The First Saint of Alchemy

"Tang Yan, come on." Lin Dongxue waved her fist!

"I will do my best for the bet." Tang Yan blinked.

Seeing Tang Yan's naughty smile, Lin Dongxue didn't know what Tang Yan was thinking? He spat lightly and ignored Tang Yan.

Stepping onto the ring and looking at Fang Xuan standing opposite, Tang Yan cupped his hands and said, "Yuncheng Tang Yan, please give me some advice."

"Fang Xuan." Fang Xuan also bowed in return.

"The duel begins!" the red-robed old man ordered.

"I have to say, you are really lucky. Two women in a row gave up the game for you." Fang Xuan's tone was gentle, but there was a hidden meaning in his words.

Tang Yan naturally heard Fang Xuan sarcastically saying that he relied on women to get to this point. Tang Yan smiled slightly and replied: "Compared with Mr. Fang's luck in drawing lots, my luck is still a bit worse."

A sharp look flashed in Fang Xuan's eyes: "Yes, my luck is indeed better than yours, because your good luck is coming to an end!"

After saying that, Fang Xuan's aura surged, and the aura of the fourth-level Xuanjie burst out instantly. He stepped on his feet, and his figure was like a gust of wind, rushing towards Tang Yan with great momentum.

"So strong!" Everyone exclaimed when they felt the aura of the fourth-grade peak.

Tang Yan's eyes narrowed and he looked at Fang Xuan fearfully. This person rushed over first, but he was not in a hurry to attack, so that he could not judge the direction of his attack.

After he rushes to his side, and then takes action against him, he is forced to resist. And there is a gap between my own strength and him. Once I fall into a disadvantage, it will be difficult to stand up.

This guy is thoughtful, has rich combat experience, and dares to hide his moves. Obviously, he will be able to make moves soon.

Tang Yan made a quick judgment in his mind and his eyes became sharper. No matter how good your calculations are, I bet your speed is not as fast as mine!

Staring closely at Fang Xuan who was rushing over, when he saw Fang Xuan raise his left shoulder, a sneer appeared on the corner of Tang Yan's mouth, showing his flaw!

The whirlpool dantian rotates rapidly, and the true energy in the body continuously gathers towards the right fist. The phantom step quickly unfolds, and a punch is blasted into the void in front.

Fang Xuan's pupils shrank, and the trajectory of Tang Yan's punch suddenly blocked his intended attack route.

Is this guy blind or can he tell?

"Bang!"

A dull air explosion sounded.

When everyone found out that Tang Yan had resisted Fang Xuan's attack without incident, everyone's eyes widened.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The fighting heart started to work. With only the strength of the third level of Xuanjie, Tang Yan was evenly matched with Fang Xuan.

"Sure enough!" Fang Xuan was particularly surprised by Tang Yan's strength, but he didn't think that Tang Yan really had the strength to compete with him.

"Qingshan Fist!" Fang Xuan shouted softly, and blasted Tang Yan with a mid-level Yuan level martial arts skill.

Tang Yan suddenly thought, this guy wouldn't adopt Wan Fei's battle strategy, first quickly release low-level martial arts, accumulate early advantages, force himself into a panic, and then directly use a large number of moves to defeat him, right?

Tang Yan's worries were quickly confirmed.

After a few moves, Fang Xuan used a Yuan-level high-grade martial skill.

Tang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, he took a breath of energy, turned around and punched with an elbow, which was enough to withstand Fang Xuan's attack.

Although everyone in the audience was surprised that Tang Yan's fighting power was not weak, but seeing that Tang Yan could only resist, no one had any hope that he would win.

After another confrontation with Tang Yan, Fang Xuan had accumulated a lot of advantages. He shouted softly, and a crimson light suddenly flashed on his fist: "Fire Fist!"

The red wind surrounded Fang Xuan's right fist, and a heat wave emanated from above, hitting Tang Yan fiercely.

"That's it!" A proud smile appeared on Fang Xuan's lips. As his martial arts skills continued to improve, it became increasingly difficult for Tang Yan to cope.

The opponent had just caught one of his martial arts strikes, and his Dantian was probably shaking unstable. How could he catch his stronger blow?

The experience I learned from Wan Fei is really useful!

Tang Yan sneered in his heart, is this the end?

Thump thump thump!

Phantom Step took Tang Yan back four steps instantly, and then stepped forward.

Bang!

The fifth punch of Qianshan Fist was quickly formed, packed with terrifying power, and rushed towards Fang Xuan's fist.

Just when their fists were about to collide, the trajectory of Tang Yan's punch suddenly changed like a ghost and hit Fang Xuan on the back of his hand.

This is the weakest point of Fang Xuan's Lieyan Fist!

"Bang!"

The strong wind dissipated, Tang Yan's condition remained as usual, and Fang Xuan did not take any advantage!

Fang Xuan was quite surprised, and his originally somewhat contemptuous attitude gradually became serious.

"Your fighting ability is indeed good. Your basic attack and martial arts skills are seamlessly connected, and you are good at catching the opponent's weaknesses. With these advantages, you can completely make up for your lack of strength, and even defeat the strong with the weak.

But in the face of absolute power, all skills are in vain! "

Fang Xuan said calmly, and his aura changed again: "If you can force me to use my true power, even if you lose, I will recognize you as a respectable opponent."

"Fifth level of Xuan level!"

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes and were extremely shocked. Fang Xuan is in his early twenties this year and has already entered the fifth level. Such talent will be enough to enter the heaven level in the future.

This time, Tang Yan will definitely lose!

Feeling the tremendous pressure, Tang Yan sighed softly. Although he had long predicted that there would be a fifth-grade Xuan level master in the competition, but when he actually met him, he still felt like Alexander!

"It's really over." Fang Xuan made seals with his hands, and the airflow around him gathered in front of him. These airflows were constantly compressed and compressed again, and finally formed an extremely terrifying force in the palm of his hand.

With a deep shout, Fang Xuan launched an unstoppable palm!

There was a gap of two grades, and the opponent's combat experience was not weak, so Tang Yan did not dare to be careless.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" Six times of rapid rotation, the sixth punch of Qianshan Fist was condensed.

Tang Yan knew that even if Qianshan Fist had been honed to perfection under the waterfall, there was still some gap in front of Fang Xuan who used Xuan-level martial arts at this moment.

Whether in martial arts or strength, he had no advantage.

It was over... Everyone's hanging heart was finally ready to fall.

"Fang Xuan has a good talent, and he is very strategic in combat. It's hard to find an opponent in the same level." Mo Bin smiled and praised: "He is so young, and his strength is already Xuan-level 5. His future achievements are limitless."

Hearing Mo Lao's praise, Fang Wentian was overjoyed. His son's entry into Qinglong Academy was almost certain.

"There are always people better than you. I still have a lot to learn." Fang Wentian said modestly.

...

Facing such a powerful opponent like Fang Xuan, it would be difficult to equalize once you fall into a disadvantage.

Tang Yan did not hesitate too much, and a bone-white flame suddenly jumped in front of his fist.

A huge mental attack rushed towards Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan was caught off guard, and he felt his head go empty, the supply of true energy in his body was scattered, and his momentum was instantly reduced.

"Bang!"

"Dengdeng!" The violent airflow generated by the collision of martial arts pushed the two back two steps at the same time.

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