The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

"Yes, mentor, I'm sure."

Fang Chuan nodded.

"Fine."

The instructor originally worked here, so he didn't talk too much when he took the points here.

Soon, with a wave of his hand, he set up a note to write out the content of the gambling fight between the two sides.

Then, the two of them signed their names on it with their minds.

Hum!

The gambling agreement takes effect.

"Well, the battle of Tiangong is not a child's play, the gambling agreement is not a child's play.

"You can do your best, but you must not deliberately cause death. If you are in danger, you just need to give up!"

After the agreement was signed, the mentor looked at Fang Chuan and the others, and warned them both with a serious face.

"Yes."

Fang Chuan agreed at the same time.

"Well, let's go to the Secret Realm of Battle Heaven."

The instructor waved his hand and pointed to a light vortex in front of him, Fang Chuan felt the aura of the law of space.

At this time, Mo Yuanyang had already walked over.

He also hurried to keep up.

Soon, everyone saw that they stepped into the whirlpool and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After that, with a buzzing sound, a sky curtain fell from the sky, and everyone could see that they were facing each other in a wilderness.

Everyone suddenly watched with breathlessness.

"Oh." The tutor was obviously not optimistic about the newcomer Fang Chuan, and sighed.

However, in his opinion, Fang Chuan suffered a big loss, and he will understand later.

"I heard that a newcomer has been fooled by Mo Yuanyang!"

"And bet five thousand points!"

"You don't know anymore. I heard that the number one newcomer received the dean's award before enrolling!"

At this time, a few second-level students rushed to hear the news, with envy and gloating on their faces.

This made the other first-degree students present very uncomfortable.

They couldn't help but secretly expect Fang Chuan to be able to defeat these nasty second-level students.

of course--

They didn't really feel that Fang Chuan could beat Mo Yuanyang, the 32nd second-level student!

Fighting in the secret realm of Tiangong.

"Fang Chuan, you are so generous, thank you, I owe you a favor."

Mo Yuanyang said with a smile, as if he had been determined, Fang Chuan was determined to lose.

He waved his hand again, "Someone will be bullied in the future, I will cover you, but now, do it, I will let you three tricks!"

"it is good!"

Fang Chuan's eyes lit up. This Mo Yuanyang involved five thousand points, so he dared to pretend to be forced?

He arched his hands, "Then thank you Senior Mo for wanting it."

boom--

The next moment, he moved, the sword intent was surging, and the divine soul holy sword pierced through in an instant.

"Sure enough!"

Mo Yuanyang immediately felt Fang Chuan's sharp sword intent, but he also smiled.

Although Fang Chuan's strength is very strong, it is far from enough.

After a year of training, they have learned many martial arts skills, as well as their understanding and comprehension of martial arts skills.

Martial arts skills are equivalent to skills.

Outbreak skills!

Fighting skills!

What's more, his realm is also higher than Fang Chuan.

Even if Fang Chuan possesses sword intent, he is not his opponent.

"Say let you three strokes, let you three strokes."

His eyes wink.

boom--

His divine power surged, and a golden bell suddenly formed, shrouded around him.

It is a powerful defensive martial arts skill.

Boom!

Sure enough, Fang Chuan's sharp, sword-inspired Divine Soul Sacred Sword pierced the golden bell, only making a deafening sound.

He shook Mo Yuanyang back a few steps, but the golden bell shield did not break.

When everyone saw it, they knew that there was still a big gap between them.

The first-level students are even more in awe of the second-level students.

Fang Chuan is their first place, and none of them is a second-tier 32 opponent.

The strength of the second-level students can be seen.

"Hey, Fang Chuan is determined to lose!"

"Haha, this is a second-level student, and a first-level student is far from comparable!"

"Still too young."

The first grader lamented, and the second grader laughed.

"One trick."

Mo Yuanyang smiled, posing as a master.

"Come again!"

Fang Chuan's eyes dazzled, and the void pointed, the radiance of the Divine Soul and Holy Sword was magnificent, and its power doubled.

Whoosh.

Boom again!

That speed has also doubled!

"No way."

Mo Yuanyang shook his head.

Boom!

There was another sound, although some ripples appeared on the golden bell shield, it was quickly repaired by his divine power.

He smiled and said, "I haven't had a magical soul, a magical weapon, you can't even break my defensive martial arts skills, you should give up, lest you suffer!"

Fang Chuan shook his head.

"The third trick."

His face was condensed, as if he had been desperate, which made the first-degree students shook his head straight.

The second grader laughed.

This is the gap between first-level students and second-level students.

Can't break the defense.

"It's okay to suffer a bit. It's better to suffer in the academy than to suffer in the future."

That instructor also couldn't bear to look at it.

Mo Yuanyang made three moves, and none of them could break the defense. Once Mo Yuanyang used the attacking martial arts skills, could Fang Chuan win?

He was ready to let Fang Chuan transfer five thousand points to Mo Yuanyang.

boom--

Suddenly, even if he was not in the secret realm of Zhan Tiangong, he felt a sharp sword intent.

At that moment, he was shocked and stared at the projected sky.

"The sword intent of the third grade?"

"impossible!"

This tutor is well-informed, and he feels that Fang Chuan shouldn't!

Moreover, this sword intent is not only a third-rank sword intent, but also a bit invincible in the third-rank sword intent.

He dared not blink.

puff--

"what?"

"what happened?"

Everyone realized that something was wrong a lot later than this instructor, and it was after Fang Chuan's third move that they found something was wrong.

They only saw that Fang Chuan's Divine Soul Sacred Sword suddenly burst into light, so fast that they couldn't even catch it.

The sharp sword intent was transmitted through the light curtain.

Let them be frightened.

After that, they saw that Mo Yuanyang, the thirty-second second-level student, stopped moving.

He stared at Fang Chuan in disbelief.

Shaking all over.

"Mo Yuanyang is injured!"

After that, everyone saw that Mo Yuanyang was bleeding out of his body.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan in the secret realm looked at Mo Yuanyang faintly, arching his hands, "It's about five thousand points, I'm sorry for using a tactic."

"What's more, you also proposed three tricks for me."

There was a smile on his face.

When Mo Yuanyang said the three tricks to give way, he had already decided, and first showed the enemy to be weak.

Then, hit the killer!

Of course, he didn't kill Mo Yuanyang, but controlled the Divine Soul Sacred Sword to penetrate Mo Yuanyang's lungs.

His sword intent and sword aura made Mo Yuanyang quite bearable.

"How can your sword intent be so strong!"

At this moment, Mo Yuanyang felt the pain of eroding the bones and piercing the heart, and his body guard, the golden bell, was easily penetrated.

Although he was careless.

However, Fang Chuan's strength does not seem to be much weaker than him!

If you really want to fight, the outcome is unknown!