Volume Four, Volume 10, Chapter 31, Happy Together
"Hiss~!" Everyone sighed. Mao Lin was a golden-retriever bear with unparalleled power. Even an intermediate god was unwilling to fight him head-on. However, Fang Yunchu's seemingly weak body actually punched Mao Lin in front with one punch.
If you retreat, is this still an intermediate saint? When can a saint be so strong?
"Haha, come again!" Mao Lin was not seriously injured, but laughed loudly, and rushed forward with great excitement.
"Okay!" Fang Yunchu's speed was faster. Mao Lin had just moved, and Fang Yunchu's attack arrived. The two collided again, but Mao Lin retreated.
"Boom boom boom boom!" The two seemed to be competing. After repeated violent collisions, dust was left behind behind. However, every time they collided, Mao Lin was at a disadvantage. He kept retreating, and Fang Yunchu
Except for the first time taking a step back, there was not even a step back.
Gradually, blood flowed out of Mao Lin's mouth and his face turned pale.
"Roar!" Mao Lin roared, but he still stepped back, shook his body, and squatted on the ground, smashing a small hole in the ground.
Fang Yunchu stood in front casually and stopped moving.
Everyone stared at the scene blankly and was shocked again. Sun Yi also raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought that Fang Yunchu could defeat Mao Lin, but he did not expect that such a head-on collision would be defeated.
Lan Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked at Fang Yunchu in the field with a faint smile. She seemed quite handsome?
"Ahem... Brother Fang, I'm convinced, you're strong!" Mao Lin crawled up, his body swayed again, and he said with a grin.
"Is it okay?" Fang Yunchu smiled awkwardly.
"Haha, my old bear is thick-skinned and fine. It's okay. Today I'm so happy. Let's come again." Mao Lin said with a big laugh, grinning again, touching the wound.
"Haha, OK." Fang Yunchu laughed loudly, feeling relieved. Although the battle just now was short, he was really excited. He had not had such a head-on battle for a long time.
"Let's go." Mao Lin walked out of the ring in a swaying step.
"Brother Fang, good."
"Brother Fang..."
"Fang Yunchu, I love you..."
The people outside came to me and shouted, very excited. Most of them were in the realm of saints. It turned out that saints could be so strong. Fang Yunchu gave them hope and let them see the light. For a moment, everyone was very excited.
, I felt extremely confident.
Feeling the momentum of everyone, Sun Yi paused and smiled faintly. Unexpectedly, Brother Fang had such popularity, which brought the morale of these boys up.
Hearing the cheers here, many people also came over. There were people from the Venerable District and the Divine Man District. Everyone came soon understood the reason, especially those masters of the Divine Man, with their eyes on them.
Shining, they came to the martial arts field to fight, and now they are all a little itchy...
"Brother Fang, sister, come and try you." A petite woman in white floated onto the ring lightly and said with a smile, her eyes flashing, and she was very elf and cute...
"This woman is so fast?" A black-faced man had just moved, but found that Bai Ling had arrived on the stage and muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Old Hei, if you have the ability, you can say in front of Bai Ling?" a person next to him teased.
"Uh, then forget it." The big man said in a silly voice.
"Commander Bai, please!" Fang Yunchu said with his fists. Fang Yunchu recognized Bai Ling, who was a guard commander of the Holy Land of the Demon Clan.
"Hehe..." Bai Ling laughed, his figure floated and disappeared from the spot.
"Brother Sun, can Brother Fang defeat this little witch?" a high-level god asked with a smile.
"I don't know, let's take a look. I also want to see how strong Brother Fang is?" Sun Yi shook his head and looked at the ring seriously.
"It's a little witch, can Brother Fang?" A group of saints said worriedly. They were both saints, and at this moment they unconsciously hoped that Fang Yunchu would win.
Bai Ling chuckled, his figure flashed, and the field was filled with white figures for a moment, surrounding Fang Yunchu layer by layer, unable to tell the difference.
"Hmm?" Fang Yunchu smiled slightly, and his flashing also disappeared.
There was a rumbling sound of wind on the field, and countless black figures appeared in an instant, stopping all white figures. The sound of interception came, and the figures flashed everywhere, colliding at the same time between the parties.
"Uh...this...this..." Everyone outside was shocked. The first time I saw such a battle, those gods were no exception. Both of them were extremely fast on the field, and they seemed to have clones.
Coupled with the afterimages left behind, it seems that everyone is fighting each other with countless clones.
"Brother Fang's speed is so fast, no worse than Bai Ling?" A divine man said in surprise.
"Yes, it seems that Brother Fang still has the upper hand. Is this still a saint? It makes me feel inferior..." said a man depressedly.
These gods and men also truly recognized Fang Yunchu. The demon clan advocated strength more, and Fang Yunchu had the strength to make them recognize.
The afterimages dissipated one after another. Four Fang Yunchu stopped six Bai Lings without any disadvantage. Bai Ling really had a clone, and there were two more.
Bai Ling also became serious, the six figures were floating around and attacking Fang Yunchu everywhere, but Fang Yunchu's divine walking steps were not slow at all. The speed and footwork she relied on did not gain the upper hand, and the same was true for her clone. Unexpectedly, Fang Yunchu also had a clone,
Moreover, her clone is only half the strength of the original, and it cannot last long. Her clone is far from being the opponent of Fang Yunchu's clone.
Fang Yunchu and Bai Ling flashed around and fought quickly. Fang Yunchu's three clones suppressed Bai Ling's five clones.
"Bang!" Fang Yunchu punched a clone, and the clone disappeared in the wind. The figure flashed on the field, and the four remaining clones of Bai Ling were knocked away one after another, and soon only Bai Ling was left.
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"Ba!" Bai Ling avoided Fang Yunchu's attacks several times, but Fang Yunchu's clone swept his legs and kicked her in the shoulder. Bai Ling responded and retreated.
Fang Yunchu was ahead, punching him up and hit Bai Ling in the chest. Bai Ling had just been hit and couldn't dodge at all. His face turned pale and a little panicked.
"Hmm?" Fang Yunchu also noticed that Bai Ling was good at speed and his body seemed to be much worse. He was injured even after one move, and his dodging speed was slow.
Fang Yunchu quickly closed his fist, and his fist stopped on Bai Ling's chest, but the fist still hit him. Bai Ling took a few steps in a row and spit out a mouthful of blood. The clothes on his chest were also messy.
Most of the pink underwear was exposed, and there was a wave of turbulent waves and trembling.
"Uh..." Fang Yunchu looked embarrassed. During the battle just now, Fang Yunchu just regarded Bai Ling as an opponent. He didn't think so much, and punched him with one punch, and he didn't want to hit any part of the opponent. Now he reacted.
"..." A group of people outside the field looked at each other, especially the men, all of whom were widening their eyes, and then someone whistled and started shouting happily.
"Ah!" Bai Ling also reacted, shouted, and changed into a new piece of clothing in a flash.
"What are you guys who want to get beaten up, right?" Bai Lingjiao shouted, and most of the people outside really shut up.
"That..." Fang Yunchu wanted to say something.
"You...hum! I remember you!" Bai Ling's face turned slightly red, she glared at Fang Yunchu fiercely, and flew out of the ring. Do you want to blow up your place? Bai Ling was very worried.
accurate……
"Uh..." Fang Yunchu touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, suddenly thought of something, and quickly looked down. Lan Xiaoyue was indeed staring at him fiercely, and suddenly she smiled again.
"Haha, Brother Fang, I admire you!" A big man said with a smile. Fang Yunchu gave him a thumbs up, his eyes full of meanings that even men could understand. Fang Yunchu also understood. What the big man admired was that he had just made Bai Ling.
A scene of spring scattering.
Fang Yunchu was a little depressed. My wife is still there?
"Haha, Brother Fang, I admire you too, but I admire your strength." A young god man said with a smile, but his meaning was obviously the same as the big man just now.
"Brother Fang, are you at the saint realm?" A group of gods greeted one after another.
"Brother Fang, you actually defeated Bai Ling, tsk."
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"Brother Fang, let's fight together?" Sun Yi was also a little itchy. He is a monkey clan and his surname also likes fighting very much.
"Brother Sun is a high-level god, and he should still be a very strong high-level god. I am no match for me." Fang Yunchu said.
"Haha, let's talk, I also want to see Brother Fang's true strength." Sun Yi said with a smile.
"Brother Fang, fight!"
"Come on the challenge!"
A group of people watching started to cheer.
"Okay." Fang Yunchu replied.
The roar continued on the field. Sun Yi held a golden stick in his hand and danced quickly. The shadows of golden sticks were filled with shadows, covering Fang Yunchu. Fang Yunchu's four clones came out together to meet the enemy side by side, with a high fighting spirit.