Chapter 43 Fang Yeyun
Bai Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured to himself, "Although I have enough strength, my fists and feet are sparse. Fortunately, after several fights, I became more and more skilled in controlling my strength, and I collected most of my strength in time. Otherwise, wouldn't it be necessary?" Beat you to death"
The remaining few people seemed to be headed by the young man in blue shirt. Although they were also good at fists and kicks, unfortunately they lacked strength, weak muscles and weak strength, and they were often knocked to the ground in less than two or three moves.
Bang! Bai Mo stamped his palm on the forehead of a young man, knocking him unconscious.
After a while, several people woke up one after another. They were all disheartened and their faces were earth-colored. After each of them took out a book of martial arts, they hurriedly covered their faces and left.
Bai Mo put them away one by one, then glanced around and said with a smile, "Is there anything else that can be beaten? Why not come and give it a try."
The people around them gradually became quiet and looked at each other in confusion. The few people just now were relatively well-known and had great fist and kick skills. However, they were defeated one by one in the blink of an eye.
Bai Mo looked around, took a deep breath, and heard the sound of a toad in his stomach, and then roared loudly, "I didn't expect that I can be the best among my peers with my humble tricks. It seems that the younger generation in Hejian Mansion is not the best." In this way, I can bring this banner back intact."
After a few breaths, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the distance, heavy and powerful, like a wild animal running.
"Hmph! What kind of kid is talking nonsense in Hejian Mansion? Let me, Fang Yeyun, come and meet you! Give way!" Immediately, a rough voice sounded from behind the crowd, and the onlookers saw this and quickly made way.
After Bai Mo took a closer look, he smiled and said, "I am challenging the younger generation. The old gentleman is too old."
The man walking over was tall and tall, with dark complexion and more than seven feet tall. He was wearing a gray suit, his arms were thicker than an ordinary person's thighs, and he had a full beard. He was obviously not young.
"Old Mr.?!" Fang Yeyun staggered when he heard this and almost fell down.
"That young man has already said that he only challenges the younger generation. You are so old, but you still pretend to be young." A pretty woman carrying a vegetable basket couldn't stand it anymore and scolded.
Fang Yeyun turned his head, glared at the speaker, and said angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly. I am only eighteen this year, and it is the time when I am in my prime."
He had a beard all over his face, and his voice was like thunder, which made the ears of those nearby numb. The woman who spoke was startled, shrank back, and muttered, "You are so old, you are not even 50 or [-] years old." Too bad, who would have known that you are only eighteen and look older than my father."
Fang Yeyun's ears twitched, his face was filled with grief and anger, and he almost wanted to vomit blood. He raised his head and murmured, "Four or fifty years old, have I matured to this point?"
"I know this person. He is a baby from the escort agency in the north of the city. The Fang family has always grown up in a hurry." An old man stared at Fang Yeyun's beard and hesitated, "However, this baby is indeed growing up in a hurry, old man. I almost thought they were peers.”
Bai Mo suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother, do you still want to fight?"
"People who practice martial arts are so fair and not masculine at all. It's because my skin color is pleasing to the eye." Fang Yeyun looked at Bai Mo's face and said roughly, "Why don't you fight? If you lose, just stay with me." A day in the sun.”
"Bah, shameless." The pretty woman who spoke earlier spat, and then looked at Bai Mo's blushing face, feeling a little worried in her heart, "This young man is so handsome, if he loses, won't he be exposed to the sun?" This rough guy is as black as he is.”
Bai Mo shook his head and chuckled, then straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "Please!" After a moment, the two stood opposite each other, looking at the tall figure in front of them, Bai Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, this man was definitely a powerful enemy.
The two looked at each other, their fighting spirit gradually rising.
Bai Mo stepped back with his right foot slightly to the left, slightly bent his left arm, pressed the blade of his left palm outward, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Fang Yeyun.
Fang Yeyun couldn't hold it any longer, he shouted loudly, quickly closed the distance in a rampage, and then punched hard, the strong wind howled and his sleeves rustled.
Well done! !Bai Mo held his breath and concentrated, neither dodge nor dodge, using force to hit force, force to hit force, he punched the man forcefully. After a moment of stalemate, both of them were knocked back ten feet.
He stepped back three or four steps in a row, and when he looked at Fang Yeyun again, he looked completely different.
"What a powerful physique!" Bai Mo was awe-struck in his heart. His martial arts practice was getting deeper and deeper. His strength alone was about [-] kilograms, and his muscles and bones were beyond ordinary people. He could compete with things like zombies.
What's more, he has now successfully condensed his strength, and has initially achieved a balance between hardness and softness. Compared with the past, he has a three-point chance of , today I met someone who was almost the same as him, and who was actually a bit stronger than him.
He felt a bit of pressure, as if an evil beast was walking in front of him, trying to choose someone to devour. But the more he felt like this, the happier he felt, and the fighting spirit surged in his able to fight this kind of person once, the effect is far better than the previous ten people, it is just used to help him condense his strength! !
Looking up, just like Bai Mo, Fang Yeyun was also a little surprised. The fighting spirit in his eyes was equally fierce, and he shouted, "Come again!!!"
Bai Mo and Fang Yeyun were not able to fight, and they exchanged punches for more than ten times without any hesitation. Their punches and kicks were like rocks colliding with each other, dull and powerful. This was a sign of strong physical strength.
The paths of the two were somewhat similar. They were both opening and closing, rising and falling again, with the same swiftness and domineering power. When the wind roared, a large amount of dust was stirred up, and the people around them stared blankly and shouted. Enjoyable.
There were people who wanted to fight with Bai Mo before but resisted. They secretly thought it was a fluke. Unexpectedly, Bai Mo didn't use his full strength. Among the warriors, except for those rich and powerful, and the disciples from the general family, no one could do it. Defeat these two.
Bang! !
"Be careful!" Fang Yeyun shouted loudly and warned. He stepped forward and rushed towards Bai Mo. He punched Bai Mo's chest with great force and force. The wind of the punch was a little stronger. There was a whistling sound, like a beast roaring and a bell ringing. The sound surrounded him, blowing Bai Mo's hair away and pulling it straight back.
"Well done!!" Bai Mo shouted, watching Fang Yeyun punch him, he turned his wrist, stopped Fang Yeyun's forearm, and swung it the five fingers of the other hand flicked out instantly, the big tendons tightened, and then the force was exerted under the feet, and he took a half step forward and struck out with a palm.
Fang Yeyun's fighting consciousness was astonishing, like a wild beast, he subconsciously turned his fist into a palm, clasped it at Bai Mo's wrist, and punched out another at the same time.
Bai Mo turned sideways to avoid the punch, and at the same time, he buckled Fang Yeyun's wrist, pulled it, and stamped the ground with his feet. Using the force of the counter-shock, he quickly got close to Fang Yeyun.
Fang Yeyun's middle door was wide open at this time, and he had no time to stop it, so he had to protect his chest with his other hand to resist.
(End of this chapter)