"Look at my Hundred Falcon Fist!"

The terrifying true energy gathered and condensed on the fingertips, and it faintly formed the shape of a flying falcon!

"Well done!"

Fang Xi sighed in admiration and slapped his hand casually. The airflow in the void seemed to fall into his palm with this slap, forming a dam.

Countless flying falcons hit the embankment, emitted a harsh cry, and finally disappeared without a trace...

"You have some skills, let's come again!"

The black shadow turned and came to Fang Xi's side, and an even more harsh sound of birds and falcons sounded.

"Secret Technique: A hundred falcons sing in unison!"

In an instant, the old man's body swelled, as if he had turned into a demon with hundreds of arms and hands. Countless beaks emerged, all heading towards Fang Xi!

"Punch me!"

Fang Xi looked solemn, suddenly shouted loudly, and punched out, like the sky was splitting apart

"Secret Technique: Hunyuan Wuji!"

Bang bang!

Countless fist shadows and finger shadows intermingled, and the strong energy overflowed, falling on the white stone floor, and small holes emerged.

In the end, Fang Xi and the old man smashed their fists together, and they were evenly matched!

"Good boy, I, Yan Falcon, approve of you...ah!"

When the old man saw this, his face showed emotion. Just when he was about to reveal his identity, he discovered that a golden stream of light suddenly appeared in Fang Xi's cuffs, like wind and lightning, and hit his chest!

A blood-red Gang Qi defense immediately appeared on his chest, but it had been depleted too much before, and now he was sparring with Fang Xi, drawing away a lot of energy. This Gang Qi seemed very empty.

After a slight resistance, it was torn apart by the golden stream of light, and then the sword flashed and passed through the chest.

"Poof!"

The old man took a few steps back and fell to the ground. He looked at his bleeding chest and pointed at Fang Xi with trembling fingers: "You... young people don't have martial ethics... I agreed to use fists, how can I... use swords?"

?!"

"How can you be so particular about treating your enemies?"

Fang Xi came to the old man, raised his fist and was about to smash it down.

At this time, Linghu Shan's violent shouting could be heard from afar, "Old Yanzi, please show mercy, but that's..."

Whoosh!

Two figures entered the courtyard one after another. They were Linghu Shan and another middle-aged man with bronze skin.

Seeing this scene, Linghu Shan was fine, but Zhou Tong's eyes widened, like bells, "How could it be possible? Mr. Yan..."

Although this Yan Falcon has a weird temper, he is one of the top ten masters in the Grandmaster Association!

How could it be possible to lose at the hands of a new grandmaster?

"Oh, Laoshan, who are these two people?"

Fang Xi already had a guess in her mind, but she still asked knowingly.

"Haha... I'm here to introduce you to Brother Fang. These two are Yan Xuan and Zhou Tong. They are both from the Grand Master Association. They are here to discuss with Brother Fang about joining the association."

Linghushan rolled his eyes, smiled and said, not mentioning the assessment at all.

"Oh, what do you two think of me? Am I qualified?"

Fang Xi looked down at Yan Falcon and asked with a smile.

"Enough, of course qualified..."

Zhou Tong glanced at Mr. Yan who was lying down and answered quickly.
Chapter completed!