novelsky Chapter 208: Go Away
Chapter 208: Go Away
If he can survive one move without losing, he can be called the best among his peers.
If he can survive three moves without losing, he can be compared to Lin Tianxue and Qingmang.
When Fang Yang said this, Fang Xuan, Fang Min, Fang Haozhi and other onlookers were immediately amazed.
They all knew Fang Yang's temperament very well, and they knew that Fang Yang never boasted.
In other words, Fang Yang gained a lot from his trip to the Sen family residence, and initially formed his own unique growth path.
He may even be like Sen Wei and enter the realm of the young great sage? !
Fang Xuan was dumbfounded: "We both embarked on the path of cultivation at the same time, but I am still working hard to break through the second-level intermediate realm, but my cousin is gradually transcending the Tao and the law of the Carp Eagle Ancestor?"
Fang Min's pupils shrank: "This is the talent that will inevitably become a Tao seed, and even nine out of ten will become a saint... If I want to become a saint, it seems that there is still a long way to go..."
At this moment, because of Fang Yang's words, everyone felt complicated.
Compared to Fang Lanxi's boiling blood, those who had experienced it could feel the majestic momentum of Fang Yang.
"The afterimage of the electric python, manifest."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Yang urged his true essence to bless the Wenshan pen.
He held the Wenshan pen and drew straight into the void. The void was full of white light and the Chinese energy was rapidly taking shape.
In the blink of an eye, a giant ink python rushed out. It looked like an electric python, with a huge body and a hideous face. It rushed away with a foul wind and evil lightning.
This is the mystery of painting. When you pick up the pen to paint, you can reproduce the power of the beast.
The electric python beast originally has a trace of blood of the "wild beast thunder dragon", and can be called a descendant of the wild beast.
And the electric python that Fang Yang copied is his own battle pet.
Naturally, this ink electric python has a trace of the original owner's spirit.
The bloody wind was fierce, and the thunder and lightning were violent. They appeared at the same time, directly making the somewhat dim stage bright.
At this moment, the wind blew up, blowing Fang Lanxi's hair crown, making her black hair dance wildly.
The lightning was bright, and it even reflected Fang Lanxi's face, which made her stunned.
Fang Lanxi shouted immediately, spitting out a little blood from her heart, and then transformed into a blood-colored flower butterfly in the void.
The blood-colored flower butterfly combined with the flower butterfly phantom behind her, and her momentum suddenly increased a lot.
In a flash, she pressed down with her arms, swung the red tassel spear brazenly, and rolled up the fluttering wind, and she was not afraid to hit the ink-and-water electric python directly.
Boom--
The air exploded, and the bluestone arena was instantly damaged, turning into billowing smoke and dust, covering the field.
But at the same time, Fang Lanxi flew backwards, and the red tassel spear in her hand went nowhere, and the flower butterfly phantom behind her disappeared.
Defeated.
Defeated in one move.
Fang Lanxi barely stood on the ring, her body shaky.
Although her armor was not stained with blood, she could feel that all her true energy, blood, and strength had dissipated.
In front of her, the ink-and-water electric python was still sprinting forward, but it was dissipating step by step, turning into essence and vitality to nourish her body.
But she understood that this was her cousin Fang Yang's care for her, not her defeat of the ink-and-water electric python.
She looked frustrated, while the others were amazed.
"Ink and electric python, this is the mystery of the painting school..."
"Not only that, Ah Yang's control over his own power has obviously reached a higher level."
"Haha, although there is the help of the ink pen, this still shows his talent in the painting school."
"The painting school is difficult to learn and profound. This school is even more mysterious than the Yudao school and the Zhoudao school..."
Everyone was surprised at the mystery of the Wenshan pen, and even more surprised at Fang Yang's control ability.
And Fang Yang waved the Wenshan pen again, and in an instant, a stream of vitality surged.
The next moment, it actually gathered layers of smoke and dust, condensed into soil, and turned into many long bluestone slabs, so that the shabby white ground of the martial arts field gradually restored its original appearance.
Such a scene made everyone stunned.
Just because Fang Yang actually mobilized the power of heaven and earth with the help of the Wenshan pen.
Although it was only a slight mobilization of the power of heaven and earth, it was already close to supernatural power.
And supernatural powers are the realm of saints!
"Wait, how come this pen is similar to the Wenshan pen that Fang Nian's ancestor mentioned?" Suddenly, the eyes of the elder of Dezhi widened.
The elder of Dezhi is the most knowledgeable person in the Fang family lineage, and he knows many secrets.
He clearly remembers that the most regrettable thing in Fang Nian's life was that he did not personally control the Wenshan pen.
Although the Wenshan pen is just a primitive instrument, it represents a token and a recognition!
Its symbolic meaning is far greater than its practical meaning.
The elder of Dezhi didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly became silent.
His gaze towards Fang Yang gradually changed from admiration to awe.
On the other side, Fang Yang looked at his cousin Fang Lanxi and said:
"In fact, people don't need too much advice in their lives, and I don't want to tell you any great truths."
"It's just because everyone has their own fate and their own path, but you and I are of the same bloodline, so I will tell you a thing or two."
"If you accept it, then accept it. If you don't accept it, just treat it as my nonsense and don't take it to heart."
"Remember, go the way you want. But you have to accept the result yourself."
"...Young geniuses, carrying the name of geniuses, will be involved in the world of fame and fortune and have to embark on the road of hegemony."
"This road to hegemony is like a battle between poisonous insects, just to determine the king of poisonous insects. Either his bones will be buried underground forever, or he will transform into a roc and fly to the nine heavens..."
Fang Yang's tone was calm and his voice was steady.
As he talked, he gradually remembered the true meaning he had learned in the Mori Sutra Pavilion.
Then, he recalled his experiences along the way.
Following the trend, he brought some true feelings.
Maybe it’s because he’s skilled in cultivating Taoism, or maybe it’s because he’s achieved outstanding results.
What he said made Fang Lanxi, Fang Xuan and others unable to help but obey from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, Fang Yang was like a school teacher, conquering Fang Lanxi with his rich knowledge, making her nod her head repeatedly.
Even Fang Min and Fang Haozhi, who were more advanced than him, nodded slightly, as if they had some understanding.
Uncle Fang and the elder of the Virtuoso clan on the other side looked at each other and could see the horror in each other's eyes.
They knew that Fang Yang might have really learned something extraordinary from the Mori Sutra Pavilion.
Otherwise, Fang Yang would not have undergone such a big change today.
…
The sun gradually rises and shines sunshine on the earth.
The breeze came slowly, blowing the fallen leaves in the martial arts arena.
Fang Yang drew an ink white-feathered eagle with Wenshan brush, stepped on its back, and flew away.
As for Fang Lanxi, she was stunned in the field.
There was still a look of shock in Fang Lanxi's eyes, as if she had been enlightened and understood some truth.
However, Fang Yang didn't care whether she would change as a result.
As mentioned before, everyone has their own destiny and their own path.
Whether Fang Lanxi accepts it or not, that is her own business.
Life has dreams, each of which is wonderful.
As long as you don't delay my quest for eternal life, don't say you want to become a young genius, even if you want to sacrifice your blood to the world, I will not interfere.
If you don't come to block my way, do whatever you like and go on your way.