Dressed as cannon fodder and robbed the protagonist's harem [Transmigration Book]

Xu Li's hands stretched to both sides, the flame ball between his hands was getting bigger and bigger, burning more and more intensely, even standing at the other end Fang Wenyi felt the scorching heat, the next second Xu Li raised the fire ball, smiling all over his face Arrogant: "Let me give you a ride! Burning fire!"

The flame was thrown into the air and became bigger and bigger, hitting Fang Wenyi straight, and finally engulfed him whole.

"No way, is this the end?"

"How stupid! Why don't you run away?"

"Hey, he doesn't seem to practice any spells, so it's useless to escape."

"It's such a pity. If you don't die like this, you will be seriously injured. If you lose your dantian, you may have no way to survive."

Qian Hongxiao frowned and looked at the field, Fu stretched his brows and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking, and looked very satisfied.

"Young City Master." Longyi looked at Langgu with a worried face. Langgu exchanged a glance with her and then looked at Zhuang Chunzhen in the distance, but saw that Zhuang Chunzhen was staring at the field but his expression was calm, and the tension in his heart relaxed.

Looking at the burning flames in the field, Zhang Sicheng lowered his head with excitement on his face, and his breathing became rapid due to excitement. He suppressed himself hard, his shoulders kept shrugging, and it seemed to others that he was crying.

Lang Che reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, Zhang Sicheng looked at him, the two exchanged a tacit look, and continued to watch the situation on the field.

Several gentlemen standing together shook their heads and sighed softly, but only Mr. Liao was still stroking his beard leisurely.

The blazing flame in the field suddenly trembled violently, as if being blown by the wind or being restrained as a whole. The flame changed from shaking to distorted. It was different from the previous flickering appearance. The flame seemed to be frozen and trembled as a whole. .

Finally, after the flame twisted a few times, it was suddenly cut into countless fragments to reveal the situation in the flame. The chaotic airflow centered on Fang Wenyi blew his long hair and clothes up and down, making a sound of hunting, and it was seen from a distance. It seems to be going away with the wind.

Zhuang Shuzhen, who had been watching calmly, had a heartbeat, and stepped forward, staring at Fang Wenyi, who was astonishing in the field, clenched his fists involuntarily, with a dignified expression, as if he was about to rush up to the martial arts arena to grab him in his hands. arms.

The flames cut by the sword qi shattered into countless pieces, impacting in all directions, and extinguished instantly when they hit the barrier. The gentleman who was about to enter the field also took back his steps, and looked at Fang who was standing there listening to the wind with admiration. literature and art.

Xu Li stared at Fang Wenyi, whose clothes were messy but unscathed: "Impossible! How can you be fine! It is impossible to completely resist my spell with your cultivation base, let alone break through it. it!"

"You are right, but have you forgotten what I have in my hand?"

Fang Wenyi flicked the long sword in Fang Wenyi's hand, and a sword energy rushed towards Xu Li. Xu Li quickly stepped back and shouted: "Wind Blade!"

With Xu Li at the center, a strong wind blows towards Fang Wenyi's sword energy.

Dangdang!

Several times in a row, several wind blades hit the sword qi, and finally the shaman was accompanied by the sword qi.

Dangdang!

Fang Wenyi's long sword lay across his chest to block the missed wind blade.

"Wind Blade!"

Seeing the effect, Xu Li did not hesitate to launch the spell again, and rushed towards Fang Wenyi three times in a row with the wind blade technique. The wind blade, this time there was only one sound, and the attack of the wind blade disappeared in the air.

Immediately after a loud noise, his sword energy scraped the competition stage and dashed away, and finally struck the barrier of the competition stage, causing a loud noise. Xu Li stayed there motionless, just whistling past his ear The power of the sword qi made him fearful, and he didn't even dare to imagine what would happen if the sword qi struck him.

"You." Xu Li's face twisted: "You dare to tease me!"

"You can't be seriously injured on the competition stage, senior, have you forgotten?" Fang Wenyi put the long sword behind his back: "Senior, let's admit defeat, your spells can't help me."

"Bah! Thinking you can defeat me with a few tricks of swordsmanship, dreaming! Qingyan Pot!"

Following Xu Li's sharp drink, a small blue-gray pot appeared out of thin air in front of him, with several clusters of flames engraved on the body of the pot.

"Senior Xu has used the magic weapon!"

"It seems that Zhang Siqi's moves just now were not as calm as they seemed, and Xu Li was actually forced to use a magic weapon!"

"Unexpectedly, at the seventh level of cultivation, he can fuse sword and spiritual power so well... Could it be that he is a swordsmanship genius?"

"Just the fusion of sword moves and spiritual power can be so powerful. If you have a powerful heart formula, wouldn't it be..."

"Look, Xu Li has opened the Qingyan Pot."

"It's really Qingyan flames. As expected of the Xu family, I didn't expect that even Xu Li had flames!"

"It seems that Xu Li is really cornered!"

As soon as the small blue-gray pot in Xu Li's hand was opened, a wave of heat rushed out like an escaped beast with raging rage. Fang Wenyi did not retreat, and the sharp sword in his hand cast a cold light, which almost condensed There was a cold mirror.

The flames rushing out of the pot are blue and purple, not like ordinary flames. Even though there is an enchantment to isolate them, the low-level students in the auditorium can still feel the power of the flames, as if they were burned all over their bodies. Usually want to escape.

Zhuang Shuzhen squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the field. He didn't expect Xu Li to come up with a special kind of flame. He looked at Fang Wenyi and saw that there was no fear or panic on the other side's face, and the tension in his heart relaxed accordingly.

Fang Wenyi faced the oncoming flames directly, and the sword energy in front of him was condensed. The mirror-like surface expanded rapidly the moment the flames rushed out of the small pot, forming a whole wall of light, the height of which almost reached the barrier above the head, while the cyan The flame was only one and a half tall, like a cluster of flames in front of the wall formed by the sword energy.

"go with!"

Following Fang Wenyi's order, the entire wall of light flashed and changed direction, suddenly turning into countless sharp swords, shooting straight towards the blue flame.

Thousands of swords piercing the heart!

There was no flame in Xu Li's eyes. His eyes were filled with countless sharp swords. A cry of panic jumped out of his mouth, and he turned and ran to the outside of the field.

Not only did he feel fear, but many people outside the arena also tightly clutched their hearts, as if it wasn't the green flame that was poked into ashes, but their hearts.

That kind of toughness that was completely suppressed, that kind of incomparably powerful force shocked everyone present.

One after another, sharp swords flew past Xu Li's ears, pierced into the ground of the martial arts platform, and kicked up patches of dust.

"Don't! Don't kill me! Help!"

Xu Li fell from the competition stage, covered his head and yelled loudly. He didn't raise his head with lingering fear until the gentleman who was staying in the field stepped forward to help him up. What he saw was Fang Wenyi standing on the competition stage and looking down at him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I don't know whether it was frightened or angry, Xu Li yelled out a mouthful of blood and passed out directly.

Both inside and outside the stadium became quiet, and it took a long time before the applause broke out, and the unbelievable voices followed one after another.

"What did I see? Is he really at the seventh level?"

"I don't believe it! I can't believe it, how could a seventh-level cultivation base use such a sword move!"

"Tell me it's an illusion! It's not just swordplay!"

Mr. Liao looked at Fang Wenyi who was going to the sidelines and laughed loudly: "Okay! Fight to fame! There hasn't been such an exciting event in Qianyang Continent for a long time!"

Mr. Liao turned around and left the arena. The other gentlemen looked at each other, some were excited and some were annoyed, but they followed Mr. Liao and left the arena no matter what.

The students onlookers yelled, some powerful students behind them are ready to move, even if they can't win them into their camp, it's better than having another strong opponent in the future, and soon this new student can also go out to practice, if he can fight with him To build a good relationship, just relying on his blinding trick on the stage just now, forming a team with him is also beneficial and harmless.

Fang Wenyi stepped down from the competition stage and nodded to the people who came to deal with it. He walked back to Zhuang Shuzhen who was waiting outside the arena, grinned and gave him a big smile: "Brother, you won't lose if you say so."

Zhuang Chunzhen also laughed, with a rare touch of excitement in his rare tone: "I knew you would win, but I didn't expect it to be so exciting."

Fang Wenyi was helpless and his eyes sparkled with a smile. No matter how loud the surrounding noises were, he seemed to be the only one in his eyes. After receiving his compliment, he smiled smugly: "Really?"

"Ah."

"Ski, are you alright?"

Fang Wenyi wanted to say something but was interrupted by a sudden interjection, and he turned his head to see Zhang Sicheng and his group walking over.

Zhang Sicheng's smiling face was full of concern and worry, grinning a face that was about to freeze, but his heart was full of resentment and he vomited blood. He really didn't understand why this little brother in name suddenly became enlightened and sang loudly all the way to breakthrough cultivation Because, it's okay to break through the cultivation base, he thinks that he can surpass it with a little effort, but he never expected that his performance today is so brilliant and outstanding.

Vomiting so much that he wanted to vomit blood, he wanted to go straight away, but seeing Qian Hongxiao walking towards Fang Wenyi from a distance, he could only endure the anger surging in his heart and ran over to put on a show, seeing Fang Wenyi's weakness He resisted the urge to go up and make a repair.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell Fang Wenyi's situation at a glance, he has exhausted all his spiritual power, and if it is not for Zhuang Chunzhen's support, he may fall down at any time.

"Ski, are you okay?"

Fang Wenyi naturally ignored Zhang Sicheng, and Zhang Sicheng turned his head to look at Qian Hongxiao earlier than him.

"I have seen Your Highness."

People around saluted one after another, Qian Hongxiao waved his hands and looked at Fang Wenyi nervously: "How do you feel, is there any injury?"

He said that he wanted to reach out to support Fang Wenyi, Fang Wenyi stepped back and leaned on Zhuang Chunzhen with a smile and said, "It's just a little bit out of strength, thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Zhuang Chunzhen supported his shoulders with both hands, and unceremoniously protected him in his arms. Qian Hongxiao was displeased but he didn't feel embarrassed: "It's fine, it was really dangerous just now, but your sword moves are really amazing , was too unexpected.”

"Your Highness has won the prize."