"You dare to look down on us..."

Hearing Fang Zheng’s words, the others summoned the super spirit body and stared at Fang Zheng. The latter just raised his head and looked coldly at Asakura Ye and others in front of him.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have appeared in front of the protagonist as a real enemy.

Looking at the Asakura Ye and others in front of him, Fang Zheng also secretly sighed. Although his clone had dealt with Urai Yusuke and his friends before, it was due to the entrustment of Huanhai, and Fang Zheng himself had no conflict with them. But now, Fang Zheng and Asakura Ye and others have completely opposed each other, and neither side has the possibility of concession.

This is also natural. The so-called protagonist of the Hot-blooded comic will only be loved when the readers take it into the main character. However, from the perspective of a third party, most of the protagonists of Hot-blooded comics are typical of being stubborn, stupid, not distinguishing right from wrong, and not being right or wrong, and not being right or wrong.

Just like Asakura Ye, he always believed that there is no hopeless person in the world. As long as the person who can see the spirit is good, even if he does evil, he must have some difficulties.

But for Fang Zheng, it is your business to have your own difficulties, and it is mine to kill you. He will not care about the brotherhood between the man and his twenty-one spirits. If he dares to block his own way and do something to himself, then death is his inevitable ending.

Not to mention that this is still an American.

“……………………………”

At this moment, Asakura Ye and others on the opposite side also looked solemn, and their hearts were irritated. They had also discovered that the man in front of them was a very cruel and tricky person. Even if they united, they would not have much chance of winning. Not to mention that the other party has not summoned his terrifying dragon so far... However, it is not completely without a chance!

Looking at the headless corpse under Fang Zheng's feet, Makura Ye held the spring rain in his hand tightly.

"Amitabha Pills, ready to go!"

"Understand! Lord Ye!!"

"Drink ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Akura Ye jumped up, holding Chunyu tightly in his hand, and swung hard at Fang Zheng. At the same time, the Dragon of Wooden Sword, Holoholo, Daolian and others also unfolded their super spirit bodies and rushed towards Fang Zheng from all directions. They understood how powerful the man in front of them was. Since they were going to fight, they had to take the lead and would never give him a chance to counterattack!

However, in the face of the siege of everyone, Fang Zheng did not take action at the first time. Instead, he just lowered his head slightly.

“The World.”

In the blink of an eye, Makura Ye suddenly felt a huge force hitting his body directly, completely knocking him away, and a howling wind came from his ears. Then, Makura Ye hit the mountain wall next to him, then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. In front of him, the spring rain had been completely broken.

"Mr. Ye!!"

At this moment, Amitabha's holding Ling Amitabha Maru also hurriedly ran out and looked at Amitabha with anxiety.

"Are you okay?"

"I...is not bad..."

Asakura Ye gasped. He lowered his head and could clearly see a deep blood mark on his chest and abdomen, as if he had been sucked by a stick. Not only that, Chunyu, the famous sword he held in his right hand, had now been completely broken and turned into a pile of scrap iron. Then, he raised his head and looked around, and then he realized that his companions were also lying on the ground, motionless. The weapons in their hands were completely broken.

"With this level of power, I also want to become the psychic king?"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly and swung it casually. Then the two swords turned into Restia and Ester again, and the armor on his body also turned into flames and disappeared.

"Go home and practice hard, little kids, you are still far from here."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around and left.

I didn't expect that I would lose so badly...

Looking at the broken blade in his hand, Asakuraye smiled bitterly, but soon his expression became stiff.

"What's wrong? Lord Ye?"

Looking at Asakuraye's solemn expression, Amitabhamaru asked in confusion, while Asakuraye hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice.

"Amitabha Masa, did you see just now, how did that man take action?"

"Sorry, I didn't see this clearly below."

Faced with Asakura Ye's inquiry, Amitabha Maru lowered his head in disappointment. As a swordsman who became famous all over the world four hundred years ago, there was probably nothing more frustrating for him than this.

"So, have you seen how everyone's weapons were shattered?"

"This is really strange."

When Amitabha asked him about this question, Amitabha Maru immediately became energetic.

"To be honest, I even doubt whether my eyes were wrong, but... everyone seemed to be defeated at the same time."

"at the same time?"

"Yes, at the same time."

"How is this possible?"

Hearing Amitabha Maru's answer, Asakura Ye's face darkened. Although they launched an attack on Fang Zheng, in fact, only He and Dao Lian were the ones who launched the attack on the front, and the others were responsible for responding and assisting beside each other. It was also because of this that although they rushed towards Fang Zheng, the distance between them was long and short. It was not surprising that he and Dao Lian were defeated as the striker, but how could the Wooden Sword Dragon and Holo Holo, located on the side and behind, be defeated at the same time?

At the same time………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Thinking of this, Asakura Ye suddenly changed his expression slightly.

Could it be...how is this possible? Is this really possible?

"Mr. Ye?"

Seeing his master showing such a rare expression, Amitabha Maru asked in confusion. When he heard Amitabha Maru's voice, Asakura Ye also came to his senses and smiled at him.

"Sorry, nothing, I just thought of something......"

Speaking of this, Asakura Ye sighed silently in his heart.

If it is really the same as he thinks, then it will be almost impossible for him to become the psychic king...

For the Patch tribe, this psychic war was beyond their expectations.

Originally, a favorite who won the championship was almost eliminated as soon as possible, and for some reason, there were far fewer contestants coming here than expected.

And that "reason" is also bringing them a series of problems at this moment.

"You said, I stood directly at the gate of Patch Village and saw one blow over the other, will it be soon?"

"This is a violation of the rules, Mr. Founder."

"It's okay for me to take that great soul away."

"Of course not, Mr. Fang Zheng, this is also a violation of the rules."

"Breaking the rules? What happens if the rules are violated? If there is no special problem, then I'll just break the rules."

"this……………"

Looking at Fang Zheng in front of him, Shiba, one of the ten priests, was almost crying.

Why did you get such a plague god myself!!

When Fang Zheng first came to Patch Village, he directly found Xiba and asked if he could take away the great soul.

"Anyway, no one can beat me, then isn't the psychic king me? Is there any problem?"

Fang Zheng looked at it for granted when he should say this, and Xiba was stunned--but he had to admit that this man is really qualified to say this. After all, even the favorite to win the championship, the "King Ye" was beaten to pieces by him and ran away with his head in his arms.

As for other psychics, let alone, you should know that when Fang Zheng landed into a box, he opened the air directly, eliminated a large number of people, and offended a large number of people. These people naturally had no good feelings for him, but when Fang Zheng came here, all the psychics who saw him were so scared that they shut up and said nothing. Just looking at their appearance, it was hard to imagine that they could defeat Fang Zheng and become the psychic king.

But even so, Fang Zheng is not without weaknesses.

"Is this really good for you? Mr. Fang Zheng? You know, the next knockout round requires three people to form a team. If you can't find the other two teammates within the specified time, then you will be eliminated?"

That's right, this is also one of Fang Zheng's problems at present. After all, there is only one psychic king, and teaming up to participate is the next game requirement. If everyone wants, they can completely prevent Fang Zheng from finding the other two teammates. In this way, because it is impossible to form a three-person team, Fang Zheng will naturally be eliminated. If this is the case, then others will still have a way to compete for the next game.

"What's wrong with this?"

Hearing Xiba's inquiry, Fang Zheng put down the Coke in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"I have Restia and Ester, that's enough."

"But these two ladies are yours...bearing the spirit???"

Looking at Lestea and Ester who were eating fast food next to him, Siba asked in confusion. To be honest, even as the tenth priest, he couldn't figure out what these two girls were. The holding spirit? But where is there a psychic man who can realize his holding spirit twenty-four hours a day? Not to mention whether it can be done, it's so exhausting that he's exhausted. This is simply a meaningless waste of his spiritual power.

"Is there any problem? You just said that you wanted three people to participate in the competition, but you didn't necessarily require that all three people be psychics."

“………………………………………”

Good guy, it seems like this is true. After all, generally speaking, those who come to participate in the competition are psychics, and ordinary people don’t have the ability to come in. If someone forms a team like this, they will give away points to their opponents in vain. Therefore, when setting the rules, the ten priests did not consider that there would be people like Fang Zheng who would not play according to the rules.

"That's what I said..."

"Then I'll think about how to get the great soul away directly."

Seeing Fang Zheng clapping his hands and standing up, Xiba was so scared that he hurriedly pulled him.

"Please wait a moment, we will consider your proposal! Please wait a moment!"

Just kidding, if Fang Zheng really takes action here, then their Patch village will be completely destroyed!

Moreover, maybe he can really steal the great soul... This should be impossible.

After looking at Fang Zheng, Xiba suddenly felt that she was very unconfident.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

Fang Zheng patted Siba on the shoulder and smiled, while the latter nodded and stood up.

"I will go and discuss with other priests and elders now... to give you an answer."
Chapter completed!