Fang Yan's eyes were slightly stern, and he said to Jiang Qin, Yuan Lin and the others: "You two go back to the hotel with them to have breakfast. I have some personal matters to take care of."
Jiang Qin didn't notice the danger and wanted to continue staying with Fang Yan. He asked in confusion, "What else?"
"I feel a little uncomfortable." Fang Yan said, holding his stomach. He looked in unbearable pain.
"Hateful." Jiang Qin said coquettishly. How come the great master who was just a generation of immortals has become a poor guy with diarrhea in the blink of an eye? Can you stay beautiful and great in the hearts of others for a little longer? Of course, in Jiang Qin's opinion, Fang Yan is also beautiful and great now.
Isn’t truth just another kind of beauty and greatness
Jiang Qin pointed ahead and said, "I see a toilet around the corner. Go over there quickly. If you come back late, there will be nothing to eat."
"You guys eat first. No need to wait for me." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin glanced at Fang Yan, then laughed and chased after the group of Class 9. After a short time together, they had become very familiar with Fang Yan's students. It didn't matter if they were unfamiliar with them. The boys were very attentive to the two little lolis, and the girls also thought they were pretty and cute. In addition, they were outgoing and sweet-talking, so it was easy for them to get along with the equally young students of Class 9.
By the time all the students had left, most of the people on this line of gorge had also left.
Fang Yan walked towards the slope at the corner of the mountain, stood at the foot of the slope, looked up at the long-haired man sitting on the big rock, and said, "Drinking strong liquor and watching the scorching sun. It's really cool and comfortable."
The long-haired man tilted his head back and took a sip of the strong liquor, his throat trembling with gulps. Perhaps because he drank too fast and too hastily, or perhaps because the liquor was too spicy and too strong, his face suddenly turned red.
Phew-----
He spat out the liquor in his mouth, then wiped the corner of his mouth with his dirty grey sleeve, looking quite disheveled.
Fang Yan laughed, pointed at the long-haired man and said, "At most you only weigh one pound. Why bother pretending to be a drunkard like that old drunkard? Take my advice, find an image designer to help you create a new image - the image of vicissitudes and desolation does not suit you."
The long-haired man was full of anger, and said, "He used to be my idol. He still is. I drank so much, and I didn't choke every time. Besides, I didn't come here to compete with you in drinking."
"So what are you doing here?"
"kill."
"Kill who?"
"kill you."
"Why?"
"I was entrusted by someone."
"You haven't had your hair cut for a long time."
"Two years, four months, and twenty-seven days, since the day I was defeated by you, I have ignored you."
"You never wash your clothes?"
"-----I took it off and washed it. Then I put it on again after washing it." The long-haired man felt a little embarrassed. It was as if he had done something to offend Fang Yan.
Fang Yan's eyes widened with anger, and he cursed, "Baililu, you liar, you are not trustworthy and you don't keep your promise. What was agreed upon during the competition? In this game, no matter who is the loser, he can't cut his hair or wash his clothes until he defeats his opponent again. Did you do that?"
"What can I do?" Baili Lu retorted with a red face and thick neck. "What can I do? I didn't take care of my hair, and I didn't wash my clothes. They all went bad. I could smell the stench from a hundred miles away. My father was guarding the door with a spear and wouldn't let me in. What can I do? Can I still wear those clothes?"
"That's your business. What does it have to do with me? You did the laundry secretly, that's cheating-----"
"I cheated, but I told you honestly - I, I - if it were you, could you do it? You would cheat too."
"You are framing me." Fang Yan said, waving his arms. "I have no relationship with your sister, but you insist that I would peek at her bathing if I had the chance - but have I ever done such a thing? No. Have I ever thought about doing such a thing? Never."
"How dare you bully my sister?" Baili Lu suddenly jumped up from the boulder and said, "Let's fight again today to avenge the defeat we suffered two years, four months and twenty-seven days ago. Fang Yan, we will fight to the death on the top of Xixia Mountain."
Fang Yan shook his head and sighed, saying: "Today is not suitable for a fight to the death, let's fight another day."
"Why not?"
"If we didn't talk so much nonsense at the beginning and just started fighting to the death, it would be exciting and enjoyable. It would show the style of a master. Now you deliberately tease me and talk so much nonsense, which immediately destroys the tense and solemn atmosphere. Will Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng talk so much nonsense before the battle?"
Baililu thought about it and said, "No."
"Will Dongfang Bubai and Ren Woxing talk so much nonsense before the battle?"
Baililu thought about it again and said, "No."
"Who would talk so much nonsense before a fight?"
"Who would?"
"A gangster who hangs out with the aunties in the vegetable market."
"--------"
"Are you willing to fight like a gangster or a market auntie?"
"No."
"Then let's go back." Fang Yan waved his hand and said decisively. "Next time, let's pick a good day and show what we have learned. We will fight to the death."
Baili Lu refused and said, "I won't leave. Since I'm here, I can't just leave like that. I promised others that I would kill you. If I leave, you will definitely brag to others that you defeated the enemy with a few words and beat people without using your hands. Others will call me a coward. I won't fall for your tricks."
"Am I that kind of person?" Fang Yan was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"You are that kind of person." Baili Lu's face was full of contempt. "When I was seventeen, I first challenged you. You said you were not feeling well today and asked me to come back in three days. I had just walked out of your house, and you had someone spread the word that you defeated me with one move and I ran away in embarrassment. This is not the first time you have done this."
Fang Yan was embarrassed and said, "Misunderstanding. There were some misunderstandings in that incident. Those bastards asked me if I had a chance of defeating you, and I said I could defeat the enemy with one move. As a result, these guys went out and exaggerated. How could I joke about my own personality and reputation?"
"I don't care. You must fight me today." Baili Lu said stubbornly.
Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. Then I'll just beat you up. Let me make it clear, today is not a good day to fight to the death-----"
Before Fang Yan finished his words, a huge gourd flew towards where he was standing.
boom-----
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and it felt like the whole earth was shaking.
The huge noise echoed in the ears, almost piercing the eardrums.
The grass and trees were splashed and the gravel turned to ash.
A large round hole was created by the heavy wine gourd where Fang Yan had just stood.
"Baililu, you dare to attack me by surprise." Fang Yan shouted as he waved away the dust and smoke in front of him.
"If I don't make a sneak attack, then it's your turn." While Baili Lu was speaking, his huge body had already leaped down from the boulder.
He stepped heavily on the side of the wine gourd with his big feet, and with a flick of his toes, the wine gourd flew from the ground into his hand.
He held the gourd handle and swung the huge wine gourd towards Fang Yan's head.
The people of the Baili family are naturally strong, and this 108-jin semi-solid copper gourd is like a toy in his hands.
Whoosh----
The wind howled wildly, carrying with it the power to destroy the world.
Fang Yan had already witnessed the power of this bronze gourd in that attack just now. It could smash stones and even create a big hole in the hard cement floor. How could a flesh and blood body resist it
Of course Fang Yan would not fight head-on, because that would be a sign of mental disorder.
However, simply avoiding it won't work.
Baili Lu's strength was unmatched, and it would take a while for him to use up all his strength. If his attacks were allowed to form momentum, then Fang Yan would have no choice but to be controlled by him and passively cope with the situation.
Fang Yan needs to seize the momentum and fight back.
His feet were on the ground, his body in a wobbly tumbler position.
boom-----
The wine gourd was getting closer and closer, and a strong wind was blowing.
Fang Yan's face felt burning with pain, as if he had been cut by the wind.
Coming in a moment!
Fang Yan moved.
His body leaned back, and his feet were fixed in place like nails at the knees without moving an inch.
call-----
The wine gourd was swung across his upper body.
Baili Lu laughed loudly, then took back the wine gourd in his hand, raised it high, and smashed it down towards the top of Fang Yan's head.
call------
Fang Yan's body just moved slightly to the side, avoiding the attack of the wine gourd again.
call------
This time it came directly from the side, and the attack location was also the middle part that was difficult to avoid: the chest.
call----
The fourth attack failed!
call-----
The fifth time he failed again.
call------
call------
call------
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Fang Yan stretched out his hand.
He took the initiative to stretch out his slender right hand towards the wine gourd.
As if it had no bones, it stuck to the belly of the wine gourd.
Tai Chi is a circle. The wine gourd is a circle.
Tai Chi is a wine gourd, and the wine gourd is Tai Chi.
He can travel a hundred miles with great effort and use little force to achieve great results.
Baili Lu hit him with great force, but he just let the wind blow him like a willow and let him be so arrogant.
He holds the circle with one hand, draws the circle with one hand. One hand is the circle.
As he rowed, the wine gourd was out of Baili Lu's control and became a sharp weapon in Fang Yan's hand.
Circles within circles, people and Tai Chi become one. This is the true meaning of the heart of Tai Chi.
The 108-jin copper wine gourd was spinning and jumping in Fang Yan's palm and wrist. Fang Yan did not use any force. He borrowed the force of Baili Lu and the gravity of the wine gourd itself.
"Damn it." Baili Lu lost his gourd, roared, and ran towards Fang Yan desperately.
Fang Yan stretched out his left hand and pushed hard.
boom----
The wine gourd was spinning at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and then it smashed towards Baili Lu's body.
boom!
Baili Lu's body flew backwards and fell towards the Yixianxia Grand Canyon not far away. (To be continued)