When he saw him, Lu Ye felt that this guy was almost a Dharma cultivator, because basically all the fat people he knew in Kyushu were Dharma practitioners, and only Dharma practitioners could have such a body shape.

Looking at it now, it is indeed the case, but to Lu Ye's surprise, this guy has a very high level of attainment in the art of magic, and many spells are at his fingertips, emerging one after another.

What surprised Lu Ye even more was that there were many types of spells that this guy used.

Logically speaking, the spells performed by Faxiu have inherent limitations, and the root of this limitation is one's own attributes.

Everyone has different attributes, and practicing spells that match their own attributes can often get twice the result with half the effort and have great power, but if they practice spells that don't match their own attributes, the situation will be reversed.

But this fat man seems a bit bloated despite his size, but he seems to have no shortcomings in attributes. For a while, the spells he played are colorful and eye-catching.

Lu Ye dragged the saber and walked, his figure was moving up and down, and he used the saber from time to time to block the spells that he couldn't dodge, and the distance between them quickly narrowed.

If it is a battle of life and death, he has his own set of methods to deal with Faxiu. With the help of imperial weapons, he can kill Faxiu and suppress him.

But after all, this is not a life-and-death battle, and there must be Rizhaojing secretly paying attention, so some of his methods are not suitable to be exposed.

It can only be hard-topped like this! This is also the most conventional way of military training against law training.

Fortunately, after being promoted to Xingxiu, his strength has greatly increased, and he can deal with such a fierce offensive in front of him. Of course, this may have something to do with the opponent's lack of full strength.

Since it was a temptation, it was naturally impossible for the other party to make a deadly move.

The frenzied tide of spells surged, and Lu Ye was like a fish going in the opposite direction, shuttling among the colorful rays of light.

The fat man was startled!

He really didn't use all his strength, but under the premise of the same level of cultivation, his surge of spells is not so easy to break through, but this strange human boy on the opposite side forcefully pushes forward.

What kind of powerful background does this need? What kind of pure spiritual power? What kind of head iron is it?

Seeing that the distance was getting closer, he leaped forward, and while quickly retreating, he continued to urge the technique frantically.

However, it is of no use. If the fat man continues to stand in place and maintain the rhythm of his spells, it will be fine. When he retreats, his mind is distracted. Under the change of rhythm, the rhythm of the surge of spells has also been flawed. What experience does Lu Ye fight with? Rich, although these mistakes are fleeting, they are still accurately grasped by him, and the distance between him and the fat man is shortened more and more quickly.

Fatty's expression became flustered, and he made mistakes in performing spells several times, which made the situation worse.

In less than ten breaths, the distance between the two has reached ten feet!

Lu Ye jumped high, like an eagle hitting the sky, and when he fell, the long saber wheel turned like a moon.

Fatty's face was extremely pale, as if he had been terrified, feeling the ferocious power of this knife, he shouted: "My life is over!"

As he said this, he punched Lu Ye fiercely in the direction where Lu Ye was.

Under this punch, the void vibrated, and the fist that was punched became bigger rapidly, turning into the size of a house in the blink of an eye, covering the light in the sky, and even covering his own figure.

The paleness on Fatty's face also disappeared, replaced by a wicked smile that Lu Ye couldn't see.

If it is against someone who is familiar with him, his methods will definitely not have any effect, but he only met Lu Ye for the first time today. How could Lu Ye know what he is capable of? don't go.

All the previous things were just a disguise, and all they did was the outbreak of this punch.

Who would have thought that Faxiu would throw a fist?

Lu Ye thought about it. Faced with this sudden punch, he seemed to have expected it. His expression did not change at all. A brilliance bloomed on the simple and unpretentious Panshan knife, blessed by the divine edge, full of spiritual power and vitality. It exploded.

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