Crazy because of love, crazy because of love.
In order to force others to spar with him, he did not hesitate to kidnap a hostage, something that did not match his identity at all. This kind of Martial Fanatic, one of the Seven Fanatics of Hua Xia, was truly — shameful.
Phoenix's pretty little face turned purplish red. Her body was powerless and stopped struggling, as if she had resigned herself to being controlled by the Martial Fanatic to threaten Fang Yan.
She came from a wealthy family, when had she ever suffered such grievances? When had she ever suffered such torment?
Her eyes fiercely and angrily glared at the Martial Fanatic. She did not shrink back because her life was in the hands of others.
Her mouth could not speak, but her eyes had already expressed all of her emotions.
"Little girl, don't be angry with me — —" The Martial Fanatic looked at Phoenix with a smile and said, "I am doing this for the good of your little lover. If he can break this Fairy Flower Offering, his cultivation will once again advance. At that time, you will also benefit — — at that time, you will thank me, this Old Monster."
Phoenix had just cursed the Martial Fanatic for being an 'Old Monster' in a low voice. It turned out that the Martial Fanatic had already heard it. Now that he threw it back at Phoenix, Phoenix did not even have the chance to defend herself — — who told her to have her throat grabbed?
The Martial Fanatic made his move, and Phoenix was captured. All of these things happened in the time it takes for a normal person to blink their eyes.
Fang Yan turned a deaf ear to everything around him, as if he did not notice that Phoenix was in danger. His body was still swaying back and forth, left and right in an irregular manner.
The Heart of Tai Chi naturally rotated, and the Tai Chi Domain fully unfolded.
When the 'flower' of the Fairy Flower Offering appeared in front of Fang Yan as a more intuitive red line, Fang Yan could clearly see the picture of the rotating cup.
The rotating cup was a straight line, but because the speed of the rotation was too fast, it looked as if those lines were in a completely still state.
Not only was the cup rotating, but even the tea inside the cup, which did not look like there was a single ripple, was also rotating.
The lines of the tea were dynamic and looked like undulating waves.
Then, here came the problem. The problem set by the Martial Addict was to make Fang Yan keep the water still while picking the "Yama Flower". The tea itself was rippling. When one's hand touched the edge of the cup or the body of the cup, it would only ripple more violently. How could one keep it still?
It goes against the laws of physics.
However, if he couldn't do that, how could he distinguish the difference between top-notch experts and ordinary people? If they couldn't go against the principles of martial arts, how could those Martial Gods and Martial Fanatics happily pretend to be pretentious?
Fang Yan was now faced with such a difficult problem.
Fang Yan stared at the spinning teacup without blinking, his fingers itching to move. He wanted to reach out and catch the teacup several times, but he resisted the urge to do so.
He knew that the time was not right.
If he dared to make a move, this ordinary teacup might turn into a powerful bomb. The pieces of the cup would turn into sharp daggers, and even the tea inside the cup would become indestructible steel nails. It was just like the "Spinning Explosion" that Fang Yan had just used on the Martial Addict. The difference was that this "Fairy Flower" was more lethal.
"Wonderful." Fang Yan had to praise the Martial Addict's skills in his heart.
Just like the same writers, some of them wrote extravagant articles that made people salivate and smell fragrant, such as "Love of Lotus", "Epigraph of My Shack", and "Peach Blossom Spring". Some of them wrote dull and boring articles, such as "The Genius Doctor" and "King of Fire".
In the eyes of Fang Yan, the Martial Addict's "Fairy Flower" was equivalent to those famous works written by great masters. It was calm on the outside and dangerous on the inside, and it was well-rounded and well-balanced. The strength was balanced, and the Qi was used exquisitely. A little more would be too heavy, and a little less would be too light. Compared with his "Spinning Explosion", it was like the difference between "The Genius Doctor" and "Peach Blossom Spring".
Fang Yan was fascinated, not only to solve the problem, but also to appreciate the unique skill.
Seeing Fang Yan's happy eyes and thoughtful expression, the Martial Addict's expression became strange.
This kid — is a little interesting.
As time passed, the teacup in front of him was still spinning, and Fang Yan's body was still swaying like a drunken crane riding the wind.
However, apart from a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, he did not make any move to solve the problem.
Moreover, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his expression was getting more and more excited. It was as if the rotating cup in front of him was a peerless treasure cup, and he only needed to stretch out his hand to grab it —
Phoenix was confused, and there was a little annoyance in her heart.
This idiot, I'm being kidnapped, and you're still laughing like a fool like you've won the lottery — is the first love not human? Does the first love not have human rights?
The smile on the Martial Addict's face froze, and his gaze on Fang Yan became more and more serious.
This guy — is stronger than I thought.
Dong dong dong —
The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard.
The red-robed waitress quickly walked up the stairs and asked: "Sir, did you break something?"
She looked at the spinning teacup in front of Fang Yan in surprise, and forgot why she came upstairs.
What's with that teacup? Is this — a magic competition?
Also, what's with that Fatso strangling that beautiful girl's neck? As a dedicated teahouse worker, shouldn't he call the police at this time?
"Phew —"
Fang Yan let out a deep breath.
His body straightened, his feet stood still, and his upper body stopped shaking.
Crack —
The teacup in front of him stopped spinning, fell to the ground and shattered.
Fang Yan looked at the Martial Addict and asked: "Senior Martial Addict, my friend and I — — can we leave now?"
The Martial Addict let go of Phoenix's neck, but his eyes were still staring at the shattered teacup on the ground.
It was as if the teacup had shattered into a flower again.
Fang Yan pulled Phoenix in front of him and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Phoenix covered her neck, coughed a few times, then shook her head: "I'm fine"
Her eyes looked at Fang Yan, then at the Martial Addict who had fallen into a trance, not understanding what happened between the two of them.
"If there's nothing else — —" Fang Yan grabbed Phoenix's arm and said: "Let's go back"
"Hm" Phoenix nodded obediently, not even refusing Fang Yan's grip on her wrist.
As the two of them walked down the stairs, Phoenix couldn't help but look back again.
The Martial Addict was still in a trance state, as if something incomprehensible had happened in front of him.
However, nothing strange had happened — —
After Fang Yan paid the bill at the front desk, the two of them walked out of the Waterless Teahouse. Phoenix took a deep breath of the salty and humid air outside, feeling a lot more relaxed.
In front of Fang Yan and the Martial Addict, she had always been under a lot of pressure.
When the two of them were competing, it wasn't just a competition of strength, Qi, but also a competition of Presence. As the two of them continued to increase their Presence, the pressure they exuded also became heavier and heavier. Even after spending so many years with Fang Yan, she still couldn't quite get used to it.
Phoenix looked at Fang Yan and asked with a puzzled expression: "Did you pick the Yama Flower?"
"There's no such thing as a Yama Flower, so why bother picking it?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Phoenix was confused. "The cup of tea that the Martial Addict gave us just now — — wasn't it a flower from a fairy?"
"The Martial Addict is the Martial Addict, and the Martial Addict is not a fairy. Tea is tea, it can't grow a flower — — "Fang Yan shook his head with a smile. "We remove the complexity on the outside, remove the color on the surface, and only look at its most essential thing — — it is a cup, a cup of water."
"I don't understand." Phoenix said with some annoyance. Although she was proficient in martial arts, she was far from being comparable to young geniuses like Fang Yan and Bai Xiu. Compared to Ye Rou, she was far behind. This was also the reason why she found it hard to refute Fang Yan's claim that her martial arts were not as good as Ye Rou's.
Fang Yan chuckled and said: "The mountain is the mountain, the water is the water, the mountain is not the mountain, the water is not the water — — most of the martial artists are stuck in this second stage, unable to move forward, and their lifetime achievements stop here. The Martial Addict has entered the realm where the mountain is still the mountain, the water is still the water, but because of the barrier of knowledge, he complicates things, so he came up with such a seemingly difficult but actually very simple problem. "
"How is it difficult and how is it simple?" Phoenix was very anxious. These two guys were talking in silence, and as a bystander, she was so anxious that her heart was itching.
"He set a trap in this question. The cup of water seems to be motionless, but in fact, it is flowing very fast, and the whirlpool is turbulent. As you said, as long as the hand touches the cup, it will inevitably cause the water to ripple — — moreover, the cup and the water form a world of their own, and it will explode upon contact. It is impossible to reach out to pluck the Yama Flower and ensure that the water in the cup will not ripple. Unless the heat in it is extracted and solidified into ice. But that is contrary to the test question. Because what the Martial Addict wants is water. If it solidifies into ice, it will fall into another trap set by him. "
"But, I didn't see the water in the cup move —" Phoenix said.
"Right." Fang Yan snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "You didn't see the water ripple, and I also said that I didn't see the water in the cup move — — then, does it prove that the water in the cup has not moved at all?"
Phoenix's eyes lit up and said: "So, even the Martial Addict can't prove that the water in the cup has always been flowing — — if he wanted to prove this, he would have to remove the force and skill that he attached to the cup. That way, even if the water is shaking, it can be said that the Martial Addict himself caused the water to ripple — — "
Fang Yan nodded and said: "Moreover, the cup continued to spin in front of me, not falling or breaking, and I used the Drunken Crane Rides the Wind to find its resonance frequency. The cup itself is already under my control, accepting my guidance — — since the fairy's flower is already in my hand, why would I need to pick it? "
"So, you don't need to do anything, and you have already completed this test question?"
"Because this question has no solution, so I don't need to solve it at all." Fang Yan said with a smile.
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