"I think this white robe looks good on Junior Master. It makes him look very energetic and like a prince charming at first glance. Our ageless male god Andy Lau also said that if a man wants to be handsome, he must wear all white," said Fang Yingxiong, holding a robe in his hand.
"I think it's better to wear black. Black makes you look smart, serious, and cold. If Junior Master can't beat that old monster Qianye Bingbu, wearing this outfit will make it easier for him to slip away. Just think about it, the whole mountain is dark. If Junior Master hides in the woods and behind rocks in this outfit, where can Qianye Bingbu find him?"
Snapped!
Fang Yingxiong stretched out his hand to hit Fang Haohan's head, but he didn't expect that Fang Haohan was fully prepared for this move. As soon as Fang Yingxiong's hand was stretched out, it was slapped crooked by Fang Haohan.
Fang Yingxiong was furious. He pointed at Fang Haohan and cursed, "Fang Haohan, you idiot, how can you boost their morale and destroy the prestige of Junior Master-Uncle? Now the war is coming, what do you mean by saying Junior Master-Uncle can't beat Qianye Bingbu?"
"I didn't say Junior Master couldn't beat Qianye Bingbu." Fang Haohan explained. "I said if Junior Master couldn't beat Qianye Bingbu----"
"Yes, that's what you said. You have extreme distrust towards Junior Master. There is no if, Junior Master can definitely beat Qianye Bingbu." Fang Yingxiong shouted angrily. "If Junior Master can't beat Qianye Bingbu, we will have to go back to Yanjing. Others will look down on us and laugh at us. Miss Ye might beat us up every day in a rage-----"
"You wish." Fang Haohan said. "Do you think anyone can make Miss Ye take action?"
"you-----"
Snapped!
Fang Yingxiong was hit on the head. Fang Haohan turned around and tried to run, but was slapped on the head again.
Fang Yan had just finished bathing and came out in a white shirt, saying, "Are you two annoying? I was soaking in the bathtub and wanted to be quiet for a while, but I heard you two idiots buzzing like two flies, making my ears restless----"
Fang Yingxiong's head was aching, but he looked at Fang Yan with a flattering face and said, "Uncle Junior, we are choosing a battle robe for you tonight. I think white is the most suitable for your temperament. Ximen Chuxue wears white. One man, one sword, one white robe, standing on the roof of the palace. "
"You are uneducated. That's the Forbidden City." Fang Haohan said with disdain.
"That's also the roof." Fang Yingxiong said. "Master Junior likes Ximen Chuxue the most, so I think you should wear a white robe."
"Who said I like Ximen Chuxue the most? I like Chu Liuxiang the most." Fang Yan said unhappily.
"Why?" Fang Yingxiong couldn't understand Junior Master's hobby. The name Ximen Chuxue sounded so cool that it made people tremble all over. Others picked up girls with their faces, but you only need to hand out your business card and the girl will go back with you.
"Chu Liuxiang has many wives." Fang Yan said. "Which one do you think looks best on me?"
"White."
"black."
There is still a huge difference in opinion between Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, with one being black and the other being white and unable to reach a consensus.
"I look good in any of them." Fang Yan said.
He took the white robe from Fang Yingxiong and put it on himself. He then took the black robe from Fang Haohan and put it on himself.
The white robe was used as the lining, and the black robe was used as the outer layer. He wore all the love of both of them on his body.
Seeing Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan's solemn expressions and sad eyes, I knew that they were very moved by my behavior.
Fang Yan patted Fang Yingxiong's shoulder, then patted Fang Haohan's head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the weather is cold, wear more clothes to keep warm----If Qianye Bingbu is frozen to death on the top of Yijian Peak, then wouldn't I have picked up a great bargain?"
Fang Yingxiong said with regret on his face: "I should have prepared a set of armor for Junior Master-Uncle earlier----"
"Yes. It would be nice to buy a Transformers suit and wear it on yourself--"
"------" Fang Yan gnashed his teeth and looked at the two bastards, wishing he could crush them into a ball of meat. Do they think that wearing an extra piece of clothing is cowardly
Fang Yingxiong stood at the school gate and waved for a long time before a taxi slowly stopped beside them.
"Where are you going?" the taxi driver asked the three strange-looking guys in front of him. Of course, he didn't open the door easily.
"Yijian Peak." Fang Yingxiong said expressionlessly.
"It's too far. I won't go." Before he finished speaking, the car disappeared.
"Junior Master, those taxi drivers thought we were kidnappers----" Fang Yingxiong said angrily.
This was already the sixth taxi they had stopped. Every taxi driver drove away after seeing the expressions on their faces and hearing where they were going - Isn't it just going to Yijian Peak? Why are you so nervous? Are we really not kidnappers? Are we the ones who dress so formally
Fang Yan felt extremely sad. He was going to win glory for his country, to fight a duel with the Japanese sword god. Why couldn't he even get a taxi? Is this how you treat national heroes
Fang Yan suddenly felt that he would never love again and wanted to turn around and go back to sleep.
"I used a taxi app," Fang Haohan said. "I set a tip of fifty yuan."
Thankfully, with the fifty-dollar tip, a taxi finally stopped by their side.
"Going to Yijian Peak?" asked the dark-faced taxi driver.
When Fang Yan, Fang Yingxiong, Fang Haohan was just about to think of a reason to explain why he went to Yijian Peak so late at night, the taxi driver had already asked the second question: "Are you going to watch the martial arts competition?"
"You already know?" Fang Yan asked the taxi driver in shock.
"Hey, I've already sent two groups of people there." The taxi driver said proudly. "Otherwise, who would want to go there in the dark?"
“Did a lot of people go there?”
"A lot. It is said that the Guanyin Terrace below Yijian Peak is almost full of people."
"This kind of match between peerless masters, ordinary people can't watch it, right?" Fang Yan said. He thought to himself that he had lost a lot by not buying tickets in advance.
"Bah, there are no peerless masters these days. Aren't they just two charlatans who want to be famous and brag about themselves? What Tai Chi master? What Oriental sword god? I guess they are not as exciting as the martial arts show "Wulin Feng" that I watch every night----"
Fang Yan touched his face, fortunately there was no saliva. Considering that he still had to rely on him to drive and find the way, Fang Yan resisted the urge to kill and silence him.
Fang Yingxiong understood Fang Yan's feelings and whispered, "Uncle Junior Master, I can drive too."
"Shut up." Fang Yan said.
The taxi driver drove the car to Guanyin Terrace and refused to leave, saying, "The total is one hundred and sixty, plus the fifty tip you mentioned, the total is two hundred and one - buddy, do you want a receipt?"
Fang Yan looked at the dense crowd at Guanyin Terrace and said, "Master, can we go up a little further? We are only halfway up the mountain."
"Hey man, it's not that I don't want to go. Look at the traffic jam ahead. I can't move even if I want to." The taxi driver complained.
Fang Yingxiong paid the money, and the group got off the car and walked towards the top of Yijian Peak.
"Peanuts, beer, telescope-----"
Hey, there are still people coming here to do business. These businessmen are really omnipresent.
Yijian Peak is an undeveloped mountain range, and was previously the base camp for speed racing gangs. Today, the mountain road was full of cars, so the speed racing gangs had no chance to show off their skills. However, they parked their gorgeous sports cars on the Guanyin Terrace, and the admiration and envy they received were even greater than if they had won the speed racing championship a hundred times.
The higher you go, the more rugged the mountain road becomes, and in the end there is no way to go. This is also the reason why most people stay at Guanyin Terrace, because climbing the mountain in the middle of the night is very dangerous. If you are not careful and fall down, you may even lose your life.
Of course, such a steep climb was not an obstacle for Fang Yan, Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan. They ran to the top of the mountain as fast as they could, and were distracted by the crescent moon in the sky.
"It's so cold." Fang Haohan said. Junior Master was really smart, he put on two coats in advance.
Fang Yingxiong did not say anything. He stood on the top of the mountain with his head held high, bathing in the cool breeze and moonlight, as if he was about to face a life-and-death battle.
This sense of immersion is truly wonderful!
Who among those who practice martial arts doesn’t want to stand at the top of the world
At this moment, a white figure rushed towards the mountain quickly.
His figure was like a white ape, a cheetah, or a fairy from the world. He didn't need to use his hands to climb, but could leap several meters with just a push of his feet. The strange-shaped rocks and thorns did not bother him at all.
In a flash, Qianye Bingbu was standing in front of Fang Yan.
"You are very punctual." Chiba Hyobu said with a smile.
"This is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation." Fang Yan said.
Qianye Bingbu pointed at the crowd on the mountainside and said, "A lot of people have come----"
"It's normal for a master like me to have three to five hundred fans. They all want to see me defeat you with their own eyes."
Qianye Bingbu chuckled and said, "Someone deliberately leaked the news. They hope you die and get defeated in front of countless people. They hope you will be ruined. It seems that your popularity is really bad."
A wise man like Qianye Bingbu can see the whole picture from a single leaf. When he saw the crowd below, he knew that there was another group of people behind this battle, manipulating and pushing it. Moreover, they were a group of people who were not kind to Fang Yan.
Of course, Chiba Bingbu had no good intentions when he discussed this topic with Fang Yan before the war.
"I just like to defeat you when everyone else wants to see me defeated by you----" Fang Yan said with a smile. "We call this kind of behavior-----slapping in the face."
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