There is no need for any image, let alone any quality.
For a war, the most important and only factor is winning or losing.
Yes, Fang Yan has always been a handsome, cool, sunny and handsome boy. He doesn't eat leftovers, doesn't wear dirty clothes, and has never littered or spitted on the street.
Fang Yan had never even thought about spitting in someone's mouth - the thought made him feel sick.
But, this is a fighter plane!
When the martial arts fanatic Hou Zhendong's cracking magic skills were connected into a formation and hit in a rhythm. When his punches were at their most domineering and rhythmic, even with Fang Yan's strength, if he fought hard, he would only suffer a great loss.
Moreover, another characteristic of Turtle Cracking Skill is that the old fist can be connected to the new fist, and the old force can be connected to the new force.
If it is ordinary people's kung fu, when they punch out, the energy will be sent out. If no one or object is hurt, the energy will naturally disappear in the air. But the turtle cracking kung fu is different. Their airflow can form lightning, and single lightning bolts form an electric grid.
They depend on each other and support each other, forming an independent little world.
When external force or object comes into contact with it, it will immediately explode in anger, giving the opponent the strongest blow - just like a chaste virgin.
Hou Zhendong is one of the seven martial arts idiots in China, and not Hou Xiaolong or anyone else. He must have something extraordinary about him.
He was able to win more than he lost in hundreds of battles, and he was able to fight against Qinglong Mo Qingdi at his peak. In Fang Yan's opinion, in addition to his shameless stalking that made the old drunkard unbearable, the most important reason was that there was something about this man that attracted Mo Qingdi.
What could a middle-aged fat man have to attract Mo Qingdi? Not his figure or his face, then it could only be his kung fu.
It was precisely because he had witnessed the power of the Turtle Cracking Technique that Fang Yan retreated repeatedly!
Fang Yan knew their advantages, but also knew that he was not suited to a head-on fight with them - if he had never robbed a girl and had no grudge against someone for killing his father, was there any need to fight them to the death
So, Fang Yan needs a chance!
One that allows him to make a move, an opportunity that allows him to counterattack in a desperate situation.
He didn't know much about Wu Chi and didn't know that he had a bad habit of yelling when fighting with others.
Didn't he know that it would be easy to absorb the mist from the top of the mountain or the dust splashed up when kicking
Even if he is not afraid of this, didn't anyone spit in his face when he fought with others before
Pay attention to hygiene, starting with some small habits.
Fang Yan felt that Wu Chi was a man who didn't care about hygiene.
Wu Chi didn't care at first. He just felt that he had eaten something, a bug or something else.
When he thought about the word "Puh" that Fang Yan spitted at him, he suddenly felt like he had eaten a fly.
No, he would rather eat a hundred flies than eat the saliva spit out by Fang Yan.
The martial arts fanatic was confused!
His brain short-circuited for a moment.
His expression was distorted with pain and his face was extremely angry.
"This is so disgusting, how could this guy do such a thing?"
As he was thinking this, a momentary flaw appeared in his boxing style, and an obvious loophole appeared in the lightning-interwoven electric grid.
It only took a blink of an eye for Fang Yan to see it.
At this time, Fang Yan had already retreated to the edge of the cliff. If he moved one more step back, his entire body might step on air and fall into the endless darkness.
Fang Yan finally took action!
He stretched out his slender white right hand and inserted it into the cracked electric net woven by the magic power.
His arms have fair skin and his fingers are slender and flexible.
The hand seemed to have eyes, and it caught a handful of lightning in a flash.
Yes, he caught the white lightning formed by the air flow in his hand.
The air currents continued to blow and the lightning continued to flash white light.
Thunderbolt----
It struggled and twisted desperately. The air around it sizzled as it burned. Sparks flew up one after another, but before you had time to appreciate them carefully, they disappeared into thin air.
Fang Yan grabbed the lightning in his hand, and then used it as a fuse to quickly rotate counterclockwise three times inside the Lightning Planet.
When he took his hand out of the lightning ball, the lightning ball began to make a hissing sound, and the oval object turned into a pancake shape.
Like a silver bottle suddenly leaking, like a gunshot suddenly fired.
Countless lightning bolts stretched out, and then instantly shrank back. When they shrank back, the pancake-shaped lightning suddenly expanded a lot, just like a lead ball suddenly turned into a flying saucer.
boom----
The silver ball of lightning suddenly exploded.
The countless lightning bolts were like countless silver snakes, roaring and flashing with fire as they flew in all directions.
Suddenly, the sky was bright and a group of snakes were flying around in the sky.
The Lightning Planet is the Lightning Planet of the Martial Arts Chi, and these air currents are also the energy that the Martial Arts Chi punches out.
When the lightning planet exploded, Wu Chi's body still maintained its inertia and rushed forward.
Even though he had reacted extremely quickly, even though he had immediately made up for the flaw in his attack when he noticed it.
Unfortunately, he was still a step late!
boom----
His body collided with the exploding lightning planet, and the explosive force of the lightning planet knocked his body away.
The Turtle Cracking Qigong forms a natural formation, and where there is a formation there must be a center.
If it was normal, Fang Yan would hardly find the center of the Turtle Crack. Besides, even if he found it, he would be powerless. Because the attack of the martial arts fanatic Hou Zhendong was too fierce. You know there is a magical herb on the cliff, you can pick it as long as you climb up, but on the way to climb, you may encounter a landslide and be covered with ice and snow, and accidentally fall and be smashed to pieces. Are you still willing to pick that magical herb
The mood is naturally contradictory!
However, when Fang Yan spit out his saliva and made the martial arts fanatic Hou Zhendong swallow it, and when the martial arts fanatic's offensive became flawed because of the nausea and unacceptable feeling, the center of the formation was firmly captured by Fang Yan's Tai Chi Heart.
He activated the Tai Chi realm and found the center of the formation with great skill, then pulled out the line that ran through the entire formation and supported it.
As a result, the Lightning Star immediately lost its motivation and vitality, and the formation without its skeleton and soul collapsed instantly.
The stream of lightning in Fang Yan's hand, which served as the core of the formation, not only did not disappear, but became even thicker, whiter, and more unrestrained after he infused it with energy.
It was unwilling to be in Fang Yan's hands, unwilling to have its fate controlled by others.
Fang Yan made it happen!
When the silver ball of lightning exploded, he suddenly threw the white lightning out.
Snapped!
The white lightning, with countless lightning bolts, attacked the chest of Hou Zhendong, a martial arts fanatic whose body was still flying in the air after being blasted out by the lightning planet.
At this time, the seriously injured martial arts fanatic Wu Zhendong had no time to prepare himself, nor could he guard against Fang Yan's full-strength attack.
Sizzle----
The white lightning hit Wu Chi's chest and disappeared, but Hou Zhendong's backward speed increased several times.
Clank Clank-----
Snap----
Wu Chi's body flew backwards more than ten meters away, knocking down countless rugged rocks and broken wooden stakes, and finally crashing into a thick and hard tree before he came to a stop with difficulty.
Calm!
Deathly quiet!
After a long time, Wu Chi finally made a move.
Wu Chi shook his head and supported himself with his hands before sitting up from the ground.
His face turned purple, and he looked pitiful, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
"boom----"
The martial arts fanatic punched himself in the chest.
Phew----
A mouthful of thick blood spurted out, and the abnormal blush on Wu Chi's face gradually disappeared.
Wu Chi took a deep breath, then climbed up from the ground with one hand supporting the tree.
He walked towards Fang Yan step by step, and then stopped a few meters away from Fang Yan.
"Little white face----" Wu Chi cursed. But he remembered that this was a man who could knock him down, calling him a little white face was really disrespectful. So Wu Chi changed his words and said: "Fang Yan, you bastard----how could you do such a disgusting thing? Do you have any personal hygiene? Do you have the morals of a martial artist? Do you have any demeanor of a master? How did such a shameless person like you realize the heart of Tai Chi? How did you become the most outstanding figure in the Tai Chi lineage?"
"Even if you beat me, so what? It's a shame. This is the most shameful thing in the world. Spitting at someone during a fight is not only disrespectful to your opponent, but also to yourself. No matter if you are an insider or an outsider, everyone should be ashamed of your behavior."
Fang Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "When you used various means to force others to duel with you, did you ever think about the ethics of a warrior? When you threatened a woman's life to make me come today, did you behave like a master? You are one of the Seven Idiots of China, a famous figure for decades - I just learned a little bit from you. If you don't care about your reputation, why should I care about your reputation?"
"-------" Wu Chi was choked by Fang Yan's words.
Indeed, he did a lot of excessive things to force others to compete with him. Sometimes he even threatened the lives of other people's relatives. Although he did not do anything to those people's families, his bad reputation was still spread.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Fang Yan cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Wu Chi's face turned pale and blue, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you not sick?"
"-------" Fang Yan wanted to spit on his face again.
You are the one who is sick! (To be continued)