"I refuse!" Fang Yan said.
"Is this your final decision?" The gray-robed man looked up at Fang Yan, with a slight smile in his eyes. But that smile was very cold, as cold as an ice sculpture in an extremely cold place. Just one glance could make people feel cold to the bone.
"Fang Yan, you idiot -- do you know what you are doing?" Wu Chi was so angry that he jumped up and down, waving his arms, forgetting to cover the fat on his chest. I finally gave you a chance to live, why are you wasting it like this
"I refuse, just like when Qianye Bingbu came to challenge me, I refused to run away even when I knew I couldn't win." Fang Yan said.
"I refuse, just as I know how powerful the enemy is and they could take my life at any time, but I refuse to compromise."
"I refuse, I refuse the cowardice and fear in my heart. Because after this time, I am worried that there will be a next time."
"I refuse, I refuse the pity and charity of my enemies. I want to live, but I can also die."
"I refuse to let Fang Huwei's grandson surrender to the enemy. Because my grandfather said that men in the Fang family must never retreat. His grandfather's grandfather never retreated, and his grandfather's father never retreated. His grandfather never retreated, his grandfather's son never retreated, and his grandfather's grandson cannot retreat either."
"I refuse. I refuse to let Fang Yixing's son let the killer live. The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable. Nothing can stop me from taking revenge."
Fang Yan stared at the gray-robed man with sharp eyes and said in a clear voice, "I refuse. I refuse to let Bai Xiu go - this is my final choice."
The martial arts fanatic opened his mouth slightly and stared at Fang Yan with wide eyes, who had a proud and righteous look on his face.
So you can say it this way? You can pretend to be so powerful
"People with knowledge are so scary!" Wu Chi sighed in his heart.
"In that case-----" The gray-robed man pierced Fang Yan with his eyes like needles, saying, "Why haven't you made a move yet? Bai Xiu is already lying at your feet. You only need to raise your foot to crush his head--to kill him cleanly and neatly. Why haven't you made a move yet?"
"Because I've always had a lucky mentality." Fang Yan answered truthfully. "Just now I wanted to kill Bai Xiu, but also wanted to save my life and Fenghuang's life - as long as there is a slight chance, I will think of the best of both worlds. This is human nature. But the moment you appeared, I had made up my mind. If my hope of escaping is slim, then I will choose to kill Bai Xiu -"
"Young man, do you know that there are many things where reality and ideals are always very different---" the gray-robed man chuckled. "You want him to die, I want him to live---you tell me, is he dead or alive?"
Fang Yan did not answer the gray-robed man's question.
This question is difficult to answer.
If I want to kill Bai Xiu, I must kill Bai Xiu.
But this gray-robed man wanted Bai Xiu to live. He would save Bai Xiu, and the best way to save Bai Xiu was to kill himself.
Fang Yan knew that because of his refusal, the gray-robed man had already decided to kill him.
Fang Yan stared at the gray-robed man without blinking, and his feet were preparing to exert force.
As long as he exerted force suddenly and let the energy in his dantian sink, even without lifting his feet, he could easily shock Bai Xiu to death with the strength inside his body.
However, when he does this, he will give the gray robe man an opportunity to take advantage of it -
In the eyes of an expert, your every move, every look, and every breath may be an opportunity to attack.
Fang Yan didn't know who the gray-robed man was, but he knew clearly that this was the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered.
The smile on the gray-robed man's face froze, and he just looked sharply at Fang Yan who was standing in front of him.
Wu Chi felt that a battle was about to break out, and opened his mouth to say something, but the gray-robed man said in a cold voice: "Everything should be done in moderation. If you still remember who gave you a second life----"
The martial arts fanatic sighed, turned around and walked towards the outskirts of the battlefield.
He understood that his efforts were unnecessary.
Whether it was Fang Yan or the man in gray robes, they were both extremely proud and stubborn. If they had an idea in mind, they would not be easily changed by others.
"Young man, you are very talented. You are the fastest growing person I have ever seen." The gray-robed man looked at Fang Yan and said, "You are also very courageous. Why don't you try again?"
Fang Yan didn't say anything, trying hard to keep his breathing even.
He stood like a sculpture, a fortress without any defensive flaws.
The gray-robed man shook his head and said, "You are wrong. Tai Chi emphasizes defense over offense. But whether it is your grandfather or Mo Qingdi, they both emphasize offense over defense. They are of the same lineage. Attack is your greatest advantage. It's a pity that you gave it up."
While the gray-robed man was speaking, his body had already disappeared from where he was.
boom!
He struck Fang Yan on the chest with his palm, sending Fang Yan's body flying.
Another step late!
When Fang Yan saw his body disappear, he also made a counterattack.
He slapped out with his palm, wanting to fight with the gray-robed man, and the better result would be to slap him back in return -
But it's too slow.
When his palm just slapped out, his body flew out.
Snap----
Fang Yan's body hit a branch as thick as a bowl, breaking it into two pieces.
Fang Yan leaned against the lower half of the tree trunk, taking big gulps to calm his surging blood and severely displaced internal organs. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again, but it was much better than the first time he was hit by a palm and sprayed blood.
This time he took precautions in advance!
But he still couldn't stop the attack of the gray-robed man.
Fang Yan waited until his body felt a little more comfortable and the Tai Chi Heart in his body started spinning again, then he once again walked towards the gray-robed man step by step.
The man in gray robe stood beside Bai Xiu, and Bai Xiu was lying at his feet.
The difference was that he didn't step on Bai Xiu's head with his feet.
Fang Yan strode towards the gray-robed man. He wanted to snatch Bai Xiu back.
He didn't care who Bai Xiu was, he only remembered that he was the enemy who killed his father----
The gray-robed man's eyes were slightly stern. Fang Yan's unyielding attitude and lack of appreciation made him feel despised. Without making any movement, his body disappeared from the spot again.
He slapped Fang Yan's chest again.
Fang Yan reached out to block it---
After catching it, he could feel the strong energy coming from the front.
boom-----
Fang Yan was hit in the chest again and his body flew backwards again.
His palm missed.
When he felt that his palm was about to touch the gray-robed man's palm, the gray-robed man suddenly changed his move.
The round energy he touched was just a palm shadow; the real move had deceived his eyes and hit his chest.
Crash, crash --
Fang Yan's body slid on the ground, smashing countless branches, grass leaves and stones protruding from the ground along the way.
Clang----
Fang Yan's body hit a big rock heavily, and then he came to a stop with difficulty.
Fang Yan lay there motionless, and after feeling his body's condition, he got up from the ground again.
He took the initiative to walk towards the gray-robed man and attacked him.
Fang Yan felt that what the gray-robed man said made sense. Although Tai Chi emphasizes defense over attack, both his grandfather and his senior brother Mo Xiaodi emphasized attack over defense. Inherited from the same lineage, attack is the biggest advantage of Fang Tai Chi.
Fang Yan is going to take the initiative to attack!
He didn't know what the best outcome would be, but he knew what the worst outcome would be.
"Fang Yan, give up------" Wu Chi said from the side to stop him. "Even if Mo Qingdi was in his prime, he might not be able to get any advantage when he met him---You are still too young."
"Mo Qingdi, have you given in?" Fang Yan asked.
"No----" Wu Chi Hou Zhendong replied sullenly. Is this the reason why he is only one of the Seven Idiots of China, but Mo Qingdi is one of the Three Dragons in his prime? They know what the best choice is, but they are willing to try the most difficult path.
They never give up when facing strong opponents. Is this the secret of their success
"I don't know how to do that either----" Fang Yan let the blood flow from the corner of his mouth, dived down, and rushed towards the gray-robed man who looked like a phantom.
call----
Fang Yan used the Drunken Crane Riding the Wind, the most mysterious and the most difficult to capture peerless footwork.
He rushed to the back of the gray-robed man in a strange state and slapped him on the back.
Tai Chi Palm, master Tai Chi, create infinite changes.
"Too slow----" The gray-robed man suddenly turned around and said in a mocking and extremely sympathetic tone.
Then he struck out, and was the first to arrive.
boom-----
Fang Yan was hit in the chest again, and his body flew backwards in the air again.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a small blood rain fell in the air.
Clang----
Fang Yan's body fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit on the hard ground. This showed how fierce the energy contained in the gray-robed man's palm was. Even when Fang Yan used his flesh and blood to block most of the force, there was still a lot of remnants that destroyed the ground horribly.
This time the injury was too deep, Fang Yan felt dizzy and stars flashed in his eyes.
It was precisely because of the brilliant and shining stars in his eyes that Fang Yan knew for sure that he was still alive.
"Cough cough cough----" Fang Yan coughed violently, mouthfuls of blood flowing out from the corners of his mouth.
The blood dyed the corners of his mouth, his neck, and the roots of his ears red, flowing into his ear holes.
Fang Yan used his elbows and knees to support himself and climbed up from the ground again.
After a series of fierce battles tonight, his clothes were torn, his hair was extremely messy, and his face and body were covered with blood----
Because of the pain, he could only hunch over slightly.
However, he still walked towards the gray-robed man step by step-----
"My father's death cannot be in vain----" Fang Yan wiped the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, so that his eyes could see more clearly. He said in a cold and extremely stubborn voice: "I won't do that either." (To be continued)