The pile of stones was silent, as if Baili Lu had been crushed to death by the heavy manhole cover.
However, Fang Yan still looked alert. Even Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan did not believe that Baili Lu was beaten to death by Junior Master Uncle. They stood behind Fang Yan and watched the movement under the pile of stones from a distance.
boom!
Shocking!
The rooftop cover on top suddenly bounced up, flying high into the sky with a whirring sound. The bricks and stones covering Baili Lu also rose up with a clatter, tangling and colliding with each other.
A huge body stood up straight from the ground, kicked off with both feet, and jumped high into the air.
Baili Lu did not disappoint them.
He jumped very high, and hugged the rooftop cover that was about to fall from the sky. He swung the rooftop cover with both hands, and swam with his feet in the air, rushing towards Fang Yan who was standing in the yard.
He flew over the courtyard wall, holding the patio cover in both hands, riding on the clouds and with great momentum.
The manhole cover was his weapon of attack, and he planned to use the cover to directly hit Fang Yan to death.
call-----
The wind was howling, and the broken branches on the ground were blown up. The fallen leaves were flying, like countless butterflies fluttering around Fang Yan.
Fang Yan stood still, ready to take his attack.
"Fang Yan, go to hell." Baili Lu shouted loudly. He took advantage of the situation from top to bottom and swung the roof cover towards Fang Yan's head.
Fang Yan raised his fists, both fists hitting the manhole cover.
Bang----
Fang Yan's body suddenly became half a head shorter for no reason.
The stone slab under his feet could not bear the gravity of this tyrant, and he crushed it into powder. Not only that, under the constant pressure of Baililu in the sky, Fang Yan's body continued to drill into the mud, and now it was submerged in the mud up to his knees.
Fang Yan's two heavy fists smashed into the rooftop cover, punching two large holes in it. His hands were stuck in the holes, like he had made a natural shackle for himself.
Baili Lu was suspended in the air, his entire body pressed on the roof cover, trying to pound Fang Yan's entire body into the ground.
He tried his best and still couldn't do it.
So he raised his fist and smashed it towards the roof cover.
Fang Yan is the nail and his fist is the bell. He wants to use the bell to drive the nail into the soil.
Fang Yan retracted his fist and struck again.
Bang-----
Both of them punched the patio cover at the same time.
The rooftop cover instantly broke into tiny pieces of stone, and the places where they punched were all smashed into stone powder. Fang Yan's body sank again, while Baili Lu's body was hit into the sky.
Fang Yan threw the half of the manhole cover in his hand towards Baili Lu in the sky, then he exerted force on his body and bounced up from the deep pit.
He pointed his toes and flew towards Baili Lu who was about to land.
Bang-----
Fang Yan kicked Baili Lu away.
boom!
Baili Lu punched Fang Yan in the stomach, and Fang Yan's body flew into the air.
Snap-----
Fang Yan lifted up Baili Lu's body and threw him fiercely towards a sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree broke, and Baili Lu's body fell to the ground along with most of the branches.
Baili Lu's face was bruised, his eyes were panda-like, and there was a big cut on his forehead, with blood staining his cheeks and neck red. Fang Yan also looked miserable, his clothes were torn to shreds, and wearing this outfit made him look like a fresh-faced sharp guy.
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were afraid that their two little fish would be in trouble, so they hid in the room and dared not come out. They just peeked at the fight between the two men through the gap in the window.
Fang Yan and Baili Lu fell to the ground panting. The blood on Baili Lu's forehead flowed into his mouth without even wiping it off. He said, "I know you were injured some time ago, I know you are holding your anger, and I know you need to vent your anger to meet the challenge of Qianye Military Department. Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan are not good enough. They are not strong enough. I will come over to fight with you and let you give me a good beating."
"Do you feel better now? You have almost gotten rid of your anger, right? We are one people fighting one another, and the difference between winning and losing is just a matter of not changing clothes for a few months and not getting a haircut for half a year. The Japanese dare to bully us, so we can't be vague about this. Beat them until they can't even recognize themselves. There is nothing I can do to help you, so I'll just give you this confidence."
Baililu got up from the ground and said, "I usually find you annoying, but this time, I hope you win."
A hundred miles were walked.
Baili Lu was covered in wounds, and you couldn't even tell where his nose and eyes were, but he held his head high as if he was the proudest man in the world.
If he hadn't stumbled forward and nearly fell when he stepped over the threshold of the courtyard, he would have been a truly charming and extraordinary knight.
Fang Yan lay on the ground, unable to get up, looking at the starry sky with a happy smile on his face.
His body was also covered with scars, but at this moment his mood was extremely peaceful.
Fang Yingxiong called back for help, but it was Ye Wenrou who came, proving that his family was still very angry about his escape.
Ye Wenrou was seriously injured in the battle with Qianye Bingbu. Fang Yan knew how powerful Ye Wenrou was. The fact that he had never won in all the competitions over the years proved a lot.
Ye Wenrou couldn't even beat him, what level of swordsmanship did Qianye Bingbu have? Could he really beat him
Yizhangyuan was attacked by the arsenal, Qin Yitian's life and death were unknown, and he himself was shot and bleeding. They did not give him any information about Qin Yitian, but sent him a piece of information - they wanted to take action themselves and kill all the people in the information.
Fang Yan was very tired, and also very scared.
He was afraid of losing and dying. He was even more afraid that if he lost and died, he would be ridiculed for not being able to beat Chiba Hyobu - what a face-conscious man he was.
He wanted to escape, he wanted to refuse, he wanted to cling to Chiba Bingbu's thigh and say: I have parents and children soon, can we not fight
But he couldn't do that.
He can do this to Ye Wenrou, he can do this to Baili Lu, he can do this to the old drunkard, he can do this to Tang Cheng, he can do this to any Chinese person, but he cannot do this to Qianye Bingbu.
Just like Baili Lu said, if we fight among ourselves, winning or losing is just a matter of not changing clothes for a few months or not getting a haircut for half a year. However, if he loses to Qianye Bingbu, then the reputation of all Chinese martial arts men will be damaged. If he escapes, it will make all Chinese men lose face.
Therefore, Fang Yan refused to give in!
He not only wants to win, but also wants to win fairly!
He wants to fight with his life, he wants to gamble with his life.
But he was also very angry.
Chiba Hyobu, you bastard, son of a bitch, big turtle old monster, why did you choose me? Why didn't you choke to death when you drank water? Why didn't you die of fullness when you ate? Why didn't you die of exhaustion when you walked? Why didn't you cut off your head when you practiced sword skills
Baili Lu’s arrival was timely and necessary.
This battle made me feel refreshed.
He didn't want to think about his family's attitude or Qin Yitian's physical condition. He just wanted to complete the task assigned by the Qin family no matter what.
There was only one thought in his mind: to defeat Chiba Hyobu.
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan finally came out. When they saw the courtyard wall with a big hole in it, both of them showed expressions of lingering fear.
This made Fang Yan regretful. Why did he name them "heroes"? Such a good word was wasted by these two cowards.
The junior master was lying down, and they didn't dare to stand. Fang Yingxiong was lying on the left side of Fang Yan, and Fang Haohan was lying on the right side of Fang Yan.
Fang Yingxiong said: "Baili Lu is quite capable, but his character is a bit poor."
Baili Lu said that Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were not good enough, which offended Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan. They decided that they would never play with a guy like Baili Lu who would say bad things about others in front of others.
"In fact, Fang Yingxiong and I also thought about coming up to let Junior Master-Uncle get a beating, but we were afraid that even after getting beaten, Junior Master-Uncle wouldn't be able to calm down-----" Fang Haohan said.
"Hero, good man-----" Fang Yan looked at the brightest star in the sky and said, "Tell me honestly, do you think I can defeat Qianye Bingbu?"
Fang Yingxiong said without thinking, "Of course. In my heart, Junior Master is invincible. Not to mention Qianye Bingbu, even if Qianye Bingbu's father came, he would be slapped to death by Junior Master----"
"I know, you mean I can only beat Qianye Bingbu's father, right?" Fang Yan asked. You must be skillful in listening to Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, otherwise you will not understand what they mean.
Fang Yingxiong touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Anyway, I think Junior Master will definitely win."
"I think so too." Fang Haohan echoed.
Fang Yan sighed softly and said, "You don't think I can beat Qianye Bingbu, otherwise why would you go and use such a lousy trick on him? I am your junior uncle, so you have to stand by me and cheer me up. Ye Wenrou thinks I can't beat Qianye Bingbu, so she came. Baili Lu also thinks I can't beat Qianye Bingbu, so he came too. My parents, grandfather, and old drunkard, they all think I can't beat Qianye Bingbu----so they didn't say anything."
"Everyone thinks I can't beat Qianye Bingbu, but no one stopped me from fighting him. They don't want me to die, but they can only watch me die. To be honest, I'm not angry at all."
"If Qianye Bingbu challenges Ye Wenrou, Ye Wenrou will not give in. If he challenges Baili Lu, Baili Lu will not give in either. As long as he challenges us Chinese warriors, no one will give in."
"Martial arts are in the East, and martial spirits are in China. This is not stupidity, but pride from the bottom of our hearts. Yes, we are so proud. Even if we die in battle, we will not show any concession or fear to them. These things should only be shown to them."
"Fang Yingxiong, Fang Haohan, if I die, please don't feel sad for me." Fang Yan's face was shining, and he said softly. "Because, I died very proudly."
Fang Yingxiong's eyes were moist, and he said with a choked voice: "I know, I won't be sad, I will be proud of my junior uncle-----"
Fang Haohan's face was full of tears. He grasped the green grass on the ground with both hands, and made the fresh grass leaves into a fragrant grass pulp. He said, "Little Master, you are the idol of me and the hero. You have been, and will be, forever."
Fang Yan nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's it. Practice well and help me take good care of my parents. Don't even think about challenging Qianye Bingbu to avenge me. If you have a chance, kill his son Qianye Haowu."
"--------" (To be continued)