The Art of the Great Sword

"Huang Wu is my father."

Huang Rutie laughed, "What my tribesmen didn't do back then, today... I will do it myself!"

"Scene change!"

The referee's voice came, and Fang Qingyang and Huang Rutie felt a burning sensation, as if they were in a sea of ​​fire, and sweat flowed down.

After the two of them went dark, they finally saw the surroundings clearly.

This is inside a volcano. The ground under their feet is only about a hundred meters wide. The surroundings are all hot magma, boiling and bubbling.

This is the most extreme and harsh environment!

"In the volcano, monsters will come out to attack you from time to time. The sky fire will descend every twenty breaths without distinction. The surrounding magma can be used. The most important rule is that you can... kill people!"

The referee's voice sounded from above, "You can shout the word 'surrender', and the game will be interrupted. If you die because you don't surrender in time, it is a normal phenomenon and you are not allowed to retaliate!"

All the audience looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help sighing.

The more extreme the environment, the more it tests the combat power and endurance of both sides.

How intense would it be to fight in such an exaggerated crater?

It's exciting just to think about it!

Zhang Baoxuan took a breath, "Fortunately I didn't replace Qing Yang in the top ten, otherwise I would have melted directly if I accidentally fell into the magma with my small body..."

"Look at your lack of ability!"

Meng Huan was speechless, "Then wait until the battle of the geniuses is over, and then take the opportunity to challenge the top ten geniuses."

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely be in the top ten!"

Zhang Baoxuan patted his chest, "Eleventh place is only one step away from the top ten. I will definitely let our East Court have the second genius in the top ten, so that you can grow up!"

"When you are used as a sandbag by others, don't reveal that you are from the East Court. It's already very proud of me."

Meng Huan sighed.

Zhang Baoxuan: "..."

"Boom!"

In the crater, a large amount of fire rain mixed with boulders fell from above.

It came very fast, not giving anyone any time to react.

"Are you tickling me?"

Huang Rutie laughed loudly. He stood there motionless, letting those flaming boulders the size of a human head hit him. With the sound of boulders breaking, he did not move at all, unscathed.

The rain of fire that lasted for twenty breaths obviously did not cause much damage to him.

On the other side, Fang Qingyang waved his magic sword and crushed all the rain of fire that came.

Huang Rutie saw it and sneered in his heart: I have heard that this kid has a strong physique, but now it seems that he is not as exaggerated as the rumors say, and he does not even have the courage to face the rain of fire.

This also made him more determined to crush the other party!

At the moment when the rain of fire ended, Huang Rutie roared and rushed over against the scorching wind. His black tower-like body was not bulky, and he stepped in front of Fang Qingyang in a few steps.

"Bang!"

A fist the size of a sandbag smashed forward. If it really hit, Fang Qingyang would be blown away instantly.

There was molten lava all around. If he fell into it, he would be seriously injured if not dead!

Everyone was worried for Fang Qingyang.

Huang Rutie was in the ninth level of Yuandan Realm and a genius with strong attainments in the physical body. Not only was he powerful, but his defense was also amazing.

It was difficult to break his defense.

And he was obviously able to ignore the rain of fire!

Fang Qingyang seemed unable to do this.

How to deal with it?

Facing this attack, Fang Qingyang was very calm. He also punched the opponent and collided with him. He did not retreat at all in the face of pressure.

With a muffled sound, Huang Rutie paused.

He was stunned. His punch was actually knocked back by the opponent?

"Iron Body Technique!"

Huang Rutie didn't care and urged his skills to send out both palms, one on the left and one on the right, slapping Fang Qingyang's forehead.

Fang Qingyang's mouth curled up a little. The previous response to the rain of fire was obviously a way for him to confuse the opponent. Sure enough, this brainless idiot took the bait.

Want to fight with me in close combat?

Do you really think that the War King Code that I practiced is vegetarian?

"Bang bang bang!"

Fang Qingyang approached Huang Rutie closely, as fast as lightning, and before the opponent's palms could close, he lowered his shoulder and crashed into the opponent's arms, and then he punched, palms, elbows and knees, as dense as a rainstorm.

Under this series of terrifying attacks, Huang Rutie's huge body was actually shaken!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He retreated uncontrollably, step by step.

Huang Rutie's face showed an incredible shock, as if he didn't understand how the opponent did it.

"What a strong close combat method!"

Many spectators exclaimed.

On the high platform, Murong Jiu smiled.

It seems that this kid has practiced the War King Code well!

It records so many of his battles. As long as he uses his heart to understand, he can definitely understand all of them, and his own understanding of fighting will reach an exaggerated level!

The most valuable thing is that as a great sword cultivator, he has not fallen behind in the physical fitness.

Fang Qingyang found that when his fists and feet hit Huang Rutie, although he would feel pain and retreat, he never broke through his defense.

It has been like this all the time, and he can't cause any substantial damage to him.

So Fang Qingyang changed his strategy, he used both fists and smashed them madly at the same point.

"Crackle!"

Accompanied by a fierce blow, the khaki defense on Huang Rutie's chest finally cracked.

He was shocked and realized that he could not continue to passively take the beating, but Fang Qingyang was too fast and far beyond his ability to catch.

"Tushankao!"

Huang Rutie roared, and the khaki light on his body became even brighter. Behind him, a phantom of a high mountain surged. Driven by the momentum, he relied on this terrifying force to slam forward fiercely.

Fang Qingyang dodged and avoided the collision.

Huang Rutie turned around instantly, and a khaki giant hammer appeared in his hand at some point, which was full of pressure. He raised it high and smashed it down fiercely.

After getting away, it was finally his time to show his ability.

Fang Qingyang sneered, his eyes fixed on the flaw in the opponent's chest defense.

When the opponent smashed, the flaw was revealed. Fang Qingyang held the sword, swung the sword, and put the sword away. The whole set of actions was completed very cleverly, like flowing clouds and water.

"One sword to kill the god."

Fang Qingyang said lightly.

He did not move, letting the opponent's hammer hit him uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the giant hammer and Fang Qingyang's head came into fierce contact.

"This ability is not enough."

Fang Qingyang stretched out his hand and slowly pushed away the giant hammer on his forehead.

A horrifying scene appeared. After being pushed away by Fang Qingyang, the giant hammer turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Huang Rutie was even more horrified, and stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his chest.

The sword wound was so deep that the bone could be seen!

Through the wound, it can be seen that the heart inside has been split into two!

"Puff!"

Huang Rutie fell headfirst and was silent.

After being broken through the defense by Fang Qingyang, he used a sword to kill the god and killed him instantly.

The whole audience was dead silent!