Ultimate Teacher Chapter 569: He is really high!

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Chapter 569, He Flies Really High!

Wu Chi ’s concerns are not unnecessary. He just swallowed the phlegm from Fang Yanya into his stomach. If Fang Yan has any infectious diseases such as tuberculosis and AIDS, wouldn't he have to follow the luck?

Besides, this kid is covered in flowers and leaves all over the tens of thousands of flowers. You said he did n’t have AIDS and no one believed-

It ’s disgusting to ask such questions, and I ’m not at ease if I do n’t ask.

After hesitating for a long time, I still can't help telling my worries.

"Are you sick?"

Fang Yan is not sick, even if it is, it is just heart disease.

Fang Yan looked at Wu Chi, arched his hands, and said, "Senior, you let me fight you at the top of a sword peak tonight. Now that I ’ve come, we ’ve fought, and things are going to happen. Is this the end? The kid is not advanced at the end of his studies, his martial arts are not long, and his skills are not high. The seniors still find more powerful opponents to discuss and exchange. Only then can they be the real opponents of the current generation and meet the warfare of the previous generation **. "

Wu Chi was furious, pointing at Fang Yan and cursing: "Why are you stinky kid turning around and cursing people? What do you say about yourself? Not high, how did you hit me? How did you break my cracked knives? You are late in school, then we should deserve to die? Young people, do n’t talk too proudly or arrogantly, or you will kick To the iron plate — "

Fang Yan thought about it seriously, and said with great humility: "Thank you for reminding seniors, I must keep the words of seniors in mind. If I really have the opportunity to kick the iron plate next time, I will definitely try to kick the iron plate. Wear — "

"——"

Fang Yan waved his hand and turned and walked down the hill, saying, "Senior, it's not too late. I have a bad lung recently, and my family has also boiled white fungus porridge. I hurried back to have a drink Bowl of porridge — "

"Want to run?" Wu Chi sneered. "This is just the beginning, you want to go down the mountain?"

"Isn't it over?" Fang Yan asked suspiciously. He was knocked down once by Wu Chi, and then he broke his Lightning Planet and knocked him down even more fiercely. Although on the surface, it seems that both sides lose, both sides lose, and everyone draws a draw, but there are some differences in the subtleties-they quickly climbed up when they fell to the ground, and it was bleeding from their heads, not blood from their mouths. After Wu Chi fell to the ground, there was no movement for a long time. It seemed that he was killed by himself. In the end, he even took a selfie with a bruise on his chest-how do you think you won it?

"That ’s just warming up. The man ’s husband does n’t fight vigorously. You die and live alive--what kind of decisive battle? Do you think it ’s a kid?"

Before the words are finished, people have already started.

Wu Chi spoke vigorously, but when he rushed over, it was silent.

This time Wu Chi did n’t perform cracking exercises, his feet no longer flashed on the ground, nor did he step the ground out of cracks.

Foot is silent, no trace of snow.

His toes touched the ground, his toes touched the ground, and his whole body jumped up.

He is like a blazing ball, light and flexible, like walking on grass tips and branches.

This is the same as the violent martial arts judge who threw his fists and thundered his feet with lightning strikes just now. Anyone who sees him will admire this middle-aged man's gods. .

Soft work!

This time, Fang Yan really had respect and admiration for Wu Chi Hou Zhendong.

Just as ice and fire cannot be combined, soft and hard are also a pair of natural enemies.

The cracking power belongs to the strongest and strongest kung fu. Charge towards Fang Yan with a destructive trend, a posture that will crush all the roadblockers in front of you.

But softness is the opposite. It seems that the posture is light and soft, but it is unpredictable, avoiding inevitable, and killing invisible in the understatement.

Flexibility is not Tai Chi, but it is similar to Tai Chi ’s four or two pounds.

For a weapon like a sword, a hard sword is not as good as a soft one. It takes ten years for a hard sword to work, and thirty years for a soft sword.

Someone is good at using hard weapons, which can be used to the extreme. For example, the Qinglong Mo's spear.

Someone is good at using soft weapons, and can turn the soft sword into a part of his body. For example, the Black Dragon's Hundred Ghost Beard and Ye Geng's long whip.

However, few people can practice both weapons or strengths to the extreme.

One is that it takes too much time and energy to do that. In addition, specializing in one kind can become the **** in that field. If you are half-hearted, you may face a result that is not pleasing to both sides.

Others are reluctant to do it, but Wu Chi does.

Because of being obsessed with martial arts, Wu Chi is unwilling to give up any opponent or let go of any attempt. Therefore, he can be one of the seven Chinese idiots.

Careful because of respect and cautious because of admiration.

Seeing Wu Chi's body almost rushing like a flutter, Fang Yan's gown twitched slightly, Fang's Bougainvillea stepped forward, and greeted Wu Chi actively.

The distance is closer, and the small dragon captures Wu Chi's hand.

Wu Chi flips over and Fang Yan buckles again.

Wu Chi flipped back to counterattack, and Fang Yan buckled again when he avoided it.

There is no airflow, and there are no swords and swords.

One wants to withdraw the opponent's hand pulse, and the other counterattacks while flipping to avoid.

Failure, deduct again.

Fail again, deduct again.

The wrist is flying, and the fingers are like electricity.

In just a few moments, they have fought each other 368 times.

Each shot consists of two actions, attack and defense, and these two actions contain endless changes.

This is the easiest duel, because it's just that two people are standing and doing hand-turning movements.

This is also the most dangerous duel. Either side is slower or accidentally caught by the other side. The advantage is lost, and the face is a stormy blow.

The possibility of killing with one blow is also very high!

Wu Chisheng is in a graceful manner, and his shot can be called a haunt.

With the help of Fang Yansheng in The Heart of Tai Chi, in the realm of Tai Chi, every trajectory of Wu Chi ’s moves is clearly visible-

After more than three hundred flips and mutual attacks, Wu Chi was finally impatient.

He roared, and suddenly his body fluttered into the air like a balloon.

His body spun wildly in mid-air, and the airflow driven by the spin turned into a dark vortex of violent wind.

A gust of wind swept through and shone towards Fang Yan on the ground.

Call-

Fang Yan was covered by the tornado, and immediately entered the wind eye position.

The mouth cannot speak, the eyes cannot see. All I heard was the whispering wind and the indistinct ghost crying wolf howl.

Since you do n’t let me see or let me listen, then I ca n’t just listen.

Fang Yan stood still and closed his eyes!

Call-

A fist suddenly hits Fang Yan's ear.

Ears are one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and the ears are very close to the temple. In a boxing, the entire head will burst.

The fist was hidden in the darkness and came with the wind. It's hard to make it exist.

How can this deceive Fang Yan who owns The Heart of Tai Chi?

Fang Yan's head was tilted, just avoiding the punch.

Another foot wrapped around the wind and flicked toward Fang Yan's lower yin position. Fang Yan hated and moved his body three steps to avoid this fierce attack.

Then the overwhelming attack came from all directions.

Fang Yan clearly felt that Wu Chi was not fighting alone, but countless people were fighting with him.

He is not facing a person, but a group of unfathomable evil spirits.

Call-

Fang Yan burst out with a punch, except for a wind blow, no sound was heard.

"Little white face, don't do useless struggles--I am a cotton gong, my heart is cotton, and my body is cotton. All my cotton is cotton. Cotton is always floating in the wind-- "Wu Chi, while attacking Fang Yan from all directions, flaunted his unique skills aloud.

"Save it, I advise you to save some energy-how can you beat the cotton? The air has already washed away the cotton before your fist hits-"

"Do you think this trick is familiar? Yes, this is based on Mo Qingdi's drunk crane riding the wind-"

"What kind of sentiment is it?" Fang Yan sneered in his heart. "Is it plagiarism when it is clear? Do you need to be ashamed?"

"Employment or plagiarism-anyway, this is my cotton skill-drunk crane riding the wind is just a set of steps, but I turned it into a system of kung fu, is this not yet Create your own? "

"Mo Qing enemies the wizards of heaven and earth, but does not think of martial arts, and is greedy for those loves and loves in the world. If he wholeheartedly seeks the way, how could he lose to Shenlong? Unfortunately! Hateful!"

Fang Yan said nothing but closed his eyes and felt it seriously.

Feeling the omnipresent boxing and kicking, and the cracking power that appeared in the tornado from time to time.

Yes, Wu Chi is a martial arts wizard. He is sometimes frivolous and sometimes rigid. He is a piece of cotton, but this piece of cotton can show the cracking power of the strongest to the strongest.

Hoohoo-

The wind is roaring!

Ao Ao Ao-

Ghost called wolf chant!

Thunderbolt cracked-

This is the light and shadow of cracking power.

Wu Chi alone can bring such a big battle, and use three styles of martial arts to fight with people.

Fang Yan felt very wronged in his heart, and felt that he was completely beaten and beaten.

"Small white face, punch, shoot-with your best effort, use your The Heart of Tai Chi-let me see how strong you are, let me see if you are Tai Chi The top expert —— "

"Fang Yan, angry, desperately, otherwise you will never have a chance-"

Wow —

Fang Yan's body jumped upright like an arrow, and then punched out!

It ’s like a humanoid anti-aircraft gun!

The wind stopped and the cloud stopped.

The lightning disappeared, and the wolf howl's voice disappeared.

Wu Chi ’s body flew high into the sky, reaching a height that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"He's flying so high!" Fang Yan looked up and muttered to himself.