"Young Master!" Two people exclaimed outside the battle circle. The two guards following Yang Qian finally realized what happened in the battle circle. Neither of them expected that with their young master's cultivation, Fang Yun would actually
His hands could not last more than three rounds. You must know that when Yang Qian beat Fang Yun half a month ago, the two of them witnessed it with their own eyes.
call!
Two strong winds hit the face, and there were two more powerful guards in the battle circle. Without touching the ground, the two of them jumped lightly and flew toward Fang Yun like swallows.
"You are so brave, aren't you afraid of being exiled for 20,000 miles and sent to the Vedic continent to work as coolies?" Seeing the two guards rushing toward them with a fierce look, Fang Yun immediately stood still, opened his eyes angrily, and opened his mouth to yell angrily.
Fang Yun was familiar with Confucian books in his previous life, and his achievements in Confucian literature and etiquette were extremely high. He was also highly appreciated by several powerful Confucian scholars in the imperial court. Confucian self-cultivation is about cultivating a noble and upright spirit. Fang Yun has been immersed in Confucianism for a long time, and naturally has this
This kind of smell.
In his 'last life', his martial arts was humble. Now, he has achieved a little success in martial arts, and has mastered the four-character key of boxing and momentum. With this scolding, the two guards immediately felt that a court official stood in front of them.
The minister scolded the two of them with a stern face and wanted to send them to the distant and bitter Veda continent.
Like being doused with ice water on a hot day, the two guards looked suffocated and did not dare to step forward.
The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty were strict, and under the control of Confucian civil servants, etiquette and law were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The Great Zhou Dynasty was very hierarchical, and the princes and princes like Fang Yun were definitely not something that these two guards without titles and backgrounds could afford to offend. The Great Zhou Dynasty
For soldiers who have committed crimes like this, they have always given up their martial arts training and been sent to the distant Vedic continent to work as coolies.
Veda Continent is far away from the Divine Continent of Middle-earth. It is poor and barren, and the land of 30,000 miles is desolate. The Great Zhou Dynasty has always been a place of exile for prisoners. Once sent there, there is basically no hope of returning to Middle-earth.
This sentence shocked the two guards of the Hou Mansion. Fang Yun lowered his head to pick up the beads that fell from Yang Qian's body. After just one glance, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Human-level bead!" After all, he was born in the Hou family, and his knowledge was not much different. As soon as he saw the snoring baby in the center of the bead, Fang Yun recognized this treasure.
"If I have this treasure, one day of my practice is equivalent to six normal days, equivalent to twenty-four days for ordinary people!" Fang Yun was shocked. There is no shortcut in martial arts. Fang Yun would have lived his entire life.
Memory is cheap, but if you want to improve in martial arts, you have to practice hard day and night. But with treasures like human-level beads, it is completely different.
In the human-level bead, Fang Yun saw a path of improving martial arts in a short period of time.
"I didn't expect that a high-ranking son like Yang Qian would have such a treasure as a pearl!" Fang Yun quickly made a decision in his heart. He must have this pearl.
"Fang Yun, what kind of magic or magic skills have you practiced?! I have human-level beads. One day is equivalent to five or six days of ordinary people's training. How can I not beat you!" On the other side, Yang Qian was standing in front of two guards.
After pinching him, he finally woke up. He didn't bother to stop the bleeding, and screamed at Fang Yun with a look of horror on his face.
With the accumulation of treasures like human-level beads by nobles like Pingding Marquis, there are only a few in the house. A newly promoted marquis like Sifang Marquis cannot even think about it. Yang Qian couldn't figure out how Fang Yun could.
He showed such powerful cultivation in a short period of time.
Fang Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. How could a pampered and pampered nobleman like Yang Qian know how difficult it was for him to practice Kung Fu? Fang Yun's powerful strength was obtained by splitting an hour into two and practicing crazily.
of.
Yang Qian, who was holding a treasure like a human-level bead in his arms and lying on the bed sleeping soundly, how did he know that Fang Yun was practicing hard in the cold night. Not to mention the fact that he practiced hard, in his previous life, in order to recall
Madam Huayang put a lot of thought into Fang Yun's interest in martial arts, allowing countless guards to spar and fight in front of Fang Yun, either intentionally or unintentionally.
Just these extra ten years of experience are enough for Fang Yun to leave Yang Qian far behind. In terms of combat awareness, the two are far from the same level!
"Yang Qian, do you remember our bet? I have an idea now," Fang Yunshi stretched out his two fingers, pinched the large human-level bead, and rotated it slightly: "I want this thing, and I want you.
The human-level beads on my body!" The voice was decisive and did not allow for discussion.
Yang Qian was stunned for a moment and broke away from the arms of the two guards: "No, I can never give you this bead!"
"Do you want to cheat on your bet?" Fang Yun flexed his fingers, put the human-level bead into his arms, and said coldly.
Yang Qian's rushing steps stopped and shook his head: "No, on other terms, we can stay away from you when we encounter you in the future. Give me back this bead!"
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms now," Fang Yun looked at them with a condescending look. He was going to trample on them severely in this way. In the previous life, Fang Yun hated martial arts. To a certain extent,
It was also because of the severe beating they had received half a month ago.
Fang Yun gained his current strength through his own hard work, so naturally he no longer has to be polite to these guys.
"No..." Yang Qian paused, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and suddenly pointed at Fang Yun and shouted: "I know, you must have colluded with those Fang Wai demons and practiced them
Martial arts. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the Mangniu Fist to beat my Tiger Fist."
Outside the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were many sects that practiced various martial arts. Many sects existed much longer than the Great Zhou Dynasty. The inherited martial arts can be traced back to ancient times, even the peak of martial arts.
The imperial court of the Great Zhou Dynasty could not control them. They called themselves Dao Sect and Demon Sect.
But regardless of the Daoist sect or the Demonic sect, the Zhou Dynasty court dismissed them all as demon sects! Once you practice, you will never be hired by either the court or the army!
"Deng Mao, He Yi, come here. Get back the human-level pearl. If you hurt him, my mother will bear it. If you kill him, our Pingding Hou Mansion will bear it. Don't be afraid! This guy and the evil way
If you have an affair, according to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, your death will be in vain!" Yang Qian said ferociously.
"Yes!" Deng Mao and He Yi responded, very excited. With Yang Qian's order, whatever happens, he will be responsible for it. Anyway, there are many people around to witness it, so even if it happens, it will be done by then.
Push it off cleanly.
"I want to see which of you dares to take action!" A majestic voice came, the crowd parted, and Yan Lun stood up proudly and stepped forward.
"Little Marquis!" Seeing this man, the two guards looked slightly frightened. Yan Lun's identity was special, but what was even more awe-inspiring were his two arms.
Yan Lun has martial arts skills and has already entered the Gang Qi realm. Coupled with his profound knowledge, the two guards are really no match for him.
"Prince!" Yang Qian looked stern when he saw Yan Lun. The difference between the two is the real 'commoner' and 'noble'.
One of them is a side member, and the other is a main member. Yan Lun's status is like the eldest son of Pingdinghou Mansion, who will inherit the position of prince in the future. Wenquhou's status is special. This kind of eldest son of the Hou Mansion simply cannot
Not Yang Qian can compare.
"I heard it all outside the pavilion. Since you have made a bet, you should implement it. Break your promise and get rich? Humph! When did we, the scholars of Dazhou, have such things as you?" Yan Lun clasped his hands behind his back and said,
He looked down at Yang Qian with a cold expression.
"This..." Yang Qian looked shocked and frightened. If Yan Lun intervened, it would be a small matter to lose a human-level jewel, but it would be a real big deal to lose the face of Pingdinghou Mansion.
Fang Yun looked on with cold eyes. He recognized Yan Lun, a great prince. However, Fang Yun did not think that he had anything to do with this nobleman among the common people.
"You don't want to regret it, do you?" Yan Lun's eyes were like a knife, piercing Yang Qian's heart.
Yang Qian's heart trembled, and his expression was uncertain. Finally he stamped his feet, greeted Li Ping, and said bitterly: "Let's go!"
After all, they were from a martial arts family. Although Li Ping had two broken arm bones, he could still bear it. After giving Fang Yun a hard look, Li Ping followed Yang Qian angrily. The two of them were in trouble this time.
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"Fang Yun, our affairs are not over yet!..." In the crowd, Yang Qian put down a harsh word and walked away.
Fang Yun sneered, a person like Yang Qian, holding a treasure like a human-level bead in his hand, was actually defeated by him. Now without the human-level bead, he would not be his opponent no matter how hard he worked ten times. The distance between the two would only be
getting bigger.
"Your Majesty, thank you very much," Fang Yun bowed his hand. Although Yan Lun's identity is a bit special, after all, he comes from the lineage of common people. There is no need to offend him unnecessarily.
"With a little effort," Yan Lun waved his hand, with the demeanor of a great nobleman, and took out the "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Jue" from his arms, Yan Lun shook it and said, "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would still have
You cannot get this martial scripture from Prince Manghuanghou."
"Xu Quan!" Fang Yun's heart was slightly shaken. After thinking for a moment, he realized that the scene just now must have fallen into the hands of these two people. He accidentally helped Yan Lun win a volume of "Demon Slaying Sword Gang Jue".
"Your Majesty's words are serious. This is because Your Majesty has unique vision and insight into opportunities, but it has little to do with me. I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step." After Fang Yun finished speaking, he took a step forward and strode away.
After all, Marquis Wenqu's identity was too special, between a commoner Marquis and a noble Marquis. Before he knew Yan Lun well, Fang Yun didn't want to have too many interactions with him. Anyway, he left a thin line and had the opportunity to talk to him in the future.
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"It's okay," Yan Lun watched Fang Yun leave, feeling more and more strange in his heart.
The scholars in the academy are also divided into three, six or nine grades. Yan Lun's status is undoubtedly the top one. With a Gangqi level of cultivation, looking at the academy, there are not many who can compare. At least Fang Yun
, although he defeated Yang Qian and Li Ping in one fell swoop, his Yuanqi level cultivation is destined to still belong to the lower level of the academy.
He was the eldest son of Marquis Wen Qu. In the past, no one dared not to give him face when we had many friendships with him. They all acted with fear and sincerity. Never before had Fang Yun not taken him seriously and rejected people thousands of miles away.
"Interesting," Yan Lun looked at Fang Yun's background and walked away.