Ninjas are not gods or ghosts. They are also human beings.
They are like spies and killers, but their profession is more special than that of teachers, students, programmers and advertising planners.
Junior ninjas are called Genin, and those who are good at strategy and assassination are called Jonin. That's all.
As long as they are human, they may be killed.
Therefore, Fang Yan was not afraid.
He knew that the ninja's target was him, but he was also worried that if the ninja found that he could not kill the target, would he vent his anger on the innocent students in the box
Fang Yan's worries were not unnecessary.
As he was thinking this, a sharp blade energy slashed towards Jiang Qin who was sitting next to him.
The box was like a closed black box. One could only smell murderous intent but no light or shadow.
Apparently, the ninja changed his attack method or coated the blade with some black material to make it lose its bright color. The blade merged with the darkness and became a ghost that harvested lives.
Fang Yan closed his eyes and sat on the sofa without moving.
The killer chose to attack Jiang Qin, which actually made him feel at ease.
This doesn't mean that he doesn't care about Jiang Qin, but because he knows that ninjas are not really for killing.
If he wanted to kill these students, he could have chosen those students who were far away from Fang Yan or the children sitting next to him. Why would he go to such lengths to attack Jiang Qin who was in close contact with Fang Yan
He wanted to create chaos and shake Fang Yan's determination.
When Fang Yan rushed to rescue him in a hurry, he just took the opportunity to attack Fang Yan.
He just wanted to kill Fang Yan. This was also the result that Fang Yan was happy to accept.
When masters fight, they compete not only in their kung fu skills, but also in their ability to judge the situation and their wisdom in responding to the challenge.
Fang Yan did not try to intercept the ninja's sword.
He picked up a bottle of beer in front of him and threw it towards the place where the murderous aura was most intense.
At the same time, his body jumped up and rushed after the wine bottle.
Snap!
The long knife cut open the bottle again, and then stabbed Fang Yan behind the bottle without any pause.
If it hits, Fang Yan will be pierced through by this blow.
However, Fang Yan seemed to be unaware of the danger and rushed straight towards the black long sword like an idiot.
If you can see with your naked eyes, you will find that Fang Yan's sprint speed is very fast, like a fox and a rabbit, like thunder roaring across the nine continents, and lightning flashing for nine thousand miles.
Moreover, his body seems to be running in a straight line, but this straight line is just a visual illusion.
With three steps and three shakes, the figure splits. One is real and the other is real, the real and the fake are real, making it hard to tell the real from the fake.
Drunken Crane Riding the Wind!
This is one of the steps in Fang's Tai Chi, and it was developed based on the original 'Three Crazy Steps' by the famous old drunk in the family after he got really drunk.
The body can be transformed from one into three, and three into millions. It is extremely difficult to grasp. Many people have suffered great losses when fighting against it.
This is why no one dares to underestimate the old drunkard even though he has fallen to such a state. Who knows if this is his alternative way of cultivating the Tao with his autistic mind and self-destructive physique? How could anyone despise the number one martial artist back then
Fang Yan had a close relationship with the old drunkard since he was a child, and even after his personality changed drastically, he could still talk to him. This was also the reason why he was able to learn the Drunken Crane Riding the Wind.
In this world, there are only three people who can ride the wind like a drunk crane.
It’s not that people are unwilling to learn, but that those who know how to learn are unwilling to teach.
Needless to say, the old drunkard only cares about alcohol and doesn't care about the family affairs. He lives a life of drunkenness and dreams every day, and he spends more time drunk than when he is sober.
The other two people who learned this drunk crane riding the wind were Ye Wenrou and Fang Yan. Ye Wenrou also liked wine, and she could drink a lot without getting drunk.
Whenever the old drunkard wanted to find someone to accompany him when drinking, Ye Wenrou was the most suitable person. The two of them got to know each other through drinking, and it seemed that the relationship between Ye Wenrou and the old drunkard was even deeper than that between Fang Yan and the old drunkard.
Who made Fang Yan unwilling to drink with the old drunkard
Ye Wenrou does know how to perform the Drunken Crane Riding the Wind, but even if people knew that she could do it, who would dare to ask her to learn it
Fang Yan also knew how to do it, and he also thought about teaching this footwork to Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan. But the result was not ideal. They knew the Three Crazy Steps very well, and it was effortless to do them. But when this Drunken Crane Riding the Wind performed it, they either fell on the spot or bumped and banged like a fat pig or a skinny sheep, and it was completely powerless.
The drunk crane rides the wind. The crane must first get drunk before it can find the feeling of riding the wind.
Being drunk is not real drunkenness, but intoxication of the heart. It is forgetfulness, confusion, and also natural unity.
whoosh!
The ninja slashed at Fang Yan with his sword.
empty!
whoosh!
Lightning retracted the knife and chopped again.
Empty again!
whoosh!
The third knife!
Still empty.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh-----
The air was filled with sword energy and murderous intent.
However, no matter how the ninja chopped left and right, swung his sword again and again, he could not touch Fang Yan's body at all.
Not a leaf can be added, not a feather can be dropped.
This is the highest realm of Tai Chi, and also the true meaning of Drunken Crane Riding the Wind.
The knife has no flash, but it carries murderous intent.
Sword energy is also Qi, and where there is Qi there is strength.
Fang Yan's body is a leaf and a feather.
The knife hadn't arrived yet, but the energy had already been released and Fang Yan's body had already dodged in advance.
You slap a balloon, but before you slap it, the balloon flies away. It's the same as the drunken crane riding the wind.
One move ahead, every step ahead. Seize all opportunities and chances.
The ninja drew and retracted his sword extremely quickly, and countless sword auras surrounded his body, making it difficult for Fang Yan to move forward.
However, wielding an empty sword is both exhausting and physically demanding. It is not a good idea to just keep swinging and slashing like this.
As a ninja who was elusive and hard to guard against, he almost mistakenly thought that he had seen a fellow ninja who was more skilled than him.
He swung his sword as fast as heavy rain, so why couldn't he keep up with Fang Yan's rhythm
Fang Yan stretched his body and flashed behind the ninja, avoiding his thirty-seven consecutive sword attacks, and punched at his unprotected heart on his back.
boom----
The wind was blowing hard and Fang Yan's fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.
This punch was as heavy as a mountain of star stone. When the fist attacked, it was like a huge meteorite pressing towards the ninja's chest.
The ninja turned around and swung his sword 360 degrees.
Fang Yan did not dodge, and his fist of flesh and blood destroyed the world.
The ninja did not avoid it either, and the blade of his long sword cut through the air, destroying everything along the way.
Fang Yan's fist accelerated again.
The fist is shorter than the sword, but arrives earlier than the sword.
As long as he punched the ninja's body, pierced his body, smashed his chest, and knocked his body away - the knife in his hand probably wouldn't be able to cut himself.
call----
A gust of wind passed by.
The punch missed!
The knife disappeared!
The person is missing too!
There was a flash of light at the door, and the box became quiet again.
In this small space, the two men fought fiercely, but did not hurt the students at all.
In their eyes, this mustard seed space was as majestic and vast as Mount Sumeru, with no end in sight.
The door of the box was pushed open, and a waitress in uniform stood at the door and asked, "What are you doing in this box? Why don't you turn on the lights?"
The light from outside shone in, and everyone in the box felt like they were seeing the light of day again.
The heavy, stuffy feeling in my chest disappeared, and the fear that was driving me crazy due to the tension and oppression was gone too.
They didn't know what had happened, but they knew it must be something bad. It was like a ghost, a real ghost, lingering among them. They couldn't tell who it was, and they couldn't escape, so they could only stay in the same room with the vengeful ghost.
"Turn on the light." Fang Yan explained. "We are playing a little game----"
Papapapa-----
Before Fang Yan finished explaining, the waiter turned on all the lights in the box and stared at Fang Yan and the students in the box with unfriendly eyes. When he saw that their clothes were intact and there was nothing unusual about them, his expression eased a little, and he warned in a cold voice: "We have a rule here. Pornography, gambling and drugs are prohibited in the box. Once discovered, we will call the police immediately."
Pornography, gambling and drugs
Fang Yan smiled bitterly. Who did she take them for
When the waiter saw the situation inside the box, his face became extremely embarrassed again.
She walked quickly to the middle of the box, pointed at the marble coffee table that was cut in two, and asked sharply, "What's going on? How did the coffee table become like this? What are you guys playing at----"
"Oh my god, the couch is torn too - you cut up the couch too - and the microphone, and the wall -"
Fang Yan waved his hand to stop her from shouting and said, "We'll pay. All of it."
"-------" After getting the answer he wanted, the waiter shut up tactfully.
The club manager also came and calculated with a computer, and asked Fang Yan to compensate them 25,000 yuan. Of course, the original item was not worth this price, but they had a compensation price list in their club. This price was naturally several times more expensive than the actual price.
Yuan Lin took out her wallet to pay the bill, and Fang Yan handed over his bank card.
The ninjas came because of him, so how could he let a little girl pay for him
After finishing the work here, Fang Yan looked at Yuan Lin and Jiang Qin and said, "You two should go back and think carefully, and don't make a decision easily. I think that since Miss Xia Tian values you, she is willing to give you more time to think. It's already late, you should go back and rest early."
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looked at Fang Yan, nodded silently and left. Especially Jiang Qin, she guessed some of the things that happened in the box, but she was smart enough not to ask questions.
After the students left, Fang Yan looked at Xia Tian and said, "Do you need me to take you home?"
"Are you a gentleman?" Xia Tian asked back.
Fang Yan thought for a moment and said, "I'm a master's degree holder."
On the marble floor beneath their feet, spots of bright red blood were scattered. (To be continued)