Indiscriminate male and female: starting from the school celebration singing big fish

With an extremely strong body structure, he pushed Fang Jun's Qing sword away in one fell swoop!

The strength of the one-handed sword is not as strong as that of the two-handed sword. The moment the two swords collided, Fang Jun's arm was out of the control of the body at this moment, and he had to go through a beat if he wanted to exert force again.

333 Ye Han, on the other hand, pushed away the opponent's Qing sword while raising his sword.

This means that Ye Han is now in an attacking posture!

At this time, the knife in his hand had already been raised above his head, all the muscles in his back were roaring and attacking, and his arms were already ready to fall in the next instant.

His attack only needs half a beat to complete.

But there is nothing left in his brain at this time, only a light circuit, which clearly guides his knife, and slashes downwards heavily.

When Ye Han swung his sword (cfad) down, his back heels got on his body, pushing his whole body forward. Although he wasn't fat, he still had a weight of about [-] to suppress him because of his height. No matter how hard Fang Jun struggled, he couldn't guard against this straight cut.

At the same time, the two hands quickly squeezed in the middle, like twisting a towel, and gently twisted the hilt of the sword, performing "within the hands."

This is done to give full play to the advantages of the two-handed sword, so that the opponent will not be deflected after the action is formed, and it is also to ensure that the blade tendons are correct enough. Of course, this game is not so

Many people cling to the knives, after all, it is almost the end of the encounter.

A sudden feeling came from the tiger's mouth.

Ye Han knew through his body's feedback that his frontal slash really hit his opponent.

And the moment he hit Fang Jun, Ye Han also used his strength, holding back some of his strength.

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Fang Jun's previous attack was severely pushed back by Ye Han.

Since he was not as tall as Ye Han, Fang Jun's arm posture completely collapsed this time.

Although he had adjusted quickly, he felt a very subtle sense of unease while correcting his body posture.

It's like the body is dead, but the head is still alive.

In the next moment, his body suddenly lost control for a short time, and he seemed to lose his memory for a second.

Then, the moment Fang Jun woke up, the pain from his head also hit him.

Fang Jun knew now that Ye Han never let go of any gaps. Just now, a sword crossed his head and extended all the way to his torso.

"young people……"

"well done……"

Looking at Ye Leng's stern face, thousands of words rolled in Fang Jun's chest, but they finally converged into a word of blessing o

Chapter 1375 : Reach the top! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Chapter 1375 : Reach the top! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

"Very beautiful, um, Ye Han, very good."

Fang Jun thought of himself, never thought that he could become the strongest swordsmanship enthusiast in Shanghai.

The initial training was for self-defense, and after security was improved, it became a hobby.

Originally thought that there must be many masters in Yangyang Huaguo, and compared with them, I was incomparably insignificant.

But in the blink of an eye.

When Fang Jun didn't even notice it, he had already looked at the entire magic city, and no one could match it.

Although those young people called him master one by one, Fang Jun never had any sense of superiority.

He understands that his skills are all things that can be learned online, and if he teaches them himself, it is equivalent to a summary~.

For those who are unwilling to work hard, even if the ancient sword masters come to teach them personally, it will not help.

Looking at these young people who regard themselves as the standard, Fang Jun reminds himself all the time.

"You are not strong."

"It's just that other people are weaker. It's just that more talented people didn't think that even in modern times, there are people who practice ancient martial arts hard. It's just that some people who can obviously become top masters are not interested in that..."

There is a saying that says how powerful a school of martial arts is, not because the technique of this school is really powerful.

But, in this genre, has there ever been a top combat power.

Fang Jun knows that many people think that he is the existence of the weathervane.

But Fang Jun knows better that he can have this day, not really because of how good he is.

It all depends on the peers!

Fang Jun tried his best to read something from Ye Han's eyes, whether it was the joy of victory, the shyness of defeating the old man, or the surprise at seeing Huaguo's top swordsman so vulnerable...

He can accept it.

However, Ye Han's expression now is more like a child who has made a mistake, terrified.

Fang Jun smiled unconsciously.

Silly boy.

What are you afraid of?

Starting today, you are the number one flower and fruit.

Our army will no longer be the master in everyone's mind.

...seeking flowers 0o one

And from now on, you will be the vane of Huaguo swordsmen.

So what are you worried about...

"You take off the helmet, let me see."

Ye Han said nervously.

Although he withdrew his strength, the system's notification confirmed this point.

But from his point of view, Fang Jun smirked inexplicably.

This made Ye Han very flustered.

Damn, could it be that the old man was being fooled?

Ye Han ignored Fang Jun's strange eyes and helped Fang Jun lift his helmet.

The sun shone on Xiajun's old head, giving him an aura of a hero ending. Ye Han didn't know where this feeling came from, but he did feel that Fang Jun seemed to be getting old in this art button a lot of.

Ye Han heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no mark on his head. All the power of the straight cut was absorbed by the helmet, and Fang Jun himself was not affected.

When the sound of gongs and drums came, Ye Han looked to the left, and those kneeling people opened their mouths slightly at this moment, and closed them again the moment they saw Ye Han's gaze, pretending to have no reaction.

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Chapter 1376 : The Frog in the Well! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Ichiro Takashiro, holding a gong and drum in his bacon-like arms, announced the end of the game himself.

The eyes of Ye Han and Takashiro Ichiro were tightly intertwined, but Takashiro Ichiro didn't have any expression on his face, as if he was just watching with cold eyes.

Ye Han couldn't help thinking, what expression is on his face now?

Is the current battle of "Three Three Seven" what the Gaocheng family wants to see?

Two powerful players who were likely to win the championship were directly arranged to appear in the second batch and kill each other.

This time, did you show the Gaocheng family the technology to see our flowers and fruits?

"Victor, Huaguo, Dao, Ye Han—"

Next to Ichiro Takashiro, the referee who was robbed of his job could only use this method to give himself a sense of presence.

However, this voice sounded so harsh to Ye Han, because the other party emphasized the word "fighting the sword", as if he was proclaiming how powerful his sword skills are.

But in fact, Ye Han knew that when he fought against Fang Jun just now, even if the two held wooden sticks, the result would not change.

The moment his frontal slash hit Fang Jun, but Fang Jun didn't even react, Ye Han understood that Fang Jun was really old.

The morning sun passed over the eaves of the Gaocheng mansion, casting dazzling sunlight on the playing field.

On the field where the sand was raised, an old man and a young man had already taken off their helmets and supported each other. Their expressions were subtle, laughing for a while, and worried for a while.

And these two swordsmen from Huaguo just performed a wonderful swordsmanship battle for everyone.

The old man attacked three times in total, the first two were so fast that no one could see clearly, and the young man dodged all of them.

The last attack, just when everyone was lucky to finally be able to see the old man's attack clearly, the direction of the tip of the sword suddenly circled an arc, and everyone realized that it was all a routine!

After the stabbing, not many people could see clearly, only a gray flash was seen, followed by the deafening sound of iron objects colliding.

Then the movements of the two of them came to a stalemate, as if time had stopped, the young man was still maintaining a "remnant" defensive posture to prevent the other party from dying, while the old man was as if resigned to his fate, froze..

When the sound of the gongs and drums of the game reached everyone's ears, everyone slowly closed their slightly opened mouths and returned to reality from the fugue.

"Brilliant."

I don't know who said such a sentence suddenly, even if it is an international common term that can be understood by Westerners and Ryukyu people.

This sentence speaks out all the hearts of everyone. Regarding the scene in front of them, people from all over the world have many words in their hearts, but they are stuck in their throats and cannot be uttered.

"Brilliant!"

"Yeah, awesome!"

0.3...

Sporadic applause suddenly sounded on the playing field, accompanied by vulgar applause, the applause was instantly affected into a sea.

"Stupid, this is considered awesome? These people really know each other. If I let them see me when I was young, tsk tsk."

Fang Jun shook his head jokingly, with a smug smile on his face.

But Ye Han clearly saw two turbid tears on Fang Jun's face.

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Chapter 1377: Is this after the fall? [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

"Master Fang Jun, are you sure you're okay with that blow just now? I think you were hit to the tear duct."

Sometimes, people cry when they are beaten, especially on the head, not because of pain or grievance, but because the lacrimal glands are squeezed.

"You do not understand."

Fang Jun said suddenly, his tone was like an elder teaching a younger generation, urging marriage, "Resist the burden on your shoulders, Ye Han."

"Ah?" Ye Han didn't understand what kind of insanity Fang Jun was having at this time, and said something like chicken soup inexplicably.

Maybe the elderly at this age just like chicken soup, right?

Ye Han thought so, the two saluted each other, and then left the competition field.

Clear the field for the next pair of players.

Ye Han came to the waiting hall, but Fang Jun hadn't appeared in the hall until now because his legs and feet were not so agile, and it might be a bit cumbersome to take off his armor.

At this moment, Ye Han suddenly felt the vibration of his phone.

"Fang Leqiao?"

Ye Han looked at the name of the person who sent the letter on the phone, thinking about why this person found him at this time?

Because I got on my grandfather's head, so I have to settle accounts with myself?

Is Fang Leqiao so narrow-minded?

Obviously there is..

call--

call--

The man in the green surgical gown was panting heavily, but he didn't take off his mask, letting the scorching hot, salty gas be squeezed onto his glasses, leaving a white mist behind.

"Operation……"

Facing the patient's family members, the doctor is looking for an excuse in his mind, how to explain the patient's current situation.

The couple in front of them could no longer sit still at this moment, stood up with a swipe, and supported each other, "How is Sanae?"

The doctor lowered his head, he didn't dare to face the faces of these two people.