Ultimate Teacher Chapter 567: Bah!
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Chapter 567, Bah!
It hurts!
Tear-like pain!
Fang Yan touched his head with his hand, and there was a thick sticky stream flowing in the palm of his hand.
Sure enough, as expected by Fang Yan, his head broke and bleed!
The smart people are so cool, in their own calculations. Including being beaten like a dog.
Fang Yan quickly touched his face again, and all the red moist on his hands stained the skin on his face. This made him unable to distinguish whether his face was injured.
"Hope doesn't break the phase." Fang Yan secretly prayed in his heart.
He propped up with one hand, and his body jumped straight into the air. When he fell, his toes had landed first.
Wu Chi Hou Zhendong did not take advantage of the pursuit, he stood looking at Fang Yan, said: "Boy, you are too careless."
Fang Yan nodded and said, "Yes, I was too careless. You are very powerful, even more powerful than I thought."
Wu Chi smiled on his face and said, "You are not weak. The one who was cut short by a fatal blow from my knife array without being cut off one arm and one leg is considered to be the top character of the young generation."
"A man who can play against the Qinglong Mo enemy-how could it be a simple man?"
The smile on Wu Chi ’s face froze and said angrily, "What the **** are you talking about? You are complimenting me or hurting me? What does it mean to be a man who can fight against Qinglong Mo Qingni Is it simply a man? Me and Mo Qing's peer discussion are the same level of opponents. Why should I deal with him like a supreme honour? The hero is down, the master is difficult to find, do you understand this feeling? "
"Understood." Fang Yan nodded. "Otherwise, you won't find me."
"Your kid would put gold on his face." Wu Chi said with a smile: "I am good at cracking, right? The first time I saw you, my fairy gave flowers to me, so I thought about asking Let your little boy suffer some hardships, and I met a few times later, I have the intention to bring you into the pit. Every time you use your feet to cast cracks, so that you lose the ability to judge when fighting, thinking that I will only use The feet are cracked. I did n’t expect your kid to really count-it ’s not as smart as the little girl said. "
"Little girl?" Fang Yan froze.
Wu Chi looked at Fang Yan with a sorrowful face and said, "Your little white face is really wolf-hearted. If you have a new man, forget the old man. When you first met, you also took the girl by the riverside It ’s only a few days since the teahouse was drinking tea—when I was looking for you today, I was mixed with another girl. All your conscience was eaten by dogs? Why do you always have such superb beauties around you? Where did you find it? "
"——"
Wu Chi ’s topic jumped too fast, making Fang Yan feel awkward.
Wu Chi waved his hand and said, "Because people want life, I have been obsessed with martial arts all my life. Martial arts are the sexiest women in my life-if your kid enjoys the blessings of the world, then let me feel well This boundless spring. "
“——” Some people have to admire his language skills. No matter how serious the content of the topic, coming out of his mouth makes people feel a wretched and indecent temperament.
Fang Yan is still thinking about what to say to bring this bad atmosphere back to the right path, Wu Chi is already very impatient.
He didn't see any momentum, he lifted his right foot and stomped hard. A strong white air rushed out like a white long dragon drilling holes in the hard stone ground.
Shoot —
This is the sound of grass and trees being cut away, there is no room for resistance.
A long crack appeared on the ground, and a long airflow pointed directly at where Fang Yan stood.
After stomping out, Wu Chi lowered his body and swooped toward Fang Yan.
He clenched his fists in both hands, and one punched towards Fang Yan's face.
Yeah —
A white lightning flashed in front of Fang Yan, because the night was too dark, and because the lightning was too white, the location of several meters in the surrounding area was illuminated as day and day.
Hi, la-
Mars where the air is burning, where the lightning flashes.
Fang Yan's toes point to the ground, continuously performing the swinging steps in the drunk crane ride in the wind, and his body keeps retreating towards the back.
Wu Chi seized the initiative and took the offensive.
One punch fell through, another punch came out.
Yeah —
The white lightning appeared again, and the white lightning reflected Wu Chi's cold and serious face, almost so cruelly.
The martial arts when fighting seriously is not handsome, but it feels full of masculinity.
"Strange, how could you have such an idea?" Fang Yan thought angrily. He felt that he had been biased by Wu Chi and he could no longer be a decently beautiful man.
Fang Yan still uses the drunk crane to ride the wind to avoid it, and unintentionally copes with the intention.
The key to drunk crane riding the wind is to avoid the opposite direction whenever it feels the air current. Every punch and kick made by others is a ‘wind’ for him. Good wind helps me to reach Qingyun by virtue of strength.
Fang Yan can't be on the green cloud, he is still moving small broken steps quickly on the peak of this sword peak.
Wu Chi ’s attack has been in a row, fists into fists, countless white airflow lightning burst in front of him, countless stars and dots appeared and disappeared in mid-air, resulting in a short life.
Lightning followed by lightning, countless lightning staggered and collided, once again brewing a ball of lightning that looks calm but the inner violence can explode.
Fang Yan has already suffered a loss, so he will not touch those lightnings again.
Even if he is very confident in his The Heart of Tai Chi, even if he can clearly see the lines of Wu Chi swinging out each punch in the domain of Tai Chi, and can find the safest among the countless red lines Gap and then stretch his arm in-
However, he will never do such a stupid thing again.
Wu Chi ’s attack is getting faster and faster, and his fist movement has turned into a phantom. The shadow of fist and the light and shadow of lightning are intertwined, this picture is both beautiful and dangerous.
His body is like an angry bull desperately rushing forward, rumbling and shaking every step of the way.
Fang Yan's small broken steps are getting faster and faster, and finally Fang Yandi's figure disappears into the fist shadow and lightning.
Fang Yan really felt the horror of martial arts by contacting closely and playing face to face.
His hands crack the air, and his feet are cracking the crust every step of the way.
That is to say, Fang Yan wants to greet his fist, but also to watch out for the endless small movements of his feet.
Whether he was hit by the upper plate or sneak attacked by him in the lower plate, he will be immediately cracked by him with cracking skills-with Fang Yan's understanding of him, he can certainly do this kind of thing. .
Retreat is not Fang Yan's style, escape is.
He really wanted to turn around and ran towards the foot of the mountain. If you can run away.
Well, how can you think of running and killing this guy? He didn't grab the gentleness with himself, and his own father wasn't killed by him-why did he fight like this?
Oh, by the way, Fang Yan has anger in his heart.
Fang Yan decides to release the excessive and almost overflowing energy that has accumulated in his body. When he thought about it this way, he already thought of **** to fight back.
I just wanted to counterattack a punch with my scalp, Wu Chi continued to blast out a dozen punches, and a dozen punches turned into a dozen lightnings-
The person with deep inner strength is self-willed.
Fang Yan has no choice but to continue to retreat.
Always retreating.
However, if he retreated, he would be forced to the edge of the cliff by Wu Chi.
He is getting closer and closer to the cliff. He can already hear his back feet kicking the stone out and rolling down towards the foot of the mountain.
No retreat, you have to retreat!
According to Wu Chi's attack method, there was already a plan to force Fang Yan down the cliff.
Such as a storm, such as a broken bead curtain. Like playing a lute, like playing a guitar.
Wu Chi completely indulged in his sense of rhythm.
When a person does things extremely smoothly, they will have a sense of rhythm.
This is true when singing, when typing, and when fighting against people.
Even though Wu Chi at this time did not have the intention to kill Fang Yan, he could not stop what he was doing now.
Because this is the most beautiful thing in the world.
For Wu Chi, this is a million times more beautiful than the feelings of men and women.
Cracking skills!
Crack everywhere!
The cracked fist he cracked, the cracked foot kick, the cracked slap he shot, even cracked because he opened his mouth too loudly and screamed-
Lips, tongues and swords, with lightning in the mouth.
"Ah-"
Wu Chi shouted.
He felt that this fight was too enjoyable today.
It feels so comfortable to play as much as you want.
When I played with people before, the weaker ones could not bear him with three punches and fell. Strong, he was knocked down after a while.
Of course, this situation is almost never born.
That's one or two, two or three times-
But Fang Yan is different. No matter how he fights, Fang Yan is faintly backing away.
Do n’t underestimate the word "retreat", in the eyes of real masters, retreating is more difficult than entering.
Because people's physical function is used to moving forward, it is easy to lose their footsteps or be knocked down by objects when retreating.
Furthermore, under such a high-tempo punching blow, Fang Yan is still methodical even when he retreats, and has been trying to counterattack.
This is extremely valuable!
"It's a pleasure-it's a pleasure to fight-" Wu Chi shouted loudly. He wished to tear off all his clothes on the top of the mountain to have a streaking.
"Bah--" Fang Yan spit out a thick sputum.
“It ’s a pleasure—Woo—” Wu Chi only felt that a thick sputum slipped into his mouth, and he had flowed down before he could react.