"Tai Chi represents vitality, the place where Qi is, the endless life and death. Sword Burning represents the place of death, where there is no return. Fang Yan lost, because the power of death was even stronger and more violent -----" Someone sighed heavily. .
"The competition ends here, friends, he takes the first step. Bu Nao has agreed that after one month, he will challenge the Japanese man, and we are not allowed to compete with him -----"
"Why should you deny me? He will challenge him tomorrow -----"
Qianye Haowu laughed wildly. He proudly said to Qingyin: "Qingyin, did I see it? My father won - he won again. There is no difference from before. I didn't expect it, he He actually used Sword Burning——Who is Fang Yan? Is it worthy for his father to use Sword Burning? Shouldn’t he keep that magical skill and use it as a sure-fire weapon when he challenges the more powerful wrong leg? ?”
Qianye Haowu felt that it was natural for his father to win against Dongfang Yan. He even stubbornly believed that if Fang Yan was vulnerable, he only needed to use two or three points of strength - why do you want to hit him with such a powerful move? Does he deserve to be there
Qingyin looked at the proud Qianye Haowu and said: "Fang Yan is nothing, he is worthy of the master's use of the sword - the master knows his legs better than them, and knows what kind of enemy he should face." What moves to use."
Qianye Haowu glanced at Qingyin's position with dissatisfaction. He didn't like Qingyin because he always hid in the darkness and was sneaky and shady. Even when his father won a big victory, he still had a dead look on his face.
A person who can't even smile is really lovable.
Because climbing the mountain is too hard, Chiba Kaoru looks very embarrassed.
She had underestimated that 'trip'. In fact, if the woman behind her who kidnapped her had not helped her from time to time, she would not have been able to climb the steepest mountaintop facing the sword peak.
Qianye Xun stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.
She felt so uncomfortable.
She saw her father's all-out effort, and she also saw Fang Yan's genius.
Could it be that her Chinese teacher Fang Yan still had his chest cut open by his father----
How painful would that be
My father was wrong, he shouldn't have come to watch that game. Because no matter whether he saw his father being killed or not, he would not be happy in his heart.
Phoenix looked at Qianba Xun with tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't you feel sad
"Why do you have to ask for that?" Qianye Xun asked.
"Because they all have men they are pursuing." Phoenix said. "The pursuit is too big, so big that those little women like them can't understand it at all. They are not willing to accept it."
"I killed him." Qianye Xun said.
"What?" Phoenix frowned.
"I killed him." Qianye Xun said. "Because his father will definitely kill Teacher Fang Yan. It's better to die earlier than to die later - it won't be so uncomfortable if you die early."
Phoenix sneered and said, "Don't worry, the game is not over yet."
The game is certainly not over.
Fang Yan's Tai Chi realm was actually broken. This was not the first time he encountered it - no, the second time. There is also a possibility of a third time.
The first time was broken by an old drunkard. At that time, I had just realized the power of Tai Chi. I had already used the Tai Chi state, but I was punched away by him. You can't stop it, you can't stop it.
The second time I was broken by Ye Wenrou, that woman ignored all defenses and slapped me in the face even if she said she wanted to, and kicked me in the balls even if she said she wanted to hit me in the chest -----
That time, he was defeated by the Chiba Military Department, an Oriental who came across the ocean.
The Oriental Sword God, he has the ability to stand out from the crowd and deserves the praise and support of the Oriental people.
Fang Yan looked at the crack on his chest, at the skin and flesh, at the rain of blood, and said with a smile: "Why can't I say I'm wrong? Seeing his talent made me want to kill? That's it?" You can’t blame me, he is indeed the most outstanding young man in China----"
Thinking that Coco and Ye Wenwen were watching from the outside, Fang Yan reluctantly added two words: "One---"
When Fang Yan shut up, he grabbed Qianba Bingbu's leg and stabbed it eastward.
The five fingers were like ridges, and he fiercely pierced Chiba Hyebu's leg and wrist, punching five bloody holes in his leg wall.
Seeing Chiba Hōbu's confused eyes, Fang Yan said with a smile: "My sword represents death, but Tai Chi represents rebirth - his rebirth energy is not as good as my death power. So, although he holds My legs and wrists were still bound by me, so I scratched his chest----but no, when I scratched his chest, air would naturally flow out----"
"So I found an opportunity." Chiba Hōbu's eyes were full of appreciation. "When he opened my chest with his sword energy, it was also when the old strength was gone and the new strength was not regenerated. The fleeting opportunity was seized by me----"
"I struck him with a sword, and he pierced me with five small holes. I was older than him, so he suffered a little loss." Fang Yan said with a smile.
"Fang Yan, how about being an Oriental for the rest of my life?" Chiba Hebu looked at Fang Yan's delicate face and said with great seriousness: "In that case, he will be reluctant to kill me."
"He felt my sincerity but he had to sternly refuse - so I won't ask them to put forward such embarrassing conditions in the future." Fang Yan said angrily. "His father will never disobey his father in his future life, and his mother will never disapprove of his mother in his future life. He was born in a Tai Chi family and has a great heart for Tai Chi. If an Japanese named Chiba Hōbu comes to challenge him, he will not deny it." I will gladly accept the challenge and try my best to kill him. If I can't kill him, I will seriously injure him. If I can't, I will bite him. There are many Chinese people, and they have many cowards who are greedy for life and fear of death, but they are not lacking in blood and fearlessness. warrior."
"He even begged to kill me."
"He has already decided whether he will be born as a Chinese or not and whether he will be buried in a Chinese grave." Fang Yan smiled boldly. "His courage is not enough, his blood is not strong, he cherishes his little life, but if there is a need - he doesn't mind dedicating it. I can take it, I can take it, If I can’t take it, I can’t leave.”
Chiba Hōbu sighed softly.
Such young talents are terrible, and China has the most hope with these young people.
With a flick of his leg and wrist, Fang Yan's right leg and arm felt as if they had been scratched by countless knives, with countless small wounds appearing.
Is that caused by sword energy
No fists or feet are needed, just every joint of the legs and arms can be used as a sword. The cultivation base of Chiba Military Department is really profound and terrifying.
Fang Yan punched out, Qianye Bingbu waved his sleeves to block it.
boom!
Fang Yan punched Chiba Bingbu's wide sleeve in front of him. The sleeve was like an extremely hard iron plate.
Fang Yan blasted a big hole out of the clothes board, but his body flew away upside down.
Wow----
After Fang Yan's body slid on the ground for a while, his head hit hard on a huge rock. Until then, the castration of the body is exhausted.
Without waiting for any reaction from them, Fang Yan got up from the ground on his own.
He didn't like lying down because he found that position too ugly.
There are so many fans watching him, so he has to work hard to maintain his macho demeanor.
The clothes on his chest were open, and the mountain wind whistled against his strong and well-proportioned chest.
Fang Yan stood as tall as a mountain, without a trace of timidity.
Qianye Bingbu frowned slightly as he looked at Fang Yan striding towards him.
His legs and arms were bleeding profusely, which were the holes scratched by Fang Yan's claws. His leg fingers were sharper than sharp knives, piercing the flesh and piercing his legs and arms.
He originally wanted to kill him with one strike and resolve the battle cleanly.
But what he didn't expect was that he would now enter a life and death race----
Whoever persists to the end will be the final winner.
Moreover, a brave and fearless wrong leg is really a headache.
Fang Yan's body shook like a drunk returning home. Even his eyes became hazy, as if he couldn't really see the world in front of him.
His feet stepped on protruding stones several times and he almost fell. His body staggered and ran forward for several steps before barely maintaining his figure.
Fang Yan's body jumped up and punched Chiba Hōbu's head.
hiss-----
The fist is like steel, and the energy is like the Yangtze River.
That punch completely subverted the principle and essence of Tai Chi's use of softness to overcome hardness. Use head-to-head confrontation, use arrogance to suppress arrogance.
This is not what Jianghu people call hard Tai Chi.
Hard Tai Chi uses hard force to fight against toughness, while soft Tai Chi uses four ounces to push a thousand pounds.
Chiba Hyebu jumped up and kicked Fang Yan's body.
Bang la la----
Fang Yan's fist hit the toes of Chiba Hōbu, the fist energy collided with the sword energy, and the airflow collided, making a harsh explosion sound.
Fang Yan's body fell and flew backwards again, and Chiba Hyobu's body took three steps back after landing.
Snapped!
Fang Yan's body hit the boulder in front of him.
Fang Yan shook his legs and stood up again.
He stepped on the cross step with both feet and rushed towards Chiba Hōbu again.
There are no fancy tricks or complicated moves. It's just a matter of fighting for strength with strength and fighting for life with life.
Snapped-----
Fang Yan's body was blown away again.
After breaking several small trees in succession, he was intercepted by a larger tree from the east.
Fang Yan's throat felt sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chiba Hyebu's face was expressionless, but there was a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth.
Qianye Bingbu has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and his external strength is definitely better than Fang Yan's.
Fang Yan tidied his sweat-damp hair and climbed up again with difficulty.
"He begged to kill him." Fang Yingxiong was like a red-eyed bull, angrily rushing toward the Chiba Military Department.
He begged to kill him!
Please be killed by him!
boom!
As soon as the leather boots appeared, he kicked him in the face and knocked him back.
Fang Haohan sprinted forward before his body could catch his breath. He was kicked in the stomach and rolled back to his original position.
"What am I doing, that crazy woman of mine——" Fang Yingxiong shouted at Ye Wenwen. For the first time, he dared to speak so loudly and wrongly to a violent woman.
"If I don't help, why shouldn't I let them go?" Fang Haohan stared at Ye Wenwen fiercely, his chest rising and falling, and it looked like he was about to explode from holding back.
"Watch. Watch carefully. As for his fight, he wants an upright fight - he doesn't want anyone to help him. If needed, he would have gone back to the old drunkard gang long ago. , do you need our two idiots to call back and bring in reinforcements?" Ye Wenwen's face was gloomy, and his fists were clenched tightly.
"He died in battle, so he went to challenge. He died in battle, and the old drunkard went to challenge. Their high legs of the Fang family are dead, and there are many other Chinese heroes who will challenge. It is not our turn to die."
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