Fang Yan was not a fool!
Just as Bai Xiu had said, in many people's eyes, Fang Yan was too smart, and he was not on the same path as them. This was also the reason why they were determined to get rid of him.
However, at this moment, Fang Yan was doing something extremely stupid.
Countless seniors had learned this lesson through blood and tears: If you can win, then fight. If you can't win, then run. If you can't run, then pretend to be dead.
Fang Yan had always thought of this as his principle of doing things. However, when he was facing an absolute expert like the gray-robed man, he tossed the words of a senior to the back of his mind. In a moment of hot-headedness, he wanted to rush up and fight with his life on the line.
He fell down again and again, and got up again and again.
The power of the grey-robed man's palm was very strong. Every time it hit Fang Yan's chest, it was like a huge hammer hitting him. If it weren't for the fact that Fang Yan's Heart of Tai Chi always went to defend himself, Fang Yan's chest would have collapsed and he would have been beaten to death and knocked out.
Bang —
Fang Yan fell to the ground again.
After struggling for a while, he climbed up from the pile of rocks with great difficulty.
His head and face were covered in dust. Other than his blood-red eyes, which still shone with a strong and unyielding light, it was difficult to distinguish his facial features from the dust.
Fang Yan straightened his body again and walked towards the man in the gray robe.
His body was even more bent, and when he walked, he looked like a cooked shrimp.
His body swayed, but every step he took was unusually firm.
His eyes were fixed on his target, the man in gray who had sent him flying again and again.
He only had one target, the man in gray who had taken away his father's killer, Bai Xiu, and was about to take his life.
He knew that the man in gray was very strong. He knew that the man in gray had made a name for himself decades before him. He knew that the man in gray was one of the few experts in the world. He knew that even the old drunkard Mo Qingdi might not be able to block him —
So what?
Was that the reason for his retreat and escape?
Besides, Fang Yan knew very well that although he did not know the identity of this gray-robed man, the fact that he had interfered to protect Bai Xiu at this time proved that he was the more powerful mastermind that Phoenix had mentioned — he held a dominant position in this assassination plot, or rather, a dominant position.
Bai Xiu was his mortal enemy, and this gray-robed man was similarly his mortal enemy.
If he begged for mercy this time, how would he face them next time?
If he retreated this time, when would he be able to avenge his father?
Based on Fang Yan's understanding of Bai Xiu, if he managed to escape this time, he would definitely conceal his identity and even disfigure himself so that no one would be able to find him again.
Fang Yan had no choice but to persist, and he had no choice but to be an idiot!
Kuang –
Kuang –
Kuang –
Because every step he took was very firm, his footsteps seemed very heavy.
With every step Fang Yan took, rocks would be crushed and grass would ooze juice out of the ground.
Whoosh —
The gray-robed man's body disappeared.
When he reappeared, his palm was aimed at Fang Yan's chest.
There were no complicated movements, no shadows of palms filling the sky.
It was just a simple, seemingly ordinary palm.
Of course, the palm was so fast that it almost stopped one's breath.
Bang —
Just as the gray-robed man's palm was about to hit Fang Yan's chest, something strange happened.
A fist appeared in front of his palm, and the fist arrived at lightning speed. It was the fist that Fang Yan had intercepted.
Fang Yan had prepared countless times, and this time, he finally grasped the trajectory of the gray-robed man's palm.
Boom —
The palm and the fist collided, and the strong energy carried out a fierce battle.
Crack, crack —
The air was burned, and the space was torn apart. The palm and fist that collided could no longer be seen clearly.
"I blocked it —" Fang Yan grinned. This was his ideal, his goal. He wanted to kill the gray-robed man with one punch, but of course, he knew that was impossible.
Therefore, he only wanted to receive a palm strike from him. He wanted to fight head-on with his palm strike.
"Do you think you can block me like this?" The gray-robed man's body became illusory again. Fang Yan knew that this was the natural reaction of the human body when his speed reached an extreme state. For example, in the American TV series The Flash, when the human body surpassed a certain law, there could be two real you. It could even run to the past and the future.
"Dream on." The gray-robed man's palm that collided with Fang Yan's fist suddenly increased its strength.
Fang Yan also increased his strength at the same time. This was the use of the Second Drive.
Normally, when a person punched, there would be a process of retracting and accumulating strength. But for these peerless experts, this process could be reduced or completely eliminated.
They could keep using strength.
Second Drive!
Third Drive!
Or even the legendary Fourth Drive!
Boom —
The two men's Qi collided once again.
Fang Yan's chest tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The gray-robed man's body trembled, and a pained expression appeared on his face.
From the outside, the gray-robed man's palm and Fang Yan's fist never separated at all. It looked like the two of them were constantly competing with each other's internal energy.
But the gray-robed man and Fang Yan knew that they had already fought three times in an instant.
Each time was extremely dangerous, and if they were not careful, they would be smashed to pieces.
Boom —
The gray-robed man increased his strength again, and Fang Yan followed suit.
A battle of three forces!
The Tai Chi Heart in his body spun wildly, and the Tai Chi Twin Fish continuously transferred vitality and energy to Fang Yan's fist.
If not for the formation of the Tai Chi Twin Fish, Fang Yan would have been completely exhausted, and he would have been trampled by the gray-robed man.
Fang Yan was just about to exert his strength for the fourth time when an extremely sharp energy suddenly came from the gray-robed man's palm.
Palm Sword!
Or rather, it was the Palm Qi Sword!
Using Qi to condense into a sword, it could kill people without leaving a trace.
Fang Yan only felt a sharp pain in his fist, and then his body flew backward.
Crack —
This time, he fell more miserably and heavily than the countless times before. When he wanted to use his elbow and knee to prop his body up, his arm went limp, and his upper body that had just lifted up fell to the ground again.
Fang Yan lay on the hard and uneven ground, and looked up at the dark sky above his head.
There was no moon or stars in the sky, only a huge black screen.
It blotted out the air, the light, and the hope.
Fang Yan felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and he felt that his chest was getting more and more stifled.
He had a strong urge.
He wanted to tear the black screen above his head, and he wanted to breathe in the fresh air outside.
Fang Yan raised the fist that he had used to attack the gray-robed man into the air. His fist was burning with pain, and when he raised it up, it was trembling non-stop. Bright red blood flowed out of the wound.
This fist was also ruined!
"I can't lower my head — —" Fang Yan gritted his teeth and said to himself: "The crown will fall — —"
Like a hedgehog, he rolled on the ground before using his legs to prop himself up.
"I can't bleed — —" Fang Yan once again told himself: "Only fools can laugh"
He tore off a piece of cloth from his body and tightly bandaged the wound on his hand that was caused by the sword energy.
Then, he looked at where the gray-robed man was standing and once again walked towards him.
"If you can't kill me, I'll kill you" This was the only thought in Fang Yan's mind.
The gray-robed man's expression was extremely ugly.
Fang Yan kept getting up and charging at him again and again. To the gray-robed man, this was a provocation.
He coldly stared at Fang Yan and said: "It seems that you're prepared to die?"
"I'm not" Fang Yan smirked, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Death — — I wouldn't be able to prepare for it even if I had a hundred years"
"I have to say, I admire your perseverance, but I've already lost my patience with you — — -" the gray-robed man said. "Originally, I didn't intend to kill anyone tonight, but I've changed my mind — — - witnessing the birth of a miracle is a wonderful thing, but killing a miracle is also a memorable experience"
The gray-robed man's voice became weaker and weaker. His body had already disappeared.
Fang Yan was on guard, waiting for him to attack again.
What surprised him was that this time, the gray-robed man didn't immediately attack, nor did he strike his chest.
His body turned into a gentle breeze, circling around Fang Yan's body — — -
Whoosh — -
As soon as his body appeared, Fang Yan threw a punch.
Rip — -
Fang Yan's fist struck the man's black robe, causing the robe to let out the sound of cloth ripping.
But Fang Yan knew that he had fallen into a trap — — -
Golden Cicada Shedding!
Fang Yan felt the back of his throat tighten, then he lost control of his body.
The gray-robed man's body was so small and thin, but he easily lifted Fang Yan's body into the air.
While holding Fang Yan's throat, the black-robed man looked at Fang Yan's reddened face and said: "You are a genius, but you are still too young — — -"
As he exerted more and more force, Fang Yan's consciousness became more and more hazy.
He didn't break Fang Yan's neck right away, instead he wanted to slowly kill Fang Yan and suffocate him to death.
The Martial Fanatic panicked, ran towards the gray-robed man and struck his back with his palm.
Crack crack crack — — -
Cracking Palm!
As the gray-robed man swung his left hand, the cracking air from the Cracking Palm disappeared.
"Do you know what you're doing?" the gray-robed man's grey eyes stared straight at the Martial Fanatic and asked in a low voice.
"Spare his life — — - he's too young, he doesn't understand — -" the Martial Fanatic begged.
"It's too late" the gray-robed man replied. "No one can have a second chance — — -"
"Fang Yan — -" Phoenix wanted to get up from the ground, but she had lost so much blood that she couldn't support her body anymore. She didn't even have the strength to stand up. She could only angrily scream Fang Yan's name, unable to do anything to help Fang Yan.
"Song Zai, why do you have to do this?" a clear and gentle voice came from above.
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