Many people feel alert in their hearts that a freshman can actually challenge the sophomore strongman with a higher level. They are usually hard-working in their practice, but why is the gap so big?

People die when comparing people, and goods when comparing goods, some people just feel depressed, while others are more motivated and different people have different reactions. This also stems from their respective personalities, which creates their views on things.

Ji Wubing also felt that if he was just a freshman, he could defeat the sophomore strongman after several calculations. After many calculations, he could not.

Just as Ji Wubing was thinking, someone suddenly handed a letter of war to Ji Wubing. Ji Wubing opened it and saw that it was the letter of war issued by Fang Tianxing to him. The letter of war said that he wanted to challenge himself, and the challenge date was set tomorrow.

Soon, the story of Fang Tianxing continuing to dance to the battle with Ji Wubing spread. Some people think he is ignorant of life and death, while others think Fang Tianxing's courage is commendable and an admirable opponent.

After nightfall, Fang Tianxing was cross-legged, and there were still ten monthly tickets floating beside him. The spiritual power in the monthly tickets poured out, nourishing Fang Tianxing's injured body, speeding up the recovery of his injuries, and replenishing the blessing power of readers in his body.

Fang Tianxing's battle today was very fierce. Both his mind and his body were damaged, but he gained a lot. It can be said that the harm outweighed the benefits.

Fang Tianxing carefully considered his feelings in the competition, reflected on his shortcomings, and thought about the methods of improvement one by one. He hoped to make great improvements before challenging Ji Wubing.

Ji Wubing on the other side also constrained his mind. Before every battle, he calmed himself down, faced his opponent in the best state, and defended his undefeated myth.

Ji Wubing worked hard to write, constantly sublimating his fighting will. Calling is a battle, a battle with himself, defeating his laziness, defeating his slackness, and soothing his heart, so that he exudes endless sharpness like a sword.

The competition between the strong is the process of sharpening the sword. Treat yourself as a sword and constantly sharpen it with other swords. In this process, some not-sharp swords turned into scrap iron, and the truly precious swords became stronger and stronger, and eventually became a peerless one.

Divine weapon.

Who is scrap iron and who is the magic weapon is a question worth thinking about, and it also needs to see the truth from behind and distinguish between the superiority and inferiority.

Fang Tianxing quickly woke up from his deep sleep. It was just dawn and the morning sun shone. Fang Tianxing sat cross-legged towards the morning sun in front of the morning sun. The sunlight at this moment was warm but not scorching, carrying a trace of purple aura when the morning sun first rose, which was of great benefit to practice.

Fang Tianxing sat cross-legged on the roof, bathing in the rising sun, and many people sat cross-legged on high places like him, receiving the baptism of the rising sun.

Fang Tianxing also saw an acquaintance, Ji Wubing, who was also bathing in the morning sun. He saw that his whole body seemed to be covered with a fog, and the fog that could not be seen through. The sunlight was strangely twisted when it came to him, as if it was sucked in.

Fang Tianxing felt very surprised. Why this person hides himself so much? There must be many secrets in his body.

Why is he so afraid that others will see his secrets? There must be unusual secrets.

It was soon time when the competition started, Fang Tianxing stood on the stage. He bowed to Ji Wubing and said respectfully: "Senior, my junior is here to challenge me. I hope my senior will give you more advice."
Chapter completed!