World of Battles, Sky-Splitting Hall, 9,900 miles of Dragon Might.
Fang Yun, Lei Zhongmo, and the seven Water Tribe Demon Kings were training in the Dragon Might. Dozens of Demon Kings were looking ahead from a safe place.
These Demon Kings really did not understand what Fang Yun was up to. Their Divine Sense could indeed become stronger after being repeatedly injured and repaired. However, the problem was that if they spent the time on other aspects, the improvement would be even more obvious.
Many Dragons and geniuses even treated the first 10,000 miles as nothing. They would only start training after 10,000 or even 20,000 miles.
The Demon King, Gui Cong, pondered over it repeatedly. When he was chatting with the other Demon Kings, he said that perhaps Wen Xing Long Jue had other motives. However, no one cared.
These Demon Kings would occasionally enter the Dragon Might to train, but they would consume too much Qi and blood. They would not be able to last long before returning. These Demon Kings used the power of Qi and blood, but they could not last as long as Fang Yun in the Dragon Might. They were extremely ashamed and admired Fang Yun even more.
Some Demon Kings were looking at Lei Zhongmo. Since Fang Yun came in, Lei Zhongmo had been sitting there motionlessly and constantly receiving the baptism of the Dragon Might. This meant that Lei Zhongmo could withstand the Dragon Might here with very little power of Literary Courage and Talent. In terms of mental strength, he had reached the standard of a Great Demon King.
Lei Zhongmo had been sitting 25 miles away, while Fang Yun kept moving forward. After a certain distance, he would retreat. This repeated.
Many demon monarchs had already discovered that each time Fang Yun moved forward, he would go a little further than the previous time.
Cultivation was the most boring.
As time passed, Fang Yun walked further and further away.
Finally, Fang Yun walked to a distance of 2,000 feet from Lei Zhongmo.
Many Demon Kings were secretly amazed. So far, Fang Yun had not used the power of Literary Courage and Talent.
Lei Zhongmo suddenly stood up and looked at Fang Yun with a fake smile.
"Fang Xusheng, you have finally reached this place. Congratulations."
Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward in his tattered robe.
The Dragon's Might rushed towards Fang Yun like a gale. Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and bent his waist slightly. Like an old man in a snowstorm, he slowly moved forward.
Due to the Draconic Aura, Fang Yun's upper body swayed slightly, and there were even scratches on his body from the aftermath of the Draconic Aura. However, Fang Yun's footsteps were incomparably steady, and each step left a footprint as firm as a rock.
Lei Zhongmo smiled and said, "Back then, you had not become a Grand Secretary, so it was inconvenient for me to ask for your advice. Now that you have become a Grand Secretary, and a Grand Secretary in the State of Knowing, I am excited to see you. I hope that Fang Xusheng will spar with me and fulfill my long-cherished wish of many years. In this Sky-Splitting Palace Hall, life and death don't matter. However, you and I are both scholars. If we really fight to the death, it will inevitably harm our friendship. I think we should stop here. "
Fang Yun still lowered his head and walked forward slowly. The soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, and his clothes and Draconic Aura surged. It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders. He walked with difficulty and did not pay attention to Lei Zhongmo.
Between the blue sky and the green grass, the two people were getting closer and closer.
Lei Zhongmo chuckled. He was actually not angry because of Fang Yun's disregard. He continued, "Fang Xusheng did not say anything, so I will take it as a tacit agreement. Then, Old Man will first experience Fang Xusheng's battle of words! "
After Lei Zhongmo finished speaking, he opened his mouth and a shining ancient sword flew out. In an instant, the power of the True Name was activated.
The ancient sword turned into a Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon!
Ancient Double Jiao Dragon Sword!
The green Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon roared and swung its tail. Dark clouds gathered in the sky and a sparkling river water appeared under its body. It rushed towards Fang Yun together with the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon.
When the Daemon Kings present saw the legendary Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon Sword, they were all shocked. Before Lei Zhongmo became a Grand Scholar, he was a famous prodigy of the Lei family. For his Pregnant Sword after he became a Grand Scholar, the Lei family spent a lot of effort. In the end, they obtained a complete Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon's bone from the Western Sea Dragon Palace. It became a legend that Lei Zhongmo could not find a rival among his peers.
Some people even said that if Li Wenying and Lei Zhongmo became famous at the same time, the Bleeding Blood Ancient Sword would be suppressed by the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon Sword.
The two sides were almost two thousand feet apart. The Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon only needed a breath to fly over. However, even when it was halfway there, Fang Yun did not move.
Some of the Daemon Kings became anxious. Could it be that Fang Yun's power was exhausted and he had lost the ability to resist?
When the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon flew to five hundred feet in front of Fang Yun, the Daemon Kings and Lei Zhongmo saw that Fang Yun's drooping right hand suddenly moved slightly. It was as if he was fanning himself. It was also as if an unconscious patient had finally woken up. There was no aura at all.
The True Dragon Sword flew out.
The ancient sword turned into a True Dragon.
A huge golden dragon soared into the sky and then swooped down towards the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon from a thousand feet high.
The huge dragon claw slammed down and a golden waterfall fell from the sky, pushing the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon to the ground.
The Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon spat out the mud grass in its mouth and roared. The green mist around its body expanded and rolled quickly. It dodged the True Dragon Ancient Sword's attack and then spat out poisonous mist, trying to get close to the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword did not give the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon any chance to get close. It firmly occupied an advantageous position in the sky, making it difficult for the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon to gain the upper hand.
The moment they saw the golden dragon, all the Daemon Kings were shocked. They could feel the pure aura of Dragons from the True Dragon Ancient Sword's body. It made them instinctively fear it. This fear was branded in their blood and would never be extinguished.
Many of the Daemon Kings instinctively took a step back, unwilling to get too close to the golden dragon.
After a few breaths, all the Daemon Kings could see that because the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon was born a few decades earlier, it was very cunning and had accumulated a lot of power. However, the golden dragon clearly suppressed the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon. No matter how the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon struggled, it was still firmly suppressed by Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
The battle of words had already been decided.
However, Lei Zhongmo did not recall the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon.
Gui Cong shook his head lightly. Everyone could see that Lei Zhongmo was not convinced. However, the strong was the strong, and the weak was the weak.
"The reason why the Poisonous Jiao Dragon is so strong is because the Poisonous Jiao Dragon's bone is extremely strong. Why is Wen Xing Long Jue's True Dragon Ancient Sword so strong?"
"A few years ago, there was a rumor that Fang Yun had obtained the True Dragon Blood and formed the powerful True Dragon Ancient Sword. It is normal for this True Dragon to be stronger than the Poisonous Jiao Dragon."
"That's true. Not to mention a drop of the Ancestral Dragon's blood, even a breath from the Ancestral Dragon is stronger than the Two-Headed Poisonous Jiao Dragon."
Time passed slowly. Fang Yun continued to walk forward slowly. The two of them were getting closer and closer.
The True Dragon and the Poisonous Jiao Dragon fought for nine days. Fang Yun and Lei Zhongmo brushed past each other.
The wind rippled their hair. Lei Zhongmo's few strands of white hair were the most eye-catching.
Fang Yun did not look at Lei Zhongmo from the beginning to the end.
Lei Zhongmo slowly turned around and looked at Fang Yun's back.
Lei Zhongmo had been in the World of Battles for a long time. His face was slightly dark and his skin was rough. There were a few unclear scars on his face. The way he looked at Fang Yun was incomparably old. There was no shame, no hatred, and no hatred. He was like a general looking at the commander of the enemy army.
Win, lose. Other than that, everything else was false.
"For the second round, I will ask for your Soldier Summoning Poem."
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