Chapter 312: : 15 strokes

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Above the Wuchang, Fang Lin and Yang Xuanfeng stood opposite each other, staring at each other.
Only when face-to-face with Yang Xuanfeng can he feel how powerful he is.
Even if he hasn't done it yet, Fang Lin's look has become dignified. This should be the strongest peer he has faced since his rebirth. In Fang Lin's impression, it seems that only Han Xiaoxing can match it.
Outside the martial arts court, everyone sat down.
Yang Jianye asked with a smile: "Do you think that Fang Lin can support fifteen strokes under Xuanfeng?"
Some people look at me and I look at him. Several princes think that Fang Lin can't do it, and some royal masters think so.
"How could this prostitute be able to support fifteen strokes under his elder brother? I don't think even the five strokes can hold on." Yang Yanyu said disdainfully.
Yang Pojun said, "Big Brother is powerful, but Fang Lin's strength is not weak. If he does fifteen strokes, it should be reluctant."
"Sect Master Han, what do you think?" Yang Jianye looked at Han Luoyun with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
Han Luoyun said calmly: "I believe in my disciples."
Yang Jianye waited for this sentence, and immediately said, "Will we make another bet?"
Han Luoyun also laughed: "Your Majesty has this interest and will be a companion under him."
Yang Jianye laughed: "Okay! Since that's the case, let's gamble on two treasures. If Fang Lin can't support Xuanfeng's fifteen moves, you will give me two treasures, and vice versa."
Han Luoyun nodded his head with a smile, and he was supposed to be down.
Everyone is speechless, these two are the emperor Dagan, the other is the patriarch Zixia, why do you like to bet so much.
As everyone knows, in a previous bet, Han Luoyun won a treasure of Yang Jianye, but Yang Jianye had always been grudged about it.
He didn't care about treasures, but he actually lost. As an emperor, how could he lose? So I always wanted to get my face back.
Right now this opportunity is the most appropriate. Didn't you Han Luoyun win me a treasure? Then I will win you two.
Yang Yanyu turned his eyes and looked at Yang Pojun: "Six Brothers, how about we make a bet?"
Yang Pojun smiled and said, "What do you want to gamble?"
Yang Yanyu pointed to the two of them in the martial arts field and said, "Just bet Fang Lin can support 15 tricks. I bet he can't. If I lose, I will give you the silkworm soft armor. If you lose, Give me the ancient jade star."
As soon as this remark came out, Yang Pojun smiled bitterly for a while. The girl was afraid that she had taken a fancy to her own ancient star jade. Through this gamble, she wanted to get it.
"How about the fourth brother? Wouldn't you dare to gamble?" Yang Yanyu squinted at him.
"Betting, betting, but if you lose, don't be fooled." Yang Pojun smiled.
"Why? Is Yang Yanyu like that?" Yang Yanyu said dissatisfiedly.
The people next to me have face convulsions, and I want to say that you are.
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In the field, few people were optimistic about Fang Lin. Even if it was a fifteen move, he did not think that Fang Lin could hold it.
Without him, Yang Xuanfeng is too strong!
Yang Xuanfeng's power is to crush his peers and make other princes feel suffocated. He is also the first young master in the country.
This name was not boasted by others, but Yang Xuanfeng was born out of his own strength.
Both Li Guanxin of the Li family and Han Xiaoxing of the Zixia Sect had played against Yang Xuanfeng, but without exception, they were all at a disadvantage.
And Fang Lin?
Although the limelight has been strong in recent times and the performance of the previous bench selection is extremely good, it is still more than a difference compared to Yang Xuanfeng.
Even Fang Lin himself felt awkward in his heart. He didn't know that he could stick to fifteen strokes. If he couldn't, he would be embarrassed.
"Fang Lin, have you ever consulted with Han Xiaoxing?" Yang Xuanfeng standing across from him suddenly asked.
Fang Lin was stunned, and then shook his head: "I haven't discussed it."
Yang Xuanfeng frowned slightly: "I wish I could learn from her again. I fought against her three years ago. Although I won, she is younger than me after all. Maybe she is not weaker than me now."
Fang Lin's belly is definitely not weaker than you. When Han Xiaoxing's eyes can see it, I am afraid that you may not be able to win her.
"Come on, let me see, to what extent your Fang Lin's strength has reached, if you can't even support my fifteen moves, you will not be eligible for this replacement position." Yang Xuanfeng said, the whole momentum rose Got up.
Fang Lin's eyes narrowed, and Yang Xuanfeng at the moment felt like a mountain, a vast mountain, unable to cross, unable to contend, he could only stand at the foot of the mountain and look up.
Without any care, Fang Lin directly took out the big bones and sticks, and regardless of whether the other party had weapons or not, he would support the fifteen moves first.
Yang Xuanfeng didn't move, still standing there, staring at Fang Lin.
Even so, Fang Lin felt great pressure. Only when he played with Yang Xuanfeng did he know how terrifying the eldest son of the great emperor.
Just standing there, Fang Lin's back was already slightly sweaty, and the pressure from the continuous impact made Fang Lin's breathing slightly faster.
Fang Lin gritted his teeth. He knew that if he continued like this, Yang Xuanfeng's momentum would become stronger and stronger, and he would be more and more difficult to resist.
Must be broken!
At the moment, Fang Lin roared, holding a big bone stick, and rushed towards Yang Xuanfeng directly.
"Come well!" Yang Xuanfeng laughed loudly, his voice resembled Hong Zhong's, and Fang Lin's ears buzzed, and his figure froze involuntarily.
boom! ! !
A fierce punch came directly to Fang Lin's door.
This punch came very quickly, as if Yang Xuanfeng had just a moment of action, this punch had already reached Fang Lin.
Fang Lin's face was ugly, and the big bone stick suddenly waved past, colliding with Yang Xuanfeng's fist.
At the next moment, Fang Lin was like a broken sack, and the whole person flew out.
Yang Xuanfeng~EbookFREE.me~ is extremely stable.
Boom!
Fang Lin fell to the ground and immediately got up again, his face full of shock.
With just a punch, Fang Lin knew that he was afraid that it was difficult to stick to the fifteen strokes. Yang Xuanfeng's power was terrible, even more terrifying than that of Li Shengming.
"In any case, the fifteen strokes always have to be carried over." Fang Lin gritted his teeth, and showed his ninth celestial steps under his feet.
Seeing this, Yang Xuanfeng showed a trace of surprise.
But that's all!
I saw Yang Xuanfeng take a step, and suddenly a gust of wind roared, like a huge wave, violently crushing the past.
Fang Lindun suddenly felt like he was shot by a huge wave, and the steps under his feet suddenly became chaotic.
"Not good!" Fang Lin secretly said, Yang Xuanfeng had already rushed over.