Originally, Huang Shang wanted to teach Fang Jie a lesson by teaching his tricks, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually say something back under the threat of death. He had no temper and had to withdraw his palm in disappointment, but he still did not forget to hit him: "So even if you have learned the Jiuyin Divine Palm? Before Jiuyin White Bone Claw, Heart-Encouraging Palm, Great Demon-Subduing Fist, Silver Dragon Whip, Snake Run and Yijin Bone Forging, the power of these Jiuyin Divine Palm can only be swept by 20% or 30% at most!"

Unfortunately, Fang Jie survived the most difficult period of martial arts waste, so how could he care about this blow? He touched his painful neck and sneered: "It doesn't matter, the skill coefficient has reached 2.o. The Taizu Changquan may not be worse than your nine-yin magic skills..."

Halfway through, Fang Jie didn't continue to say what he said. In fact, what he wanted to say was that after I practiced for a few years, I would come and kill you, the old man, and I was still afraid that I would not be able to produce the Nine Yin True Sutras?

Huang Shang naturally didn't know what Fang Jie was thinking at the moment. After sneering for a while, there was a strange feeling in his eyes. Just when Fang Jie was a little confused and didn't know what this person wanted to gander, he suddenly saw him roaring up to the sky, and the content was: "Hahaha... It turns out that the Yangtze River is pushing the previous wave. I am here to congratulate the player Fang Jie on becoming the master of fist and kicking!"

Although this long roar was enough to use its internal strength, it could only be transmitted from a range of hundreds of miles at most. However, after the long roar, the game system then issued an announcement to inform the entire world.

Rumors from the world: It’s a happy congratulations! Player Fang Jie has successfully passed the test of the Grandmaster Huang Shang and became the first Grandmaster of Players!

“Wow…”

Although Fang Jie was still in the wilderness at this time, he seemed to feel the uproar from the entire river and lake, and there seemed to be countless gazes, countless emotions, and countless thoughts surging towards the direction where Fang Jie was like a tide through the vast sky!

"My grass!"

Fang Jie raised a middle finger at Huang Shang in anger!

Huang Shang's voice was equivalent to storming Fang Jie in public. If before that, Fang Jie was just the number one master of the folk that players privately praised, then now... he is definitely the most popular celebrity!

The so-called "people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong". Wouldn't this put Fang Jie on the fire and make him the target of public criticism?

In particular, there are only two hours left before the Huashan Sword Contest is launched. Chen, and everyone is confidently preparing for the final preparations for this competition. As soon as this rumor in the martial arts world came out, it not only hit the confidence of a large number of players, but also stirred up the nerves of a large number of players!

Is the first player to become a master of fist and kicks?

Hehe, let's see how capable this guy is in this Huashan Sword Contest! If he can defeat him, wouldn't he be... A player with a little bit of tricks not only wasn't defeated by this rumor in the world, but his ambitions quickly expanded.

"He is actually one step faster than me..." In the Blood Knife Gate, the decadent Blood Shao subconsciously touched his nose, but thinking that this move was learned from Fang Jie, he quickly stopped: "Using the number of fist and foot skills I have mastered, I can pass the test half a year ago, but Huang Shang's immortal always said that I didn't do enough tricks and the boxing intentions could not meet the requirements. In addition to the number, does the master of fist and foot have also requirements for the skill of moves?"

While the decadent blood was depressed, Shaolin Tu Xuanchen, who was sitting cross-legged in the abbot's building of Shaolin Temple, slowly opened his eyes: "I planned to complete the evaluation of the master of fist and foot after the Huashan sword contest, but I didn't expect that this person would be the first to be promoted... Well, although the ranking of "Old 2" is not very good, it is better than the third 3 and can no longer be stolen..."

"Tsk tsk, fortunately, I'm keen on my wise eyes and pulled this kid to my Beggars' Sect." Beggars, who were setting up gang war tactics for their subordinates in the hall of Mazhuang, couldn't help but blink twice. In addition to being glad, they also had a little jealousy. However, when they saw the subordinates of Beggars' Sect sitting on both sides, this jealousy was much dispelled by the satisfaction brought by power.

The one who was racing the horse was Kai Biluo, and he couldn't help but pull the reins. He turned around in horror and looked at Huang Shang in the direction he was, murmured: "Fortunately, I didn't go to provoke that cook..."

"He actually became the master of fist and kick so quickly, which was a bit beyond my expectations..." On an unknown peak, Lonely Xingyun looked at a certain direction from a distance, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. The forgotness standing behind him looked in that direction in a daze, and silent for a long time.

"Brother Fang, come on!" Tang Ke smiled and shed tears in a pharmacy in Tang Sect.

In a wing room in Lichunyuan, Yangzhou, Yi Ling, who was working all night, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a touch of bright red dripped along the fingertips on the cloak that was about to be completed. Looking at the inconspicuous small red se spot, Yi Ling frowned, sighed and continued to sew...

"The Grandmaster of Fist and Foot? Fang Jie?"

At the same time, Mingzhu in the palm, Jinglin, Bai Ning, Hushou, Huhua, Sun, Miaomiao, Nar, fried eggs with rice, Qu Qingyang, Xuecheng, swaying, Murong Shanshan, Youli, Crazy Xiaoxiao only knows, Li Sisi, Jiang Xiaoyue, Hengdao Xiaotian, Medicine Can, ** Quit the game, Qian Bushou, Xuan Chan... As long as you know Fang Jie, or a player who has something to do with Fang Jie, reacts in a wide range, if you concentrate the expressions of these people together, it will definitely be a scene of sentient beings.

Fang Jie, who was the person involved, had no famous awareness at this time and pointed at Huang Shang angrily and said, "I'm talking about it! You are taking personal revenge and infringing on my secret rights!"

Huang Shang shrugged helplessly: "Once you become a master of fist and kick, you will be informed of the entire server. This is a dead rule set by the game system, and I can't do anything about it. If you don't agree, go to the game system to discuss it. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Of course Fang Jie knew that this was the setting of the game system, but this would be extremely unfavorable to his future plan. After changing his mind several times, his tone was slightly slower, and he asked with a hint of luck: "Is there no compensation for the system doing this? I remember that the system also gave compensation for the system when I recorded my battle video."

Huang Shang glared at Fang Jie with a smile and cried, "No! Are you a fault? The system issued an announcement, which is a great honor, and this is a great favor. You actually want to compensate you in the opposite direction? It's inexplicable!"

When he heard this, Fang Jie couldn't help but touch his nose, thinking that this is the case, but his situation is different from that of ordinary people, and his thinking seems to be a little different from others. In his opinion, it is better not to have this kind of favor.

Seeing that Fang Jie was silent and refused to leave, Huang Shang sighed slightly: "Forget it, I will make a decision without authorization, so I will give you some compensation!"

"Hmm?" Fang Jie's eyes lit up in a state of desolation: "What secrets do you want to give me again?"

"fart!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Shang's eyebrows stood up: "How can there be such a good thing in the world? There is no secret book, but..." Speaking of this, Huang Shang glanced at the woods on the west side with a pointing finger and hinted: "It seems that an enemy has come to you. Don't you want to go over and take a look?"

"Enemy?" Fang Jie naturally noticed Huang Shang's small movements. After taking the corner of his eyes to the west for a while, he laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll say goodbye!" After that, he hugged Huang Shang and rushed towards the woods to the west.

"This kid knows it at least!" Huang Shang smiled slightly as he looked at Fang Jie's departure back.

Obviously, the enemy had long been hiding in the forest. When Fang Jie was practicing Jiuyin magic skills, if Huang Shang had not been on the side, the man would have probably had already come out, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

It was precisely because he figured out this section that the other party took the initiative to hint at that time that Fang Jie no longer asked Huang Shang for benefits, because the grudges were clearly Fang Jie's usual style.

The enemy hiding in the forest was nothing but someone else, but the sacred sword that had always wanted to find an opportunity to assassinate Fang Jie.

As soon as Fang Jie came out of seclusion, Canjian got the news. He rushed to the martial arts hall and waited for a long time, but learned that the other party went directly to the ruined temple in the east. When Canjian arrived at the ruined temple in the east, Fang Jie ran to Dali City. When Canjian arrived at Dali, he learned that he was riding a horse and leaving the north gate.

He rode a horse again and went out from the north gate again. Canjian quickly guessed Fang Jie's destination, so he continued to chase after Fang Jie's buttocks. By the time he arrived at the Dian Town of Ba, Fang Jie had already started to ask Huang Shang to evaluate his martial arts.

If Canjian was just to find some face to come back and show off his level of martial arts, then now, Canjian is purely due to the stubbornness caused by Fang Jie's unwillingness to be unwilling to accept it.

Unfortunately, he finally finally saw Fang Jie, but he didn't dare to go up because there was Huang Shang next to Fang Jie. Who knew if the martial arts evaluation procedure was destroyed, would he offend this old man of the master level?

In desperation, the Canjian had to hide in the woods west and watch the changes. If everyone in the world was shocked by Fang Jie's becoming the master of fist and kick, then the calmest among these people was Canjian, because he saw the whole process with his own eyes, and he had already been shocked. Now he just needs to wait for the opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.

Although Fang Jie has become a master of fist and kick, Canjian still has full confidence in this assassination operation. After all, this is just a master of fist and kick, not a master of light. He does not believe that there are still people in this world who can avoid his evil-proof sword technique. Even if they can avoid it, they will definitely not be able to escape him. In short, there are still opportunities.

The only thing Can Jian didn't expect was that Huang Shang actually appeared, and Fang Jie took the initiative to come to the door. Since he had been seen by the other party, this action could not be considered as assassination, but rather as a frontal interception.

"Maybe there is less chance of winning...but it's just my wish to kill you head-on! Talk..."

Looking at Fang Jie who was floating in, the sword monster laughed and lit up from behind a big tree like a ghost. The sword in his hand, which was radiating from the cold air, seemed even more radiant under the moonlight...
Chapter completed!