Chapter 949: There are some people you can't provoke!

The battle between Fang Bai and Yang Lin was about to begin. The disciples in the inner courtyard watching around the martial arts field were eager to cheer up. After estimating the training resources they currently possess, they began to gamble again.
Just now Hou Ziping and Yang Wei fought, those inner court disciples who bet have lost and won. Those who lose hope to get back a round and win back the training resources that they lost, while those who win hope to continue their efforts and win more. Training resources.
Only with the lessons learned from Hou Ziping and Yang Wei, the matchup between Fang Bai and Yang Lin became confusing and confusing.
Originally, most of the inner court disciples were not optimistic about Fang Bai and planned to bet on Yang Lin to win, but now they have become more cautious and dare not make decisions casually.
Especially Fang Bai maintained a calm appearance from beginning to end, which made the inner courtyard disciples feel that this new fellow student was unpredictable and unpredictable.
According to what Fang Bai just said, Hou Ziping found a few colleagues with decent relationships and borrowed cultivation resources from them.
If it were a few days ago, those colleagues would probably reject Hou Ziping, but just now in the fight with Yang Wei, Hou Ziping exulted and showed his strength. Those colleagues showed extra enthusiasm towards Hou Ziping and gave generously. Several people gathered up 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pill to Hou Ziping.
Hou Ziping used these training resources to bet against a few of the same players who bet on Yang Lin. He was confident that Fang Bai would lose.
Many disciples in the inner courtyard were influenced by Hou Ziping and also bet on Fang Bai.
Even after a brief consideration, Huang Miao took out 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pills to bet that he won nothing.
Although Huang Miao said that he had accumulated a lot of training resources over the years, he just lost 10,000 yuan stones and hundreds of bottles of pills to Fang Bai. He was a little distressed and wanted to take this opportunity to win back.
Although Fang Bai’s breath of warrior released from his body is comparable to Yang Lin’s, it is hard to predict who the two will fight, but Fang Bai’s lightness and calmness compared with Yang Lin’s raging waves, it gives Huang Miao a kind of wisdom pearl in his grasp. a feeling of.
The disciples in the inner courtyard around the martial arts field are gambling against each other, and Fang Bai and Yang Lin, who are standing in the martial arts field, have also faced each other face to face.
Yang Lin's face was cold, his fists clenched, his fighting spirit was constantly rising, his true essence was lingering around his body, his whole figure was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, full of fierce murderous aura, a pair of wolf-like eyes staring at Fang Bai, as if anytime Will choose people to eat.
Yang Lin now feels like a volcano that may erupt at any time, accumulating powerful energy. Once the energy is released, it will bring huge damage.
After Fang Bai's hands were held down, his face was flat, and he couldn't sense the rising fighting spirit and turbulent true essence in him, and he didn't have the state before the battle.
In the eyes of ordinary disciples in the inner courtyard, Fang Bai was completely suppressed by Yang Lin in aura, but in the eyes of outstanding inner courtyard disciples like Huang Miao, Fang Bai looked like the sea, calm on the surface, and torrential currents underneath, brewing Unpredictable danger.
Whether it is a volcano about to erupt or a torrential sea, once the power they contain erupts, it will definitely be earth-shattering and terrifying.
"Junior Brother Fang, there are some people in this Bitao Martial Arts Academy that you can't provoke. If you provoke them, you will have to pay the price! Today, I will teach you a lesson first!"
Yang Lin's body bowed slightly, and then suddenly ejected, like a fierce cheetah, lunging towards Fang Bai.
"The strength of this Junior Brother Yang seems to be more diligent than before. No wonder he said some time ago that he would challenge me."
Watching the battle, Huang Miao saw Yang Lin's move, Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became serious.
Huh!
Yang Lin's speed was extremely fast, and his figure brought an afterimage. He and Fang Bai were originally separated by a distance of three feet, but in the blink of an eye, they had already rushed to Fang Bai.
suddenly!
The fist wind suddenly rose, and in the next instant, Yang Lin swung his fist and hit Fang Baimian's door.
His punch contains the true essence of a heavenly intermediate martial artist. Even a huge boulder can be broken with one punch. Fang Bai is just a body of flesh and blood. If he is hit by a punch, the consequences can be imagined.
"It's worthy of being the third strongest in the inner court disciple's combat power list. Compared with him, there is still some gap."
Hou Ziping looked at Yang Lin's simple, direct but extremely destructive punch, and thought to himself.
Although Hou Ziping was full of confidence in Fang Bai, he had never seen Fang Bai's true strength, and his heart could not help but hang up, his eyes fixed on Fang Bai, wanting to see how he responds.
"Yang Lin's fist is mighty and strong. If it were me, I would choose to avoid his edge and wait for an opportunity to fight back."
Most of the inner courtyard disciples at the scene, including Huang Miao, shared this idea.
However, unexpectedly, Fang Bai did not evade, he stood there quietly, and his figure moved when Yang Lin's fist was about to hit the tip of his nose.
He pressed his heels, and his figure swept back. His speed didn't seem to be fast, but no matter how Yang Lin accelerated his forward thrust, his fist never touched Fang Bai's face.
As soon as the two advanced and retreated, they quickly passed the wide space of the martial arts field to the big lake at the southern end of the martial arts field.
"See where you go!"
Yang Lin saw the big lake appearing behind Fang Bai, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.
Although the heavenly intermediate martial artist can stand on the lake for a while, but after a long time, he will eventually fall into the lake.
If Fang Bai continued to retreat, he would retreat into the lake. When Yang Lin stood on the shore of the lake, Fang Bai would be defeated.
If Fang Bai did not retreat, he could only choose to fight Yang Lin.
Face to face, Yang Lin is confident to defeat Fang Bai with his rich practical experience.
Fang Bai has retreated to the lake between the sparks and the fire, and behind his feet is the unfathomable lake water, which has already retreated irretrievably.
Hou Ziping frowned, his fists clenched with sweat.
For Hou Ziping, Fang Bai won or lost in this duel, which largely determined his future destiny.
Fang Bai wins, Hou Ziping has a strong backer in the inner courtyard and can stand firm.
If Fang Bai loses, Hou Ziping will face revenge from Yang Lin and Yang Wei's cousins. Whether he can save his life in the future is still unknown.
Huang Miao also widened his phoenix eyes, and there was a hint of worry between his brows.
What Huang Miao was worried about was not that after Fang Bai lost the duel, her 10,000 yuan stone and 100 bottles of medicine were lost.
As a matter of fact, Huang Miao, like the senior leaders of the Greenland Martial Arts Academy, values ​​Fang Bai's qualifications and potential very much. Fang Bai has high hopes and hopes that Fang Bai will lead the Greenland Martial Arts Academy to rise in the real martial arts world in the future.
Therefore, Huang Miao did not want Fang Bai to lose to Yang Lin, because she knew that Fang Bai's loss would result in severe injuries by Yang Lin, which would affect Fang Bai's future practice.
But it's just like this kind of engagement between disciples, and other Bitao Wuyuan disciples are not allowed to intervene, so even if Yang Lin injures Fang Bai and Huang Miao, he can only watch it. This is what worries Huang Miao the most. .