Xuanhuan: My practice is infinitely upgraded

Fu Chengye's face turned cold suddenly, and he snorted angrily.

"Hmph! Don't worry! In order to prevent you from taking this opportunity to avoid a duel, I have already prepared chips."

Jiang Heng finally showed a smile: "Not bad!"

After finishing speaking, he leaped far away and jumped onto the ring.

Fu Chengye's face became more and more gloomy.

He could see the profound meaning contained in Jiang Heng's smile, which was clearly a bargaining chip that brought him all the way here, and it had already been regarded as a spoil of war.

"Ignorant boy!"

"I don't know where you have such strong self-confidence?"

Fu Chengye laughed back in anger, looked at Jiang Heng's face with a faint smile all the time, and said coldly: "Let's make a move!"

He drew his sword out of its sheath.

The rich red true energy instantly enveloped the long sword, as if covering it with a layer of red film, and a three-inch long red sword light extended forward from the tip of the sword.

Jiang Heng's expression froze for a moment.

After familiarizing himself with various books, he knew a lot of martial arts common sense.

Generally speaking, although the Xiantian Realm can release true energy, but to extend a relatively stable sword glow from the tip of the sword, at least two requirements must be met:
First, the weapon is above the highest level of treasure, and it is almost indestructible to the transmission of true energy, which is completely equivalent to the movement of true energy in the body.

Second, practice heaven-level martial arts, and reach a certain level of control, which can compress and purify true energy to the extreme, and will not dissipate easily.

And this kind of sword light is no less lethal than a strong person who has just entered the spiritual sea realm.

"No wonder, it has the strength to match the early stage of Linghai Realm."

"Being able to become the leader of the Qianlong list is really not to be underestimated!"

"For the best of the tens of billions of people in the Tianyuan Dynasty, the heavenly skills are really nothing. Maybe their martial arts attainments are no less than their own."

"If it wasn't for another breakthrough just now, I'm afraid I might not be able to win."

Thinking of this, Jiang Heng faintly became a little excited.

This kind of evenly matched battle was what he was looking forward to.

"Come on then!"

Jiang Heng roared excitedly, clenched his right hand into a fist, his figure almost turned into a streamer, and in an instant, he appeared not far from the opponent.

"Let me see how hard your fist is!"

Fu Chengye completely entered into a fighting state, leaving everything outside his head behind, and temporarily forgetting the complicated thoughts in his heart.

The body rushed forward, and the long sword met Jiang Heng's fist, and slammed down heavily.

"Buzz!"

At the moment of the collision, the long sword hardly trembled at all, and there was only a dull impact sound on the field.

Under the impact of the two people's extremely fast speed, the air formed a shock wave and spread around.

"what?!"

Under the terrible force, Fu Chengye stepped back half a step, and stepped on the ground hard, only then did he stop his retreat.

As for the opponent Jiang Heng, when his fist collided head-on with the top-quality treasure, he was still unscathed, and his figure was as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest shake.

In contrast, see the difference immediately!
The audience in the audience burst into an uproar.

"Hiss! It turned out that Jiang Heng had the upper hand?"

"Sure enough, it is the legendary fighting style, unparalleled in physique, and iron fist can overwhelm everything!"

"How did this physique be cultivated?"

"It should be some kind of special secret method? Refining the body like meteorite from the sky, or just refining the fist."

"However, this kind of secret technique has a growth limit. After the cultivation level reaches a certain level, this kind of secret technique will lose its effect. It is not worthwhile to spend too much energy on it."

on the ring.

After Fu Chengye retreated, he immediately slowed down.

After all, he practiced heaven-level martial arts, and his infuriating energy, compressed to the extreme, has a very high shock-absorbing effect on external blows. It's not like Jiang Heng's previous enemies, who were beaten internally when they met each other. .

"Not bad! Only in this way can we have a good fight!"

Jiang Heng laughed loudly, moved again, and punched down again.

Fu Chengye turned around, and while dodging Jiang Heng's punch, he swung his long sword, and a sharp sword aura flew out from the tip of the sword, slashing at Jiang Heng's neck in an instant.

Jiang Heng turned his gaze, completely ignoring the attack of the sword energy, allowing it to slash on the neck, and then dissipate into nothingness.

"bring it on!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's long sword.

Fu Chengye's blow was useless, and he immediately turned around again, ready to fight with Jiang Hengyou.

But what horrified him was.

As soon as Jiang Heng's body moved, he immediately chased after him, and his body speed was not inferior to him at all, even better.

In just such a one-second confrontation, Jiang Heng's explosive power was better than his, and his defensive power was as unshakable as meteorite.

Now, the speed is also slightly stronger than him.

How is this played?
Fu Chengye's heart sank, and he faintly regretted his rash decision to challenge.

I want to think about it, but Fu Chengye, who was once the arrogance of the Qianlong list, has no concept of admitting defeat in his mind for his peers.

"I don't believe it anymore, no matter how strong your physical defense is, don't you have any weaknesses at all?"

Facing Jiang Heng's punch, Fu Chengye's figure was like catkins. While dodging in the air, a sword qi slashed at Jiang Heng's calf.

The speed of the two is similar, even if Jiang Heng has a slight advantage, it is not so easy to hit under the opponent's efforts to dodge.

Instead, Fu Chengye's sword energy continued to release, launching medium and long-range attacks, slashing at Jiang Heng's body.

In the eyes of many onlookers, it was Fu Chengye who had the upper hand.

"Let me just say it! Fu Chengye's strength is still slightly better than Jiang Heng's after all. Regardless of Jiang Heng's physical strength and strong defense, how many attacks can he resist?"

"After all, it is only in the realm of true energy, and there is an essential difference in attack methods. Facing Fu Chengye's sword energy attack, he can only bear it hard and cannot counterattack at all."

There are also some people with unique vision who have different views.

"I think Jiang Heng has a better chance of winning."

"Through the initial confrontation, it can be seen that Jiang Heng's explosive power is stronger than Fu Chengye's, not to mention his physical defense. There are no rumors of Jiang Heng's injury so far. He is almost invincible. In terms of speed, the two are even On par."

"On the whole, Jiang Heng's advantage is obviously greater."

"The only question now is whether Fu Chengye can find out Jiang Heng's weakness, or break through Jiang Heng's defense by accumulating damage through attacks."

"If he can, Fu Chengye has the hope of winning."

"On the contrary, if he has any negligence during this period, Jiang Heng may seize the opportunity and take away with a set of combined punches."

on the ring.

Fu Chengye's nose was faintly sweating.

The battle of only about 1 minute was too much mental pressure for him.

Relying on his body speed which was slightly faster than his, Jiang Heng kept pestering him so much that he concentrated on dodging in order not to be caught.

Coupled with the many sword attacks during this period, none of them had the slightest effect, which made his mood fluctuate even more.

He finally panicked.