From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

Fang Qing coldly addressed Ding Jiao directly:

"Fang Chulan is not at the Mountain and River Boxing Academy..."

After saying that, Fang Qing turned around and walked into the Mountain and River Boxing Academy.

Ding Jiao was originally just eating at a nearby restaurant.

At first, she didn't take it to heart that she narrowly lost to Fang Chulan by half a move.

After all, she fought Fang Chulan for over 100 moves before losing by only half a move.

The difference between the two is almost negligible.

Just now, the storyteller in the restaurant embellished her story with Fang Chulan.

Especially noticeable was the sweat that rolled down her jade-like neck and into her collar.

At that moment, Ding Jiao wanted nothing more than to rush up and punch the storyteller hard.

"Roll off your collar, my ass!"

This immediately ignited Ding Jiao's competitive spirit.

Therefore, Ding Jiao wanted to come to the Mountain and River Fist Academy to have a good fight with Fang Chulan.

He realized he had run into Fang Qing right at the door.

Fang Qing's rather perfunctory attitude at this moment completely ignited Ding Jiao's anger.

"I originally came here to find Fang Chulan and have a good fight with her."

"But a few days ago, my brother Ding Mingcheng said that you were making a big splash in the Liu family, a salt merchant family, and that you were talking about things that were unbelievable."

"Now that we've arrived at the Mountain and River Fist Academy, I might as well take down Fang Chulan and Fang Qing together."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clanging sound.

Ding Jiao drew the long sword she was carrying.

They pointed in the direction of Fang Qing.

At this moment, Fang Qing was walking into the Shanhe Boxing Academy with his back to Ding Jiao.

Ding Jiao wanted to force Fang Qing to turn around and have a proper fight with her.

I need to prove myself through this battle.

"The number one young master of the Cao Gang is not as bad as the storyteller makes him out to be."

Just as Ding Jiao's long sword was about to sweep towards Fang Qing.

The next moment, before Ding Jiao could react...

Then, Ding Jiao heard a whooshing sound coming from Fang Qing's direction.

Ding Jiao's pupils immediately contracted sharply.

He clearly saw that Fang Qing was still facing away from him.

But where exactly did that sound of wind breaking come from?

Just as Ding Jiao was somewhat bewildered.

She saw a spear tip shoot directly from Fang Qing's shoulder, like a snake spitting its tongue, hurtling towards her.

This spearhead, like a serpent spitting its tongue, is positioned at an extremely tricky angle.

Most importantly, it is extremely fast.

The tip of the gun tore through the air, making a sharp, piercing sound.

This caused Ding Jiao's eardrums to feel a tearing pain.

It was Fang Qing's Breaking Army Returning Dragon Thrust... Reverse Scale Reversal.

Before the man could turn around, the gun had already struck!

The next moment, a clang rang out, the sound of metal clashing.

Then, with a whoosh...

The long sword that Ding Jiao was holding was knocked away by the tip of Fang Qing's Cangzhun spear.

After drawing an arc in the air, it finally landed with a soft thud on the grass beside it.

The hilt of the knife was exposed and emitted a tremor and a faint hum.

Ding Jiao's mouth was slightly open as she looked into the distance in disbelief at the long sword that Fang Qing had knocked away.

Then, she looked down at her palms.

There are lacerations in the area between the thumb and index finger.

Ding Jiao's head was buzzing.

She couldn't understand how Fang Qing had managed to do it, as he was still facing away from her.

But the spear seemed to have eyes, and it knocked the long sword she was holding away with a backhand motion.

Although Ding Jiao only used about 30% of her strength just now.

Even so, Ding Jiao is now a master of the fifth level of Body Tempering.

With Fang Qing's back still to her, how did he manage to knock her longsword away without even looking at it?!

At this moment, Ding Jiaomei's eyes were wide open, her face completely blank.

Over the years, she has traveled all over the country.

To protect the waterways of the Grand Canal gangs, they fought countless battles against salt bandits.

But he had never seen Fang Qing use such a move, accurately hitting his longsword without turning around.

What kind of combat technique is this?

Why is this so strange?

This was Ding Jiao's only thought at that moment.

While Ding Jiao was still in a daze, she saw Fang Qing and slowly turned her head.

The next moment, Fang Qing increased his speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qing thrust his spear straight at Ding Jiao.

The first move of the Breaking Army Returning Dragon Thrust: Piercing Rainbow Style!

Fang Qing's spear moved like a dragon, its tip tearing through space and transforming into a rainbow.

In the blink of an eye, they had already attacked Ding Jiao.

Ding Jiao remained in the same position, still holding the long sword.

Seeing Fang Qing's spear tip turn into an arc, his pupils immediately contracted sharply.

At this moment, because Fang Qing's movements were too fast, Ding Jiao didn't even have time to react. She was left wide open and could only watch helplessly as the tip of Fang Qing's spear suddenly thrust towards her.

The next moment, Ding Jiao suddenly felt a chill on her chin.

Fang Qing's Cangzhun spear tip almost touched her chin before stopping.

A drop of blood rolled down her jade-like neck and into her collar.

But at this moment, Ding Jiao felt no anger.

My mind was completely blank, and I had no time to think about why Fang Qing's gun was so fast.

Fang Qing slowly sheathed his spear and turned to continue walking towards the Mountain and River Boxing Academy.

At this moment, a cold voice came from afar in Fang Qing's direction.

"Considering you are Ding Mingcheng's sister, I will let you go today."

"As I just said, if you want to find Fang Chulan, just wait here at the entrance of the Mountain and River Boxing Academy."

I don't want to be disturbed during my cultivation.

After coldly uttering those words, Fang Qing turned and walked directly into the Mountain and River Boxing Academy.

At this moment, Xie Yunzhou stood to the side with his mouth agape, his face filled with disbelief.

This morning, he was right there at the scene of Ding Jiao and Fang Chulan's battle, witnessing the entire process clearly.

At that time, Fang Chulan and Ding Jiao were basically evenly matched.

Both of them were remarkable in terms of both martial arts skills and combat techniques, and neither was willing to give way to the other.

In the end, Fang Chulan only used a slight advantage of half a move to win the entire battle.

But by then, the two had already exchanged more than 100 blows, nearly half an hour.

Fang Chulan's victory was extremely hard-won.

What did he just see?

Ding Jiao, who was evenly matched with Fang Chulan this morning, couldn't even last two moves against Fang Qing.

In the first half of the move, with his back to Ding Jiao, Fang Qing used a mysterious spear technique to knock Ding Jiao's longsword away.

Then, in the next moment, Ding Jiao was almost completely powerless to fight back.

Fang Qing suddenly attacked and brought him close.

Fang Qing could have ended Ding Jiao's life simply by thrusting his spear forward.

"This is the opponent who fought Fang Chulan's junior sister to a standstill, neither giving an inch."

"He couldn't even withstand a single move from Junior Brother Fang Qing?!"

"So, just how big is the gap between Junior Sister Fang Chulan and Junior Brother Fang Qing?"

At this point, Xue Yunzhou had completely crashed.

He simply couldn't comprehend the difference between Fang Chulan and Fang Qing.

At this moment, Ding Jiao's heart was in even greater turmoil than Xie Yunzhou's...

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