The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 832: : 1 wave of winning streak

"Um, is your name Chen or something?" Fang Lin stared at Chen Wu for a while, then suddenly came out a word, almost fainting Chen Wu.

"Fang Lin! How dare you insult me ​​like this!" Chen Wu said angrily.

Fang Lin looked innocent. He really couldn't remember what this guy was called for a while. After all, he had only fought him once, and there was no intersection.

"Oh oh, I remember, is it called Chen Wu?" Fang Lin patted his forehead, and finally remembered Chen Wu's name.

Chen Wu felt that Fang Lin did this deliberately, deliberately humiliating and demeaning himself.

"Fang Lin, today I will wash away the shame of failure before!" Chen Wu roared, and the silver long sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Fang Lin looked at Chen Wu up and down, and said with a smile: "You haven't reached the spiritual vein yet."

Chen Wu coldly snorted: "The same is true for you, you are not qualified to speak of me before reaching the spirit vein!"

Fang Lin smiled and didn't say much. He didn't feel much about Chen Wu. Although he had fought against each other, he couldn't talk about hatred.

It was Chen Wu who had suffered a defeat in his own hands, so he regarded it as a shame and wanted to find his place.

It is a pity that Fang Lin has already left the country, and Chen Wu has no chance to fight Fang Lin again.

Now, the two have actually met in the battle of the Nine Kingdoms. For Chen Wu, this is definitely a good opportunity to wash away the shame of failure.

"Come on, let me see if your strength has improved after so long." Fang Lin waved his hand at Chen Wu, as if to give him some advice.

Chen Wu was angry, and when his figure moved, his whole body seemed to be completely fused with the sword in his hand, and the light of the sword struck like thunder.

Compared with the time of the Three Kingdoms Grand Tournament, Chen Wu's strength has indeed improved a lot, at least the power and speed of this sword are completely different.

Unfortunately, although Chen Wu has become a lot stronger, Fang Lin has become stronger and stronger to an unimaginable degree.

With one foot stepped out, Fang Lin's whole aura was released, as if a huge wave hit Chen Wu hard.

Chen Wu swung his sword vigorously, but unfortunately it didn't help. The whole person was still shaken and flew out.

"How is it possible?" Chen Wu stepped back again and again, finally stabilizing his figure, looking at Fang Lin in astonishment.

Fang Lin put his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, said: "Come on again, try your best to shoot."

Chen Wu gritted his teeth, Fang Lin's relaxed attitude made him feel humiliated.

"Dare to look down on me like this, you will regret it!" Chen Wu roared, opening the spiritual eye in front of his forehead, and whizzing out a long sword condensed by the power of the spiritual eye.

As soon as this sword appeared, it was filled with an extremely powerful aura. Even though this sword was not a physical entity, it was extremely solid. At first glance, it must have been conceived in Chen Wu's spiritual eyes for a long time.

Fang Lin sees this, and Chen Wu's sword is enough to hurt himself without any support.

At the moment, Fang Lin waved his fist, and the power of the unicorn spread out, transforming into a huge fist print, colliding with the long sword.

Fang Lin retreated slightly, with a bit of surprise on his face. He used Qilin martial arts by himself, but he didn't take much advantage. It can be seen that the power of Chen Wu's sword is indeed extraordinary.

Chen Wu wowed, spouting blood, the long sword that had been conceived for a long time with the power of the spiritual eye was shattered by Fang Lin's punch, which was really unacceptable for him.

"It's a pity, it's not a long time since your spiritual eye is opened. If this sword can be gestated for a longer time, it will be more powerful." Fang Lin said, shaking his head.

Chen Wu secretly hates in his heart. Of course he also knows this. Unfortunately, the opening time of his spiritual eye is too short, and the incubation time of this sword is not long, and the power can only reach this level.

"The Misty Three Kinds!" At the moment, Chen Wu felt his mind, and displayed his mastery, and the Misty Sect's three exquisite sword tricks flowed out.

These three sword moves are indeed exquisite and unusual. There are three swords in total, but it seems that thousands of sword lights appear at the same time, endlessly.

Fang Lin was calm and relaxed, and the unicorn battle clothes spread out, covering the whole body, and at the same time he displayed a finger in the sky.

Chen Wu's complexion changed drastically. He remembered this trick. It was under the finger of this sky that he would lose to Fang Lin.

Now, Fang Lin is performing this trick again, and it is more powerful than when the Three Kingdoms were compared.

True as the sky lowered a finger that kills all living beings. Chen Wu's three-style sword moves did not work on the unicorn suit. On the contrary, it was Chen Wu himself who had to face this powerful finger.

"Why should I lose with the same move?" Chen Wu roared, his whole body like crazy, unexpectedly burst out all his strength, swinging the last sword.

This last sword is also the strongest sword. It is the aggregation of all Chen Wu's strength. This sword has overdrawn everything about him. Whether he wins or loses, after one sword, he will lose the power to fight again.

Boom! ! !

The collision between the sword light and the finger light reached its extreme. Chen Wu's eyes went dark, his whole body softened, and he fell directly to the ground~IndoMTL.com~ Fang Lin was expressionless, looking at Chen Wu indifferently.

In this battle, there is no doubt that Fang Lin won, and from the beginning to the end, it was an overwhelming advantage, giving Chen Wu almost no chance.

This is a difference in strength. It is not comparable at all. Perhaps when the Three Kingdoms were compared, there was not much difference between the two.

But now, Fang Lin has completely left this Chen Wu behind, at a fundamentally different level.

Fang Lin's strength is enough to fight the spiritual veins without defeat, but Chen Wu can't even reach the spiritual veins. Even with some good means, he definitely cannot be Fang Lin's opponent.

"Enlarge the tripod and win thirty-nine games in a row."

In the Yunguo of the Lower Three Kingdoms, among the several big cities, many people are paying attention to Chen Wu's battle.

After all, Chen Wu is the arrogant of Yun Nation, and also the pride of Yun Nation. The fighters of Yun Nation are naturally very concerned and hope that Chen Wu can win.

But the warriors of the Yunguo never expected that Chen Wu would actually meet Fang Lin, the Xuanguo Fanglin who was once in the Three Kingdoms Competition and was so stunning.

"Is it really Fang Lin who defeated Chen Wu?"

"There is almost no change in appearance, it is definitely him!"

"Unexpectedly, Fang Lin has become so strong, the gap is too big."

"Such a character will eventually be like a Qianlong, and one day will take off."

·····

Winning thirty-nine games in a row didn't change Fang Lin's ranking much. He was still around 4,000.

The opponents Fang Lin encountered next were basically not characters that could be solved with one punch.

Fang Lin finally got serious, exerted his strength, defeated one opponent after another, and gradually climbed from four thousand to within two thousand.

Most of the month has passed since the first stage of the Battle of the Nine Kingdoms, with only the last ten days left.