He has sharp eyes, a cold expression, and is wearing a black shirt.
His head was slightly lowered, not looking at Chiba Hōbu in front of him, but staring at the ground to the east of his feet.
The legs hold a simple long sword, giving the appearance of a peerless high-leg style. I can imagine him as a young version of Ye Gucheng or a black version of Ximen Chuixue-----
If I ignore his chubby figure.
"No. He begged to challenge me." Fang Yingxiong said proudly.
"Raise your head." Chiba Hōbu said. What happened to that challenger? Do I always lower my head so low that people can see clearly what I look like? Is it worth it for me to draw my sword? -----
"No," Fang Yingxiong said forcefully. If you say you won’t lift it up, then you won’t lift it up. There’s no need to discuss that kind of thing.
"Then why?" Chiba Hōbu was a little curious. Could it be said that this is a new type of fighting method that has just become popular in China
Does Chiba Military have such good habits? He is knowledgeable and memorized, eager for novelty, and he is willing to appreciate any fighting method or skill. Throw away the dross and take the best. From the beginning those things were taken possession of by him. Use the strengths of hundreds of schools to achieve the glory of the sword god.
"For no reason, I just assumed his neck was sprained -" Fang Yingxiong said. He didn't want to look up. Because he heard from his junior uncle that when he saw the Qianba Military Department, he actually felt like he couldn't make a move.
Since even the junior uncle couldn't make a move when he saw the old monster, then he couldn't make a move himself. Fang Yingxiong thought hard and finally found a way to pay Qianye Bingbu wrongly: He didn't look at me.
He doesn't even look at me, so he can take action, right
Fang Yingxiong felt that he was too witty.
Qianye Bingbu stared at Fang Yingxiong and looked at him. He was a little uninterested. He took a sip of tea with a small teapot and said: "I was expecting a battle, but I didn't expect that two naughty boys-----that kid Come out too."
Fang Junhaohan, who was also wearing a black shirt, walked out from the corner of the yard and angrily said to Fang Junhaohan: "He called him a kid. Why is he so young? I don't want to stop him. He wants to fight to the death."
After Fang Yingxiong came out, Qingyin, dressed in black with his whole head covered in a hat, also walked out of the darkness.
He had been supervising Fang Junhan just now, but that guy didn't make any strange moves, so he didn't make a move rashly. After all, it is not China, and they are very scrupulous about it. In Japan, if anyone dared to spy on the Sword God's family like that, he would have had his head chopped off long ago.
Qingyin walked up to Chiba Military and said in Japanese: "He has searched and there are no suspicious people around."
Fang Yingxiong was very dissatisfied with Fang Haohan's attitude, and said: "Fang Haohan, he has now entered the decisive battle state, with energy filling his Dantian, and man and sword becoming one ----- I don't know if I shut up with him at that time, it would affect him His vindictiveness? I like him more, and I actually came to tell him a joke---"
Fang Haohan felt aggrieved and said, "He didn't tell a joke."
Chiba Bingbu was a little speechless as a result of the two challengers, and said: "Please go back. We will not deny his legs."
He didn't see any dangerous aura from them, and he even had no interest in taking action. When he first became famous, challengers like that would come to his door every day, ranging from a thousand to eight hundred. Later, as his fame grew, those talents suddenly disappeared.
Unexpectedly, not long after arriving in the Huaxia Kingdom, there would be Chinese people running at the door to challenge ------- that level of wrong leg. Extremely boring.
choke!
Fang Yingxiong swiftly pulled out the long sword from his leg, still not looking into Qianba Bingbu's eyes, and said, "Let's get started. He begged me to kill Jiandong to achieve his undefeated reputation."
Qingyin was angry and said in a deep voice to the Chiba Military Department: "Master, Qingyin invites you to fight."
"That's all." Chiba Hōbu said. He knew Qingyin's skills. If he was allowed to go into battle, I'm afraid neither of the two boys would be able to return. Is it taboo to kill people there? There is no need to make a few children angry.
Chiba Hebu held a small teapot and turned back leisurely.
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were both dumbfounded. Even the Chiba Military Department was unwilling to compete with them
"Hero, what should we do?" Fang Haohan said anxiously. "If he doesn't fight with me, how can he take pictures?"
"How does he know what to do?" Fang Yingxiong said angrily.
Fang Yan was injured, and the bullet passed through his body.
Although there is no risk to his life, it will not even affect Fang Yan's normal work of teaching students. But no, like Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong Minghong, both of whom came from a martial arts family, this can be a very fatal thing for a duelist who is about to compete with a high-leg fighter.
After a hundred days of bruising, the bullet failed to kill Fang Yan, but it drained the blood from his body. If there is no blood, how can a man be strong
Of course, if Fang Yan fails to compete with Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan will not worry at all. They knew very well that even now, they would still defeat the young master uncle.
But no, the person who competed with my junior uncle actually entered the high-leg stage of the precipice - the precipice stage. I'm afraid I will never see a strong man like that in my life.
In that case, the impact of the bullet missing Fang Yan would be large enough. Without a peaceful mind and a healthy body, without a full spirit, without high morale, without a strong desire to survive even if he is willing to die, how can Fang Yan win Donglai
Fang Yan's wounds were bandaged by Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong, or they were diligent in changing the dressing. Fang Yingxiong once unintentionally tested whether the competition could be postponed or canceled altogether since the injury was so serious. Fang Yan shook his head and said it couldn't be canceled or postponed.
Fang Haohan said they might as well not go. Could it be that he could go to school and hurt someone? Fang Yan shook his head and said that the news of his contest with Chiba Hyebu has been spread by some people. The first person Chiba Hyebu challenged after coming to China was to deny him-------now it is not just him and Chiba. The martial arts competition of the Chiba Military Department is not the martial arts competition between Chinese warriors and Eastern warriors. He can be defeated or die. But no, you have to go.
Are Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan really anxious? Fang Yan said that he can lose or die, but Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan don't want Fang Yan to die. The two of them thought about it again and decided to come to Chiba Military Department for a test first.
Fang Yingxiong acted as a human shield and took the initiative to challenge the Chiba Military Department, while Fang Yingxiong secretly filmed with a dv machine. No matter whether the Chiba Military Department injured or killed the hero, he was not allowed to show up and go to the police with his DV machine. When the police arrest or deport Chiba Hōbu, will the young master no longer need to participate in that game
As for Fang Yan, they were afraid of losing and dying.
Their design is exquisite, but the Chiba Military Department is not willing to take action at all.
Fang Yingxiong roared and rushed towards Qianba Military Department with his long sword in hand.
He was very fast and used Fang's Plum Blossom Step with all his strength.
boom!
Fang Yingxiong's body flew back.
Chiba Hōbu did not move his legs, and Qingyin and Chiba Haowu also did not move their legs.
Fang Yingxiong covered his stomach and coughed violently. Fang Yingxiong already shouted in surprise: "Miss Ye-----"
Ye Wenwen, who was wearing a black leather jacket with short hair flying, stood in front of Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan. When he saw the sword in Fang Yingxiong's leg and the DV player in Fang Haohan's leg, he felt even more angry and slapped Fang Yingxiong on the head. , asked in a crisp and arrogant voice: "Did I come up with that damn idea?"
Fang Yingxiong didn't dare to hide, and quickly explained: "No, he really doesn't deny him-----"
Snapped!
Ye Wenrou slapped him on the head and said, "How dare you lie?"
"Miss Ye-----"
Snapped!
Ye Wenwen slapped him on the head again.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting-----" Fang Yingxiong covered his head and howled. "He confessed, but he didn't. He thought about it. Miss Ye, stop fighting, he was ready to confess just now."
"He knows." Ye Wenwen said with a knowing look on his face. "It smoothed my legs. I think it would be more rhythmic to slap me three times."
"--------" Fang Yingxiong stared at Ye Wenwen's tyrannosaurus with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide, speechless for a long time. Do you really need a sense of rhythm when hitting people
Seeing Ye Wenrou staring at the DV player in his lap, Fang Haohan's blushing face became even redder. He hurriedly hid the DV player behind his back, but then he quickly remembered that doing so was an attempt to cover up and insult Miss Ye's IQ, so he quickly took it out and said with a smile: "Miss Ye, that's all Fang Yingxiong's fault. The idea----actually he doesn't agree with it. If he strongly opposes it, he can threaten him with force. Then he can go there with him------"
boom!
Before Fang Haohan finished speaking, his body flew out.
Ye Wenrou patted her legs and snorted coldly: "Although Fang Yingxiong's idea is a bit stupid and he looks a bit wretched, at least his thoughts are not good. The Fang family raised me and taught me, and I don't even have to make that sacrifice. If I am willing to do it, I will always drag others down and betray my friends. If I don’t ask for permission, he will beat me to death in front of outsiders.”
Fang Yingxiong nodded repeatedly, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.
Ye Wenrou swung his legs and said, "Go away. Don't let him see us again."
Fang Yingxiong got up from the ground, ran to Fang Yingxiong and said: "Hero, she told them to get out - is that insulting them? Do they want to be angry?"
Fang Yingxiong slapped Fang Haohan on the head and cursed: "What's the point of being angry?"
Influenced by Ye Wenwen, Fang Yingxiong also liked the sport of slapping people on the head. I can't help but say it's really rhythmic when you smoke it. Very relieved.
Fang Haohan thought it wrong and said, "Then don't be angry."