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112: Prepare to be beaten

A huge rock-attribute shield shrouded the competition platform around.

Although I don’t know whether it is to protect the audience or to prevent Fang Xin from escaping, this is exactly what Fang Xin wants.

I saw extremely heavy and depressing black clouds gathering above the competition platform, and the next second, a giant elemental storm gathered from heavy rain, frost and falling thunder swept towards Fang Xin's location.

The attack like a natural disaster made all the audience feel worried about Fang Xin, and silently prayed that he could avoid this attack.

However, in the face of such a terrifying attack, Fang Xin had no intention of dodging.

He lowered his head and looked at his right hand, estimated the strength, and then punched the Elemental Storm in front of him.

The fierce fist wind collided with the elemental storm, but the fist wind was quickly defeated, but only slightly slowed down the storm's progress.

"The strength is really hard to control..."

Fang Xin couldn't help frowning. He was afraid that he would not have enough control and directly knocked the temple with one punch. Although it doesn't matter whether these people die or not, Fang Xin is preparing to earn a wave of faith. Such a matter of putting the cart before the horse must be avoided as much as possible.

I saw that the storm had covered his body with a layer of shabby grief, and then an inspiration came from the audience:

"Come on!"

Looking at Fang Xin, who was standing there as if he was helpless, the audience could no longer help but encourage him:

"Come on! Don't give up!"

"Defeat them! You can do it!"

Seeing that all the audience was encouraging him, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile a helpless smile on his face.

"I really don't feel pain when I speak while standing, but it's almost time to end."

Fang Xin took a deep breath. When he swung his right fist again, he saw that the fist wind turned into a huge wave-like airflow, blowing away the dark clouds above, swallowing up the elemental storm in front of him, and also submerging the eleven Buddhas in it.

For a moment, Fang Xin's fist wind raged in the entire rock element shield, and dense cracks appeared in the shield constructed by eleven Buddhas.

Can people really be so strong?

All the people of Sumeru who witnessed this scene couldn't help but think about this issue.

Just one punch

Nine Buddhas fell down, and the remaining two Buddhas who could barely stand up were filled with fear.

Carl said in panic: "You...you are not!!"

But before he finished speaking, Fang Xin, who was still at the other end of the competition, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Carl could have to slash him, but the attack that was enough to break through the rock was easily taken down by Fang Xin with his right hand.

Fang Xin grabbed the big scimitar in Carl's hand and said softly: "Hey, have you heard of Cun Jin?"

Carl swallowed, and the beads of sweat on his face kept dripping to the ground!

"No...don't..."

boom!

Carl's huge body broke through the barrier above the competition platform like a cannonball and fell outside the temple.

Fang Xin turned his head and looked at the remaining Buddha, and a "kind" smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I...I surrender!"

The Buddha threw down his weapon and ran away from the audience.

At this time, applause rang out like thunder on the audience stage!

The audience can no longer express their excitement in words. For thousands of years, these Buddha figures have almost been breathless.

There is no way to violate their orders, no one can resist their actions, no one can escape their exploits, but they cannot escape their palms, because outside the city is a more cruel battlefield.

Now, they are easily defeated by a human being in a crushing posture. How can they not be excited! How can they not be excited!

For a moment, the power of faith continued to pour into Fang Xin's body.

However, all this stopped as a blood-stained head fell onto the competition platform. At this moment, the air in the temple seemed to be frozen, silently and terrifying.

Only a frivolous laughter came from above the temple: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I just don't like deserters very much, and I absolutely don't want to disturb you to celebrate."

The God of Wisdom slowly landed in front of Fang Xin, ignoring the lion's head whose footsteps had already revealed its prototype, and looked at Fang Xin with green eyes: "I really didn't expect that the Demon God of Night is actually a human being, but Sumi is my territory after all, and you are not my subordinate. When you come to this place, is it..."

The Grass God slowly approached Fang Xin's ear and asked with a smile, "Do you want to fight?"

“战争?呵……”

Fang Xin's mouth also raised slightly. Facing the God of Wisdom, any unnecessary expression or movement will reveal his thoughts, and any useless words will fall into his trap.

"I believe that the devil of wisdom will not do anything to go against his word."

Seeing that Fang Xin had no intention of answering his question, Cao Shen was not angry at all. Instead, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Interesting, you are really interesting, OK, I said at the beginning that as long as a human can pass through the Heavenly Gate, he will naturally give him a gift, even if that human is a demon god, come with me."

Under the leadership of the God of Grass, Fang Xin came to the highest point of Dajixiang Temple, a high tower called "Zangjin Pavilion".

As it is named, here are treasures collected by the Grass God that have lost their research value.

But even so, almost every piece of these things has the aura of a demon, and there are even several complete artifacts.

“You can choose three things you like here to take away.”

Three pieces? I thought you were so generous.

Fang Xin laughed mockingly in his heart. It was impossible for Cao Shen to know that Xiao Ming and Rubik's Cube were his things, which means that he could take one at most. After all, under Cao Shen's nose, he could not steal things openly with the system.

Moreover, the grass god's surveillance on him should have disappeared when night fell last night, and he did not see his encounter with the girl. So the meaning of bringing him to the treasure house is not only the fight outside that may make the people of Sumeru even more disgusted with him, but also the meaning of temptation.

However, this fight will be fought sooner or later. With the idea of ​​not letting go of a free job, a magic weapon is already very good.

Soon Fang Xin found the black and white ball in a small cage. After opening the cage, Xiao Ming immediately rushed out and walked around Fang Xin happily for a few circles.

“好了,我没受伤,不用担心.”

Fang Xin grabbed Xiao Ming who was waving around and stuffed him into his clothes, but found something interesting on the side.

It was a lotus in bud and containing a strong breath of life. Fang Xin could vaguely see a human-shaped outline.

“第二任草神,小吉祥天女?”

Don’t you want anything like Grass God? Good guy, can’t you catch it and raise it?

Fang Xin stuffed the lotus into the space without saying a word and prepared to plant it in his own pool after going back.

The third item is the only one Rubik's Cube. Although Hei Fangxin often cheated him, the things in the Rubik's Cube have never disappointed him.

Seeing Fang Xin pick up the Rubik's Cube, the Grass God's eyes that had been following him finally showed a hint of surprise: "Sure enough, you know that girl!"

"Not only know..." Fang Xin said calmly while twisting the Rubik's Cube in his hand: "She is a very important person to that guy, of course, to me too."

Soon, I heard a cracking sound from the Rubik's Cube, and a blue gem appeared in Fang Xin's palm: "So, for you, the God of Wisdom, have you prepared to welcome my anger?"
Chapter completed!
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