As the descendant of an ancient martial arts family, Fang Yan's most admired state of life is: live heroically and die freely.
Of course, he couldn't do either of these.
If someone were to write an epitaph for him after his death, they would only write: His vileness fills the sky, and his shamelessness fills the universe!
Or, in other words, people become meaner as time goes by.
Fang Yan always thought that he was a smart person, but smart people also make mistakes sometimes.
For example, Fang Yan made a mistake now.
When he threw the silver egg in his hand towards Chiba Hyobu, Chiba Hyobu had already disappeared from where he was originally standing.
too fast!
Qianye Bingbu was too fast. He dodged the idiot before he could explode. Hot weapons like this are extremely lethal to ordinary people, and hard to defend against. But for Fang Yan and Qianye Bingbu, they are really useless.
Because the reaction speed of weapons cannot keep up with the reaction speed of their bodies.
This is an era where hot weapons are king, but it is also an era where the outcome depends on who holds the hot weapons.
The long sword was like a spirit snake spitting out its core, attacking Fang Yan's chest with unparalleled swiftness.
Fang Yan's body retreated repeatedly, not daring to touch the edge of the sword.
If it was Fang Yingxiong who wielded the sword, Fang Yan was 90% sure that he could stop it.
If it was Fang Haohan who wielded the sword, Fang Yan would have an 80% chance of snatching the sword away.
If it was Qianye Bingbu who wielded the sword, and Fang Yan had to fight it with his flesh and blood, there was a 100% chance that his limbs would be cut off by the sword.
Qianye Bingbu pointed his toes and flew forward, stabbing at the Lianquan, Zigong, Fuzhong, Zhongwan, Taiyi and other major acupuncture points on Fang Yan's chest in the posture of a white ape hunting.
The tip of the sword swayed unsteadily, like a snake looking for an opportunity to bite.
The constant buzzing sound brings great psychological pressure to people.
Fang Yan suddenly stood still, stretched out his hand, and took off his robe.
He waved his robe to wrap around the soft sword, and Chiba Bingbu shook his wrist, and the white robe was cut into countless pieces of cloth.
Just as he was about to pursue the victory, he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.
Without thinking, he swung his sword.
boom----
The silver egg was split open by a sword, and the green liquid inside splashed everywhere.
Fell into a trap!
Fang Yan certainly knew that Shadan’s speed could not keep up with Qianye Bingbu’s speed. If the Sword God was so easy to kill, the Arsenal would be able to use this kind of hot fire weapon to rob all the masters in the world.
So, when throwing the silver bullet out, Fang Yan hooked his fingers slightly, adding a little bit of spinning force.
This is like the backspin when we play table tennis. When you see the ball from your opponent about to jump in front of you, you hit it with your racket, only to find that its trajectory has changed again and it actually jumps out from under your racket.
The silver bullet passed by Qianye Bingbu, and Qianye Bingbu thought the crisis was over. However, he didn't know that the real crisis had not yet arrived.
When Fang Yan took off his clothes to wrap his soft sword, it was to create pressure on him so that he would not have too much time to pay attention to the things flying behind him.
When the two sides were fighting fiercely, a strange object flew towards them from behind. Chiba Hyobu misunderstood it as a sneak attack and slashed at it with his sword - he was very confident in his swordsmanship.
It was precisely because he was overconfident in his swordsmanship that he chopped the silver ball to pieces, releasing the green liquid inside.
This is exactly what Fang Yan wants to achieve.
Originally, he was too embarrassed to take it out, but since the old fellow Qianye Bingbu had the nerve to use a sword to chop people, Fang Yan naturally used his secret weapon -
It's just too shameless.
Qianye Bingbu's sword was like his body. When the sword touched the flying object, he knew that the situation was not good. He flew away, but Fang Yan used the Tai Chi sticky technique to hold him down and made him unable to move.
Chiba Bingbu exerted his strength and peeled off the wide-sleeved robe on his body with great force, and actively stuck to the green liquid.
Most of the liquid was blocked by the clothes filled with energy, and fell to the ground after a large area of the clothes was corroded. There were also very few green dots that were not blocked by the clothes and fell on Qianye Bingbu's naked upper body.
Zi----
That was the sound of flesh being corroded and burned. As the green liquid entered, holes were burned in the flesh and bones until the effect of the drug completely disappeared.
Even a tough guy like Chiba Hyobu had a grim expression and his body trembled in pain when he endured this kind of suffering.
But he said nothing and pointed his sword directly at Fang Yan's eyes.
The severe pain in his body completely enraged Chiba Bingbu.
He also had to use more crazy offensive methods to relieve the pain of his flesh and bones melting, which was simply unbearable for a human being.
Compared with this kind of pain, the so-called Ten Cruel Types of Pain in the Qing Dynasty are nothing.
When Qianye Bingbu attacked wildly with the sword, the smile on Fang Yan's face disappeared.
He closed his eyes again and let the sword pierce into his eye hole.
The Heart of Tai Chi was used again, and the Realm of Tai Chi appeared again.
The world became still, like an ink painting hanging on the wall.
The color of the mountain soil, the trembling of the grass, the chirping of insects and birds, everything is clearly visible.
The tip of the sword that was stabbing at him stopped shaking. It turned out that it had always been in this state. All the illusions were deceptions.
The sword blade arrived in an instant, trying to pierce Fang Yan's pupil.
Fang Yan's expression was solemn and he slowly stretched out his hand.
clang---
There was a sound of metal clashing.
Fang Yan placed a finger on the sword blade, and his head crossed the sword blade.
It was clearly the sword that should have pierced Fang Yan's eyes, but the sword was not twisted, and Fang Yan's head was not twisted either. They were moving in a straight line towards each other, but they missed each other strangely.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped Qianye Bingbu’s abdomen.
It was a light, soft, and totally undetectable palm strike.
It’s more like caressing than patting.
Before Qianye Bingbu could react, his stomach suddenly became extremely hot. His abdomen bulged high, as if a child was stuffed inside.
puff----
His stomach was like a balloon that had been blown up, suddenly puffing up high.
Snapped!
The balloon exploded and the belly sank again.
Kill him while he is ill.
While Qianye Bingbu was unable to move, Fang Yan kicked him in the face.
Qianye Bingbu's body flew backwards, and after landing, he continued to stagger backwards. After retreating more than ten steps in a row, he finally stopped in a very embarrassing manner.
The soft sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and the sword body was hard and straight, which he used to support his body.
Deep red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, followed by an even darker purple-black color.
This was the first time that Qianye Bingbu was knocked away by Fang Yan.
This was also the first time that Qianye Bingbu bleed in front of Fang Yan.
"Beautiful." An old man in the darkness laughed. "This kid is interesting. He uses both strength and ingenuity in battle. If he only uses ingenuity without strength, he looks like a sissy. If he only uses strength without ingenuity, he is just a reckless man. He will never achieve anything great."
"You old man, have you no shame? This guy used a bomb to blow someone up. This was a sneak attack. It is a disgrace to our generation to be associated with him."
"You know nothing. Doesn't that old guy use a sword anymore?"
"That's a cold weapon-----"
"What a bullshit cold weapon! If you touch the sword in his hand, it's probably hotter than burning charcoal----"
"--------"
Fang Yan smiled happily and said, "Look, no matter how many times you beat me, I just want to beat you for the last time------"
"You used bombs." Qianye Bingbu said calmly. He felt insulted and their competition was tarnished. They were fighting against each other, and they had climbed to such a high mountain top. How could they use bombs to attack
If Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng finally climbed to the top of the Forbidden City and then each took out a gunpowder gun from their pocket and started shooting at each other - it's so cute just thinking about it.
"That's my weapon." Fang Yan said. "It's the same as the sword in your hand. They're both weapons."
Qianye Bingbu chuckled and said, "Is that also considered a weapon for warriors to duel?"
"Of course." Fang Yan said. "You must have never played the game, right? Some weapons are simple and realistic, such as the soft sword in your hand. But my silly egg added special effects, so the explosion is cooler-----"
"The collision between ancient martial arts and hot weapons has been a contentious issue for so many years - martial artists train their bodies, skills and qi, while hot weapons emphasize simplicity, efficiency and swift killing - you should stick to the path of ancient martial arts. Hot weapons are not advisable, as they will make people lazy, so use them as little as possible." Chiba Bingbu taught like an elder.
"Shouldn't you wait until you are dying to say these words? The effect will probably be better then." Fang Yan advised.
Chiba Bingbu licked the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said: "I haven't tasted fresh blood for a long time, I really miss it----You are right, no matter how many times I win, you only need to win the last time----"
Chiba Hyobu's figure became illusory, but his voice was still as clear as a treasure.
"The last time hasn't come yet, so it may not be you who wins."
Before he finished speaking, the big tree behind where Fang Yan had just stood had broken into two pieces for no reason.
Fang Yan ran towards the boulder, and sword marks appeared on it in all directions. Large and small pieces of stone fell off one after another, but the sword cutting the stone did not make any sound. It looked very strange.
The sky was filled with the phantoms of Qianye Bingbu, leaping and moving across the sky. The sword energy was unparalleled, and the ground was drawn as a prison, trapping Fang Yan, and he could not escape.
Sword formation!
The most ultimate interpretation of Kendo that humans can experience.
(PS: Thanks to Brother Gu Yue Qing Feng for the 300,000 reward, he has become our new Invincible Supreme. He also started the trend of giving out rewards every day. Thanks to Uncle Mu Xian Chen for the 100,000 reward, Uncle Mu is mighty, and the Great Attack Camp is mighty. Thanks to Mo Jie for the 15,000 reward, the young man is here again. (To be continued)