"The Seven Idiots of China-----" Fang Yingxiong stared at the martial arts idiot Hou Zhendong in amazement, shook his head and said, "They don't look alike."
"What do you think he should look like?" Fang Yan said unhappily. What era is it now? Is this guy still judging people by their appearance
Is it true that only if you grow up like me can you become a martial arts master? Is it true that only if you grow up like Bai Xiu can you become a rising star in the inner martial arts world? This doesn't make sense at all.
A strange man with a weird appearance, but not weird in appearance, what kind of strange man is he
"He is one of the Seven Idiots of China, a legendary figure. Even if he is not as handsome and elegant as Junior Master, there is no need for him to look like an overnourished middle-aged uncle. I cannot accept this. I cannot accept it at all. We in the Appearance Association have a demanding and persistent pursuit of beauty. We like all beautiful things, handsome men and beautiful women. The martial arts idiot in my mind is not like this."
"-----" Fang Yan really couldn't understand, how could Fang Yingxiong say something like 'We are a group of people with good looks' so easily? Doesn't he usually look in the mirror? If he looked in the mirror, how could he still live so carefree, innocent, lively and simple-minded
"Nine feet tall, wearing a jade-faced robe. Holding a red-tasseled silver spear made of dragon-scale stone or a Jinghong sword made by Master Wu Yazi himself. With long hair loose and his robe whistling in the wind, he has the supreme majesty of driving away wolves and tigers and swallowing up mountains and rivers when he stands there - this is the martial arts fanatic among the Seven Idiots of China in my mind."
Fang Yingxiong looked at Hou Zhendong with a wronged look on his face, feeling like his idol had been shattered: "Why is he like this? How could he be like this? Does he deserve the title of martial arts fanatic?"
"------" Fang Yan regretted kicking him to save him. It would have been better if Hou Zhendong's 'Turtle Cracking Skill' had directly killed him.
Wu Chi laughed and pointed at Fang Yingxiong and said, "This boy is simple and cute. Who is he to you?"
"My nephew----" Fang Yan said.
"Master nephew?" Wu Chi asked in confusion. "Who is your master?"
"Qinglong, don't underestimate the enemy."
"What a pity." Wu Chi sighed repeatedly, looking at Fang Yingxiong as if he was looking at a thousand-year-old jade.
"It's not a pity, it's not a pity----" Fang Yan said quickly: "If you like it, please take it away. I can still make the decision on this matter. I just ask you not to cause trouble to me again, I will be very grateful----"
"A gentleman does not take away what others like." Wu Chi declined.
"No. Not at all. No one likes him, just take it." Fang Yan said with infinite resentment. "Besides, what kind of gentleman are you?"
The martial arts fanatic stared at Fang Yan with a strange smile and said, "You insulted me. Then you must accept my challenge. Fang Yan, kid, at 8 o'clock tonight on the top of Yijian Peak, I will fight you to the death."
"Senior, please don't do this. Isn't this a forced sale? If you don't feel relieved, you can scold me again---"
"It's settled then." Wu Chi Hou Zhendong interrupted Fang Yan and said to him, "Boy, if you don't come tonight, my Turtle Crack Skill won't just be used on that little fat guy."
He looked through the gate and saw Lu Chaoge standing under the eaves looking out. He said, "A beautiful woman in a golden house is a life as good as a fairy. But it would not be beautiful if the beauty was hurt by someone by accident, right?"
"Is this a threat?"
"Whatever you think." Wu Chi said carelessly.
With his hands in his pockets, he staggered outside like a second-rate person, singing strange lyrics: "I urge the king to drink and listen to Yu songs, and dance to relieve his worries. The Qin Dynasty was unjust and destroyed the country, and heroes started fighting on all sides. It has been said since ancient times that success or failure is determined in an instant. I will drink and sit in the treasure tent, and listen to the military intelligence-----"
Fang Yan listened carefully and realized it was a joke from Farewell My Concubine.
"Pah." Fang Yan spat fiercely. "How unlucky."
Fang Yingxiong and Qin Ying walked up to Fang Yan, and Fang Yingxiong asked, "Uncle Junior Master, is he really a martial arts fanatic?"
Fang Yan tapped the crack on the ground with his toes and said, "Do you think a person can shake the ground like this just by stomping his feet?"
"Then why do you want me to go with him?" Fang Yingxiong said angrily.
"I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of teammates who are like pigs. He pestered me for a long time, just wanting me to play with him. I refused so many times, but you messed it up. If you had gone with him, I would have saved myself a lot of trouble."
"Junior Master, why don't you want to fight him?" Fang Yingxiong asked.
"Why should I fight him?" Fang Yan asked back.
"Isn't it natural for us martial artists to compete and learn from each other to promote mutual improvement?" Fang Yingxiong said. "Let go of the desire to win or lose, let go of the desire for honor or disgrace, don't be proud when you win, and don't be upset when you lose - isn't this what we should do?"
Fang Yan looked at Fang Yingxiong in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to say such things. You have really matured a lot. Otherwise, you can go and compete with Wu Chi for me tonight."
Fang Yingxiong shook his chubby head desperately and said, "No, no, I can't do that. If I go, I'll be beaten half to death by the martial arts geek, and then I'll be embarrassing for Master and Junior Master-Uncle----"
"Didn't you say you would let go of your desire to win or lose and your sense of honor and disgrace? Now you're afraid of losing face again?"
"I am asking others to let go. Don't those old monks ask others to let go of themselves while they indulge in wine and meat and sit in the Buddha's heart?"
"-----"
Qin Ying watched Wu Chi's back for a long time and asked, "Is this the top expert in the inner world?"
"I guess so." Fang Yan said with a smile, "If a martial arts fanatic, one of the Seven Idiots of China, is not obsessed with martial arts, how could he get such a name?"
Qin Ying sighed deeply and said, "The road ahead is long and arduous."
Fang Yan patted his shoulder and said, "We will continue to explore. The road of martial arts has no boundaries, so cherish every step you take."
Fang Yan returned to the courtyard. Lu Chaoge looked worried and asked, "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay." Fang Yan said with a smile. "An old friend, he came over just to pick a fight with me - but I refused."
Lu Chaoge nodded and asked softly, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook."
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Because there are often drag racers on Yijian Mountain, an extremely serious traffic accident occurred two years ago. Two luxury cars collided while trying to take a curve and rolled into the cliff beside the road, killing the people. Because the car caught fire and exploded in the process of falling off the cliff, when the search and rescue team found the wreckage of the car, the people in the car had been burned to charcoal.
The owners of the two luxury cars were all well-known people, and when their relatives were crying, they naturally vented their anger on the management department of Huacheng. It is said that because of this incident, the director and deputy director of the Transportation Department at that time were all dismissed, and a large number of the leaders below were investigated and brought down.
The Huacheng government is also quite aggrieved. Your son wants to race his car. Who can stop him
Besides, if they don’t race on Yijian Mountain, they will find Erjian Mountain, Sanjian Mountain, Sijian Mountain and Tianjian Mountain. Who knows when something might happen
In order to vent their anger, the Huacheng government had people set up several huge stone roadblocks at the intersection of the mountain. Cars could not drive up, and anyone could only walk up the mountain - what had Yijianshan done to offend anyone
This method was indeed brutal and effective. The nightly car racing event at Yijian Mountain was cancelled, and those car racers went to wreak havoc in other cities and mountains.
The Volkswagen stopped at the foot of the mountain and Fang Yan opened the door and got out.
After Snake King parked the car, he followed Fang Yan quietly.
He walked in a very strange way, always landing on his toes first and his heels hardly touching the ground.
It is also for this reason that he makes almost no sound when he walks, like a poisonous snake moving in the grass.
"You don't have to follow me." Fang Yan said without turning his head.
The Snake King did not respond, and disappeared into the bushes behind Fang Yan in a flash.
Snake King should live in the dark like a snake. When he finds the enemy, he suddenly jumps out and gives the enemy a fatal blow.
Fang Yan still decided to accept the challenge of Wu Chi, not for the sake of winning or losing, nor was he worried about honor or disgrace - that was complete bullshit, he just came to win.
Who doesn’t want to win
He understood the character of the martial arts fanatic. Since the martial arts fanatic was a fanatic, it proved that he could do anything for the sake of martial arts.
When he was sailing down the Pearl River, he used "witness" to test his own strength. He was not just talking when he said it would be disadvantageous to Lu Chaoge.
Fang Yan is not afraid of martial arts geeks, but he is afraid of trouble.
He didn't want the martial arts fanatic to follow him like a ghost, and he had no better way to deal with the problem than to beat him down.
Fang Yan came out secretly without letting Fang Yingxiong and Qin Ying know. In order not to worry Lu Chaoge, he didn't even drive out the BMW at home.
Fang Yan was very familiar with the destination, so he moved through the dark forest with ease.
Three years ago, he had a fierce battle with Chiba Hyobu, the Sword God of the East who came from afar, at the top of Yijian Peak.
That battle made him famous in the martial arts world, and also turned his relationship with Chiba Hyobu into that of both an enemy and a friend.
But he didn't expect that Qianye Bingbu would choose to end his life in such a decisive way. He chose to leave at the peak of his martial arts and became a god in the eyes of the Oriental swordsmen.
For three years, Fang Yan has not been here.
However, he has not forgotten this place at all.
When Fang Yan reached the top of Yijian Peak, a man in a black robe was already standing there with a smile on his face, like an uncle next door who came out for a stroll to digest his meal.
Wu Chi grinned when he saw Fang Yan coming out and said, "I knew you would come."
"Why?"
"Because there is uncontrollable hatred in your eyes." Wu Chi said in a clear voice: "Fang Yan, no matter who you hate, vent all that hatred on me tonight------"
"--------" Fang Yan wanted to turn around and run. Why did this middle-aged uncle always speak in a vulgar way
(PS: Thanks to Gray Guest Alliance and How Can You Cry for the 10,000-yuan reward! How Can You Cry?) (To be continued)