Chapter 218

"It seems that this woman is not Mr. Fang's mother --" Tang Cheng finally saw that there was something wrong with her, and said aloud. "We were cheated by teacher Fang.

"Qin Yitian felt quite speechless. It's not 'we' who are cheated by Mr. Fang. It's your idiot who is cheated by Mr. Fang, OK? I didn't believe it in its original form.

Chiba Xun turned to look at Qin Yitian and asked in English, "what happened? Why does this woman come to beat up teacher Fang Yan? Under the witness of so many students - isn't it a very impolite thing? "

Chiba Xun can't understand Chinese, nor can she hear the dialogue between Yan and ye gentleness above the stage. She doesn't know that this matter has a close relationship with his father Chiba's military department.

"This is a free duel between Chinese warriors." Qin Yitian said. "Kill one person in ten steps without leaving a line for thousands of miles ----- swordsman, fearless, this is the real warrior style."

Tang Cheng doesn't think so. It's obvious that this is what Mr. Fang has done wrong. The women come to him to retaliate by beating him. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. There is no water in this word. Mr. Fang has been beaten like this. In Qin Yitian's eyes, he still duels martial arts and swordsmanship. Is there such a great Xia?

Of course, Tang city is not stupid. He will not expose Qin Yitian's disguise in front of international friends in public.

He leaned back and spoke across Qin Yitian and Chiba Xun in the middle, saying: "the martial artist pays most attention to freedom. Only in this way can we become a real martial arts master. It's a normal thing for martial artists to say no to fight. It doesn't matter to them what occasion they fight or who they watch. "

Seeing Qin Yitian's eyes sweeping his own, Tang's heart leaped a little faster, saying: "teacher Fang Yan is a rare master of Tai Chi. After his deeds spread, it's natural that some people come to challenge him. Because China is a country with good military force

"Thank you, Mr. Tang." Chiba said gratefully. "I see. Because Mr. Fang Yan has a good reputation, he will be challenged constantly, right? "

She thought of her father. Her father often had such a challenge when he first started. However, since her father became the first swordsman of Dongyang, this kind of challenge has become less and less. In the end, it has not even existed at all.

When you are very close to your opponents, they will envy you for trying to surpass you.

When you leave your opponents far away, they will only envy you and worship you.

This is human nature!

"Does this mean that Mr. Fang Yan is not strong enough?" Thousand leaves smoke in the heart think way. So father and teacher Fang Yan's competition -- father will not lose, will he?

"What a woman." Chiba smoked looked at the leaves on the stage and said softly.

"Is it?" Qin Yitian has a bright smile on his face.

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Fang Yan's face became extremely heavy.

Looking at the gentle leaf waving to himself, he asked in a deep voice, "how strong is he?"

"Very strong, very strong."

"You know?"

"The old drunk knows."

"The thousand leaves army has been to China before?"

"Ten years ago, the old wine devil traveled to the east to challenge the thirteen sword sect of the whole island. He once had a hand with the thousand leaf army." Ye said softly.

"Lost?"

"The old drunk said that the sword technique of Chiba army was not mature at that time." Ye said softly.

"I see." Fang Yan nodded. "This time, I will try my best."

The feet are slightly wrong, the toes are naturally drawn round, the arms of both hands are stretched out, up and down, as if the birds are flapping their wings.

Keep the middle, use the middle, and meditate.

Fang Yan's mood is peaceful and his seven senses are unified.

Forget things, forget everything around. It's not a student class, and it's not in the auditorium of hundreds of people. He is in the plain grassland, he is reaching for the top of the mountain, he is on the Bank of the Yangtze River, on the vast Beach -

forget yourself, who he is, what he does and why he goes. No intrigue, no conspiracy, no asking for results, people and Taiji are integrated.

I'm Taiji. I mean Taiji.

This time, Fang Yan chose to attack actively.

Fang's plum steps unfolded, and a circle was formed along the position where ye meek was.

He walked faster and faster, and his body became empty, like a mirage.

The arc of his arm is also pulling faster and faster, like the horsepower to the largest fan.

If you pay close attention, you will find that Fang Yan's running track is a circle, and the angle of waving his hands is a circle. No circle is not Taiji, and Fangyan and ye gentleness just form the Yin and Yang poles of Taiji.Silent feet, white smoke rolling.

The light on the top of the head is still so blazing, but in front of everyone, under the eyelids watched by countless people, Fang Yan and ye's gentle body disappear like that.

They became a circle, surrounded by a stream of material that didn't know whether it was dust or white gas. It's airtight.

The audience didn't understand what happened, and they thought the plot was getting ugly.

Because they can't see and they can't see.

Or the kind of fist and fist to meat that I saw before, even the picture of Ye gently holding the textbook to fight Fangyan's head, is not as good as -

What are they doing?

At the moment when everyone was looking at it inexplicably, the huge explosion suddenly rushed into their ears.

Boom -

the white smoke is gone!

We feel that eardrum pain, Fang Yan and ye gentleness finally reappear in front of everyone's eyes.

The difference is that ye meek stands still, while Fang Yan is pushed away to the corner curtain several meters away.

Fang Yan's mouth and nose are bloodstained, and he seems to be seriously injured.

"This is the end?"

"Isn't this stunt too fake?"

"Is this the legendary gas explosion?"

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if the atmosphere was not too weird and depressing, some people would jump up and say they would change the channel. What's this all about?

"Is that all?" Ye looked at Fang Yan, who was blown away by her in the distance, and said, "the law of Yin-Yang integration in Taiji?"

Is that all?

Fang Yan's mouth and nose are bleeding, and his heart is dripping blood.

He did use the principle of Yin-Yang integration in Taiji. I'm Taiji. I mean Taiji. Everything in the world is Taiji.

His step is a circle, his palm is a circle. He rotates gently along the leaves, trying to "fuse" the gentle cathode of the leaves with his anode.

According to the law of the integration of yin and Yang, as long as ye is "united" by herself, she will become her own lamb to be slaughtered. Whether to fight or kill is to kiss a small mouth and touch a small chest. It's entirely up to Fang Yan to decide.

It's easy to retreat and hard to enter the lap, not leaving the back and front of the waist top. It is difficult to study the soil carefully. This is the work of non standing, leaning forward and backward and shoulder to shoulder. It can be as quick as a mill, and as comprehensive as a dragon and a tiger.

It sounds profound. In a simple and understandable way, Fang Yan wants to use Taiji circle to circle Ye gentleness so that they can become a circle and then control and punish her. Oh, there's no such thing. Results Ye gently rejected the fusion of Fang Yan and slapped him -

the cathode was too large and the anode was depressed. In the face of such a tough woman as ye gentle, Fang Yan wants to hit the wall with his head in pain.

"Only aliens can clean her up, can they?" Fang Yan thought in his heart.

Ye meekness put up a finger to Fang Yan and said, "Congratulations, you have a chance to win in the first line -"

"come again." Fang Yan wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and said viciously.

This time, it was still he who took the initiative to rush towards the leaves standing in the center of the circle.

Boom -

Fang Yan flies out again.

His back hit the desk on the stage, which was used to place the textbook. Before he fell down, the desk was broken and the pieces of wood were flying.

"Two opportunities." Ye gentle stood still, and raised two fingers to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan, a carp, bounced up from the ground, and once again made a gentle attack on the leaf.

Boom -

Fang Yan was beaten out again.

Bang -

his body hit the wall of the auditorium, hit the thick wall into a cavity, and the mud swished down, just like he had just suffered a slight earthquake.

Fang Yan's hair is messy and his clothes are ragged. Countless cuts were made on his face, looking miserable and embarrassed.

He leaned against the wall and gasped heavily. The corners of the mouth are still bleeding, and the nose is like opening a hole, and the blood is flowing more quickly.

He can't move and doesn't want to.

Leaf gentle finally left the original position, she stepped back a few steps, retreated to the edge of the stage.

Looking at Fang Yan, she held out three fingers, which made people sound cold and impersonal. "Triple chance," she said. It's just a triple chance. Fang Yan, you are too weak. "

She picked up the Chinese textbook from the ground. It was taken away from a student's desk in order to knock Fang Yan's head.

With a slight tip of her foot, the man jumped under the stage. It's like a beautiful black butterfly.

She put the textbook on the boy's desk and said, "thank you."

Then, under the eyes of countless people, she held her head high and walked towards the entrance of the auditorium on the high-heeled shoes with long, thin and sharp heels.Ah!

Ah!

The sound is clear and pleasant, and each sound seems to strike in the heart of everyone in the audience.

Wow -

the auditorium door opens.

Kuang -

the auditorium door is closed again.

Disgust -

Ye gentleness can't help it any more, and suddenly spews out a mouthful of blood.

In the school playground, where everyone can't see!