how much shock Fang Zhu's punch caused to him.

"Fu Xiaoquan, you must have heard of it?" Fang Zhu was very open-minded and did not hide it at all.

Hearing this, Ye Luo frowned: "Fu Fu Fist? Is this really a Fu Fist?"

Fu Tung Fist, when he first came into contact with practicing, he also practiced this boxing technique, and based on it, he tried to master higher-level boxing techniques. Therefore, he was not unfamiliar with Fu Tung Fist, but the Fu Tung Fist that Fang Zhu used was completely different from the Fu Tung Fist he remembered. He vaguely felt that this Fu Tung Fist had an inexplicable horror, as if it could freeze his consciousness.

"This bamboo is amazing to be able to exert such power with a low-level mortal boxing technique!" Ye Luo couldn't help but exclaim, "Sure enough, no one who can cultivate to the middle level of the vortex is simple!"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Luo said, "What other means do you have? Just use it!"

With this experience, he became much more serious and did not look down on Fang Zhu at all. He did not want to lose to Fang Zhu because of his carelessness. After all, in some ways, he represents Cangkong Academy. It would be okay if he loses, but Cangkong Academy cannot lose his face.

"Sorry, I only know how to fist the fist." Fang Zhu shook his head, "I have never practiced other martial arts except fist the fist."

Ye Luo was stunned. Are there such people in the world?

If Fu Fuquan is an advanced boxing technique, Fang Zhu spent his whole life practicing and comprehending it makes sense, but Fu Fuquan is just a low-level boxing technique!

Looking at the entire wilderness continent, Fu Fu Fist is definitely one of the lowest boxing techniques!

Is it worth it to spend a lifetime practicing a low-level boxing technique?

Ye Luo didn't know what level Fang Zhu was at among the middle-level practitioners of the vortex. If he knew that Fang Zhu had defeated hundreds of middle-level practitioners of the vortex with Fu Thou boxing, and even had to rely on Fu Thou boxing to injured a top-level practitioner, he probably wouldn't have this doubt. It may be worth it to others to practice a low-level mortal boxing technique, but it is definitely worth it to Fang Zhu.

If it weren't for Fu Fuquan, how could Fang Zhu achieve such an impressive record?
Chapter completed!