I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"The second battle, start!"

In the Spirit Sword Gate, the man in charge shouted when he saw that the two had already taken their seats.

As soon as the man's voice fell, Fang Lin's eyes became fierce like knives in an instant.

He rushed to the opposite side at high speed, raised the dark iron spear, pointed the spear point at Chen Lie, and then shook the spear in his hand, leaving several spear shadows in the air, aiming at several vital parts of Chen Lie's body.

And Chen Lie's reaction was also extremely fast. As soon as he saw Fang Lin rushing towards him with a spear in hand, he used the Yanyang Art without hesitation.

Immediately, the blazing true essence circulated in the body, and a gust of hot air rose up, making people feel as if they were in the scorching sun.

Under Chen Lie's feet, the earth was cracked due to drying up.

"Big Flame Palm!"

Chen Lie shouted loudly, urging 10% of the artistic conception of fire to integrate into the martial arts, and the fire suddenly increased by three points, increasing its power even more.

Although Fang Lin made some cynicism before the start, but Chen Lie is experienced, how could he make the mistake of underestimating the enemy?

I did this deliberately before, but it was just to disturb the other party's state of mind.

In the void, a palm composed of several meters of flames condensed into shape, and then rushed towards the opposite side.

Seeing this scene, Fang Lin shook his wrist and stabbed five times quickly. With the help of the wind, Fang Lin was extremely fast.

Each shot was stabbed at the same place, and when the last shot was made, Fang Lin gave a strong shock, and the Flaming Palm was split into two, and Fang Lin rushed out from one of them.

One percent of the artistic conception of the wind.

The two initially fought against each other, revealing the power of artistic conception they had comprehended.

...

And when Fang Lin broke the Great Flame Palm and looked forward, Chen Lie had already distanced himself seasonedly.

Facing the enemy he was thinking about day and night, Fang Lin stabilized his mind, and with a flash of figure, he raised his gun and rushed over again.

Hand-to-hand combat is what he is best at, and he must pull in the distance to exert his greatest strength.

If the opponent is consumed from a distance, it will undoubtedly fall into a disadvantage.

The artistic conception of wind was displayed, and there was a breeze surrounding Fang Lin's body, making him feel like he was traveling in the wind, and it seemed that the wind was pushing him forward, and his speed suddenly increased to a higher level.

The gun pierced the sky, and he jumped out.

"It's tricky."

Chen Lie thought to himself, under the blessing of the artistic conception of wind, Fang Lin's speed is undoubtedly faster than him!

But for warriors in the same realm, fast means taking the initiative and taking the lead.

Chen Lie didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and went all out, using the Great Yanzong Zhenzong martial arts, and the Yanwang Four Styles to the limit, to deal with Fang Lin's more violent attack.

Compared with Zheng Jian and Commander Chen, they did not lose at all in this battle.

And because of the myth of Fang Lin's cultivation when he was young, everyone looked forward to this battle even more.

Tianjiao, who has been silent because of a temporary defeat, will inevitably make people curious.

Now, how much of the demeanor of that year is still there, or has it disappeared from everyone?

The two fought, from the sky to the ground, and then went straight to the sky.

As the two went back and forth, the shadows of the guns gradually became denser, and suffocating fluctuations came out. Fang Lin gradually gained the upper hand and grasped the situation.

Looking at the two figures in the field who are constantly fighting. Many people in Dayanzong and Wangdu had serious and nervous expressions on their faces.

The Great Yanzong was more anxious because he lost a city first.

As for Wangdu, they were more concerned about Fang Lin's state.

"Zhang Gongfeng, look, Fang Lin can win the battle between the two?"

On the side, Zheng Jian, who had received emergency treatment from the pharmacist, looked at the two people in the field and asked.

"Win or lose has its own determinants. It's too early to make a conclusion at this time. Brother Zheng just keep watching." Zhang Yi replied with a stick.

But in the bottom of his heart, he already had some answers.

The two people in front of them, up to now, have been hiding something, and they are all preparing for the backhand.

The key to this competition is to see who has the bigger hole card.

At this time, the situation in the field suddenly changed.

"Wind Shadow Gun!"

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom!"

In mid-air, Fang Lin let go of the dark iron spear with his right hand, causing it to float in front of him.

Then he opened his hands violently to the sides.

And following Fang Lin's movements, the dark iron spear trembled for a while, and then split into two, two into four, four into eight...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of dark gold spears appeared in the void, and the tip of the spears flashed with a cold light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

"go!"

Following Fang Lin's loud shout.

Hundreds of identical dark gold spears shot out violently, enveloping Chen Lie amidst the ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air!

"Bang bang bang!"

Hundreds of spears poured down, like a vast torrent, unstoppable.

The ground where Chen Lie was originally standing was riddled with holes in the ground-like attack.

Thick smoke and dust rose up, isolating all prying eyes.

The battlefield fell silent for a while.

...

The crowd of onlookers suddenly became commotion.

"My God, this move is so cool!"

Some people stared at Fang Lin in mid-air with admiration.

"This battle, I'm afraid the capital will be won again. In this way, the capital will win twice."

"Yeah, I thought the capital would be unable to fight again this time without Zheng Yuan, but I didn't expect to win two rounds in a row."

"Even the third heavy rain pear blossom of the Wind Shadow Spear has been used. It's really powerful." Someone exclaimed.

"It is rumored that the Wind Shadow Spear has three realms, the first stage can transform several shadows, the second stage can transform dozens of shadows, and the third stage can split hundreds of shadows.

"Unexpectedly, Fang Lin was able to cultivate the Fengying Spear to the highest level in the early stage of the realm. He is indeed the holder of the record for the shortest time to break through to the realm in the Beiling Kingdom."

"Hehe, what's the use of practicing martial arts no matter how advanced it is? All of this depends on the realm after all. After all, Fang Lin's realm is too low, so he can only do his best in the early stages of the realm."

Some people are amazed, and some people don't think so.

"Hmph! Xiaowen, why are you so sour? He is still a martial artist of the realm, how about you? Now you are only at the Great Perfection of the Yellow Realm. After 22 years of cultivation, you have only reached this level. What a shame!"

On the side, a female disciple retorted.

"you!"

The man named Xiaowen's face was livid, he wanted to get angry but he couldn't beat her, so he could only toss his robes in the end, and said disheartenedly, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman."

...

While laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway.

"This is the artistic conception of shadow."

Zhao Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing through Fang Lin's offensive.

"Integrate the artistic conception of shadow into the martial arts of Fengying Spear, and make it differentiate into hundreds of spear shadows."

"I actually comprehended two kinds of artistic conceptions, but I'm not standing still."

"Unfortunately." Zhao Wushuang shook his head and said nothing more.

...

In the void, Fang Lin's eyes were fixed on the rising dust from the ground, and his brows were frowned.

A faint feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

"call out!"

In that cloud of dust, suddenly! A gun burst out, at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye!

You must know that the people watching the battle are all warriors, and this long spear is so fast that ordinary warriors can't see clearly, its speed is evident.

The dark iron spear almost came out of the dust, and it was in front of Fang Lin the next moment.

"not good."

Fang Lin was taken aback, and quickly backed away, while his hands were wrapped in blue true essence and stretched forward, forming a blue barrier to block the tip of the spear.

Fang Lin retreated hundreds of meters in a row before finally letting go of the momentum and stopping his figure again.

Everyone around was startled. The battle that had been thought to be settled suddenly turned around again. Fang Lin was forced back hundreds of meters by a dark iron spear that was returned the same way.

"Peng!"

In that dusty land, suddenly there was a more powerful wave sweeping towards the surroundings, and a gust of wind was generated immediately, sweeping away all the dust.

I could only see someone standing in the center of it.

This person was breathing heavily, and his face was distorted by the pain.

On his body, white high-temperature steam continuously rises from the skin on the surface of his body.

There seemed to be a high-temperature furnace in his body, constantly burning, providing him with a steady stream of energy, and under his skin, flickering fire could be faintly seen.

In such a state, his skin was cracked because he couldn't bear such violent power.

There was a trace of blood seeping out from the crack, but it was evaporated by the high temperature of the body and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a black mark on the spot.

And under his feet, the ground had already sunk due to the high temperature, and there were deep holes all around, which were caused by the dark iron spear.

"The second form of King Yan, the core of King Yan!"

"The peak of the early stage of the realm!"

Feeling the violent power erupting from Chen Lie's body and the undisguised fluctuation of true energy, Zheng Jian clenched his fists tightly, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and subconsciously murmured.

In Beiling Kingdom, the four styles of King Yan are famous all over the world, and they are the established martial arts of Great Yanzong.

They are the first form of Yanwang Fist, the second form of Yanwang Core, the third form of Yanwang Spirit Armor, and the last form of Yanwang Arrival.

"How is it possible? If you want to practice the four moves of Yan Wang successfully, unless you are very talented, you need to have a huge power of fire to practice."

"And Chen Lie is just an ordinary person, how could the Great Yanzong invest so much resources in him?"

Zheng Jian said in shock.

On the other side, Zhang Yi's face was calm, without the slightest surprise, but his focus was on another matter.

In the state of insightful eyes, Zhang Yi looked at Chen Lie thoughtfully.

At the peak of the early stage of the realm, the total amount of true energy has increased by about 30% compared with the initial stage of the realm, and the purity has also increased slightly, which is about 50% stronger than that of the early stage of the realm. Zhang Yi compared it in his heart.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This competition is getting more and more interesting, isn't it?

Zhang Yi looked up at Zhao Wushuang who was opposite, and his hands were itchy.

I don't know how much strength this great elder of the Great Yanzong can make him use?

In the distance, Fang Lin looked at the aura emanating from Chen Lie, and his face was a little gloomy.

"I didn't expect it, I have reached such a point!"

Chen Lie looked at Fang Lin with a gloomy face, and grinned. When his figure moved, he flew into the air, facing Fang Lin.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you."

he went on.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Lin asked with a frown.

"It was precisely because I defeated you that I was able to gain a lot of benefits, and in this way, I was able to get one step closer in the early stage of the realm."

"Although there is no hope in this life in the middle stage of the situation, it is enough for me."

"After all, my aptitude is mediocre. Being able to break through to the realm is already a blessing from the heavens, and it is an unexpected surprise to be able to make further progress in the early stage."

Chen Lie said.

...

Back then, Fang Lin was extremely dazzling, and his rising momentum was unstoppable, although no one said anything publicly.

But in the dark, there are many people who want to discourage it and abolish it.

After all, no one wants someone to climb onto their heads. Since their cultivation cannot improve, the only way to prevent future generations from catching up with them is to stop them.

So, secretly, the amount of reward for Fang Lin appeared, and there were a lot of resources in it. Obviously, many parties had invested resources in it.

And in that battle back then, no one expected such an excellent result.

In the first battle, Fang Lin was directly beaten out of his inner demons, and he was completely crippled. From then on, he could not improve his cultivation. Naturally, Chen Lie who made the move gained a lot of benefits.

Even in order to prevent Fang Lin from overcoming his inner demons, Chen Lie kept avoiding him on purpose. With this deliberate delay, fifty years have passed!

At this time, Fang Lin has completely lost his youthful character, and there is no possibility of rising again.

...

After listening to Chen Lie's words, Fang Lin tightly held the dark iron spear in his hand. The trembling body of the gun told that Fang Lin's heart was not at peace.

A gleam flashed in Chen Lie's eyes.

It's now!

Chen Lie may have mediocre talent and is hopelessly in the middle stage of his life, but his experience is indeed seasoned.

When Fang Lin's mind was shaken, he immediately launched an attack. It has to be said that Chen Lie was very keen in grasping the timing of the battle.

Chen Lie, who was exuding steam all over his body, acted like a high-temperature furnace. His true essence was mixed with the extremely hot power of the King of Fire, and any blow would have a burning effect.

Fang Lin, who had lost the opportunity, fell into a disadvantage immediately, and could only continue to use various marksmanship to meet Chen Lie's attacks.

With the support of King Yan's core, coupled with Chen Lie's cultivation base, Fang Lin was even better.

The situation in the arena gradually tilted towards the Great Yanzong side.

The sky was full of flames, and the scorching breath covered the audience. Fang Lin was gradually driven to a desperate situation!

"Almost over."

Looking at the situation in the field, Zhang Yi suddenly said.

Chen Lieqi, who had cast Yanwang's core, couldn't bear such violent power for a long time.

Therefore, for the next period of time, Chen Lie will definitely attack with all his strength, and end this battle before his body reaches its limit.

And the fact is true, under Chen Lie's pressing step by step, Fang Lin is in danger, and he is only a hair away from being defeated.

After thinking about it, it is better to put this chapter together to maintain the continuity of the battle.