Chapter 723
He shifted his offense with the speed of a lithe leopard, launching a counterattack as swift as lightning.
His hand movements were skilled and precise, each strike aimed at the man's vital points.
The man was immediately forced into a retreat by Fang Yang's assault.
He desperately tried to counter, but every attempt was easily deflected by Fang Yang.
Just as the audience thought the fight was about to end, the man suddenly let out a fierce roar and wildly swung the sharp weapon in his hand at Fang Yang.
Relying on his agile footwork and rich combat experience, Fang Yang skillfully dodged the man's fierce attacks.
A hint of calm and confidence shone in his eyes; he knew deep down that the duel between him and the man had entered a critical stage.
The man continued to attack Fang Yang viciously, but every strike was easily sidestepped by Fang Yang.
With his exceptional observation skills and quick reaction ability, Fang Yang seemed able to predict the next attack before it came.
The audience held their breath, watching the intense and thrilling battle on the computer screen.
The bullet comments were filled with awe at Fang Yang's strength: "This guy is too strong!"
"How does he see the weakness in every attack?"
"Fang Yang is truly amazing!"
"Fang Yang, go for it!" Li Zhou shouted involuntarily.
Fang Yang calmly searched for the man's flaws.
He continued to agilely evade every attack from the man, engaging in close-quarters combat.
His gaze locked tightly onto every movement and expression of the man, as if he could see the opponent's next move through time and space.
The man roared in anger, swinging the sharp weapon in his hand even more violently.
But no matter what, he could not escape Fang Yang's accurate and swift counterattacks.
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Every time Fang Yang struck, he accurately hit the man's vital points, forcing him into a continuous retreat.
The audience was stunned; although they had seen many excellent fighters, the strength displayed by Fang Yang was still astonishing.
The battle entered its most intense phase; the man constantly changed his attack methods, trying to find a flaw in Fang Yang.
However, no matter how hard the man tried, in front of Fang Yang, he seemed unable to land a single blow.
Fang Yang's figure appeared even more at ease amidst his agile dodging; every strike he made was without hesitation and perfectly accurate.
At the same time, his eyes became sharper and more determined as he observed every movement and expression of the man.
Suddenly, Fang Yang discovered the pattern in the man's attacks. Before every strike, the man's eyes would tremble slightly.
This tiny yet significant detail caught Fang Yang's attention. He seized this opening and immediately used his rich combat skills to counterattack.
The man was immediately forced into a retreat by Fang Yang's assault, unable to maintain the fierce momentum he had held before.
He desperately tried to counter, but Fang Yang accurately and swiftly neutralized every attack.
Fang Yang focused intently, observing every movement of the man.
The man held a wooden stick, swinging it continuously and striking fiercely at Fang Yang.
The wooden stick came down over his head, the wind howling as if carrying a violent force.
Fang Yang's figure was like a ghost, skillfully dodging every attack from the man.
His steps were light and swift, as if weaving together with the air.
The audience held their breath, their eyes filled with awe at Fang Yang's strength.
Suddenly, a flaw appeared in the wooden stick held by the man, and Fang Yang immediately seized the opportunity.
He agilely dodged aside and quickly extended his hand, lightly touching the wooden stick with his fingertips.
In an instant, the wooden stick was knocked away by the slight force of Fang Yang's fingertips, leaving a beautiful arc in the air.
Splintered wood flew everywhere, emitting a faint glow among fragments the size of a fist.
The man stared in shock at the broken wooden stick in his hand, his eyes revealing fear and unease.
He never expected that Fang Yang could not only find his flaws so accurately but also knock the weapon from his hand.
Fang Yang smiled slightly, his gaze sharp as he stared at the man. "It seems you are not as strong as I imagined."
His tone was calm, yet it revealed a hint of cold arrogance.
The man's face turned gloomy, and anger flickered in his eyes.
He let out a roar, as if trying to vent his inner dissatisfaction and rage.
"You brat!" The man frowned deeply, raised the wooden stick in his hand again, and slashed down fiercely at Fang Yang.
Fang Yang was not afraid in the least, his eyes shining with confidence.
He steadily met the man's attack and countered with his skilled fist and foot techniques.
The moves interwove and changed; within a few breaths, Fang Yang transformed into a whirlwind.
Every strike hit the man's vital points with perfect accuracy, forcing him into a continuous retreat.
Seeing this, the man was greatly alarmed, and Fang Yang subsequently subdued him.
The man realized his situation had turned unfavorable, and his expression became panicked.
He stumbled backward a few steps, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.
Fang Yang calmly stepped forward and extended his arm to restrain the man.
A powerful aura emanated from Fang Yang, causing the onlookers present to draw in a sharp breath.
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The man struggled to break free from Fang Yang's grip, but Fang Yang, steady as Mount Tai, held him firmly without wavering.
He replied in a steady and firm tone: "Do you think you are very powerful? Unfortunately, you met me."
The onlookers cheered one after another, applauding Fang Yang's bravery and skill.
They were stunned by the strength Fang Yang had displayed, each one unable to stop praising him.
"Fang Yang is truly amazing! How can he be so powerful?"
"That man didn't look weak either; I never expected him to be no match at all."
"Have you heard this rumor? Some say Fang Yang is a person with infinite luck, capable of accomplishing anything."
The murmurs of the onlookers rose and fell, yet Fang Yang, with a smile on his face, gazed at Li Zhou.
Li Zhou could not help but reveal an expression of admiration, silently nodding his head.
The man's face turned iron-green, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.
He ground his teeth and said to Fang Yang, "Boy, though you are powerful, do not get too arrogant! There are existences in this world far stronger than you!"
A mocking smile curled slightly at the corner of Fang Yang's mouth. "Is that so? I would like to see who dares to make an enemy of me!"
The man's heart sank; he knew he had been thoroughly defeated in this contest.
He had thought he could easily crush Fang Yang with his own strength, never expecting his opponent to be far more powerful than he imagined.
Afterwards, the two fled in haste.
The onlookers erupted in praise, moved by Fang Yang's performance, cheering and applauding continuously.
They all took out their phones, opened live-streaming apps to broadcast the scene, and commented, "Fang Yang is truly amazing! Such strength is simply unparalleled!"
"He must have endured a great deal of hardship at Shaolin Temple to reach this level."
"That man is too pitiful; he was no match for the other party at all!"
Netizens also sent bullet comments during the live broadcast, expressing their admiration and praise for Fang Yang.
"Li Zhou, are you alright?" Fang Yang walked toward Li Zhou and asked with a smile.
Seeing Fang Yang's unharmed expression, Li Zhou felt relieved.
He nodded. "I'm fine. You are truly amazing! That move just now was just like a scene from a movie."
Fang Yang smiled and shook his head. "Actually, it was nothing. The things I learned at Shaolin Temple turned out to be somewhat useful."
"Fang Yang, you are truly amazing. That man just now didn't look weak either." Li Zhou could not help but praise.
Fang Yang smiled. "Everyone has their own advantages and strengths. The key is to be good at utilizing and leveraging the abilities one possesses."
Li Zhou nodded in understanding. "You are right; each of us should fully develop our own potential."
The two then continued their stroll amidst the park's beautiful scenery.
The park was shaded by green trees, with the scent of flowers filling the air.
Ripples rose on the lake surface, shimmering in the gentle breeze.
"The weather is truly fine today, perfect for relaxation." Li Zhou gazed at the reflection far across the lake and sighed.
Fang Yang nodded in agreement. "Indeed, such a tranquil and harmonious moment truly brings joy to the heart."
They continued walking forward, strolling along the lakeshore.
End of Chapter
