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On the hill, there is a dojo.

The gym is not dilapidated, the scale is not small, and there is even a special martial arts training ground, and the conditions are quite complete.

Generally speaking, such a gym, even if it is deep in the mountains, has sufficient conditions to attract others.

Not to mention, it's not obscure, but it's extremely famous.

Flowing Water Rock Shatter Fist.

The silver fangs of the 3rd position of the S-rank, the punching technique of the school where Bangu belongs.

This school is extremely famous in the industry, and the former apprentices are enough to stand in the entire gym, and there are even many outstanding disciples who have taken this place as a starting point and gone to the world and are known to the world.

However, to this day, there is no trace of half a disciple in this large scale and famous hall.

At least, along the way, Fang Li didn't see half a person, and he didn't see a figure until he entered the hall.

However, the moment he saw this figure, Fang Li's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Huh?"

As if sensing someone approaching, the other party also turned around and looked at Fang Li.

However, the moment he saw Fang Li, the other party's eyes also changed.

A little momentum suddenly surged on the other party's body.

Immediately, the other party questioned.

“…… Why are you here? ”

The other party said this in a tone that was almost hostile.

Fang Li didn't think it was strange at all.

It's better to say that the other party is not hostile to oneself, but it is a strange thing.

No matter how you say it, Fang Li almost killed the other party.

So, Fang Li pouted and smiled.

"I should have said that, right?"

Fang Li spoke.

"I didn't expect you to be alive, Sweetheart Masquerade."

That's right.

Sweetheart masquerades.

This paranoia, which appeared as a roadblock when Fang Li was promoted to S rank, has now appeared in front of Fang Li.

Looking at the man on the other side with a disapproving expression and not at all surprised by his presence, Sweetheart Kamen stared closely, his fists clenched little by little.

At this moment, what appears in Sweetheart Kamen's mind is the scene of the showdown with Fang Li.

At the time, Sweetheart Kamen had no idea that it would be like that.

How could you have thought of it?

As a professional hero who has always been in the first place in the A-rank, blocking all the professional heroes who try to climb to the S-rank throne, he has a strength comparable to that of S-class heroes, and is looked up to by almost all heroes.

It's not blind.

In the heart of Sweetheart Kamen, the hero is originally powerful and gorgeous, capable of destroying all evil, and accurately executing justice.

A hero who can't even eradicate evil is not a hero at all.

So, the hero has to be strong.

And Sweetheart Kamen thinks that he is a hero.

Therefore, being strong is a matter of course.

Of course, Sweetheart Kamen never thought that he would be the most powerful of the heroes.

Among the S-class heroes, there are also a few who are considered unchallengeable by Sweetheart Kamen.

However, Sweetheart Masquerade never felt that he was not qualified to be their equal.

In this way, not long ago, in the duel with the opponent in front of him who was not recognized by himself, he didn't even have time to react, and he didn't even have time to notice it, and he was cut in half.

Until now, Sweetheart Kamen can't figure out how he was defeated at that time, and he almost died.

No, not almost dead, but indeed mortally wounded.

If it weren't for the fact that Sweetheart Kamen has a very special physique and has extraordinary regeneration ability, even if his arm is cut off, he can take it back by himself and make it automatically regenerate and recover in a very short time, then Sweetheart Kamen would have died a long time ago.

Thinking of the fact that he was lying in the operating room, and that he could only barely rely on his extraordinary regenerative ability to maintain his breathing, and that he could only survive by allowing those ambulance personnel of the Hero Association to operate on him, Sweetheart Mask's fist clenched tighter and tighter.

As a result, on the arms, neck, and even temples of Sweetheart Kamen, there were green tendons bursting out.

The little momentum that leaked out of his body became more and more powerful.

Aware of this, Fang Li's expression was not moved in the slightest.

"What? Want to come to the second round? Fang Li said calmly: "Then let's do it." ”

The indifference in his tone made the green tendons on Sweetheart Kamen's temples bulge high, and his eyes became cold, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Are you underestimating me?"

This sentence was exchanged for a sigh from Fang Li.

"I'm being considerate of you."

Fang Li's tone began to take on sarcasm.

"After all, if you don't make a move, then you won't have a chance to make a move later, wasn't that the case last time?"

Such words directly turned into a sharp sword and pierced the heart of the sweetheart mask.

Oh, yes.

Wasn't that the case last time?

So, this time, can you see the other party's shot clearly?

If you fight with the other party again, won't you be cut in half again, and suffer a serious injury that even the ability to regenerate can't be recovered?

Thinking of this, Sweetheart Kamen finally regained a trace of calm.

And as a result of regaining his composure, a trace of fear began to appear in his heart.

The last time he was cut in half, it is still a trauma in Sweetheart Kamen's heart.

If it's a general fight that leads to defeat, that's fine.

However, Sweetheart Kamen was dealt a fatal blow when he didn't even know what was going on, and he hadn't even figured it out until now.

How can this not be feared?

As if he saw the hesitation of the sweetheart mask, Fang Li shrugged his shoulders.

"What? Don't make a move, do you? Fang Li suddenly smiled and said, "Then it's up to me to do it?" ”

After speaking, the white sword suddenly appeared in Fang Li's hand.

Just like last time, Sweetheart Mask didn't even notice how the weapon appeared.

“――――！”

Sweetheart's face changed, and the pores all over her body exploded, and she put on a posture of attacking, her eyes staring at Fang Li's body.

As for his face, there was a drop of sweat running down his face, which made Sweetheart Kamen's breathing become rapid.

Seeing this, Fang Li narrowed his eyes, sneered, and put his hand on the hilt of Boxie's knife.

At this moment, a third person appeared.

"Young people, don't be so impulsive, although this is a dojo, it is a place to learn martial arts, not a place to fight each other."

Banggu didn't know when he appeared here, and he walked over slowly, closing his eyes, and making such a sound.

"For the sake of me, an old man, how about putting aside personal grudges for the time being?"