"This kid has been in the library for a whole year. After reading so many books, he has gained more than just a skill!"

The middle-aged man sighed in his heart, but his hands were not slow at all.

He saw his hands split out, forming a movement that was a little bit like Tai Chi but was countless times more exquisite than Tai Chi. He swept through one hand, like a black hole, gathering all the attribute light in his hands.

Then the other hand shot out and a white light shot in.

Although it does not look colorful, Fang Chengdian clearly felt the power of ten different attributes in this white light.

Simply put, this move is simply the attack I just fought.

"The two rituals of positive and negative, and the sixth-level spells of martial arts practitioners, only movements and true qi fluctuations, and did not bless the true meaning of martial arts. Therefore, the power of the attack I issued was not enhanced at all."

Fang Cheng recognized the origin of this move at a glance.

"The key to cracking this move is..."

Fang Cheng raised his palm and formed a knife, hiding behind him.

The moment the light was about to arrive, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed it.

Then he saw a sword light flashing, and the light was shattered, and ten colors flashed in it. It turned around and was held by him in his hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he thought to himself: "The third-level spell blitzkrift and sword slash? No, it's just one of the tricks, but the slashing speed is more than ten times faster than the maximum limit of the original spell, so he can cut it with one knife!"

Of course, middle-aged people also know that this is also the reason for letting go of water. Otherwise, the real sixth-level spell, not to mention ten times the speed, even fifty times the speed, would never be able to cut it down.

It can be seen from this that the water placed by middle-aged people in this trick is enough to fill a lake.

After the ten-colored light returned to Fang Cheng's hand, it only stayed for five seconds before Fang Cheng rubbed it together, forming a ball, and then it was thrown back directly by him.

This time, it was not as peaceful as before. The colorful orbs and the unsettling irritable aura seemed to explode at any time.

"The magic trick is used to dismantle magic, but the original spell was used to explode. This guy actually used it on spells, relying on the rejection of ten different attributes to create an explosion effect. In this way, he can directly control it. If I continue to use the positive and negative boxing technique, I am afraid that before I can absorb this energy, he will directly detonate! Haha, why do this kid read all kinds of books!"

Although I thought this way in my heart, the middle-aged man was actually not panicked at all. When he reached out, he saw a star dot the size of a little fingernail, emitting a slight brilliance, floating towards the energy ball that could explode at any time.

When the two came into contact, Fang Cheng felt ruthless and wanted to control the explosion. He saw that the ball of light dissipated into ten different attributes of energy, slowly dissipating.

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up and he thought to himself: "At this time, he actually used the Andu Soul Curse. This second-level spell was originally just a ghost who was irritable and was affected by resentment and lost his mind, but under his strengthening, he could actually save the bursting energy. Unexpectedly, he really didn't expect it!"

"Young man," said the middle-aged man: "The first thing I did was your attack just now, let's take a look at mine!"

After saying that, a ball of flame was blowing out and bombarding.

In this way, the two of them fought back and forth.

The specific identity of the middle-aged man in front of him is unknown, but whether it is the skill of moving randomly in the library before, the various spells and the skill of adjusting power that he has shown now, it is enough to prove his power.

Fang Cheng learned very few spells during this year's reading process, but he learned a lot of skills.

He heavily used one of the techniques of a certain spell to strengthen the use of another spell, thus creating an unexpected result and enhancing the power of the spell.

Coupled with the gains from the illusion, Fang Cheng dared not say that he was the person with the widest knowledge in this world, but he definitely exceeded 99% of the monks in this world.

With the middle-aged man's release, Fang Cheng used his skills to fight with this middle-aged man without losing his advantage. He also learned more skills and more combat methods from the process of casting spells.

On the other hand, Fang Cheng's wonderful ideas also brought some inspiration to middle-aged people.

The fight between the two is more like a very alternative technical exchange.

However, middle-aged people who lived longer, read more, and studied more deeply, won the victory.

Because both sides presuppose this is a technical exchange, neither side uses repetitive skills. Especially Fang Cheng, most of the skills he used were cracked on the spot by the other party. If used again, the embarrassing person must be himself.

Under such circumstances, after the two of them had been fighting each other for a full day, Fang Cheng finally used all his skills and said, "Senior, I am already in the end of my skills, and I have no tricks to do."

The middle-aged man smiled happily and said, "So you gave up on your own?"

Fang Cheng's eyes turned and said, "This time I lost, but I don't admit defeat. When I complete my skills, I will work hard to practice. When I enter the golden elixir, I will challenge my seniors again!"

The middle-aged man saw through Fang Cheng's intention at a glance and smiled and said, "You are such a clever little ghost. Come on, show me your skills. If I can see the direction of improvement, I will naturally remind you."

This time, Fang Cheng did not refuse and directly handed the exercises in his arms to the middle-aged man.

"Have you asked for the name of the senior yet?"

"If you have a name, it doesn't matter anyway. You can call me your name, Park Joo-ji."

Fang Cheng's eyes moved.

Park Joo-zi is the first disciple of Qingfu Zhenren, with a peak of Jindan cultivation and is best at formations. It is said that he has changed the Blessed Land Formation in the Sword Seal Holy Palace once, and his power has increased by more than three times, but no one has ever dared to test the power of the Blessed Land Formation, so no one knows whether this value is really.

In addition, the design of the core, inner and outer three rings was also carried out by Park Joo-ko.

He also occupies an important place in the research and use of teleportation arrays.

Compared with these achievements, his achievements were few, and the ones well-known to the world were only once against the Sword Emperor who came to the Sword Seal Holy Palace to seek advice, but he lost.

Many people say that Park Joo-ko is good at studying formations, but her combat effectiveness is not high.

Fang Cheng didn't know whether he was tall or not. He had never fought with the monks at the peak of Jindan, so he naturally didn't know how strong he was in that realm.

While thinking about it, Park Joo-ji had already started to look through the martial arts and walked while watching, Fang Cheng followed closely behind.

The two of them came to a table and sat down and watched quietly.
Chapter completed!