"It looks like this woman is not Teacher Fang's mother----" Tang Cheng finally realized that something was wrong and said aloud. "We were deceived by Teacher Fang.
"------" Qin Yitian felt quite speechless. It wasn't 'we' who were deceived by Teacher Fang, it was you, an idiot, who was deceived by Teacher Fang, okay? I never believed it at all.
Qianye Xun turned to look at Qin Yitian and asked in English: "What happened? This woman - why did she come to beat up Teacher Fang Yan? In front of so many students - isn't this a very rude thing to do?"
Chiba Xun couldn't understand Chinese, and had no way of hearing the conversation between Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou on the stage. He didn't know that this matter was closely related to his father Chiba Bingbu.
"This is a free competition between Chinese warriors." Qin Yitian said. "Kill one person every 10 steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles - fencing like a knight, fearless, this is the style of a true warrior."
Tang Cheng didn't think so. It was obvious that Mr. Fang had done something wrong and the woman came to him to beat him up in revenge. In the eyes of the beholder, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. This saying is really true. Even though Mr. Fang was beaten up like this, in Qin Yitian's eyes, he was still a knight who fought and sparred with swordsmen. Is there such a hero
Of course, Tang Cheng is not stupid. He would not expose Qin Yitian’s cover-up in front of international friends in public.
He leaned back and spoke to Qin Yitian and Qianye Xun, saying, "People who practice martial arts value freedom the most. Freedom of thought, spirit, and behavior. Only in this way can one become a true martial arts master. It is normal for people who practice martial arts to help others when seeing injustice or to fight when there is a disagreement. It doesn't matter what the occasion is or who is watching. "
Seeing Qin Yitian's eyes sweeping over him, Tang Cheng's heart beat faster and he said, "Teacher Fang Yan is an extremely rare Tai Chi master. After his deeds spread, it is natural for some people to come and challenge him. Because - China is a country where everyone loves martial arts."
"Thank you, Tang Chengjun." Qianye Xun said with gratitude. "I understand. Because Teacher Fang Yan is famous, people will constantly come to challenge him, right?"
She thought of her father. When her father first debuted, he often encountered such challenges. However, since her father became the best swordsman in the East, such challenges have become less and less, and finally there are no more.
When you are close to your competitors, they will be jealous of you and try every possible means to surpass you.
When you leave your competitors far behind, they will only envy and admire you.
This is human nature!
"Does this mean that Teacher Fang Yan is not strong enough?" Qianye Xun thought to himself. Then in the match between my father and Teacher Fang Yan, my father will definitely not lose, right
"What a remarkable woman she is." Chiba Xun said as she looked at Ye Wenrou on the stage.
"Really?" Qin Yitian had a bright smile on his face.
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Fang Yan's expression became extremely solemn.
Looking at Ye Wenrou who was waving at him, he asked in a deep voice: "How strong is he?"
“Very strong.”
"you know?"
"The old drunkard knows."
"Has Chiba Hyobu been to China before?"
"Ten years ago, the old drunkard traveled to the East to challenge the thirteen sword sects on the island. He once fought with Chiba Bingbu." Ye Wenrou said.
"Lose?"
"The old drunkard said that Chiba Bingbu's swordsmanship was not mature enough at that time." Ye Wenrou said.
"I understand." Fang Yan nodded. "This time, I will do my best."
The feet are slightly staggered, the toes naturally draw a circle, the arms and hands are stretched out, moving up and down like a bird flapping its wings.
Keep the middle and use the middle, meditation and return to the truth.
Fang Yan's mind was peaceful, and his seven senses became one.
He forgot everything around him. This was not a classroom, nor was he standing in an auditorium with hundreds of people. He was on the flat grassland, on the top of a mountain where he could reach out to catch the sun and the moon, on the bank of the Yangtze River, on the vast beach.
Forget yourself, who you are, what you came for, why you left. No intrigue, no conspiracy, no conspiracy, no cause, no effect, man and Tai Chi become one.
I am Tai Chi, and my intention is Tai Chi.
This time, Fang Yan chose to take the initiative to attack.
Fang performed the Plum Blossom Step and circled around where Ye Wenrou was.
He walked faster and faster, and his body became weaker and weaker, like a phantom.
The arc of his arms was moving faster and faster, like a fan running at full power.
If you pay close attention, you will find that Fang Yan's running trajectory is a circle, and the angle of his hands waving is also a circle. There is no Tai Chi without a circle, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou just happen to form the yin and yang poles of Tai Chi.
The landing was silent, and white smoke rolled up.
The lights above were still as bright as ever, but in front of everyone, under the eyes of countless people, Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou's bodies just disappeared.
They formed a circle, and were enveloped by a substance that was either dust or white gas. It was airtight.
The audience had no idea what was going on and felt that the plot was getting worse and worse.
Because they can't understand or see clearly.
It was still the kind of punch-to-flesh scene I saw before, even better than the scene where Ye Wenrou hit Fang Yan on the head with a textbook-----
What on earth are they doing
Just when everyone was watching in confusion, a huge explosion suddenly and violently rushed into their ears.
boom-----
The white smoke dissipated!
Everyone felt pain in their eardrums, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou finally appeared in front of everyone again.
The difference was that Ye Wenrou stood still, while Fang Yan was pushed to the corner of the curtain several meters away.
There was blood at the corners of Fang Yan's mouth and nose, and he looked seriously injured.
"Is this the end?"
“Isn’t this stunt too fake?”
“Could this be the legendary gas explosion?”
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If the atmosphere wasn't so weird and depressing, some people would have jumped up and said they wanted to change the channel. What the hell is going on here
"Is that all?" Ye Wenrou looked at Fang Yan who was blasted away by her in the distance and said, "The law of the unity of yin and yang in the realm of Tai Chi?"
Is that all
Fang Yan's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his heart was bleeding too.
He really used the law of the unity of yin and yang in the realm of Tai Chi. I am Tai Chi, my mind is Tai Chi. Everything in the world is Tai Chi.
His steps were in circles, and his palms were also in circles. He spun along Ye Wenrou, trying to use his anode to "fuse" Ye Wenrou's cathode.
The law of the unity of yin and yang, as long as Ye Wenrou was "united" by him, then she would become his lamb to be slaughtered. Whether to beat her, kill her, or kiss her and touch her breasts, it was all decided by Fang Yan.
It is easy to retreat but difficult to enter the circle, do not leave the back and front of the waist. The difficulty is that the middle earth does not leave the position, retreat is easy but difficult to enter. This is a skill that is not standing still, leaning forward and backward and side by side. It can be like a water mill to urge fast and slow, and cloud dragon wind tiger elephant is comprehensive.
It sounds profound, but to put it in simple terms: Fang Yan wanted to use the Tai Chi circle to encircle Ye Wenrou so that the two of them could merge into one circle and then control and molest her - oh, no molestation. In the end, Ye Wenrou refused Fang Yan's fusion and slapped him -
The cathode is too strong, and the anode is weak. Facing a tough woman like Ye Wenrou, Fang Yan wanted to bang his head against the wall in pain.
"Only aliens can deal with her, right?" Fang Yan thought to himself.
Ye Wenrou raised a finger towards Fang Yan and said, "Congratulations, you have a chance to win----"
"Come again." Fang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said viciously.
This time, he still took the initiative to rush towards Ye Wenrou who was standing motionless in the center of the circle.
boom-----
Fang Yan flew out again.
His back hit the desk on the stage used to place textbooks. The desk shattered into pieces before it even fell, with pieces of wood flying everywhere.
"Double chances." Ye Wenrou stood still and raised two fingers to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan somersaulted up from the ground and pounced towards Ye Wenrou again.
boom-----
Fang Yan was knocked out again.
Bang-----
His body hit the wall of the auditorium, creating a dent in the thick wall, and mud and sand fell down as if it had just experienced a minor earthquake.
Fang Yan's hair was messy, his clothes were torn, and there were countless cuts on his face and body, making him look miserable and miserable.
He leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, the corner of his mouth still bleeding, and his nose was bleeding even faster as if it had been cut.
He couldn't move, and didn't want to move.
Ye Wenrou finally left her original position. She took a few steps back and retreated to the edge of the stage.
She looked at Fang Yan, held up three fingers, and said in a voice that sounded cold and devoid of any humanity, "Three chances. It's just three chances. Fang Yan, you're too weak."
She picked up the Chinese textbook from the ground. She had taken it from a student's desk when she entered the room in order to hit Fang Yan on the head.
She lightly tapped her toes and leaped under the stage, like a beautiful black butterfly.
She put the textbook on the boy's desk and said, "Thank you."
Then, under the gazes of countless people, she held her head high and walked towards the door of the auditorium in her high heels with slender and sharp heels.
Click!
Click!
Slightly----
The sound was clear and pleasant, and every sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone in the audience.
Wow----
The door to the auditorium opened.
Bang-----
The door to the auditorium closed again.
vomit-----
Ye Wenrou couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the school playground, where no one can see! (To be continued)