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014 Walk slowly, Fang Shaoling!  (1/4)

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    Fang Lang once stood at the pinnacle of pirates. Even though his strength is far below his prime due to various factors, his strong mentality will not disappear.

    Since Broken Bee wants to play, what if we play with her?

    Besides, the opponent is not Broken Bee. As for Broken Bee, Fang Lang admitted that this spirit body is definitely not an opponent, but it is just a reserve elite, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

    Immediately, a group of people arrived at the training ground. Because the matter was not glorious, there was no publicity. There were only a few people from the Academic Affairs Office and a dozen students who were training at the training ground.

    Fang Lang waited for a moment, and then a man wearing a tight-fitting suit arrived.

    ??The whole body, with only the eyes partially exposed, looks like a ninja.

    "He is the first among dozens of people in the reserve force. His qualification is almost certain. It's still too late for you to beg for mercy." Broken Bee looked at Fang Lang with a condescending look and snorted: "It's useless even if you beg for mercy!"

    The person who came here didn¡¯t know what was going on. He only knew that he wanted to compete with a college student. Vice Captain Ohmaeda told him in a low voice to teach him a lesson and not to kill him.

    "Hello, my name is Qianjian. Please forgive me if I offended you." The man who called himself Qianjian spoke in a deep voice.

    Listening to his voice, it seems that he is not very old. In human years, he is probably in his early twenties.

    Fang Lang chuckled lightly, took out the Enchantress, and said, "Don't be ink-stained, just let your horse come over."

    Qian Jian narrowed her eyes, this college student is so arrogant!

    He didn¡¯t say anything else immediately. His figure suddenly moved and disappeared from Fang Lang¡¯s eyes.

    "Shunbu?" Fang Lang murmured in a low voice, suddenly turned around and slashed with his sword, "Unfortunately, it's not as fast as my eyesight."

    With a ding sound, a dagger-like Zanpakuto was blocked by the enchantress.

    "What!?" Qian Jian was shocked in his heart. He showed no mercy and went around Fang Lang's back at full speed. Unexpectedly, he could still block his sneak attack.

    With a frown, Asami quickly jumped back a few steps to distance herself. When she took another step, the figure disappeared again.

    "Is this another blind spot in the side of vision?" Fang Lang's eyes widened, and without thinking, he swiped his sword to the right.

    Qian Jian was surprised again. Instead of attacking, he temporarily changed direction. He already understood that what happened before was not a coincidence.

    Fang Lang slashed with his sword, but missed. Although his mind could react, his body could not keep up with the rhythm.

    "It seems that it is more important than physical exertion. It is better to consume the opponent's physical strength first and make him slow down."

    Thinking of this, Fang Lang stood upright in the center of the training ground, as if he was defenseless.

    Qian Jian's figure still disappeared from the field of vision, but Fang Lang's observation and color could catch him, always behind him, waiting for opportunities.

    Fang Lang deliberately bought a flaw, but at this moment, Qian Jian moved, and the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed Fang Lang in the heart.

    But the moment he moved, Fang Lang also moved. He first took a step forward, then turned around quickly and blocked it with his sword.

    The soldiers met each other in close combat and made a crisp sound again.

    "Impossible!" Qian Jian exclaimed and lost his composure: "You have eyes behind you?!"

    "It's too low-level to use your eyes to observe your opponent, young man." Fang Lang said easily.

    Although his face was relaxed, his hands were actually a little numb. The opponent was very strong, and Fang Lang's hand holding the sword was a bit reluctant.

    "What are you dawdling about? Clean it up quickly!" Zhanfei on the side looked irritated and couldn't help but scolded.

    Fang Lang¡¯s strength surprised her, but the more it was like this, the more unhappy she became. Did she look down on Xing Jun?  This is still secondary, the key is that facing a captain like him, he doesn't even know how to respect him!

    "Yes!" Asami took a deep breath and said coldly: "Your reaction ability is very powerful, I can't compare with it. In this case, how long can you persist in the stalemate in close combat?"

    Fang Lang's face remained as usual, and the color of his knowledge had completely enveloped the person in front of him. The opponent's breathing rhythm and muscle movements were all under observation, and it was easy to predict the attack.

    Therefore, the onlookers saw a magical scene. Qianjian kept using the dagger to attack, pick, stab, and chop. No matter from any tricky angle, Fang Lang could dodge.

    The two of them were in a stalemate. One of them retreated slowly to dodge, while the other brandished his sword to attack.

    "It's so amazing, that college student! He is evenly matched with Xing Jun's master!" Some of the onlookers exclaimed in amazement.

     They are also college students, so they naturally know some differences. If they faced each other, they would be overpowered instantly.

    "Ah, that's really worrying!" Sui Feng gritted his teeth and glared at Fang Lang. After comparing it, he realized that Qian Jian was being played by the other party without even realizing it.

    Fang Lang's movements were very subtle, small steps to retreat and dodge, which consumed very little physical energy. However, in comparison, Asami, as the attacking party, was in a hard fight.

    It¡¯s a pity that Asami doesn¡¯t seem to understand at all!

    The dean was stunned. He didn¡¯t expect a first-year student to have such a level. This combat experience is not something that can be ignored. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance.

    "Who is he? It looks like he needs to pay more attention in the future!"

    While these people were each thinking, Fang Lang looked relaxed, but Qian Jian was already out of breath.

    "What's wrong? Are you about to die?" Fang Lang said lightly: "Your speed is barely enough, but the rest is really useless."

    At this level, he is considered a reserve elite. It seems that he was right not to join.

    Seemingly irritated by Fang Lang, Qian Jian frowned and suddenly stopped. At the same time, a burst of spiritual pressure suddenly emitted.

    Fang Lang immediately felt the pressure.

    "Hmph, your weakness is spiritual pressure. After all, you are only at the level of a college student!" Qian Jian maintained his spiritual pressure and coldly blocked Fang Lang. He suddenly rushed forward and stabbed Fang Lang in the chest with a sword.

    "This may work at first, but let's forget it now." Fang Lang curled his lips and said indifferently: "Enchantress!"

    As soon as the words fell, the silver-white sword blade glowed, and a strange blood-red light shone.

    Everyone only saw the two figures intertwining, and the next moment, the result was out.

    Fang Lang's sword almost touched Qian Jian's neck.

    "Let's go!" Broken Bee's chest was heaving and he was very angry.

    Fang Lang retracted the sword with a smile and said loudly: "Slow down, Fang Shaoling~!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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