C97 Defeat Fu Xiuyuan
C97 Defeat Fu Xiuyuan
Fu Xiuyuan saw that Yang Ying did not answer, and Yang Ying just stared at him. He said, "Junior Brother Yang, this is a rare opportunity. Let's start!"
Yang Ying looked at Fu Xiuyuan. It seemed like Fu Xiuyuan was a very anxious person.
However, he had a good impression of Fu Xiuyuan.
He was not pretentious. He said to Fu Xiuyuan, "Senior Brother Fu, I have offended you!"
As he spoke, his left hand shook the scabbard. The Sword Buzheng came out of the scabbard and landed in Yang Ying's right hand, producing a buzzing sound.
Yang Ying could feel the combat intent coming from the Sword Buzheng and his heart was suddenly filled with fighting intent.
He no longer suppressed the fighting intent in his heart. With a soft shout, he unleashed the Wind Controlling Spell with all his strength and rushed forward.
When they were less than a meter away from each other, Yang Ying raised his right hand and unleashed the Wind Spirit Sword Arts. The Sword Buzheng and the Sword Qi suddenly thrust forward.
Before Yang Ying could do anything, Fu Xiuyuan had already circulated the true essence.
In a split second, his sturdy body expanded once again. A bright white light appeared on the surface of his body.
When Yang Ying struck out with his sword, Fu Xiuyuan seized the opportunity and threw a punch at the Sword Buzheng.
The Sword Buzheng carried the Sword Qi and collided with Fu Xiuyuan's fist, and the sound of metal colliding could be heard.
The two of them separated as soon as they touched each other. Yang Ying took three steps back before he stopped moving. He looked at Fu Xiuyuan.
Fu Xiuyuan also took three steps back. As he retreated, the impact of the collision hit the ground.
A small hole appeared on the surface of the magic weapon on Fu Xiuyuan's fist.
He touched the small hole and said to Yang Ying, "Junior Brother Yang, your sword technique is very powerful. You can actually fight me head on, and you aren't at a disadvantage! "
Yang Ying smiled when he heard this. He could feel Fu Xiuyuan's sincerity.
He smiled and said: "Senior Brother Fu, your body tempering skill is really powerful."
Fu Xiuyuan looked at Yang Ying and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Yang, next, I will use my full strength. Be careful!"
Yang Ying didn't say anything else. He made a hand gesture with the Wind Spirit Sword Arts.
Fu Xiuyuan saw what happened and shouted. His body suddenly enlarged again, and the white light on his body became even brighter.
As Fu Xiuyuan's body enlarged, the yellow robe on his body shattered.
He casually ripped off his damaged yellow robe and threw it to the ground.
Judging from his skillful movements, it was obvious that his yellow robe was damaged frequently.
After the yellow robe was ripped off, his bulging muscles were revealed.
He was also wearing a pair of knee-length pants.
As his body grew bigger, his pants grew bigger. It was clear that these weren't ordinary pants.
Fu Xiuyuan took two steps forward and suddenly threw himself at Yang Ying.
Fu Xiuyuan's hands were like a pair of giant tiger palms. If Yang Ying was hit, his body would be seriously injured.
Fu Xiuyuan was about to reach him. Yang Ying didn't panic. He had experience dealing with tiger-shaped demonic beasts.
He took a step back and shrank his body. At the same time, he gathered all the true essence in his body and chose one of the most powerful forms of the Wind Spirit Sword Arts. Then, he raised the longsword in his hand.
Fu Xiuyuan wanted to face this attack head on, but when the Sword Qi was about to touch his body, he suddenly realized that the strength of Yang Ying's sword was not something that his body tempering skill could block.
He exerted force on his waist. His body suddenly twisted, and his body brushed past the long sword. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
It was only at this moment that he realized how wise his choice was.
Yang Ying saw that Fu Xiuyuan had dodged his sword. He was secretly amazed by Fu Xiuyuan's ability to adapt to the situation on the spot.
His long sword chased after Fu Xiuyuan.
Fu Xiuyuan felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment. If he dodged again, what awaited him would be endless sword attacks.
Thinking of this, he no longer dodged. He stretched out both of his hands and forcefully blocked Yang Ying's diagonal slash.
This diagonal slash contained one hundred percent of Yang Ying's true essence. When the palm and the sword collided, a wave of energy was transmitted out. Both of them flew backwards at the same time.
Yang Ying took three steps back and stood still on the spot. He raised his head and looked at Fu Xiuyuan.
Fu Xiuyuan only stopped when he reached the edge of the arena.
He raised both of his hands and said with a bitter smile, "Junior Brother Yang, your sword technique is really powerful. My supreme grade magic weapon Gloves are already damaged. I'm afraid it will require a lot of resources to repair it."
Yang Ying suddenly had a favorable impression of him. He replied with a smile, "Senior Brother Fu, if you need me to help you repair your magic weapon, just tell me!"
"You are a good person!" Fu Xiuyuan laughed out loud. "Junior Brother Yang, my gloves are damaged. If I did not have boxing gloves, I would not have been able to block your sword attack no matter what! You won this match! "
Yang Ying knew that he was a forthright person, so he stepped back without any modesty. He cupped his hands and said," Thank you! "
Fu Xiuyuan walked to Yang Ying and handed him a stack of paper cranes with his mark on it. He said, "Junior Brother Yang, I made friends with you!"
He suddenly took a small step forward. He said in a low voice, "When you face Geng Annping, you need to be careful that he uses dirty tricks!"
Yang Ying's eyes narrowed as he thought to himself. Geng Annping is from Yunding Peak. No matter what tricks he uses, I will not let him leave the arena safely!
He cupped his hands at Fu Xiuyuan and said: "I understand! Thank you! "
Fu Xiuyuan's big hand was firmly held in Yang Ying's hand. After that, he turned around and walked down the arena.
The crowd below the arena discussed animatedly.
"Oh my god! Fu Xiuyuan actually admitted defeat!"
"Yang Ying's combat strength is actually this terrifying? Fu Xiuyuan's supreme grade magic weapon Gloves broke!"
"Yang Ying is definitely a dark horse!"
" I think it will be very difficult for him to succeed in the end! "
"That's right! I have seen the Trial Assembly for so many years. He is the strongest dark horse!"
"Senior Brother Yang, you can do it!"
"Senior Brother Yang, I think highly of you."
Next, Yang Ying faced Geng Annping, who had always been the number one Foundation Stage warrior a few years ago.
Geng Annping casually stood in the middle of the arena and said to Yang Ying, "Are you Yang Ying? Whatever tricks you have, just use them!"
As he spoke, he gently put his sword on his shoulder and looked at Yang Ying with a relaxed expression.
Seeing this, Yang Ying's heart trembled slightly. Geng Annping was able to take first place in the Foundation Stage in just a few years, he must not be a fool.
If that was the case, with such a relaxed expression on his face, he must have some trump card!
Yang Ying drew his sword out of its scabbard and gently caressed the Sword Buzheng. "Old friend, this time you must go all out!"