Kong Xing smiled coldly and took a few steps forward. He stretched his body and grabbed Fan Sizhe's head with his right hand. This grab stretched straight from his wrist to his fingers and was extremely fierce.
"It's Dragon Claw Hand! Don't be careless!" Yang Xiao shouted sternly.”
Fan Sizhe wanted to show his power, but he didn't dodge. Instead, he used his strength to meet the force head-on. His palm was like a dragon with regrets. It tore through the air and confronted the emptiness head-on.
With a bang, Fan Sizhe and Kong Xing retreated at the same time. Kong Xing's expression turned solemn."Which sect are you from, Emei or Wudang?”
It turned out that Kong Xing was too familiar with the Nine Yang Genuine Qi contained in Fan Sizhe's palm. The Shaolin Nine Yang Skill of Shaolin Sect came from the Nine Yang Sutra that Fan Sizhe practiced. Kong Xing knew that since the other party was not from Shaolin, he was naturally from Wudang or Emei Sect. However, the other party was a man, so Kong Xing suspected that the young man was from Wudang.
Priestess Annihilation immediately said,"He is not a disciple of our Emei Sect."
Song Yuanqiao also shook his head.
Fan Sizhe's mouth twitched slightly. He raised his right hand, which had just been grabbed by the other party. A red mark appeared on the back of his hand, and it was burning in pain.
"I've already said that I'm the Sect Leader of Nine Yang Sect, and I don't belong to any sect. Master Kong Xing, please don't show mercy just because my internal energy is similar to Shaolin's Nine Yang Skill!”
Kong Xing agreed and attacked again.
This move was even faster and fiercer. Fan Sizhe couldn't think of a way to block it, so he could only use Gale Stealth to dodge.
Kong was not going to let him off easily. He immediately released the third, fourth, and fifth claw. In an instant, a gray-robed monk seemed to have turned into a gray dragon. The dragon shadow flew into the air and its claws danced rapidly, completely suppressing Fan Sizhe.
In the middle of the fight, Fan Sizhe was sent flying. Kong Xing had already grabbed his right sleeve, and his right arm was exposed. There were five long bloodstains on his right arm. The Shaolin monks cheered, but there was a girl's exclamation.
Fan Sizhe looked at the source of the exclamation and saw Anne's frightened expression. He opened his mouth and shouted,"Young Master Fan, you…you have to be careful.”
Fan Sizhe smiled at her, as if he didn't care at all.
Kong Xing's expression became even more solemn. Although he had succeeded, he knew that Fanszhe's strength was truly a combination of internal and external cultivation. It was the first time he had seen such a thing in his life.
That grab actually failed to cripple the other party's right arm, but only scratched a little bit of oily skin!
"Master Kong Xing, I'm sorry, it's my turn to fight back! You have to be careful!"
Fan Sizhe suddenly moved forward at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Kong Xing. Fan Sizhe attacked so fast that Kong Xing couldn't see the trajectory of his opponent's punch clearly. He was instantly confused!
Everyone was watching this scene. No one could clearly see the terrifying speed of Fanszhe. They only felt that Fanszhe's attack was as fast as lightning, so fast that only afterimages could be seen!
Forbidden One Thousand Two Hundred and Ten Forms, Eight Childish Girls!
As one of the King of Fighters, Iori Yagami's ultimate skill was used in reality. Even Fanszhe himself felt a strange feeling, let alone the people here.
He couldn't block it! Kong Xing couldn't block it!
In an instant, Fan Sizhe made his final grab. The Sui Pestle burst out, and Kong Xing was unable to resist. Fan Sizhe lifted Kong Xing off the ground. At this moment, Fan Sizhe felt the Nine Suns Genuine Qi in his Dantian Qi Sea suddenly rush out and pour into his hands. Then, blue flames burst out from his palm and spread over. Kong Xing flew out.
The entire place was silent.
Kong Xing fell to the ground and instantly jumped up. His face was flushed red, and his body looked even more pathetic. His gray monk robe was torn and tattered, and his old body, which had revealed his eight-pack abdominal muscles from practicing martial arts, was covered in blood. It was a terrifying sight.
With Kong Xing's status in the Shaolin Temple and the martial arts world, he was beaten so badly by an unknown young man. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not fight anymore.
"I lost!" Kong Xing's expression was complicated. Without waiting for Fan Sizhe to speak, he turned around and walked towards his own camp.
Even Kong Xing had been defeated. In just a short while, all the monks of the Shaolin Sect were speechless.
Even though most of the people from the Ming Cult were injured, this scene made them extremely excited. Those who were not seriously injured started shouting wildly.
Yin Tianzheng and the others were secretly worried. No matter how powerful Fan Sizhe was, he was still made of flesh and blood. Even an iron man would not be able to withstand a continuous battle with Song Yuanqiao, the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, and Master Kong Xing! If they fought again, how many chances would they have?
Fan Sizhe seemed to have not fought enough. His gaze was deep and majestic. Wherever his gaze landed, the heroes of the six major sects could not help but dodge and shrink. No one dared to fight.
Fan Sizhe was not in a hurry to fight to the death. He stuck out his silver tongue and said,"Before coming down from Light Summit, the cavalry I met were all ordinary people who didn't know martial arts. I fought with them and they were very difficult to deal with. I only killed thirty-five people. In the end, they must have carried a heavy responsibility and escaped in an instant. The army formation didn't rely on anyone's martial arts skills. The Tartars of the Yuan Dynasty didn't have a single expert, but they could dominate the world and destroy countless countries. "It depends on a commander who can command thousands of soldiers and horses as easily as his arms and fingers. As martial artists, no matter how good our martial arts are, we will be exhausted even if we kill 10 or 100 of them. However, we are too weak in the enemy's army. Therefore, I plan to train an elite army myself. We don't need them to have brilliant martial arts. We only need them to master some basic martial arts. We have a lot of people in Huaxia, which are 10 times more than Tartars. As long as we are united, we will be able to defeat them." We will definitely be able to expel the Hu Krupp and recover our land. No matter what the outcome of my battle with all of you is, I hope that everyone can put the overall situation first and not have any internal strife!”
"Young hero Fan, it's easy for you to say. How do you train an elite army?" a Ming Clan member asked loudly.”
"Yan Heng, don't be rude!" Yang Xiao shouted.”
Fan Sizhe rolled his eyes and said,"Yan Heng?" Banner Bearer of the Thick Earth Banner?"
"That's right. Young hero Fan, do you recognize me?"”
Fan Sizhe smiled." How could I not know about the Five Banner of Ming Cult?!" Thick Earth, Giant Wood, Sharp Metal, Flood, Fire, each flag was an elite troop! If it was used properly, it would be invincible. Who would dare to do so?”
Yan Heng saw that he thought so highly of him and was overjoyed, but he kept saying humbly that he did not dare to accept it.
" The Five Banner Division has its own unique characteristics," Fanszhe said." They are the embryonic form of an army. If they work together, the effect will be better.”
"Young hero Fan, you're right." Yan Heng said seriously,"May I ask young hero Fan, if you were to build an elite troop, what would you do?"”
Fan Sizhe, who had won against Master Kong Xing, was discussing this issue with Yan Heng at an inappropriate time. The heroes of the six major sects did not dare to interrupt!
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