Fang Qingchen's tone was cold, but he was very depressed in his heart.

He usually speaks and acts, although he always seems to be extremely confident and complacent, in fact, he has always been very measured in his heart, and he never really behaves recklessly. Since Zhang Minxin has repeatedly reminded Di Jiu's martial arts that progress is fast, and Feng Jinjie has also advised him to be careful, he will never be arrogant, even if he wants to make a move, he will definitely calculate carefully and try his best to have a better chance of winning.

He deliberately picked Di Jiu to attack when he coughed the most, and deliberately chose to move next to Fu Hanqing, deliberately using heavy techniques to attack with strong and domineering force, just to force Di Jiu to respond to the enemy with a disability, but also to distract himself to protect Fu Hanqing from harm.

With his current identity and prestige, it is not despicable to sneak attack a person who is ill without saying a word of greeting like this, but Fang Qingchen has never had too high moral requirements for himself. How to solve the problem as quickly and effortlessly as possible is the key.

Anyway, he knocked people unconscious, made veins with acupoints, tied them into zongzi, and then threw them to Feng Jinjie, and his task was completed. As for the follow-up conceivable troubles, they are all things that Feng Jinjie should worry about, but he doesn't care.

However, he still didn't expect that even if it was an injury, even if it was a rat bogey, even if it was for physical reasons, he couldn't meet the enemy in a peak state, even if it was because Fu Hanqing couldn't let go of his hands and feet, Di Jiu still didn't let him have a significant upper hand.

Even if it is a dustless character like Fang Qingchen. I couldn't help but feel a little shocked in my heart.

Back then, the Wind Festival and Di Jiu had a small exchange of hands by toasting, and at that time, Di Jiu was almost everywhere taken advantage of by the Wind Festival, and he had no power to fight back. Di Yi had been instructed by Ah Han for many years, and a few months ago, on the hunting ground, he was still shocked by Rong Qian's arrow and broke out in a cold sweat.

These old things, Fang Qingchen has heard Feng Jinjie and Rong Qian mention. Logically speaking. Even if Di Jiu later got Ahan's guidance, even if he should be stronger than Di Yi, he should be so strong that he should be limited, so that he will not go all out. And bothered to calculate. It didn't work out yet.

Fang Qingchen looked at Di Jiu silently, and finally sighed a little.

According to what Zhang Minxin said, Di Jiu's martial arts and Di Yi have opened such a big distance because of their hard training in the past few years. When Di Tianya was looking for someone to treat Han, Di Jiu had been practicing martial arts hard.

At the beginning, Zhang Minxin said it lightly. But it was necessary to fight Di Jiu in person and feel his strength and skills firsthand, so that Fang Qingchen could truly understand. In the so-called "hard training", there is a lot of blood and sweat and a lot of hardship.

What kind of effort, what kind of energy, and what kind of extraordinary will to persevere, in order to be able to do so in just a few years. Let a person do martial arts. It has progressed to such a point that this practice method. I'm afraid it's no longer hard, diligent, hardworking, such words can be summed up.

What's more, in addition to practicing, he also has to do everything in his power to take care of Ah Han, and in the past few years, there has never been a single mistake. What's more, the one who was practicing hard was not a healthy body, but such a broken and broken body.

From the moment he practiced hard at the beginning, he probably vaguely knew that there was not much hope for asking for help. From the day he frantically pressed and forced himself, he already had the determination to break into the small building in person regardless of everything.

After understanding that Xiaoloudi was strong, he knew that he was only as small as an ant, but he still had to do his best to make his insect stronger and stronger.

This kind of hope and persistence, which was obviously in despair, but would never give up, finally made Fang Qingchen speechless for a while.

Di Jiu ignored Fang Qingchen's mood at the moment, but he was angry because he didn't care about Fu Hanqing when he made a move, and his tone was very polite: "You can be regarded as a character who is from the same school as him, but compared to Ah Han, your ability is really far behind." ”

He consciously sought truth from facts and did not exaggerate Fu Hanqing's ability, but Fang Qingchen was depressed when he heard it.

Oh my God, compare him to that lazy pig? And say he's far behind? To figure it out, your pig's kung fu is still something I taught with Xiao Rong Jinjie to create a land. It's just tailor-made for that pig, and of course normal people like us can't practice like pigs.

Fang Qingchen finally regretted his laziness in the past few years. Since he successfully negotiated peace with Qin Xufei and returned to Beijing together, he has closed the door of the mansion all day long, hiding at home and drinking wine and wasting his life, not only refusing to practice kung fu, but also allowing Zhao Wangchen's poison to quietly damage his body.

No matter how talented you are, no matter how capable you are, if you are willful and wasted for a long time, your martial arts will still quietly regress.

Not being able to win Qin Xufei already made him very depressed, and now he asked such a guy who was so sick that he would die at any time to directly compare with that lazy pig, and concluded that he couldn't compare, and even made him want to vomit blood.

He was not happy in his heart, his face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth secretly: "Defeating me is your ability." Otherwise, why are you pointing fingers here and talking about the West? ”

Di Jiu was almost a little amused when he saw him dancing with his teeth and claws, and his very fierce posture.

A master who has reached this realm really wants to kill people and defeat the enemy, so why should he be so shapely. It's not so much that he's fierce, it's that he's trying too hard and deliberately to pretend to be fierce now.

The people in the small building are really not as indifferent and ruthless as they appear, but unfortunately, even if they are affectionate, they refuse to come to the rescue after all.

Di Jiu's heart was slightly gloomy, but he did not hesitate, and gently combed Fu Hanqing in his arms from the scattered hair when he flew just now, and pulled his coat and gray robe on the ground, and then carefully put him down.

Fang Qingchen could have unceremoniously taken advantage of the fact that he was holding Fu Hanqing with one hand and still laying clothes with the other, and suddenly made a move. However, seeing Di Jiu take off his robe casually, looking at the lack of cover from the robe, Di Jiu's close-fitting outfit can almost be regarded as a craggy skinny ......

Even though he had been prepared, even though he had already seen Di Jiu's situation, at this moment, Fang Qingchen still hesitated inexplicably.

He sighed silently, but after all, he only stood quietly, allowing Di Jiu to calmly settle Fu Hanqing.

This person is obviously so thin that it seems that a gust of wind can blow it away, but he lives a firm and tenacious life than anyone else. It's just that what's the use of being so strong?

He can not be afraid of any strong enemy, but he cannot fight his own body. What about hard work? No matter how good the martial arts are, they can't be performed without the physical body in reality.

Even in martial arts, he Fang Qingchen may not be able to occupy an obvious advantage over Di Jiu, even if his own body is also very depleted, and his physical strength is not strong, but compared to Di Jiu......

With the current situation of the two of them's martial arts, within fifty moves, Di Jiu couldn't defeat him at all. And after fifty moves, Di Jiu will no longer have the strength to fight.

Fang Qingchen looked at him almost sympathetically: "Are you sure you want to fight with me?" Do you really think you have a chance to take me down in fifty moves? ”

Di Jiu's hands were folded in front of his chest, forming strange palm prints, and his tone was calm and calm: "If you don't try, how can you know." ”

Fang Qingchen's face changed suddenly: "Are you crazy? With a body like you now, do you dare to use the Heavenly Demon to disintegrate? Even if you do, with your current situation, what potential can you improve? ”

Di Jiu's mood did not fluctuate at all, and his expression was calm and calm: "If you can give me another option that can defeat you within fifty moves, I will naturally not use it." ”

Fang light dust is extremely gasy. He is a master of art and bold, even if Di Jiu uses the Heavenly Demon to disintegrate and forcibly improve his skills several times, he relies on his martial arts, skills, intelligence, experience, and skillful maneuvers, and it is not impossible to hold up fifty moves. What's more, Di Jiu's original body was already extremely unbearable, and now it seems that he is already using some evil magic to support his body in a hurry, and no matter how much he dares to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, he may not be able to stimulate any miracle effects.

However, what he could be sure of was that before the fifty moves were finished, Di Jiu's true qi would be reversed, his internal organs would shatter, and he would fall to the ground and die. He worked hard and rushed over with great effort, in order to save Di Jiu's life, not to force Di Jiu to death earlier.

"Do you think you can survive to defeat me?" Fang Qingchen really wanted to beat this madman up.

"If you can't do what you want, it's better to die than to live." Di Jiu said lightly.

"You're dead, what will he do?" Fang Qingchen almost gritted his teeth and pointed at Fu Hanqing on the ground.

Di Jiu didn't even move his eyebrows: "I will remember to kill him before I die." ”

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