On the cruise ship, Fang Tianqi and the oarsman fought for several rounds with only fists and kicks. After the round, both of them were panting and their backs were wet with sweat.

Fang Tianqi wiped the sweat from his head and said loudly, "What's your name? You look humble, but I didn't expect you to be quite powerful."

"I'm just a nobody." The paddler said in a flat tone.

"Master said that anyone who can draw with me in this arena is a worthy opponent," Fang Tianqi's eyes flashed with a trace of frank praise, "You are being too modest."

After hearing this, the oarsman shook his head, "No, we are not tied."

Fang Tianqi tilted his head, "Oh? Why not?"

"Because you are on a rocking boat now," Ouyang Song said lazily. "The oarsman has been supporting the boat all year round, and it is easier to maintain balance while standing on the boat. This should have been his advantage, but in the end, he failed to fight against you.

It didn’t show up.”

"No, if you ask me, it was still a tie just now," Fang Tianqi said. He looked at the oarsman, "A duel is a duel. We are both standing on the boat, asxs. So, I can't find an excuse to beat you.

"

The paddler took a deep look at Fang Tianqi and remained silent.

"Did you see it, paddler?" Ouyang Song walked forward slowly, "This is the strength of the heir to the Fang family. This young man is only sixteen years old, even younger than you."

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world," the oarsman sighed, "I am ashamed of myself."

"Okay," Ouyang Song nodded, looked at Fang Tianqi again, and said with a half-smile, "Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"No more," Fang Tianqi shook his head and paused, "Why do you ask?"

"If there is no more, then I will send you on your way." Ouyang Song said.

He spoke every word in a calm manner, but he secretly revealed an unprecedentedly strong murderous aura.

The air seemed to be frozen.

Fang Tianqi almost shook involuntarily.

"What," he asked in disbelief, "are you really planning to kill me?"

"Do you think what we said before was all a joke?" Ouyang Song asked.

"To be honest, I really feel that way," Fang Tianqi said, looking extremely sincere, "After all, the Fang family has never offended you."

"Yes, indeed not." Ouyang Song nodded.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Fang Tianqi asked, "At least tell me a reason."

"For nothing else," Ouyang Song said, "just because you are the heir to the Wanghou family." His whole figure suddenly flickered, and the next second, he appeared beside Fang Tianqi.

What a fast speed!

Fang Tianqi was startled and blinked, but he couldn't recall Ouyang Song's movement just now. He didn't see any sign that the opponent had used Qing Kung Fu, but in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Song had already attacked his shoulder.

Fang Tianqi only felt as if his shoulder had been lightly tapped. At first he felt a little numb, but then he felt a trace of pain from a violent impact on his muscles. As time went by, his shoulder became more and more painful, and finally

He couldn't even lift his arms.

"How did you do that?" Fang Tianqi said, this time his voice was no longer normal and became a little distorted.

"Master Fang," Ouyang Song smiled, but did not answer his question. He just said two words softly, "Farewell."

After saying this, he took off the folding fan from his waist. When he flicked the fan, the white fan surface was clearly elegant in the sunlight. But when he held it, he felt like he was holding a dagger.

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Ouyang Song raised his hand, and the fan was about to fall down, but at this moment, Fang Tianqi, who was already looking helpless, suddenly tilted his body, and the edge of the fan brushed against his hair.

Ouyang Song's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but then he smiled again, "Oh? You haven't given up yet?"

"We are still far from giving up," Fang Tianqi tilted his head to the side and spit out a mouthful of blood. When he raised his head again, his eyes had darkened, and there was a fearless look in his eyes.

He touched his left shoulder with his right hand, "Oh, it's just that I lost strength temporarily," he said in a smooth and brisk tone, and then, his right hand formed a fist and struck at Ouyang Song like lightning.

Ouyang Song also tilted his body in response to this, but after dodging Fang Tianqi's punch, he raised his left hand.

He held the fan in his right hand, and the index finger of his left hand slightly scratched the inside of his right wrist, and waved the fan. Fang Tianqi blinked, and for a moment he seemed to see a circular formation appearing on the deck of the cruise ship in front of him starting from Ouyang Song's feet, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

wonderful.

"Qimen position formation?" He whispered.

Ouyang Song smiled slightly, and just when Fang Tianqi vaguely realized what was about to happen, he had already swung around and swept his fan towards the young man's neck.

"No!" Fang Tianqi shouted in a low voice, turned around quickly, and sent out a fierce fist with his right hand, which was about to hit Ouyang Song's fan, but Ouyang Song flashed in front of his eyes and disappeared out of thin air again.

It can intersperse steps, distort the definition of space and time, and achieve the effect of teleportation. This is the Qimen position array!

Fang Tianqi had experience this time and turned around almost immediately, but it was still too late. Ouyang Song relied on the Qimen position to pass from Fang Tianqi's front to behind him in no time. Fang Tianqi felt a fan blowing on the back of his head.

The cold wind blew out. At the last moment, he stopped turning and lowered his head suddenly.

Ouyang Song's white fan shot out a burst of white light-like Qi in the air, but it failed again.

"Hey, Master Fang," he paused and sighed slightly, "I don't have the time in the world to keep spending time with you."

After saying that, he moved his feet and turned around nimbly before appearing on Fang Tianqi's right side. Fang Tianqi's left shoulder and right hand were pinched at the moment. Seeing that the white fan was about to hit him in the face, his heart skipped a beat and his whole body

The person leaned back——

Almost at the same time that Fang Tianqi avoided Ouyang Song's fan, he suddenly heard a muffled moan coming from behind him.

"Who?"

Ouyang Song drank.

It was the first time that Fang Tianqi saw him showing such a sharp and tense expression. He lost control and leaned back and fell to the ground, temporarily out of danger.

Who was behind him just now? Fang Tianqi wondered in his mind.

He turned around, and then he saw a shocking scene.

He saw a young man wearing green clothes and black hair.

The young man's black hair should have been tied up, but now, it seemed to be scattered and flying in the air.

At the same time, the young man himself fell hard to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

"What...is this going on?" Fang Tianqi opened his mouth wide. He almost subconsciously shouted "Are you okay?", and then started to do something strange.

How did this young man appear behind him?

How did it "fly" out?

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"Cough! Cough!"

The moment Xie Yang fell to the ground, a mouthful of crimson blood spurted out from his mouth. He had not yet recovered from what had just happened, and the surprise in his eyes was even greater than the pain.

"Are you okay?" He heard the voice of the young head of the Fang family, but at the moment he had no time to care. The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds. After a few seconds, he managed to put his hands on the ground, lowered his head, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Two meters in front of Xie Yang, Zhang Zhiyan stood silently, with her eyes wide open. She still maintained the action she made a few seconds ago, raising her right hand and hanging it in the air.

She just hit Xie Yang on the body.

This palm was originally issued by Fang Tianqi at the same time that Ouyang Song swung the last one to Fang Tianqi, but in the end it hit the young man who suddenly appeared, and until this person was hit,

She didn't even notice how this person was approaching them.

If he didn't hit her head-on, he could even stab her to death...

"Who are you?" Zhang Zhiyan asked, her voice mixed with shock and a hint of fear, trembling slightly.

Xie Yang didn't answer, he was still vomiting blood.

He was vomiting blood just now because he suffered internal injuries from Zhang Zhiyan's palm.

But the blood he vomited out at this time was the backlash caused by his attempt to exercise his power before receiving that palm.

He lay on the ground and felt that his internal organs were distorted by invisible pressure for a moment. It was a dull and dull pain that came from the inside out and was indescribable. He couldn't help but close his eyes, but the world was still spinning in front of him.

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"Hey, trouble, trouble!" A sigh came from the grass not far away, "It seems that something is really wrong..."
Chapter completed!