When Fang Lin saw the sixth kick coming, he felt that his senior brother was still using this kick to the limit.
So, Fang Lin stopped retreating and kicked out the same way!
The two legs were in the air, and the calf hit the calf, like a spark hitting the earth, which made everyone around them open their eyes!
boom!
There was an explosion, and the senior brother howled miserably, flew out, and fell to the ground. His eyes went black and he almost fainted from the pain.
Because, his legs have been deformed!
The calf is broken below the knee!
Fang Lin looked at the senior brother who looked in disbelief, as if he had lost his soul, and said with a smile: "I think you may have misunderstood something just now.
I just know that with your kicks, the more you kick to the back, the more powerful you will be, so I deliberately avoided the few kicks in front.
When you kicked that sixth kick, I knew that this was your limit.
That's why I chose to attack you at this time and fight with you head-on.
I want you to understand that in my eyes, your proud kicking skills are nothing but rubbish.
I just want to defeat you at the moment when you are strongest!"
The senior brother's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face. It turns out that this is what it is...
Fortunately, he thought Fang Lin was afraid of his nine-level broken legs just now. Now it seems that he has been seen through by others.
His self-confidence and pride were shattered in an instant like a shattered mirror.
For a moment, the senior brother only felt frustrated, and even the pain of his broken leg was not that important.
Seeing the lost look of the eldest brother, everyone in the martial arts hall was furious, especially the martial arts masters. The eldest brother was their most proud disciple. Everyone treated him like a nephew. At this moment, he was beaten like this, and his blood surged for a while.
, furious!
The old man at the peak of Xuan level said angrily: "Fang, you are trying to kill people and kill people. Even if you break his legs, you also want to break his state of mind.
Even if he recovers from his leg injury, I'm afraid he will be confused and unable to cheer up in the future. You have crippled our most proud disciples alive!"
Fang Lin said softly: "You should understand that I was merciful, otherwise the kick just now was enough to kill him.
Martial arts competition was proposed by you and others, and injuries are inevitable.
Why, do you still want me to take care of your disciple's fragile mind while fighting?
If that's the case, then it's better to let them go home to nurse, why come here and put themselves at risk?"
Fang Lin spoke mercilessly. Since the people in Lingnan Province want to make things difficult for him, he must be prepared to be humiliated if he fails to make things difficult!
Everyone in the martial arts hall was blushing, annoyed and angry!
"Then let me wait and learn your clever tricks!"
The martial arts masters, headed by the old man at the peak of Xuan level, looked livid. They immediately separated the disciples and attacked Fang Lin from all directions!
These people are worthy of being martial arts masters. They have been immersed in martial arts for many years. They are not comparable to those immature disciples.
Especially the old man at the peak of the Xuan level, he is moving like a dragon and a tiger, full of momentum, and there is a strong wind in his moves, as if even a solid wall can be punched with a single move by him!
At this time, Fang Lin took action and injured so many disciples in an instant, and also beat the most outstanding senior brother into a useless person. The martial arts masters had no intention of showing mercy at all.
Attacking Fang Lin, they actually formed a formation with each other, which further strengthened the linkage between them and increased their power and momentum!
Seeing the formation formed by the martial arts masters, a disciple exclaimed: "This is the Seven Talents Formation, which allows the masters to exert their strength beyond their own limits.
A master at the peak of the Huang level can now be regarded as having strength in the early stage of the Xuan level.
As for Master Cao, who is at the peak of the Xuan level, he can even compare with Master Zhu’s strength at the early Earth level!"
"The man named Fang is definitely dead now! If he can withstand the attacks of all the masters with the blessing of the Seven Talents Formation, I will write my name upside down!"
"It doesn't matter if your name is written upside down. If Fang can resist it, I will shave my head bald and have four big characters tattooed on my head. I am a fool!"
For a time, all the disciples were full of confidence!
So what if Fang Lin can fight again, he will definitely lose this time!
Fang Lin glanced at the disciple who shouted that if the martial arts masters lost, they would have their heads shaved and tattooed.
Seeing this man laughing arrogantly, Fang Lin curled his lips and said, "If you don't shave your head and get a tattoo later, I will shave it for you myself!"
As he spoke, he opened his bows with both hands left and right, sending all the imposing martial artists flying away like rubber balls.
Under him, there is no enemy for Yihe!
Fang Lin, the last remaining old man at the peak of Xuan level, put his hands behind his hands and shouted loudly: "Get out of here!"
The old man just stopped attacking, his face was dripping with sweat, and he felt that he was facing a huge beast from the wild. This sound was like a dragon's roar, shaking his soul and making his breath stagnate!
With a snap, he fell to the ground.
A peak Xuan-level warrior was so frightened by Fang Lin that he sat down on the ground!
If you say this, who will believe it?
But this is the fact.
At this moment, the old man didn't even have the courage to look at Fang Lin. He was like a rabbit seeing a majestic eagle. He could only tremble in his heart, and he had an uncontrollable urge to kneel down and beg for mercy.
Fang Lin just used his cultivation to add a trace of vitality to his shouts.
He said quietly: "Because you are an old man, I don't want to hit you."
The old man's mouth was full of bitterness and he said in a trembling voice: "Thank you for your mercy."
Although Fang Lin didn't hurt him, he scared him to the ground, which completely made him lose face and disgraced him.
But, even if he is slapped away like other martial arts masters, what's the point of losing face?
Thinking of this, he felt quite relieved.
Fang Lin turned to look at Zhu Mao and said: "Master Zhu, why are you still standing there? Take action quickly. Don't I have to defeat all of you to be qualified to enter the martial arts gym?"
Zhu Maoli did not move on the spot, and smiled dryly, saying: "President Fang is really a young hero. You have been recognized by our martial arts school. We will treat you as a distinguished guest and a guest.
There’s no need to keep fighting.”
Zhu Mao's brain was not sick. Although he had the highest cultivation level in the martial arts hall, Fang Lin instantly slapped all the martial arts masters away and made the old man whose cultivation level was only one step lower than him fall to the ground with a shout.
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How could he still have the courage to fight Fang Lin?
Anyway, Du Peimin and others meant to make things difficult, and they would have to let Fang Lin in sooner or later, so why should he do meaningless things.
Even if he takes action, he will definitely lose.
The so-called making things difficult no longer exists, and taking action is nothing more than humiliating oneself.
This chapter has been completed!