Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 79: The aggrieved Taoist Fang Zhang
The cultivator chosen by Lu Qingshan was called Taoist Fang Zhang.
His name is how he feels right now.
I'm really panicking!
Among the ten cultivators in Zhongtian Domain, his strength was ranked in the middle and lower levels. He was no match for Lu Qingshan. What was even more unfortunate was that he was a spiritual cultivator.
It is said that magic practitioners are afraid of sword practitioners, so how much better can spiritual practitioners be?
The flying sword, a means of attack with long range, fast speed and great power, has always been a great deterrent to Taoist practitioners.
Moreover, the sword cultivator on the opposite side is "Jian Jue".
But no matter how panicked he was, Fang Zhang would never be afraid of a fight. This was not a life-and-death fight, so why should he be afraid?
Besides, it's a good opportunity to see the methods of a top sword cultivator. Next time when I really meet a sword cultivator in a life-and-death battle, won't I have more experience to deal with him?
There are not many opportunities to fight with top sword masters, because once a sword master makes a move, he will rarely stop until the point is right, and it is often a matter of life and death.
With this calculation, I actually made a profit from this fight!
As he thought this, Taoist Fang Zhang actually created the wind as he walked.
He walked up to the Mountain and Sea Pillar with a heroic and confident manner, saluted to King Qingmei, and then looked at Lu Qingshan cautiously.
Although Lu Qingshan appeared very calm, Taoist Fang Zhang could still sense a hint of indifference in his eyes.
Seeing this, Taoist Fang Zhang was not angry at all, but instead felt a little happy in his heart.
Maybe this is my chance to win?
Since ancient times, few people who underestimated their enemies ended up with a good ending.
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In a flash of inspiration, the two were wrapped up by the mountain and sea pillars and entered a small world.
The seventeenth fight begins.
This time, the small world is the rainstorm world.
The characteristic of this world is the continuous heavy rain.
The pouring rain will affect the monks' vision and cover up many sounds.
When Taoist Fang Zhang entered the small world, he found himself in mid-air. The first thing he did was to use his escape technique to dive towards the ground.
Why?
As a spiritual practitioner, you are still flying in the sky foolishly when facing a sword practitioner. Isn't this just making yourself a target for others?
His second action was to retreat to the edge of the rainstorm world.
He was the weaker party in this battle, so naturally he should act like a weakling.
Take the initiative to find Lu Qingshan's location? Not possible.
The right thing to do is to quickly find a hidden place, and then set up many barriers in advance, and wait for Lu Qingshan to find you.
In the previous battle, Lu Qingshan’s strategy was very clear: seize the midpoint and then radiate to the surrounding areas.
Therefore, if he wanted to delay the time for Lu Qingshan to find him as much as possible, the best way was to take the initiative to retreat to the edge of the small world.
Of course, although the small world is large, that is only relative to the needs of fighting, and it is actually not that big.
The reason is simple.
If the area of the small world is too large, some cultivators will know that they are no match for the opponent and take advantage of the terrain to play hide-and-seek. Wouldn't the fight become a farce?
Such an obvious loophole in the rules is naturally impossible to exist.
Taoist Fang Zhang’s idea can be said to be one of the best choices that can be made under such a huge gap in strength.
Taoist Fang Zhang is very active. Once he makes up his mind, he will act quickly.
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In front of the screen wall, the monks watching the battle were stunned.
The monks on the Yellow List who participated in the competition were both amused and confused, because they could roughly guess what Taoist Fang Zhang was thinking.
As for Nanming Hou, he even had the urge to cover his face and not bear to watch any longer.
Because, Taoist Fang Zhang is very unlucky today.
He chose the direction of slipping away...
It was exactly the direction that Lu Qingshan was rushing towards the midpoint!
To the monks who were watching the battle and had a panoramic view of the whole situation with the help of the screen wall , the visual effect presented was that Taoist Fang Zhang and Lu Qingshan seemed to have reached a tacit understanding and were rushing towards each other.
Spiritual cultivation and sword cultivation are playing hedging?
What a brave spiritual practice, love love love.
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In the small world.
Lu Qingshan flew at a very fast speed towards the center of the rainstorm.
The difference between him and Taoist Fang Zhang was that he did not fly close to the ground, but flew in the air in a swaggering manner.
Being high up makes it easy to become a target, but while this has disadvantages it has advantages as well. The advantage of being high up is that you have a broad view.
For Lu Qingshan, who needs to actively look for opponents, this is a better choice.
After flying for less than ten breaths, Lu Qingshan suddenly caught a glimpse of a small black shadow on the ground in the distance. It was like a mouse, running towards him at a very fast speed.
What the hell?
Lu Qingshan had almost no time to think. It was a completely instinctive muscle reaction and the flying sword shot out.
The moment the dragon bird was released by Lu Qingshan, a scorching flame immediately shot up, evaporating the continuous rain into water vapor.
The resulting image is a flash of red light between heaven and earth, and behind the red light, an extremely long, tangible belt of air is pulled out, like the small tail of a comet.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Taoist Fang Zhang, who was still flying close to the ground and trying to get close to Lu Qingshan, only reacted half a breath after Lu Qingshan released his flying sword.
He wondered what the hissing sound he heard came from, so he looked up subconsciously.
That touch of fiery red, proudly standing in the rain, filled his eyes.
That was the sword light brought by a terrifying flying sword whose realm was infinitely close to that of a sword producing thunder and fire.
But in the eyes of Taoist Fang Zhang, it did not look like a flying sword, but more like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Just one breath, but it made Taoist Fang Zhang unable to let go for many years.
Witnessed by tens of thousands of cultivators, the Yellow List cultivator Fang Zhang Daoist disappeared without a trace outside the Rainstorm Realm before he could even see Lu Qingshan .
On the other side, Lu Qingshan, the person who sent out the flying sword, also hadn't reacted yet before he found that the small world darkened, and with a flash of light, he and Longque were already in front of the Mountain and Sea Pillar.
"In the seventeenth battle, the East Territory wins." The voice of the Green Eyebrow King came.
"Why did I lose?" Taoist Fang Zhang wondered.
"How did I win?" Lu Qingshan was at a loss.
In front of the Shanhai Pillar, the two parties looked at each other, with similar doubts flashing in their eyes.
A moment later, Lu Qingshan was the first to react, somewhat speechless, "The black shadow I just saw running on the ground, is it the person opposite?"
Taoist Fang Zhang also gradually realized that the red light he saw earlier must be Lu Qingshan's flying sword...
This is the shortest fight in the Dojo Competition so far.
The time between the two entering the small world and leaving it was no more than ten breaths.
What is even more ridiculous is that the two people fighting, after the winner was clearly decided, had not even seen each other's full appearance.
Lu Qingshan at least saw a dark shadow in the rainstorm, but Taoist Fang Zhang was completely in the dark and was defeated in a daze.
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The defeated Taoist Fang Zhang retreated dejectedly.
Lu Qingshan, who had only struck out once with the sword and had hardly consumed much spiritual energy, this time directly took out a mind-concentrating pill from his storage ring and began to silently recover his consciousness.
After seeing this scene , the cultivators from the five regions who were originally laughing, looked at Taoist Fang Zhang with something suddenly wrong.
I was counting on you to wear down Lu Qingshan a little bit, but you turned out to be so disappointing. Not only did you fail to consume his spiritual energy, you also gave him two hours to recover for nothing?
Even the cultivators from the Zhongtian Realm looked at Taoist Fang Zhang with resentment.
At this point, no matter how determined Taoist Fang Zhang was, he could not avoid feeling aggrieved by the complaining looks of the monks in his same camp.
I'm so unlucky, and you still blame me?
Do you think I want to?
Is it a human?
