Chapter 218, Fang Yan, you're too weak!

"It seems that this woman is not Teacher Fang's mother----" Tang Cheng finally saw that something was not quite right, and said out loud. "We were deceived by Teacher Fang.

"------" Qin Yitian felt quite speechless. It's not that 'we' were deceived by Teacher Fang, it's an idiot like you who was deceived by Teacher Fang, okay? I didn't believe it in the first place.

Chiba Kaoru turned to look at Qin Yitian and asked in English, "What happened to this woman---- why did she come to beat Teacher Fang Yan?" Isn't it a very rude thing to be witnessed by so many students---- isn't it?"

Chiba Kaoru couldn't understand Huaxia, and he couldn't hear the conversation between Shang Yan and Ye Wenrou on the stage, and he didn't know that this matter was closely related to his father, Chiba Bingbu.

"This is a free competition between the warriors of the Chinese country. Qin Yitian said. "Kill one person in ten steps, leave no line for a thousand miles----- fencing is a hero, fearless, this is the true martial artist style. ”

Tang Cheng didn't think so, it was obvious that Teacher Fang had done something wrong, and the woman came to the door to take revenge on him. There is a shih h h in the eyes of a lover, and there is really no water at all in this statement. Teacher Fang has been beaten like this, in Qin Yitian's eyes, he is still competing in fencing Ren Xia----- is there such a hero?

Of course, Tang Cheng is not stupid, he will not expose Qin Yitian's cover in front of international friends in public.

He leaned back, spoke across Qin Yitian and Chiba Kaoru in the middle, and said: "People who practice martial arts pay the most attention to the word freedom. Freedom of thought, freedom of spirit, and freedom of behavior can become a true martial arts master. Seeing that Lu was uneven, he drew his sword to help, and he didn't say a word and fought hard, which is a normal thing for people who practice martial arts. It doesn't matter to them what the occasion is fighting, who is watching--- to them. ”

Seeing Qin Yitian's eyes glancing at him, Tang Cheng's heart beat a little faster, and said, "Teacher Fang Yan is an extremely rare Tai Chi master, and after his deeds spread, it is natural that some people will come to challenge. Because ---- Huaxia is a country where all the people are martial. ”

"Thank you, Tang Chengjun. Kaoru Chiba said with a grateful face. "I see. Because Teacher Fang Yan is famous, there will be people who will constantly come to challenge, right?"

She remembered her father. Her father often encountered such challenges when he first debuted. However, since her father became the number one swordsman in the East, this challenge has become less and less, and eventually it has not even been at all.

When you are very close to your opponents, they will be jealous of you and will do everything possible to surpass you.

When you throw your opponents far away, they will only envy you and worship you.

It's human nature!

"Does this mean that ---- Teacher Fangyan, isn't he strong enough?" Chiba Kaoru thought to herself. So the game between my father and Teacher Fang Yan---- my father will definitely not lose, right?

"What a great woman. Kaoru Chiba looked at Ye Gentle on the stage and said.

"Really?" Qin Yitian had a bright smile on his face.

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Fang Yan's face became extremely solemn.

Looking at Ye Wenwen, who was waving to him, he asked in a deep voice, "How strong is he?"

"Very strong, very strong. ”

"You know?"

"The old drunkard knows. ”

"The Chiba military department has been to Huaxia before?"

"Ten years ago, the old drunkard traveled to the East to challenge the Thirteen Sword Sects on the whole island, and he once fought against the Chiba Army. Ye said gently.

"Lost?"

The old drunkard said--- at that time, the swordsmanship of the Chiba military department was not mature enough. Ye said gently.

"I see. Fang Yan nodded and said. "This time, I'm going to do my best. ”

The feet are slightly staggered, the toes are naturally rounded, and the hands and arms are stretched, up and down, up and down, like a bird flapping its wings.

Keep the middle and use the middle, and meditate back to the truth.

Fang Yan was in a peaceful state of mind, and his seven senses were one.

Forget things, forget everything around you. It's not a student classroom, and there's no standing in an auditorium of hundreds of people. He is in the grassland of a flat river, he is on the top of the dangerous peaks and mountains where he can reach out to pick the sun and the moon, he is on the bank of the Yangtze River, and he is on the vast beach-----

Forget yourself, who you are, what you come from, and why you go. There is no intrigue, no conspiracy, no cause or effect, people and Tai Chi are integrated.

I am Tai Chi, I mean Tai Chi.

This time, Fang Yan chose to take the initiative to attack.

Fang's plum blossom stepped out and turned in a circle along the position where Ye Wenrou was.

He walked faster and faster, and his body gradually weakened, like a phantom.

His arm arc also pulled faster and faster, like a fan with maximum horsepower.

If you pay close attention, you will find that the trajectory of Fang Yan's running is a circle, and the angle of waving his hands is a circle. No circle is not Taiji, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou happen to form the yin and yang poles of Taiji.

The footing was silent, and white smoke was billowing out.

The lights above their heads were still so blazing, but in front of everyone, under the eyelids of countless people, Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou's bodies disappeared like that.

They formed a circle, encased in a substance that I don't know if it was dust or white gas. Airless.

The audience didn't understand what was going on at all, and they felt that the plot was getting worse and worse.

Because, they can't see and can't see clearly.

It's still the kind of fist punch I saw before, and it's not even as good as the picture of Ye Wenrou holding a textbook and hitting Fang Yan's head-----

What the hell are they doing?

Just as everyone was watching inexplicably, the sound of a huge explosion suddenly forced and brute into their ears.

Rumble-----

The smoke clears!

Everyone felt that their eardrums were painful, and Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

The difference was that Ye Wenrou stood still, while Fang Yan was pushed away to the corner curtain position several meters away.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and he looked seriously injured.

"That's the end of it?"

"This stunt is fake, isn't it?"

"Could this be the legendary gas explosion?"

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If it weren't for the fact that the atmosphere at the scene was too weird and depressing, some people would want to jump up and say that they would change the channel. What the hell is this?

"Is that all?" Ye Wenrou looked at Fang Yan who was blasted away by her in the distance, and said, "The Yin and Yang Unity Law of the Taiji Realm?"

Is that all?

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his heart was also dripping blood.

He really used the law of yin and yang unity in the Tai Chi realm. I am Tai Chi, I mean Tai Chi. Everything in the world is too bad.

His steps are circles, and so are his palms. He rotated along the leaf gentleness because he wanted to use his own anode to 'fuse' the leaf gentle cathode.

The law of yin and yang is one, as long as Ye Wenrou is 'united' by herself, then she will become her own lamb to the slaughter. Whether to fight or kill, or kiss a small mouth and touch a small chest, it is completely up to Fang Yan to decide.

It is easy to retreat from the circle and difficult to enter the circle, not to leave the back and front of the waist. The difficult Middle Earth does not leave its position, and it is easy to retreat and difficult to study carefully. This is the merit of not standing, leaning forward and retreating and side by side. It can be like a water mill urging urgency, and the clouds, dragons, winds and tigers are thoughtful.

It sounds profound, and in simple and easy-to-understand words, Fang Yan wants to use a Tai Chi circle to encircle Ye Wenrou so that the two of them can become one and then control her and be indecent---- oh, there is no indecency. As a result, Ye Wenrou rejected Fang Yan's fusion and slapped him-----

The cathode is too strong, and the anode is sluggish. Facing a fierce woman like Ye Wenrou, Fang Yan wanted to hit the wall with his head in pain.

"Only aliens can clean her up, right?" Fang Yan thought in his heart.

Ye Wenrou raised a finger at Fang Yan and said, "Congratulations, you have a chance to win----

"Come again. Fang Yan wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said viciously.

This time, it was still he who took the initiative to rush towards Ye Wenwen, who was standing still in the center of the circle.

Rumble-----

Fang Yan flew out again.

His back slammed against the desk on the stage where the textbook was placed, and before he could fall, the lectern was shattered and pieces of wood were scattered.

"Two chances. Ye Wenrou stood still and raised two fingers at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan jumped up from the ground with a carp and pounced towards Ye Wenwen again.

Rumble-----

Fang Yan was sent out again.

Syllable-----

His body slammed into the Great Hall wall, knocking a hole in the thick wall, and the mud and sand whizzed and fell, as if he had just suffered a slight earthquake.

Fang Yan's hair was messy and his clothes were in tatters. There were countless cuts on his face, and he looked miserable and embarrassed.

His body leaned against the wall, gasping for breath. The corners of the mouth were still bleeding, and the nose was like an opening and the blood was flowing more rapidly.

He couldn't move, and he didn't want to.

Ye Wenrou finally left her original position, she took a few steps back, and retreated to the edge of the stage.

She looked at Fang Yan and stretched out three fingers, making it sound cold and impersonal, and said, "Triple chance." It's just a triple chance. Fang Yan, you are too weak. ”

She picked up the Chinese textbook from the ground, which she had snatched from a student's desk in order to knock Fang Yan's head when she entered the door.

With a slight tap of her toes, the person leaped under the stage. Like a beautiful black ***.

She put the textbook on the boy's desk and said, "Thank you." ”

Then, under the gaze of countless people, she walked towards the door of the auditorium with her head held high and stepped on the high heels with slender sharp heels.

Yikes!

Yikes!

Gurg----

The sound was crisp and pleasant, and every sound seemed to strike on the hearts of everyone in the audience.

Wow----

The auditorium door opens.

Syllable-----

The auditorium door closed again.

Vomit-----

Ye Wenrou couldn't hold back any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In the playground of the school, out of sight of all!