His eyes were sharp, his expression was cold, and he was wearing a black shirt.
His head was slightly lowered. He didn't look at Chiba Barryoku, but at the ground under his feet.
He was holding a simple and unadorned long sword in his hand, looking like a peerless master. You could think of him as a young version of Ye Gucheng or a black-clothed version of Ximen Chuixue …
That is, if you ignored his round figure.
"Yes. I want to challenge you, "Fang Yingying said proudly.
"Raise your head," Chiba Barryoku said. "What's wrong with this challenger? You always have your head down. You have to let people see what you look like and see if you're worthy of my sword … "
"No," Fang Yingying said with a tough attitude. If he said no, he wouldn't. There was no room for discussion.
"Why is that?" Chiba Shinobu's curiosity was piqued. Could it be that this was a new fighting method that had just become popular in Hua Xia?
Chiba Barryoku had such a good habit. He was knowledgeable and greedy for novelty. No matter what kind of fighting method or skill it was, he was willing to appreciate it. Discard the dregs and take the essence. In the end, he took those things for himself. He gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools and achieved the glory of the God of Swords.
"No reason. Just think of it as my neck sprained …" Fang Yingying said. He didn't want to raise his head. Because he heard from Junior Martial Uncle that when he saw Chiba Barryoku, he had a feeling that he couldn't make a move.
Since even Junior Martial Uncle couldn't make a move when he saw this old monster, he couldn't make a move. Fang Yingying thought hard and finally found a way to deal with Chiba Barryoku: I won't look at you.
I won't even look at you. Naturally, I can make a move, right?
Fang Yingying felt that he was too f * cking smart.
Chiba of the Army stared at Fang Yingying and looked a little dispirited. He took a sip of tea from the small teapot and said, "I was looking forward to a battle, but I didn't expect it to be two naughty kids … Come out, my little friend."
Fang Haohan, who was also dressed in black, walked out from the corner of the courtyard. He angrily said to Fang Yingying, "He called me little friend. How am I small? Don't stop me, I want to fight to the death with him. "
After Fang Yingying came out, Qing Yin, who was dressed in black and had his entire head covered in a hat, also walked out from the shadows.
He had been monitoring Fang Haohan all this while, but this guy didn't make any strange movements, so he didn't act rashly. After all, this was Hua Xia, and they still had some scruples. If someone dared to pry into the Sword God's family's privacy in the East Ocean, they would have been beheaded by him.
Qing Yin walked up to Chiba of the Army and said in the East Ocean language, "I've searched, and there are no suspicious people around."
Fang Yingying was very dissatisfied with Fang Haohan's attitude. He said, "Fang Haohan, I'm now in a state of battle, pouring qi into my dantian and becoming one with my sword … Don't you know that talking to me at this time will affect my fighting qi? What's more annoying is that you actually came to tell me a joke … "
Fang Haohan felt very wronged and said, "I'm not joking."
Chiba of the Army was really speechless at these two challengers. He said, "Please go back. You are no match for me. "
He didn't sense any dangerous aura from them, and he didn't even have the mood to fight. When he had just become famous, such challengers would come to him every day. There were at least 800 if not 1,000. Later, when he became more and more famous, those people suddenly disappeared.
He didn't expect that not long after he arrived in Hua Xia, there would be people from Hua Xia coming to challenge him … and opponents of this level. It was extremely boring.
Clang!
Fang Yingying nimbly pulled out the long sword in his hand and still didn't look at Chiba of the Army's eyes. He said, "Let's begin. I'm going to cut you down with my sword and establish my undefeated reputation. "
Qing Yin was angry and said to Chiba of the Army in a deep voice, "Master, Qing Yin requests to fight."
"Forget it," Chiba of the Army said. He knew Qing Yin's way of doing things. If he allowed him to fight, he was afraid that neither of these two kids would go back. Killing people here was a big taboo, and there was no need to be angry over a few kids.
Chiba of the Army held the small teapot and turned back leisurely.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan were a little dumbfounded. Chiba of the Army didn't want to fight them?
"Hero, what should we do?" Fang Haohan said anxiously. "If he doesn't fight you, how can I film?"
"How do I know?" Fang Yingying said impatiently.
Fang Yan was injured, and the bullet passed through his body.
Although there was no danger to his life, and it wouldn't even affect Fang Yan's normal work and teaching students. However, Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan, who were both from martial arts families, understood that this was a very fatal thing for a duelist who was about to fight with a master.
This bullet didn't take Fang Yan's life, but it drained the blood in his body. Without vigor, how could a man be strong?
Of course, if the one fighting with Fang Yan was at the level of Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan, Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan wouldn't be worried at all. They were very clear that even now, they couldn't beat Junior Martial Uncle.
However, the one fighting with Junior Martial Uncle turned out to be a master who had entered the cliff wall stage … Ah, the cliff wall stage, such a strong person, I'm afraid you wouldn't see one in your lifetime.
In this case, the impact of the bullet on Fang Yan was enough. Without a peaceful state of mind and a healthy body, without full spirit, without high fighting spirit, without a strong desire to live … How could Fang Yan win?
Fang Yan's wound was bandaged by Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan, and they were also diligent in changing the dressing. Fang Yingying had unintentionally probed, since the injury was so serious, could the duel be postponed or simply canceled? Fang Yan shook his head, saying that it couldn't be canceled, nor could it be postponed.
Fang Haohan said that they might as well not go. Would he run to the school to hurt people? Fang Yan shook his head and said, The news of my duel with the Chiba Army has been spread out by people with intentions. After the Chiba Army came to Hua Xia, the first person they challenged was me … Now it's not just a duel between me and the Chiba Army, but a duel between the Hua Xia martial artists and the Japanese martial artists. I can lose, I can die. However, I have to go.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan were really anxious. Fang Yan said that he could lose, he could die. Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan didn't want Fang Yan to die. The two of them thought about it and decided to find the Chiba Army for a duel first.
Fang Yingying acted as a meat shield and took the initiative to challenge the Chiba Army, while Fang Haohan secretly filmed with a digital camera. Whether the Chiba Army injured Fang Yingying or killed Fang Yingying, he couldn't show up and call the police with the digital camera. At that time, the police would arrest or deport the Chiba Army, and Junior Martial Uncle wouldn't have to participate in the duel anymore, right?
For Fang Yan, they were not afraid of losing, nor were they afraid of death.
Their plan was exquisite, but the Chiba Army was not willing to make a move at all.
Fang Yingxiong bellowed as he charged towards the Thousand Leaves Military Department with his longsword.
He was very fast, and he used the Fang Plum Blossom Steps with all his strength.
Bang!
Fang Yingying's body flew back.
The Chiba Army didn't make a move, nor did Qing Yin and Chiba Haohan.
Fang Yingying covered his stomach and coughed violently. Fang Haohan cried out in surprise, "Miss Ye …"
Ye Rou, who was wearing a black leather coat and had short hair, stood in front of Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan. Seeing the sword in Fang Yingying's hand and the digital camera in Fang Haohan's hand, she was even more angry. She slapped Fang Yingying's head and asked in a sweet and arrogant voice, "Did you come up with this stupid idea again?"
Fang Yingying didn't dare to dodge. He hurriedly explained, "It's not me, it's really not me …"
Slap!
Ye Rou slapped his head again and said, "How dare you lie again?"
"Miss Ye …"
Slap!
Ye Rou slapped him on the head again.
"Stop it, stop it …" Fang Yingying howled with his hands covering his head. "I confess, it's me. It's what I want. Miss Ye, stop it. I was going to confess just now. "
"I know." Ye Rou looked like she understood. "I'm used to it. I think it's more rhythmic to slap you three times."
"…" Fang Yingying opened his eyes and mouth wide. He looked at Ye Rou and couldn't say a word for a long time. "Is it necessary to beat someone rhythmically?"
Seeing Ye Rou staring at the digital camera in his hand, Fang Haohan's face became even paler. He hurriedly hid the digital camera behind his back, but soon realized that it was an insult to Miss Ye's IQ. He quickly took it out and said with a smile, "Miss Ye, it's all Fang Yingying's stupid idea … In fact, I don't agree with it. I strongly opposed it, but he threatened me with force. So, I could only follow him to this side … "
Bang!
Before Fang Haohan finished his words, his body flew out.
Ye Rou clapped her hands and said coldly, "Although Fang Yingying's idea is a bit stupid and he looks a bit wretched, at least he has a good mind. The Fang family raised you and taught you, but you are not even willing to make this sacrifice. Instead, you drag others down and betray your friends … If we weren't in front of outsiders, I would beat you to death. "
Fang Yingying nodded again and again, smiling so much that his eyes couldn't be seen.
Ye Rou waved her hand and said, "Get out. Don't let me see you again. "
Fang Haohan climbed up from the ground and ran to Fang Yingying, saying, "Hero, she asked us to get out … This is an insult to us. Should we be angry? "
Fang Yingying slapped Fang Haohan's head and scolded, "What's the use of being angry?"
Influenced by Ye Rou, Fang Yingying also liked this kind of movement of slapping people's heads. Needless to say, there was indeed a sense of rhythm when he smoked. It was very satisfying.
Fang Haohan thought it was right and said, "Then I won't be angry."
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