"Xiao Fang, are you okay?" Gu Foying smiled and asked.
Fang Yingnan's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, he forced a smile and replied: "It can still withstand it."
"I have already used seven points of my strength in this move of Shocking Dragon Transformation. It is already very difficult for you to withstand it." Gu Foying continued.
When Fang Yingnan heard what Gu Foying said, his heart trembled. Even with all his strength, he could only withstand seven percent of Brother Gu's strength. He looked at his trembling hands, took a deep breath, and said: "
It seems that I'm still not good enough, and I still can't compare to Yan Zhuo." He said, trying to hold his sword tightly, but as soon as he exerted force, his arm suddenly became more sore, and the "evil" in his hand also fell to the ground. Looking at himself
His sword fell to the ground, slumped, depressed and depressed.
——The one who fell to the ground was Sword, and the one who was slumped, depressed and downcast was him.
"Xiao Fang, you are already very powerful. Brother Gu is the number one killer in Kyushu. If you can block his blow, you can already be regarded as a top expert in Kyushu." Bai Buchou comforted Fang Ying.
Top? Not top.
This is not what he wants. What he wants is to be unique and arrogant. He is a sword, and he was born to kill his opponent's neck, heart, and eyebrows. But now, he can't even hold his own sword!
Seeing Fang Yingnan so depressed, Bai Buchou wanted to step forward to comfort him, but was stopped by Gu Foying.
"Xiao Fang, what do you think is the highest mountain in the world?" Gu Foying asked.
Fang Yingnan was stunned for a moment and then answered: "Kunlun Holy Mountain?"
"It's the Himalayas." Gu Foying said, "But this is also the highest mountain in the world that I know. Do you understand what I mean?"
Fang Yingnan shook his head.
"Then you should know how to sit in a well and look at the sky. When a frog stays in his well, he feels that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well. The sky is like this, and so are the mountains. You have lived in Kunlun for a long time, and you only know that Kunlun Mountain is the highest mountain in the world, and
I have traveled north and south, and I know that the Himalayas are the tallest mountains in the world. But I have only traveled through the north and south of Kyushu. I heard that there are other continents in the far east of the sea, and there are other continents north of the Wuman and west of the Holy Fire Sect.
Even I don’t know if there are any mountains higher than the Himalayas in these unknown places, so do you understand what I mean, Xiaofang?”
Fang Yingnan nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Brother Gu, do you mean there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world?"
"Yes, but not entirely. You still don't understand what I mean."
Gu Foying raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes flashing with light.
"Actually, the highest peak in the world is not in the height of the mountain, but in the human heart. If you think he is the highest, he is the highest. If you think you are the best in the world, you are the best in the world. Just like if you love someone, you are not the highest.
I don’t know why you love him, but you do. It’s the heart that loves others, not the brain. The same goes for being number one in the world. If you think in your heart that you are number one in the world, you are the number one in the world. Don’t think with your head, feel it with your heart.
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Fang Yingnan frowned, and said with a hint of confusion and a hint of joking in his tone: "As long as you think you are the best in the world, you will have the best strength in the world? Then why do we still practice martial arts and give it to ourselves directly?
Wouldn’t it be nice to become a madman with a blow to the head?”
Gu Foying said patiently: "Practicing martial arts gives you the courage to think that you are the best in the world."
Fang Yingnan shook his head and said, "I still don't understand."
Gu Foying smiled: "If you don't understand now, you will understand later. The way of the sword does not lie in the sharpness of the sword, but in the strength of the heart."
"Brother Gu, did you realize this?" Fang Yingnan asked.
"Hahaha." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Gu Foying's face, "Ah, my master told me. Actually, I don't understand the reason. I just said it to comfort you."
Hearing what Gu Foying said, Fang responded with difficulty, and Bai Buchou burst into laughter. When Gu Foying saw Fang and Bai laughing, they also laughed, and the three of them suddenly burst into laughter.
"Brother Bai, you and I can compete again and let me see how powerful you are." Fang Yingnan said.
Bai Buchou looked at Fang Yingnan's arm for a moment, and then at Gu Foying's face. When Gu Foying nodded slightly, he agreed to Fang Yingnan.
"Xiao Fang, I don't hide any of our brothers. I have twelve souls in total. How many do you want to try?"
"Twelve!" Fang Yingnan replied decisively without any hesitation.
"Okay! These twelve souls of mine can hit the twelve major acupoints around your body. You have to be careful."
As soon as the words fell, he moved his hands and used all his hidden weapons.
Twelve "hundred souls" shot out from Bai Buchou's hands, fast, urgent, ruthless and accurate. His soul-binding technique was combined with the hidden weapon technique of showering money all over the sky, but it was "raining flowers all over the sky".
"It's a very amazing move. When the money dart comes out, it's as colorful as a rain of flowers.
But when Bai Buchou threw out his soul, even though it was overwhelming, it didn't feel colorful and gorgeous at all. The small skeleton made of fine steel flew in the air, making a wind-breaking sound like the whisper of the netherworld, which made people listen.
I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble.
There are twelve souls.
Fang Yingnan only had one pair of hands and one sword.
What can one pair of hands do? One pair of hands can use a sword.
What can that sword do? It can create miracles in the hands of a swordsman.
Fang Yingnan's sword was unsheathed, and blue waves spurted out from the box. The turbulent sword light was like the Milky Way bursting its banks and releasing three thousand galaxies.
The light of the sword is green, the light of the sword is sharp, and the light of the sword steals the soul and kills the soul with a flash.
Hearing only the crackle and clang of thunderbolts, Fang Yingnan held the long sword in his hand. With a flick of his hand, he clicked out a few sword stars and struck all the twelve soul-binding souls on the ground.
"Not bad, not bad." Gu Foying and Bai Buchou both clapped their hands and said, "Xiao Fang, it seems that Yan Zhuo's Feiyan Dart can't stop you."
Fang Yingnan's eyes widened, and the expression on his face became much more relaxed. The smile hidden in his eyes was like that of a child who had secretly eaten a candied haws.
"Okay, let's go back and rest. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle, and we have to rest well." Gu Foying said.
"Okay," Bai and Fang nodded.
Under the moonlight.
Fang Yingnan walked in front alone, holding his sword and holding his head high, while Gu Foying and Bai Buchou walked behind.
Gu Foying poked Bai Buchou with his elbow and said with a smile: "Do you really only have twelve souls?"
Bai Buchou also smiled, pulled off his clothes, showed all the souls in his arms in front of Gu Foying, and said: "Give Xiao Fang some face."
