Proficiency is fixed at 100, I am invincible!

The sun gradually rose high.

On the No. 4 ring.

Fang Hong looked down at Wang An under his feet, and asked with a puzzled look:

"Brother Wang An, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

"Why don't you say it again?"

Originally, seeing Fang Hong actually stepping on Wang An, the first true disciple of Wanxing Peak, the master of the peak, and the eighth-level master of the realm, under his feet.

The surrounding disciples were all shocked.

But after hearing Fang Hong's words at this time, their spirits were even more shocked.

"Fuck, how dare he do that? Isn't this too pretentious?"

"Oh my god, he really doesn't give him any face at all. Isn't he afraid that Master Gao Feng will cause trouble for him?"

"What trouble? This is a fight. Who made him inferior to others?"

"Besides, what Wang An said just now was not pretentious. He gave face to Fang Hong?"

"What's more, who are you afraid of forgetting this master?"

"Although Elder Zhao has been in seclusion for many years, his status and strength are second only to Master Gao Feng."

"With the importance Elder Zhao attaches to Uncle Fang, how can he let Master Gao Feng cause trouble for his apprentice?"

"By the way, do you think that Wang An was a little Targeting Uncle Fang?"

"Logically, this shouldn't be the case. Aren't they all from Wanxing Peak?"

"Hehe, you don't know this, right? Those who joined earlier or have a closer relationship with the elders, who doesn't know that Elder Zhao was the first successor to the position of the Peak Master of Wanxing Peak?"

"It was only later that Elder Zhao had an accident and became depressed and secluded, so Master Gao became the Peak Master of Wanxing Peak. Otherwise, hehe..."

"Oh my god, there is such a thing behind this. No wonder they wanted to confront you from the beginning, and no wonder they didn't give each other face."

.......

The disciples under the stage started to discuss.

It involved the secret of the succession of the Peak Master of Wanxing Peak, which immediately aroused everyone's gossip.

They started to discuss it heatedly.

Looking at Wang An, who was stepped on by Fang Hong and forced to kneel on his knees, his eyes became more and more meaningful.

In his meaningful expression, there was also some sense of watching the fun and laughing at his overestimation of his own abilities.

He was so arrogant before.

In the end, he became ugly!

He must be laughed at by everyone.

At this time, Wang An, who was stepped on by Fang Hong on the stage, had a red face.

Hearing the discussions and ridicules of those people in the audience.

He seemed to be able to clearly feel that the eyes of these people seemed to have turned into substance, constantly scanning him.

This made him feel even more humiliated.

"Huhu~"

Wang An was panting, his face was red, and his eyes were full of bloodshot, full of angry flames.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Wang An roared madly in his heart.

The internal energy in his body, at this moment, boiled to the extreme.

Fang Hong's pupils shrank slightly.

The foot that pressed on Wang An's shoulder was instantly retracted.

The next moment.

Bang! !

The terrifying internal energy suddenly burst out.

Fang Hong dodged and retreated violently.

Sure enough, at the moment he retreated, a strong internal energy was slapped by Wang An's palm, and it blasted at the place where he just stood.

"Fang Hong!!"

Wang An's eyes were red, and he looked at Fang Hong as if he wanted to tear him into pieces on the spot.

Swish, swish, swish——

Wang An, who was extremely angry, did not despise or hold back at this time.

He completely burst out his terrifying strength as an eighth-level master of the realm.

One after another, strong internal energy bombarded the ring crazily and flew wantonly.

At this moment, Fang Hong, under the attack of so many internal energy, was like a small boat and a weak willow in the wind.

Everyone who saw this scene was nervous.

They were worried about Fang Hong.

After all, Fang Hong had only practiced internal energy, not internal energy. How could he resist such dense and strong internal energy attacks?

At this time, among all the people, at least among the disciples watching in the audience.

They undoubtedly leaned towards Fang Hong.

This was not because they had a good relationship with Fang Hong.

This was human nature.

Compared with normal circumstances, Wang An, the first true disciple of Wanxing Peak in the eighth level of the realm, strongly crushed Fang Hong to win.

Obviously, Fang Hong, who was in the realm of refining internal energy, crossed the realm and killed Wang An.

Such a scene is more exciting and makes everyone more excited.

Anyway, watching the excitement is not a big deal.

People are happy to create gods, but they are even more happy to destroy gods!

Seeing Fang Hong forcefully pull down the former high-ranking disciple Wang An.

They will have a greater sense of accomplishment of witnessing and satisfy the desire for destruction deep in their hearts.

So unconsciously, everyone was worried about Fang Hong at this time.

But soon, those who were stronger found that something was wrong.

Then soon, other people also found that something was wrong.

On the ring, facing the numerous internal energy attacks, Fang Hong was indeed constantly dodging and evading.

But his figure was not embarrassed at all, but seemed more and more free and easy.

Every time the internal energy was about to attack him, he would be magical and mysterious and just avoid it.

There is no unnecessary movement, and it looks extremely smooth.

Like a fallen immortal, flying freely and carefree, floating in the dust, untainted by dust.

"It's the Flying Immortal Step!"

"It's definitely the Flying Immortal Step that has been practiced to perfection."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to do it so easily!"

"Hiss, I remember that Uncle Fang has only been practicing for more than half a month, and he has already practiced the Flying Immortal Step to perfection?"

"Not only that, if I'm not mistaken, the method Uncle Fang used to disperse Wang An's internal energy just now should be the Seven Star Seal of Wanxing Peak!"

"I remember that this technique is very difficult to practice, but Uncle Fang is so proficient in it?"

"No wonder Elder Zhao, who has lived in seclusion for many years, suddenly came out of the mountain to accept disciples. It turns out that it's because Uncle Fang's talent is so terrifying!"

The disciples who saw Fang Hong's miraculous footwork recognized him and exclaimed again.

"Damn it!!"

Wang An on the stage became even more angry after hearing the exclamations from the audience.

His attacks immediately became more fierce and intensive.

At this time, Fang Hong, who was constantly dodging the internal energy attack, suddenly had his eyes brightened after Wang An became even more angry and attacked more crazily.

The next second, Fang Hong's feet deflected, and the whole person was like a flying fairy, passing through the layers of internal energy in an instant, floating in the air!

The fingers changed, and the seal method was pinched.

The right hand was the Tianxuan seal, and the left hand was the Tianji seal.

Both seals were pressed together!

The first and second intercostal spaces on the midline of the chest, the Xuanji point and the Zigong point vibrated at the same time.

The vibration of the two acupoints converted a large amount of qi and blood, and the two merged into one to condense a unique strength.

Push with both hands!

"The same trick, you still want it to work?!"

Seeing this scene, Wang An's eyes were red, his internal energy surged, and the meridian points on his arms seemed to have light emerging.

Then all gathered on the tightly clenched fist.

The light burst out, the day is shining like a star!

Sky Star Fist!

Boom! !

The fists intersected, making a loud noise.

Under the collision of strong power and internal energy, Fang Hong took a step back, and his two arms and the clothes on his chest exploded and shattered in an instant.

However, thanks to his strong defense, Fang Hong did not suffer any injuries.

When he just retreated, he groaned, and his blood and qi were a little disordered.

Wang An on the opposite side was different.

Although he had reached the eighth level of the physical realm, his physical strength was not as good as Fang Hong.

Even with the protection of internal energy, he still spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated seven or eight steps.

Then before he could stand firm, the familiar black shadow flashed before his eyes again.

Bang!

Another leg chopped down.

Even though Wang An subconsciously raised his hands to block Fang Hong's leg axe.

But the whole person couldn't control himself and sank down again.

His knees hit the ring heavily again.

Kneeling on both knees again!

Seeing this, Fang Hong's mouth curled slightly.

"As early as when I entered the sect, I heard of Brother Wang's title as the first true disciple of Wanxing Peak."

"When I knew I was going to compete with Brother Wang today, I was still looking forward to it for a long time."

"But now it seems, alas..."

"Is this all I can do as the first true disciple of Wanxing Peak?"

Fang Hong shook his head and sighed, looking down at Wang An, and said calmly with a calm face:

"Brother Wang, you really disappoint me..."

Hearing these explosive words and watching this explosive scene.

The disciples below the stage directly set off a roar.

Screams, excitement, whistles, cheers...

Countless voices sounded in an instant, cheering and shouting wildly.

Crazy, fanatical, worshipful, the whole scene was completely crazy at this moment.

Noisy to the extreme.

At this time, the situation on the high platform was completely opposite to those crazy disciples below.

Silence.

All the elders, including Zhong Wanyang, tried to keep a straight face and control their expressions, looking at Gao Ang and Zhao Tianchen cautiously.

Gao Ang's face was extremely gloomy, and the coldness in his eyes was like the eternal ice that would never melt.

As for Zhao Tianchen,

Haha, his eyes were so smiling that they became a string.

The corners of his mouth were almost stretched to the back of his ears!