Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 22: On the Bridge in the Drizzle
The galloping of a Pegasus is the fastest speed on land in the world today. Even for a master of Qinggong, it is rare to be able to catch up with a horse after it has picked up speed.
And while Robert Kuok of the Songshan School was rushing towards Fang Yunhan with the help of the momentum of Pegasus, he also leaped up on the horse. With the two speeds combined, his body was as fast as a shadow crossing the sky.
The sound of his shouts mixed with the whistling sound of his palms formed a mighty aura like a storm. The wine flags hanging on both sides of the street, which were seven or eight steps apart, were blown by him and made rustling sounds.
“Well done!”
This move was so impressive that even Fang Yunhan couldn't help but cheer up. He lowered his waist and hips and stretched out both arms to block the flying attack.
Boom! !
It was almost like a big drum beating in their ears. Many people around felt a buzzing in their ears. Then they saw the figure of the flying horse flying away, and then flew back at a speed almost the same as before.
Robert Kuok was about to crash into the third-floor eaves of a restaurant, but a young man in yellow clothes on the second floor reached out with his long arm, grabbed the clothes by the back of his neck and pulled him down.
"Is this the palm technique you said you would create after giving up your sword after you were defeated by me last time?"
Robert Kuok was clasping his hands together, grimacing at the pain in his wrists, when he heard that familiar and annoying voice coming from behind him. He turned his head and saw, "Feng, so you're here too. Humph, my palm technique, the Great Songyang Divine Palm, was highly praised by the sect leader. It's definitely not weak, but this guy actually..."
Robert Kuok looked at the young face in the distance and couldn't believe it. "That's a bit too strong."
This man may not even be 20 years old, but the martial arts he displayed is probably better than some of the masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. At least the master of the Songshan Sect couldn't withstand the palm power that Robert Kuok just threw. Could it be that he really started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb?
Yu Longzi said: "Didn't you see so many people lying on the street?"
"You mean he defeated them all by himself?" Robert Kuok's eyes widened in astonishment. "I thought they were just a chaotic fight, and Fang Yunhan was more resilient. Wait, so after defeating so many people, Fang Yunhan still had enough strength to force me back with one move?"
"Wake up, you were knocked away, not forced to retreat." The young man in yellow pulled Robert Kuok into the railing on the second floor.
Fang Yunhan also stepped back six or seven steps on the ground. The yellow earth that had been compacted and paved with blue bricks was also trampled into deep pits by him.
However, these footprints gradually became shallower and shallower, and by the sixth and seventh steps, there was almost no trace left.
He looked up at Robert Kuok and waved.
Robert Kuok's hands were still shaking, and when he saw this, he took a deep breath and quickly shook his head.
"Ha." Fang Yunhan laughed, turned around and walked onto the Xiyu Bridge.
Next to Robert Kuok, Yu Longzi sighed.
Indeed, judging from the previous situation in the city, the forces of all parties were complicated and anyone with a little insight could guess that it would definitely develop into a melee.
But who could have imagined that this guy, whom they regarded as fat meat and a lamb, could, by himself, force all the people who should be on guard against each other to stand against him, and win all the way, breaking and destroying everyone's spirit and sweeping away all their ambitions.
Even Yu Longzi himself no longer had any desire to draw his sword.
He couldn't be said to be afraid, he just felt that he would definitely return empty-handed, so there was no point in going through the trouble.
only……
Yu Longzi glanced at the young man in yellow. Given his former arrogance, could it be that he felt that he was no match for the lone man walking on the street? Why didn't he make a move?
"Why don't you take any action?" Robert Kuok asked directly.
"At first I thought he wasn't strong enough, but later on." The young man in yellow waved his hand, pointing at the two hundred people lying on the street, "Do I have to take advantage of him after he beats them up?"
Yu Longzi nodded and said, "So you want to wait until he leaves the city to recuperate."
At this moment, everyone who had received no longer doubted whether Fang Yunhan could leave the city.
Even those who were still ambushing on Maple Leaf Street at this time regretted that they had chosen a location closer to the front. Many of them had already quietly evacuated, but some were reluctant and wanted to wait a little longer to see if anyone would challenge them again.
Or maybe he just wanted to get closer and see with his own eyes what kind of graceful figure this man who had defeated two hundred masters from all over the country was.
Wang Feihu, the one-eyed old man, the horse-faced man, and the middle-aged scholar, these four old guys who had conspired before are now in two places, but they all have similar thoughts.
And that raid happened when no one expected it.
When Fang Yunhan stepped onto the middle section of the Drizzle Bridge, the breeze on the bridge suddenly became chilly.
Snap! Snap!
Waves exploded on both sides of Xiyu Bridge at the same time. Fang Yunhan glanced to the left and saw that part of the water droplets that had just left the river surface had actually condensed into ice.
The ice and snow are crystal clear and white.
A hand as pale as a dead person's penetrated through the white water splashes.
A black robe, as if carried by the pale palm, broke through the water surface and before the water droplets fell back into the river, it attacked Fang Yunhan with ten palms.
Fang Yunhan only felt as if a black flag was rolling in front of his eyes. After waving his arms to block the opponent's ten palms, he retreated to the edge step by step. His waist was already pressed against the railing of Xiyu Bridge, and only then could he see the other party's face clearly.
The cold air is as eerie as a corpse or a ghost.
He was the one who had caused the death of the elder who was passing on the skills during the battle at the destroyed temple.
"Oh it's you."
Fang Yunhan pushed the other person away and lowered his head. The backs of his hands were covered with a layer of white frost. However, as he clenched his fists, the frost marks were shaken off and no cold air could penetrate into his body.
"It's me. I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. It's ridiculous that Feng Ma Niu didn't know you had such a powerful ability until he died, right?"
The Black Magic King took two steps back, folded his hands into his sleeves again, and made ten consecutive palm strikes, but none of them worked. He used all his strength in every move, and he had to admit that this man was indeed unpredictable and powerful, but today, he was not alone.
Thinking of this, a bit of hostility flashed in those snake-like and feminine eyes.
Fang Yunhan became alert and suddenly grabbed the railing with his backhand.
The Drizzle Bridge was originally made of stone, but the railings were made of wood. Fang Yunhan hooked his hands on the upper layer of the railing and with a shake and a pull, he actually pulled a section of the railing that was six or seven meters long off the bridge. It swept towards the Black Dharma King like a shadow that blocked out the sun.
"What?!"
The Black King never expected that the opponent would use this trick. The space on the bridge was narrow and it was difficult to dodge for a while. The Black King turned over and retreated backwards, but was hit vertically by the railing and fell back onto the river.
Just as the Black Magic King was leaving the bridge, Fang Yunhan threw away the heavy railing in his hand, turned around suddenly, and threw a punch with lightning speed.
A pretty woman in red floated over the water and silently swung out a palm, just in time to collide with Fang Yunhan's punch.
Fang Yunhan's body swayed and he almost lost his footing. It was the first time that he showed surprise and doubt .
