Have you ever had this kind of experience? When your schedule is already full, there are still all kinds of beautiful women with long legs, fair skin, big breasts, and round buttocks calling you to ask you out for coffee?
I know you haven't had this kind of experience, I'm just asking.
But Fang Yan had this kind of trouble.
He felt like he was being harassed by countless ugly women — —
He was stepping on Bai Xiu. He had just cut off one of Green Cat's arms, and the men he had to face next were Rat, Xiu Mu, Diabolo, and Sword Monarch. He was speechless — —
His time was really tight!
Now, there was an old man with an ugly voice who wanted to cut the line to see you. How would you feel?
"I'm not afraid of you — —" Fang Yan was furious and said to the old man: "I just don't have time to see you."
Fang Yan praised himself for being quick-witted. He felt that his answer was decent and perfect. Even when he rejected others, he revealed a sense of superiority. Not everyone could have such a flexible and ever-changing style of speech.
Fang Yan didn't want to see the old man who could condense qi to communicate. If that person wasn't your grandfather, who would want to see an old man?
At least, not at this time.
Whoosh — —
Or rather, there was no 'whoosh'.
It was so sudden, so abruptly, that a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan.
The figure was covered in a gray robe. His face couldn't be seen, and his figure couldn't be seen clearly.
He was like an illusory person, a ghostly shadow. It was as if one could pass through his body just by touching it with their hands.
His body blurred for a few seconds before slowly becoming solid.
Fang Yan still couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that he was an old man. He could feel the old man's aura.
"I don't think so," the gray-robed man said with a smile. "Isn't it just killing a few people? How long would it take? "
In his eyes, Xiu Mu and Diabolo were just a few ants. How long would it take to crush them?
Whoosh — —
Another figure appeared in front of Fang Yan.
No, a naked man appeared in front of Fang Yan.
Fang Yan recognized this naked man. Just as he was about to greet him and mock him, the naked man acted as if he didn't see him. He turned to look at the gray-robed man and said, "You said that you wouldn't make a move tonight."
"That's what I said." The grey-robed man looked at the Martial Addict and nodded.
"But now you want to make a move," Hou Zhendong, the martial maniac, accused. "You didn't keep your word. You broke your oath."
"I only said that I won't do anything tonight, I didn't swear — — -" the grey-robed man Sly tried to explain himself. "Besides, even if I swear, what's the punishment for breaking the oath? Three cups as punishment? Or do you want to eat meat? "
"You can't do this —"
"I said I won't make a move because I think that kid Bai Xiu will definitely win. But since Bai Xiu actually lost, I naturally have to make a move — "
"You're a senior, a famous person — — -" the Martial Fanatic said awkwardly. "What's said is like spilled water, how can you take it back?"
"Who said spilled water can't be taken back?" the grey-robed man coldly laughed. "Why don't you pour a basin of water out and see if I can get it back? If spilled water can be taken back, what's wrong with changing my mind? Having lived to my age and status, I can say whatever I want, I can do whatever I want — — who can stop me? "
The grey-robed man looked up at the Martial Addict's body and scoffed: "You're one of the Seven Fanatics of Hua Xia, yet you run around with your butt bare — — when did you ever care about your reputation?"
During his battle with Fang Yan, the clothes on the Martial Addict's body were all burnt away. That's why he's still naked right now.
"— —"
The Martial Addict hurriedly put his hand over his chest. After a bit of thought, he put his hand over his crotch.
After a bit of thought, he put one hand over his chest, the other over his crotch — — -
He was so ashamed that he wanted to die!
Originally, Fang Yan harbored hatred towards Martial Arts Fanatic. If it weren't for this old fellow's scheme to frame him, repeatedly provoking him, and his superb performance, how would he have been tricked to the summit of One Sword Peak by him, exhausted all his energy in a fierce battle, and almost stabbed to death by that shameless fellow, Bai Xiu?
But now, seeing how he tried so hard to persuade the grey-robed man not to make a move, he felt a bit of goodwill towards him.
This guy wasn't a good person, but he wasn't so bad that he had no bottom line.
Furthermore, he had something he was willing to protect and hold on to — — -
This was something he and Fang Yan had in common.
Fang Yan originally planned to have a good fight with Hou Zhendong, the martial arts maniac, after settling the matter of One Sword Peak. He would shoot him dead when he was not paying attention.
Fang Yan's heart softened.
Cutting off his arms, legs, and the middle part of his life should be enough.
Leave a way out, and you'll drink later.
Fang Yan couldn't bear to see the Martial Addict's embarrassment, so he stared at the grey-robed man with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through the black cloak to see his current expression and face.
Going back on his words, going back on his words — — - how did such a shameless guy get to where he is today?
"Who are you?" Fang Yan asked again.
"Brat, are you sure you want to know who I am?" The grey-robed man chuckled: "If you know who I am, you won't be able to leave One Sword Peak tonight — — -"
Fang Yan pointed his sword at Bai Xiu who was still under his feet and said: "That's what he said earlier, but now — — - he's under my feet, and I'm holding his sword in my hand"
The grey-robed man laughed.
He laughed wantonly, and laughed to his heart's content.
He really did find this to be funny.
It's been so many years since someone dared to threaten me so openly.
In this world, how many people are worthy of being my opponent?
"Do you think I'll end up like him?"
"Of course you won't" Fang Yan smiled. "You're worse off than him"
"Brat, you want to die" the grey-robed man struck out with his palm.
Fang Yan wanted to raise his hand to parry, but the palm had already reached his chest.
Bam!
Taking this strike head-on, Fang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.
His Qi flow was disrupted, his blood was boiling. His internal organs were in turmoil, his chest felt like it was being crushed by a boulder, making it hard for him to move.
The grey-robed man's cultivation was indeed high, his palm strike almost took Fang Yan's life.
Fortunately, Fang Yan had the Taiji Heart to protect his body, so before the black-robed man made his move, they had already begun to spin. When the black-robed man struck out with his palm, Fang Yan didn't even have time to counterattack, but the Taiji Heart 'reacted', instantly sending a majestic aura to the place where the palm struck, protecting Fang Yan's vitals.
Otherwise, the grey-robed man's palm strike would have shattered Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan's body leaned back a little, but he quickly regained his standing posture.
His right foot had been stepping on Bai Xiu's head. This was a small hobby of his.
The grey-robed man looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled expression, asking: "That palm didn't kill you?"
"I don't think this is something to be proud of — —" Fang Yan stared at the grey-robed man cautiously, worried that he would attack again without any warning.
This old man's attack speed was too fast, even I can't keep up with him — — I wonder who in this world is his match.
Fang Yan felt very sad. He couldn't remember offending such an expert. Why do they always have to make life difficult for me?
Aside from my handsome appearance, I'm not that outstanding in any other aspect. Why do they all like Bai Xiu?
"When I struck out, I actually felt a rebounding force — —" The grey-robed man's voice was low, he looked at Fang Yan and said: "You are too young, in my eyes, you are just a weak child. Just like those other children, a single palm strike would be enough to crush you to a pulp. But I have to admit, you are an expert, a genius — — or, in other words, a miracle that people often talk about. "
"The Taiji Heart is indeed a mysterious and marvelous martial art, but unfortunately, it fell into your hands. Comprehending the light of Taiji in one night, mastering the Taiji Twin Fish, and endlessly growing Qi in your body — — to have such a cultivation at such a young age, no wonder the Martial Fanatic loves you and doesn't want to kill you — — "
Fang Yan glanced at the Martial Fanatic, who was still covering his chest and crotch with both hands, and said: "Brat, if I were you, I would think of a way to escape — — run as far as I can. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Do you understand? "
Fang Yan smiled and nodded, saying: "But with the current situation, even if I wanted to escape, I wouldn't be able to, right?"
The Martial Fanatic sighed, then looked at the grey-robed man and said: "How about, I owe you another favor, and you let this brat go?"
The grey-robed man looked at Fang Yan and said: "Since the Martial Fanatic is begging for mercy again, I can give you another chance — — let go of the brat under your feet, and I'll let you go"
Fang Yan wanted to refuse, but the grey-robed man waved his hand to stop him, saying: "Young man, don't be in such a hurry, wait for this old man to finish — — I'm not forcing you to agree to my request, I'm actually hoping that you will refuse. You can kill Bai Xiu, then I'll kill you and that girl called Phoenix — — your choice "
"Is there a third choice?" Fang Yan asked.
"— —" the grey-robed man slightly raised his head, looking at Fang Yan like he was an idiot. What does he think I am? A vegetable vendor who can bargain with me?
"Don't be angry, I was just asking casually" Fang Yan smiled and said. "What if you think that it's a good idea for me to stomp Bai Xiu to death, then let me and Phoenix go?"
"I don't like talkative young men" the grey-robed man looked at Fang Yan and said: "What's your choice?"
The Martial Fanatic desperately signaled to Fang Yan, telling him to quickly let go of Bai Xiu and leave with Phoenix.
Bai Xiu was already a cripple, couldn't he just find a chance to kill him?
Fang Yan nodded at the Martial Fanatic, then looked at the grey-robed man and said: "I refuse"
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