Pan Hua listened to Fang Luo's calm words and did not respond.

Not only did he not respond, but there was also a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Because he felt that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't give this Fang Luo any damage.

This piece of iron is still iron, and cotton is still cotton.

He felt his palms getting harder and hotter.

Since he practiced martial arts, when facing any opponent, he has never been able to compete with himself so calmly.

But that's how Fang Luo is.

It was as if Pan Hua hadn't pinched Fang Luo's hand at all, or that he had pinched his hand at all.

Han Shihui's eyes were fixed on the two.

The anxiety in Pan Hua's eyes, the flatness in Fang Luo's eyes, she saw them all.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The man she values will not be simple.

Just when Pan Hua didn't believe in evil and continued to exert himself, Fang Luo leaned close to him and whispered: "Even if you want to teach me a lesson or target me, you have to learn this basic skill solidly, don't you say?"

Hearing this, Pan Hua's eyes suddenly widened.

This guy understands everything.

He quickly retreated with his feet and wanted to let go, but found that his hands had no way to break free from Fang Luo's restraints.

Fang Luo's palm, which was still like a soft cotton bloom just now, suddenly changed, like hot steel, and that fierce and incomparably powerful force frantically surged towards his palm.

Poof!

Pan Hua's body went limp, and Fang Luo suddenly let go of his steps, making his pace unsteady and he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"Pan Hua, your body is not good, you have to pay attention to your body. "Fang Luo is a master who is reluctant to suffer losses, if he suffers, he can only suffer the losses of beautiful women, after all, it is also romantic to die under the peony flower.

As for this Pan Hua, although handsome.

But Fang Luo didn't have any male fetishes.

At this time, he saw Pan Hua who fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but have a hint of cunning in his eyes.

From the moment Pan Hua shook hands with himself, the moment the strength came, Fang Luo understood that something was wrong, and at the same time, he quickly introduced the original situation.

These days, there is no shortage of suitors for beautiful and talented girls.

What's more, she is still a lady of heaven like Han Shihui.

Therefore, Pan Hua estimated that nine times out of ten it was because of Han Shihui, but Fang Luo was not a soft persimmon that could be kneaded by others.

Pan Hua wanted to compete with him, but he still fulfilled his wish, after all, after Fang Luo used a lot of Baguazhang skill proficiency books, he improved his Baguazhang skills to the master realm, and he had never experienced any specific abilities.

Pan Hua wanted to compete with him, but in fact, he also hit the fire pit.

After all, Baguazhang is not a martial art like Tai Chi that overcomes rigidity with softness, it has a certain degree of aggression.

And when this Baguazhang skill reaches the master level, it comes with a certain improvement in the attributes in Fang Luo's attribute panel.

"Speed: 96 (+5), Strength: 120 (+15), Health: 94, Reflexes: 95, Sexual Ability: 88 (+5), Luck: 10. “

The strength breaks through the attribute value of normal humans recognized by the system, and except for sexual ability, basically all attributes are close to the attributes of normal humans.

In this regard, Fang Luo couldn't help but sigh that he wanted to belittle his body a few years ago, if there was no system, even if he really made a fortune in the future, this body would not be able to support himself to enjoy this luxurious world.

With one hundred and twenty power attribute points and the power control method of the master-level Baguazhang skill, Pan Hua, who is like a hairy boy, actually lost unjustly.

Pan Hua, who fell to the ground, quickly got up and looked at Fang Luo as if he couldn't say anything. At that moment, he felt a strong surge that he couldn't resist, so that he couldn't move his eyes, couldn't speak, and even breathed extremely hard.

This feeling is as if the difference in strength between the two is very wide.

Unexpectedly, this Fang Luo is also a practitioner.

Pan Hua, who got up, had the heart to fight to the death with Fang Luo, but after thinking about it, he still didn't make such a decision after all.

As Fang Luo said just now, if you want to teach him a lesson or target him, you have to give this basic skill to a solid face.

And Fang Luo's performance was unfathomable, and before he was thoroughly eaten, Pan Hua didn't think he could make any reckless moves.

His legs were weak, and the hand he had just shaken with was still shaking, Pan Hua was unconvinced in his heart, but he was helpless.

He is a loser, and the loser shouts at the winner, which can only make others look down on him even more.

Pan Hua thought about giving Fang Luo a dismount, but he didn't expect that he would be kicked to the ground by the horse.

"Let's go. Han Shihui witnessed the process of everything, Pan Hua's frustration and Fang Luo's lightness made her very satisfied with this result, she smiled and said to Fang Luo: "Fang Luo, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" Fang Luo waved his hand while looking at Pan Hua, who was looking down in disappointment.

It is estimated that there is a big gap between him and his own experience.

But there's no way, it's a matter of getting into trouble and getting into a systematic way, isn't this looking for a blow?

……

on the trail.

Han Shihui walked along the cobblestone path, with her hands behind her back and her ponytail waking gently, as if she was in a good mood.

"Did you lose the competition with him just now?" asked Han Shihui.

"Hmm. Being hit by Fang Luo, Pan Hua, who had no fighting spirit, nodded weakly.

"That's normal, too. Han Shihui said with a smile: "Because you are not as good as him." ”

If Han Shihui had said such things to Pan Hua before, he would have been indifferent.

After all, she is such a character, she can say whatever she wants, and she will not think about your feelings, or rather, your feelings have nothing to do with her at all.

Pan Hua had long been accustomed to her way of speaking.

But at this time, after he had just been hit by Fang Luo, hearing Han Shihui's words suddenly made Pan Hua a little extremely sad.

"Do you like him?" Pan Hua looked at Han Shihui and asked.

"Fang Luo?" Han Shihui asked.

"Hmm. Pan Hua nodded.

"Yes. Han Shihui replied with a smile, and when she heard the name Fang Luo, she answered without the slightest hesitation.

"What do you like about him?" Pan Hua asked in a deep voice, trying to keep himself calm.

Hearing this, Han Shihui thought about it seriously and said, "He doesn't seem to have anything I don't like." ”

There's nothing not to like, it's to like everything.

Hearing this, Pan Hua knew it in his heart.

I've been defeated.