C141 Take out your spear!
C141 Take out your spear!
Fang Baiyu held the sword in his hand, and in front of Long Bufan, his aura that was originally restrained suddenly changed, his gaze becoming like a materialized sword aura, piercing straight into people's hearts.
If the Fang Baiyu below the stage had always been like a gentle young man, then now that he was standing on the stage, he had the quality of a sword, sharp, sharp, cold, and murderous!
Fang Baiyu pointed his sword at Long Bufan and said: "As early as half a year ago, I have heard of your achievements and have never had the chance to meet you. I am very curious about this."
"However, now ?" Fang Baiyu took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with a bright light, as if he was a star in the night.
"I have to admit, your talent has already surpassed mine. You are currently only seventeen years old, and I did not have this strength when I was your age two years ago, but the more it is like this, the more excited I become, the more excited I become, the stronger the growth of peerless Rankers requires a huge stage, and the position of first in the outer hall competition in the past is completely meaningless to me, Fang Baiyu! I am even afraid that my eyes will be covered by the title of first place slowly, and I will just sit in the well and watch the sky! "Thus, I have always been low-key in my training and have never participated in any ranking sect competitions."
"Until you showed up! If you surpass you, I will similarly become the main character of this era. The higher your talent, the more fighting spirit I have, Long Bufan, don't disappoint me! "
Long Bufan looked at Fang Baiyu weirdly, he did not expect the quiet Fang Baiyu to talk so much.
Long Bufan naturally wanted to make the opening statement, and so he slowly said: "My life is bumpy and rough, I was born with constant battles, and was fighting for my country in the past. Now, I am fighting for myself. In this world, from the moment I stepped onto the road of martial arts, I have made the decision to one day bring my 'spear' and break through the shackles of fate to fight for what belongs to me and control my own destiny! "
"Now, what I want to say is, if you want to be my destined opponent, then I will tell you. I will not disappoint you, but whether or not you can keep up with my footsteps depends on your own skill!"
When Long Bufan said this sentence, everyone present was shocked.
This speech was just too arrogant. If a servant warrior were to speak such arrogant words, he would probably make the Inner hall disciple in the audience, who had high expectations, laugh their heads off. But now, no one laughed, Long Bufan had the ability to say such words!
This was because Yang Feng, who was half a step into the Origin Core Stage, could already be defeated or even killed by him. The level of his strength meant that he was qualified to become a Inner hall disciple. If he was the enemy of such a decisive and ruthless person, then the word 'terrifying' could only be used to describe him.
"Alright!" Fang Baiyu laughed, "Long Bufan, take out your spear!"
This energy filled voice was like a thunderclap that resounded throughout the entire plaza!
"Take out your spear!"
"Take out your spear!"
"Take out your spear!"
The echo pierced through the clouds, reverberating between the heaven and earth.
In that moment, the atmosphere of the entire competition lit up, the thunderous cheers sounded once again. This time, the cheers were not for Fang Baiyu, but for the pinnacle of the competition!
Long Bufan muttered to himself irresolutely. When he looked at Fang Baiyu, he had a feeling that it was hard to estimate. The other party was so calm and confident, so naturally, he had the qualifications to be so confident.
Then, Long Bufan turned his right hand, and the black gun appeared in his palm. The body of the spear that was engraved with wind system runes faintly emitted a cyan light.
"This is the gun you were talking about?!"
Fang Baiyu looked at the spear in Long Bufan's hand in astonishment, including the spectators, their expressions were all stunned. According to their knowledge of weapons, guns were a type of weapon that had a sharp point on its handle, it was around seven feet two inches long. The spearhead was made of refined iron, and its style was mainly used for piercing.
How could it be this kind of strange and short weapon? Furthermore, this seemed to be the 'spear' that Long Bufan used to break through the stage's protective barrier.