The Gods Temple.
They were usually the tallest buildings in the giant cities.
At the very least, this was the case in Yong City.
Not only was there a place for people to visualize their gods, but there was also a well-equipped dojo and arena in the basement.
At this moment, on the arena, two people were fighting each other.
At the corner of the arena, He Yongfeng, the Great Elder of the Gods Palace, stood with his hands behind his back and watched quietly.
Although he didn't seem to have any emotions on his face, deep in his eyes, there was a strong sense of shock.
Half a month later.
It had already been half a month since that little bastard of the Deng family came to Yong City.
In this half a month, apart from meeting him once, he had also met with a few other people.
Deng Xing's favorite thing to do was to spar with Fang Jian.
Half a month ago, during their first sparring session, He Yongfeng was still somewhat interested.
Therefore, he came to take a look personally.
The result of that day was still fresh in his memory, and he would never forget it.
In a martial arts competition between two Controlled Dan Heavenly Experts, one of them was actually fighting the other. There was not even a chance for both of them to be injured.
Watching the two of them fight, others would wonder why Deng Xing was so stupid. He was clearly prepared to block, but he still foolishly attacked.
Fang Jian had already made a dodging stance, but Deng Xing still wasted his energy to attack.
This feeling was hard to describe. It was as if Fang Jian had released a string when he attacked, and then used this string to slowly spin Deng Xing.
As for Deng Xing, he was unknowingly drawn by this thread.
It seemed like Deng Xing had taken the initiative to attack, but in fact, his every move was under Fang Jian's control and calculation.
He Yongfeng had already felt this feeling the first time the two of them fought.
But it wasn't obvious at that time.
However, half a month had passed.
Perhaps it was because Fang Jian's strength had improved, or perhaps it was because Fang Jian was becoming more familiar with Deng Xing.
Therefore, this feeling became even stronger.
Deng Xing was like an insect trapped in a spider web. No matter how hard he struggled, the result was that he would only move tighter and tighter. In the end, he would be bound by his own strength and unable to move.
This kind of martial arts competition could be said to be completely new, exceeding He Yongfeng's expectations.
He frowned slightly and followed Fang Jian's every move.
There was an unexplainable question in his heart.
How did Fang Jian do it?
Fang Jian and Deng Xing were only Controlled Dan Heavenly Experts.
Even if he was already a Supreme Jin martial artist, it was impossible for him to do this.
No matter how one looked at it, this kind of ability to predict every step was not something that a neutralizing Jin martial artist could possess.
Could it be…
He Yongfeng shook his head and threw away this thought.
Fang Jian hadn't even mastered Supreme Force, let alone anything else.
He was still thinking too much.
"Hah…"
All of a sudden, Deng Xing roared. His body seemed to have swelled up a little.
The surging power was instantly suppressed to the limit and then exploded.
This was the eruption of the core force, and its power was far greater than the hidden force.
However, as usual, the power that erupted did not hit Fang Jian.
It was as if Fang Jian had already predicted this. The moment Deng Xing was about to make his move, he had already successfully retreated and nimbly dodged the attack.
Hence, the Dan force that Deng Xing had unleashed hit nothing.
If two people were to engage in a life-and-death battle in the arena.
After this, Deng Xing was at an absolute disadvantage.
As long as Fang Jian continued to attack, Deng Xing would basically be beaten to death.
However, the two of them were sparring in a friendly manner.
Therefore, Fang Jian did not attack. Instead, he took half a step back.
Soon after, Deng Xing's body emitted an extremely dense heat. The heat rolled up like a column of smoke, which was very interesting.
Deng Xing took a deep breath, his face full of grievance.
He gritted his teeth and said,"Again!"”
After fighting for so long, he still couldn't even catch a single burst of Dan Force.
Even if he did not care about the consequences of unleashing his Dan energy, this was the result.
Deng Xing being able to persist for half a month was already far beyond Fang Jian and He Yongfeng's expectations.
Perhaps, his physique was really more inclined towards masochism.
"Deng Xing, stop for a moment." He Yong Feng suddenly spoke.”
"Grandpa He," Deng Xing immediately said.
"Yes, I've seen it. Although you've made progress in the past half month, you're still a little short of comprehending Supreme Force.”"Chinese martial arts can't be cultivated by hard work. I have a task for you two. Go ahead and do it.”
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