"It seems like that woman is not Teacher Fang's mother----" Tang Cheng finally saw something was not quite right and said aloud. “They were deceived by Teacher Fang.
"------" Qin Yitian felt quite speechless. No, they were deceived by Teacher Fang, or a redhead like me was deceived by Teacher Fang, okay? He never believed it in the first place.
Qianye Xun turned to look at Qin Yitian and asked in English: "What happened? That woman - why did she ask to beat Teacher Fang Yan? In the witness of so many students - then... Isn’t this a very rude thing?”
Qianba Xun couldn't understand Chinese, and he couldn't hear the wrong words between Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou on the stage. He didn't know that that matter was closely related to his father, Qianba Bingbu.
"That's not a free competition between warriors of the Chinese nation." Qin Yitian said. "Killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace in a thousand miles - fencing as a knight, fearless, this is not the true style of a warrior."
Tang Cheng didn't think so. It was obvious that Teacher Fang had done something wrong, and the woman came to his door to retaliate with a beating. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but there is no water in it at all. Teacher Fang has been beaten like that. In Qin Yitian's eyes, he can compete in martial arts, fencing and become a hero ----- Is there such a hero
Of course, Tang Cheng is not stupid. He will not expose Qin Yitian's cover-up in front of international friends in public.
He leaned back and spoke through Qin Yitian and Qianye Xun in the middle, saying: "People who practice martial arts pay the most attention to the word freedom. Freedom of thought, freedom of spirit, and freedom of behavior. Only in this way can one become a true martial arts master." . Drawing swords to help each other when there is an injustice, and fighting each other after a disagreement is not a normal thing for people who practice martial arts. On what occasion the fight occurs, and who is watching - it doesn't matter to them. "
Seeing Qin Yitian's eyes glance at him, Tang Cheng's heart beat faster and he said, "Does Teacher Fang Yan have extremely rare Tai Chi high legs? After his deeds spread, some people came to challenge him." Of course. Because----Chinese is a country where all the people are fond of martial arts."
"Thank you, Mr. Tangcheng." Qianye Xun said with a grateful face. "He is obviously famous. Because Teacher Fang Yan is famous, people will continue to come to challenge him, right?"
She thought of her father. Her father often faced challenges like that when he was just starting out. Well, since her father became the number one swordsman in the East, that kind of challenge has become less and less, and at first it was even gone.
When the distance between me and the wrong leg is very close, they will be jealous of me and try their best to surpass me.
When I swing my legs wildly out of the way, they envy me and worship me.
That's inhumane!
"Doesn't that mean----Teacher Fang Yan, is he very strong?" Qianye Xun thought in his heart. So in the competition between father and teacher Fang Yan - father will definitely not lose, right
"Is she really a very powerful woman?" Qianye Xun said looking at Ye Wenwen on the stage.
"No?" Qin Yitian had a bright smile on his face.
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Fang Yan's expression became extremely solemn.
Looking at Ye Wenwen, who was waving his legs towards him, he asked in a deep voice: "How strong is he?"
"Very, very strong."
"I know?"
"The old drunkard knows."
"Chiba Military Department has been to China before?"
"Ten years ago, the old drunkard traveled to the East to challenge the Thirteen Swordsmen on the island. He once had a fight with the Chiba Military Department." Ye Wenwen said.
"Lost?"
"The old drunkard said that at that time, Qianye Bingbu's swordsmanship was very sophisticated." Ye Wenrou said.
"He's obviously red." Fang Yan nodded and said. “That time, he’s going to do his best.”
The feet are slightly staggered, the toes are naturally rounded, the legs and arms are stretched out, rising and falling in the east and west, just like a bird flapping its wings.
Keep the center and use the center, and meditate and return to the true state.
Fang Yan felt peaceful and his seven consciousnesses were unified.
Forget things, forget everything around you. That's not a student classroom, nor is it standing in an auditorium with hundreds of people. He is on the plain grassland, he is on the top of the dangerous peak where you can stretch your legs to pick out the moon, he is on the bank of the Yangtze River, and on the vast beach -----
Forget him, who you are, what you came here for, and why you left. There is no intrigue, no conspiracy, no cause or effect, human and Tai Chi become one.
He doesn't like Tai Chi, but he wants Tai Chi.
That time, Fang Yan chose to attack proactively.
Fang's Plum Blossom Step unfolded and circled around Ye Wenrou's position.
He walked faster and faster, his body getting weaker and weaker, like a phantom.
The arc of his legs and arms moved faster and faster, like a fan with the power turned to maximum.
If you pay careful attention, you will find that the trajectory of Fang Yan's running is a circle, and the angle of the double Buddha dance is a circle. Wu Yuan is not very extreme, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenwen just form the yin and yang poles of Tai Chi.
Footsteps fell silently, red smoke billowing.
The lights above were still so bright, could it be that in front of everyone, under the eyelids of countless people watching, the bodies of Fang Yan and Ye Wenwen just disappeared like that.
They formed a circle, wrapped in a substance that was unknown whether it was dust or red gas. Airtight.
The Taitung audience had no idea what happened to Hong, and they also felt that the plot was getting more and more unsightly.
Because, they can’t see the red clearly.
It’s true that the punches that I saw before were so exciting, even the scene of Ye Wenwen holding a textbook and hitting Fang Yan on the head was not as good as -----
What on earth are they two doing
While everyone was looking at it in confusion, a huge explosion sound suddenly rushed into their ears forcefully and brutally.
boom-----
The red smoke has cleared!
Everyone felt their eardrums hurting, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenwen finally appeared in front of everyone again.
The difference was that Ye Wenwen stood still, while Fang Yan was pushed to the corner curtain several meters away.
There was blood on the corners of Fang Yan's mouth and nose, and he looked seriously injured.
"That's the end?"
"Is that stunt too fake?"
"Does that deny the legendary gas explosion?"
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The atmosphere at the scene was too weird and depressing, and some people wanted to jump up and say, please change the channel. Are you acting like that
"Is it just that?" Ye Wenrou looked at Fang Yan who was blasted away by her in the distance, and said, "The law of yin and yang in the Tai Chi realm?"
Is it just that
Fang Yan's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his heart was bleeding.
What he used was indeed the law of yin and yang in the realm of Tai Chi. He doesn't like Tai Chi, but he wants Tai Chi. Everything in the world is not perfect.
His steps are not circular, and his palm skills are not circular either. He rotated along Ye Wenwen, hoping to use his anode to 'fuse' Ye Wenwen's cathode.
According to the law of yin and yang, if Ye Wenrou is 'unified' by him, then she will become his lamb to be slaughtered. Fang Yan decides whether to fight, kill or kiss her mouth and touch her breasts.
It's easy to get out of the circle but hard to get into the circle. Don't leave behind or in front of the waist. The soil in the difficult position does not leave its position, it is easy to retreat and difficult to advance, and it is difficult to study carefully. This is a martial art that does not involve standing still, leaning forward and retreating and shoulder to shoulder. It can be like a water mill speeding up the rush and slowing it down, or a cloud, a dragon, a wind, a tiger, and an elephant all at once.
It sounds profound, but put it in simple and understandable terms: Fang Yan wanted to use a Tai Chi circle to trap Ye Wenrou so that the two of them could become one and form a circle, and then control and molest her - oh, no indecent. It turns out that Ye Wenwen rejected Fang Yan's fusion and slapped him -----
The cathode is too strong and the anode is sluggish. Facing a tough woman like Ye Wenwen, Fang Yan wanted to bang his head against the wall in pain.
"Can there be aliens who can deal with her?" Fang Yan thought in his heart.
Ye Wenrou raised a finger to Fang Yan and said, "Congratulations, I have a chance to win----"
"Come again." Fang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said viciously.
That time, he still took the initiative and rushed towards Ye Wenwen, who was standing motionless in the center of the circle.
boom-----
Fang Yan flew out again.
His back hit the stage on top of the desk used to place textbooks. The desk was shattered before he could fall, and pieces of wood flew into the air.
"Double opportunities." Ye Wenwen stood still and raised two leg fingers at Fang Yan's direction.
Fang Yan jumped up like a carp and rushed towards Ye Wenwen again.
boom-----
Fang Yan was knocked out again.
Bang-----
His body hit the wall of the auditorium, knocking a hole into the thick wall, and the sand fell swishingly, as if he had just suffered a minor earthquake.
Fang Yan's hair is messy and his clothes are in tatters. There were countless cuts on his face and body, making him look miserable and miserable.
He leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. The corners of his mouth were still bleeding, and the blood flowed even faster as if a hole had been opened in his nose.
He couldn't move and didn't want to move.
Ye Wenwen finally left her original position. She took a few steps back and retreated to the edge of the stage.
She looked at Fang Yan, stretched out three fingers, and said in a cold and impersonal voice, "Triple chance. It's not a triple chance. Fang Yan, I'm too weak."
She picked up the Chinese textbook from the ground, or when she entered the door, she hit Fang Yan on the head and took it away from a student's desk.
With a tap of her toes, she jumped to the east side of the stage. Like a beautiful black butterfly.
She put the textbook on the boy's desk and said, "Thank you."
Then, with countless people looking at her, she held her head high and walked towards the door of the auditorium on her high heels with slender sharp heels.
Come on!
Come on!
Sigh----
The sound was clear and sweet, and every sound seemed to hit the hearts of everyone present.
Wow----
The auditorium door opened.
Bang-----
The auditorium door closed again.
vomit-----
Ye Wenwen couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.
In the school playground, out of sight of everyone!