It's good to hit the head, it's good to hit the chest, it's also good to tease the vagina -----
Fang Yan has 10,000 ways to attack, but every attack method seems to be intercepted by the wrong party and used to counterattack.
Are my killer moves actually feeding the wrong side
Chiba Hōbu, the number one swordsman in the East known as the "Light of the North Star", his defense has actually entered the "precipice" state of returning to his true nature.
There is an unknown cliff ahead, and if you are not careful, you will step over and crash. Such a sense of crisis makes people cautious.
When fighting, the most fearful thing is not being afraid of death, and the most taboo thing is not being afraid to move forward.
When I lose confidence in my fists and lose hope in winning the battle, then I will definitely lose.
If you can't stretch out your fists and feet, how can you talk about fighting
Fang Yan is now facing that state of horror and fear.
No, he was scared.
High-legged moves, often risking one's life. Superman one second ago turned into a dead man in the blink of an eye.
'Cliff' high legs, one of a kind.
It was not the first time for him to encounter an invulnerable high-leg, but he had no reason to injure or kill him.
Even Fang Yan himself couldn't think of any excuse for the man in front of him to be merciful. Regardless of his son's injury or his apprentice's hatred, destroying Huaxia Gaoji can add color and points to his reputation----
Fang Yan has an unfulfilled dream, his Tai Chi heart is growing, and the most important thing is that he is not a virgin -----
He doesn't want to die!
Fang Yan took a deep breath, looked at Qianye Bingbu and said, "Am I here to avenge Qianye Haowu?"
"No." Chiba Hōbu denied with a smile. "I defeated Chiba Haowu, but Chiba Haowu himself is not good at swordsmanship. If he needs revenge, he will pick up the sword and start all over again. Only then can he truly avenge himself."
"Then what shall I do?"
"I hurt Chiba Haowu-----"
"I'm here to take revenge." Fang Yan said
"I hurt Qingyin again----"
"Qingyin?" Fang Yan's eyes were slightly confused, and then he suddenly became clear. He stared at Chiba Hōbu with cold eyes and said: "So, the guy who turned off the lights and was sneaking around in the dark in an attempt to fish in troubled waters and was beaten half to death by me, is he innocent as I said?" Did I send him to test him? Did he think of letting his apprentice kill him without bothering my master to show up? Hey, did you disappoint me?"
"Qingyin is a ninja, he will choose the fighting environment that suits him best." Chiba Hyobu explained in a gentle voice without getting angry.
Chiba Yoshitake returned from a serious injury, but he was not angry. The eldest disciple Qingyin was beaten until he vomited blood and he was not angry.
Since entering the 'Godless' state, few things can make him angry.
Fang Yan was completely angry. He stared at Chiba Hōbu and said, "My son attacked from behind after the battle, so he wounded him. Qingyin sneaked into Manfu's student's box to perform a knife attack, so he struck back with his legs - --- Now I came here to intercept and look for trouble. If I don't agree, will I avenge them? Why do I have to find a high-sounding excuse for myself when I'm doing dirty things? I won't say that I'm here to find him. Just a simple martial arts competition, right? If that's really the case, he would actually respect me as a person."
Chiba Haowu saw the angry Fang Yan and said, "I can't fool him. Even when I'm angry, my heartbeat is still balanced, my defense is still calm, and my eyes - too calm, not burning The burning flame."
Qianye Haowu stared at Fang Yan's eyes, but mastered all the movements of Fang Yan's body.
"Why did the fist that I clenched just now unclenched again? I couldn't move my legs, so did I just want to anger him?" Chiba Hyebu asked with a smile. "Actually, he didn't ask for the wrong reason. He just felt that I should have a high leg. So, he came."
"Are you disappointed now?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "I see, standing in front of me, with my precipitous high legs, he can't even swing his fist - although he likes my inscrutable face that seems to have everything under control. Several times he wanted to rush over and punch me hard in the face. At that time, he really wanted to see what my expression would look like."
"He was not disappointed," Chiba Hyobu said. "I'm strong."
"I misunderstood." Fang Yan said.
"There are very few people who can keep calm in front of him. Qianye is good at martial arts, but Qingyin can be considered half-I laugh and curse, and I can do it with ease. That is already much better than Qianye's martial arts and Qingyin."
The night was as cold as water, and the dim street lights stretched their figures infinitely.
Chiba Hyebu's body stood to the east of a street lamp. The light and shadow cast his body and the red robe in a light yellow golden halo. It had a slightly stinging feeling, which made Fang Yan's eyes very uncomfortable. .
This is a very hazy state. Fang Yan knew the location of Chiba Military Department, he saw him there, he heard him there, but no, he knew, he must not be there.
He looks still, but he also gives the impression of being moving, like a ghost.
Then there is no "defense" on the cliff, no defense.
The reason why they are godless is because they themselves are godless. No false gods.
"Not being afraid is a strength in itself." Chiba Hōbu said. "I'm not as strong as he thinks, but I'm pretty good."
Before he finished speaking, Chiba Hyobu's body disappeared very strangely on the spot.
Then he appeared in front of Fang Yan like lightning and stretched his legs to lock his throat.
too fast!
Incredibly fast!
The distance of more than ten meters was reached in an instant. It was as if he had mastered the Taoist secret of shrinking the ground into an inch, or if he had emerged from a strange wormhole. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of light years have disappeared.
boom----
Fang Yan felt a burning pain in his Dantian. It looked like someone had taken a rifle and shot him hard in the abdomen.
The heat was oppressive and dull. Just like there is no boiling molten steel, no burning pyre.
I always feel like it's lacking a bit of heat.
Suppression, accumulation. No matter how depressed you are, save more.
boom------
The molten steel boiled and the pyre burned.
The extremely quiet Tai Chi heart in Fang Yan's abdomen suddenly started spinning crazily.
The realm of Tai Chi appears, and wherever it reaches, it is not his territory.
He saw the stretched out legs, which were pale red and skinny, with snow-red skin and tender and smooth breasts, unlike the legs that held a sword.
There was no sound of wind, and it didn't look fierce.
It's light and airy, as if you want to touch a flower and pick a fruit, and you want to grab a handful of wind and put it to your nose to simmer and smell it carefully.
Buddha Tuo Nianhua, the hidden Dharma Eye, the wonderful heart of Nirvana, the reality without form, the subtle Dharma door.
The body of the telephone pole became twisted and tilted, and the light of the street lamp became dim and gloomy. Everything around him has undergone strange changes.
Whoosh!
Fang Yan took a step back.
Just no to that step.
The attack by Qianba Bingbu failed, and Fang Yan's Tai Chi realm also disappeared, silently heading east again.
When Fang Yan felt the extremely dangerous life-and-death process, Chiba Hōbu's figure returned to its original position.
It was exactly the same position as before, as if he had never left.
"What's that?" Qianye Bingbu looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled look.
When it comes to his situation, the sword is not a sword, the knife is not a sword, the fan is not a sword, and the chopsticks are not a sword. Picking flowers from a leaf is not a sword, nor are the legs and fingers a sword.
Just now he locked a claw on Fang Yan's throat, but in fact, he was also stabbing Fang Yan's throat with a claw sword.
A sword struck, and the sky gave instructions.
Even if he had defeated some schools of kendo high-legs in the East before, they were in chaos when faced with his claw sword move and retreated several meters away.
But no, the guy in front of them who was a bit younger than them just took a step away.
Just by avoiding one step, he avoided thirty-two consecutive attacks.
"The heart of Tai Chi." Fang Yan said.
"The heart of Tai Chi?" Chiba Hyobu chewed the word seriously in his mouth. There is a big difference between Chinese and Japanese martial arts. The Japanese pay more attention to the ultimate cultivation of fists, feet and weapons, but the Chinese nation is the birthplace of Tai Chi.
He didn't understand the many realms and various mysteries of Tai Chi, but he knew everything. With his cultivation in Kendo and Qi Dao, he could easily understand the meaning of those four words Fang Yan said.
"Fight external force with external force, and build external force with external force. Then absorb the natural force of heaven and earth - is that not the heart of Tai Chi?"
Fang Yan knew that those cliffs and high legs were not ordinary people, so he didn't hide it much and said, "That's true."
"You are so young, so precious. He doesn't understand the situation in China, but if I were in Japan, I would definitely be the first person in my generation -----"
Fang Yan smiled and said, "He just avoided my move and I lifted him to that position. Am I praising him or myself?"
Qianye Bingbu did not smile, but looked at Fang Yan seriously and said, "It is a worthwhile trip to come here from thousands of miles away with a sword. I am worthy of his sword."
"It's not worth it." Fang Yan advised. "I used my legs and swords and he beat me. I used sharp swords. How could I kill him with just a few blows? We can just have a casual discussion. I hope I can really beat him to death. Win." You are right, right? They are very good at saying that I use the big to bully the small and the strong to bully the weak-----"
"In one month's time, there will be a showdown at the top of Yijian Peak." Qianba Bingbu said.
"One month? Do I want to challenge him?" Fang Yan asked. He felt a little anxious and said, "Isn't one month too short? He feels that he is very unprepared."
"How long will it take?" Chiba Military Department asked.
Fang Yan thought for a while and said, "Thirty years, maybe. Thirty years later, he will be waiting for you at the top of Yijian Peak to fight to the death."
Chiba Bingbu flicked his sleeves and floated away.
Fang Yan looked at his extremely free and easy back and murmured to himself: "Let me tell you something, do you agree or not?"