Hitting the head wasn't right, hitting the chest wasn't right, and hitting the groin wasn't right either …
Fang Yan had ten thousand ways to attack, but it seemed that every attack could be intercepted and counterattacked by the opponent.
Your killer moves were actually feeding the opponent moves.
Chiba Hiroshi, known as the "Light of the Northstar" and the number one swordsman in Japan, had actually reached the "absolute wall" realm in defense.
The unknown was a cliff that was tens of thousands of feet in front of him, and if he wasn't careful, he would fall. Such a sense of crisis made him cautious.
The most terrifying thing in a battle was not being afraid of death, and the most taboo was not moving forward out of fear.
When you lost confidence in your fists and hope for victory, then you would lose without a doubt.
If you couldn't use your fists and feet, how could you talk about a great battle?
Fang Yan was now facing this state of horror and fear.
Yes, he was afraid.
When experts fought, they often fought with their lives on the line. A superhuman one second ago could also become a dead man in the blink of an eye.
"Absolute wall" experts were one in ten thousand.
This wasn't the first time he had encountered an Impeccable Realm expert, but that person had no reason to injure or kill him.
Even Fang Yan himself couldn't think of any excuse for the person in front of him to show mercy. Whether it was to avenge his son's injury to his disciple, or to kill an expert like Hua Xia, it could add color to his reputation …
Fang Yan had unfulfilled dreams, and his Tai Chi heart was growing. Most importantly, he was still a virgin …
He didn't want to die!
Fang Yan took a deep breath, looked at Chiba Hiroshi, and said, "Are you here to avenge Chiba Haomu?"
"No." Chiba Hiroshi denied with a smile. "You defeated Chiba Haomu, but that was because he wasn't good enough with the sword. If he needed revenge, he would pick up his sword and start over again. At that time, it will be true revenge. "
"Then what are you here for?"
"You hurt Chiba Haomu …"
"I'm still here for revenge," Fang Yan said.
"You hurt Qing Yin again …"
"Qing Yin?" Fang Yan's eyes were slightly puzzled, but they instantly cleared up. He stared coldly at Chiba Shinbutsu and said, "So, the guy who tried to sneak around in the dark after turning off the lights and tried to fish in troubled waters and got beaten half to death by me is the Qing Ying you mentioned? Did you send him to test me? Or are you thinking of letting your disciple kill me so that you, the master, won't have to show up? Unfortunately, I've disappointed you, right? "
"Qing Yin is a ninja, he will choose the most suitable combat environment for himself." Chiba Shinobu didn't get angry and explained in a gentle voice.
Chiba Haomu returned with heavy injuries, but he wasn't angry. His eldest disciple, Qing Yin, was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, but he was not angry.
Ever since he entered the Soulless state, there were very few things that could make him angry.
Fang Yan was thoroughly enraged. He stared at Chiba Shinobu and said, "Your son attacked me from behind after the battle, so I injured him. Qing Yin sneaked into a room full of students and attacked me, so I fought back … Now you came here to stop me, and you still say you didn't want to avenge them? Why do you have to find a dignified excuse for doing such a dirty thing? Don't tell me you came here just to learn martial arts from me? If that's the case, I'll respect you. "
Chiba Haomu looked at the angry Fang Yan and said, "You can't fool me. Even when you're angry, your heartbeat is still balanced, your defense is still steady, and your eyes … are too calm, without a burning flame. "
Chiba Haomu stared at Fang Yan's eyes, but he knew all of Fang Yan's movements.
"Why did you loosen your clenched fists? You can't do anything, so you want to provoke me? "Chiba Haomu asked with a smile. "Actually, the reason doesn't matter to me. I just think you should be a master. So, I came here. "
"Now you're disappointed, aren't you?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "Look, standing in front of you, facing a master like you, I can't even throw a punch … Although I hate your enigmatic face, as if everything is under your control. There were a few times when I wanted to rush over and throw a few punches. At that time, I really wanted to see what kind of expression you would have. "
"I'm not disappointed," Chiba Haomu said. "You're very strong."
"You misunderstand," Fang Yan said.
"Very few people can maintain a calm heart in front of me. Chiba Haomu can't, and Qing Yin can only be considered half … You can laugh and scold with ease, which is already much stronger than Chiba Haomu and Qing Yin. "
The night was as cold as water, and the dim yellow streetlight stretched the shadows of the two infinitely long.
Chiba Haomu stood under a streetlight, and the light and shadow made his body and white robe inlaid with a pale yellow halo. It was a slightly prickly feeling, and it made Fang Yan's eyes uncomfortable.
It was a very hazy state. Fang Yan knew where Chiba Haomu was. He saw him there, and he heard him there, but he knew that he was definitely not there.
He seemed to be still, but he gave people the feeling that he was swimming, like a ghost.
This was the "defense" of the Absolute Wall, the defense of no gods.
The reason why there were no gods was because they themselves were gods. They were false gods.
"Not being afraid is a kind of strength in itself," Chiba Haomu said. "You're not as strong as I thought, but … it's already very good."
Before he finished speaking, Chiba Haomu's body strangely disappeared from where he stood.
Then, he appeared in front of Fang Yan like lightning, reaching out to grab his throat.
Too fast!
Unbelievably fast!
A distance of more than ten meters was covered in the blink of an eye. It was as if he had mastered the Daoist secret art of shrinking the ground into an inch, or as if he had drilled out of a strange wormhole. In just the blink of an eye, the distance of hundreds of millions of light-years had disappeared.
Bang …
Fang Yan felt a burning pain in his dantian. It was as if someone had raised a rifle and shot him hard in the abdomen.
The heat was very oppressive and dull. It was like there was no boiling molten steel, no burning pyre.
He always felt that there was something missing.
Suppress and accumulate. Suppress and accumulate again.
Boom …
The molten steel boiled, and the pyre burned.
The Heart of Taiji in Fang Yan's abdomen, which was extremely quiet, suddenly spun wildly.
The Realm of Taiji appeared. Wherever the realm was, it was my territory.
He saw the outstretched palm. It was pale, thin, snow-white, and tender. It didn't look like a hand that was holding a sword.
There was no sound of wind, and it didn't look fierce.
It was light, as if it was about to touch a flower or pick a fruit, and it had to catch a handful of wind and put it in front of its nose to sniff carefully.
The Flower-pinching Buddha, the eyes of righteousness, the wonderful heart of nirvana, and the subtle method of reality.
The body of the telephone pole became twisted and tilted, and the light of the street lamp became dark and gloomy. Everything around him had undergone a strange change.
Whoosh!
Fang Yan took a step back.
It was just this step.
Chiba's attack failed, and Fang Yan's Realm of Taiji disappeared. It was silent again.
When Fang Yan sensed the extremely dangerous process of life and death, Chiba Shinobu's figure returned to its original position.
It was exactly the same position as before, as if he had never left.
"What is this?" Chiba looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled face.
At his level, a sword was a sword, a knife was a sword, a fan was a sword, and so were chopsticks. A leaf or a flower was a sword, and so were his fingers.
Just now, when he clawed at Fang Yan's throat, it was actually the claw sword that stabbed at Fang Yan's throat.
A sword came, the Heavenly Flying Fairy.
Even some of the kendo experts he had defeated in the East Ocean were flustered when faced with this move of his claw sword, and they retreated several meters away.
However, the guy in front of him, who was much younger than them, just dodged one step.
Just by dodging one step, he had managed to avoid the 32 consecutive attacks of his Qi.
"Heart of Taiji," Fang Yan said.
"Heart of Taiji?" Chiba chewed on this word seriously. There was a huge difference between Hua Xia and East Asia's martial arts. East Asia focused more on the extreme cultivation of fists and weapons, but Hua Xia was the birthplace of Taiji.
He didn't understand the various realms and miracles of Taiji, but he understood everything. With his cultivation in Sword Path and Qi Path, he could easily understand what Fang Yan meant by those words.
"Using inner force to fight external force, and external force to build inner force. Then absorbing the power of nature … Is this the Heart of Taiji? "
Fang Yan knew that these peerless masters weren't ordinary people, so he didn't hide it and said, "Indeed."
"It's rare and precious at such a young age. I don't understand the situation in Hua Xia, but if it was in East Asia, you would be the first person of your generation … "
Fang Yan smiled and said, "I just dodged one of your moves, and you put me in this position. Are you praising me or yourself? "
Chiba didn't smile and looked at Fang Yan seriously. He said, "Coming a thousand miles with a sword is a worthwhile trip. You are worthy of my sword. "
"It's not worth it," Fang Yan advised. "I can't beat you even with a hand sword. If you use a sharp sword, won't you cut me to death in two or three moves? Let's just have a casual spar. If you really break me, it won't be honorable even if you win, right? People will say that you are bullying the young and the strong … "
"In a month, let's fight at the summit of One Sword Peak," Chiba said.
"A month? Are you challenging me? "Fang Yan asked. He was a bit anxious and said, "A month is too short, isn't it? I don't think I'm ready. "
"How long will it take?" Chiba asked.
Fang Yan thought about it and said, "Thirty years. In thirty years, I will wait for you at the summit of One Sword Peak to fight to the death. "
Chiba waved his sleeve and floated away.
Fang Yan looked at his free and easy back and muttered to himself, "Say something, do you agree or not?"
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