Chapter 1101: Soft feet

Chapter 1101
"Okay!"
Fang Chuan sat on the chair and smiled faintly: "I think you have a good temperament, you are a soldier, and you have a good impression."
"Don't get close to it!" Sang Jun sneered and pointed to Fang Chuan: "You either get up now and kneel down to confess your mistake, or you are at your own risk."
"Huh?" Sang Xing frowned, stretched out his hand, and stopped Sang Jun.
Then he said to the other side: "Thank you first for your kindness to me, but let's have a trick!"
As he said, his eyes drenched, his body suddenly filled with murderous aura, making everyone tremble like an ice cellar.
At this time, Sang Xing was like a of death, which made people afraid to face it.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "Mr. Sang Xing, right? As I said just now, I won't get up. If I change to another place, I will get up out of respect."
"but--"
"Not this time, because I said one is one and two is two, please forgive me!"
He said, waving his hand: "I'll just sit and fight with you."
"it is good!"
Sang Xing didn't get angry and laughed instead. At this moment, he rushed forward, and when everyone was unresponsive, he slammed Fang Chuan out.
Boom
This punch, like a thunderstorm, shook the air, causing the air to pull away instantly, so fast that no one could see clearly.
Moreover, a wave of air burst out of his hands, just this wave of air was enough to shatter the five internal organs of ordinary people.
This is called Ben Lei Fist!
Although Sang Xing is a member of the military, there are many strange men and strangers in the military, as well as some martial artists.
I heard that there is a very mysterious place in the military. It must be a national competition, and only those who have won six consecutive championships can enter the place to learn.
This place is very scary, and the people who come out are no small thing.
Sang Xing is only the last one.
However, under the influence of Commander Yang Zhao, he has begun to come into contact with real martial arts, and he has made rapid progress. He is a very talented person.
His punch was too fierce.
Everyone saw their scalp numb, their breathing stopped, and their eyes were attracted by the punch-although they couldn't see clearly.
"He's dead!" Sang Jun was also excited.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "Awesome!" But he still didn't get up!
He could also see that Sang Xing's punch could literally shake a person to death and shatter all the internal organs.
This is the realm of reaching the nine levels of Qi refining!
He had never expected that there would still be such people in the military, but he looked back and thought about it, since there are super masters in the private sector.
Well, there is nothing surprising about the military.
However, Sang Xing's ninth level of Qi refining didn't seem to last long, and his boxing skills were a bit bad.
Moreover, his physical fitness is naturally not as strong as Fang Chuan, who has eaten black snake gall for thousands of years and has often cultivated zhenqi.
boom--
Just between the sparks and flints, Fang Chuan hit it out with a single punch, and the second shot came first, head-on.
Two terrible fists, clashing in the air, made a loud noise, followed by a super wave of air.
Boom, boom
The sound of the air wave, like thunder, was deafening, overturning all the surrounding tables, and the tabletop was completely shattered into several pieces.
There was a crackling sound, and many dishes were broken into powder.
It can be seen that the strength of these two people is so great, it is just a wave of air that is triggered by the fist.
"Oh my God!"
"very scary!"
"This is worse than a head-on collision between two cars!"
Everyone was also staggered by this wave of air. Although they stood relatively far away, they were still fighting.
Some people feel that they have difficulty breathing when they are blown by this wind.
Wow----
At the same time, Sang Xing slid backwards suddenly. He couldn't help but hit a few tables before stopping.
His qi and blood were used indiscriminately, and he was obviously injured.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Impossible!" Sang Jun was stunned. It was terrible. Sang Xing had such a great skill, he could still accept it.
However, Fang Chuan looks much younger than him, and at a young age, how could he be so perverted?
Now it seems that Sang Xing is not yet his opponent!
"Hey." But at this time, Sang Tiance's face showed a triumphant and sinister smile.
He is an old fox, how could he not know that in this world, personal force is the second most powerful power.
A person with power, no matter what kind of power, even the power of the head of the family, also represents power.
This kind of power has greater lethality. Even if you are a master and encounter a powerful person, you cannot defeat it with one person.
Because, when he gave an order, someone who is no weaker or even stronger than you will kill you.
Therefore, in his opinion, Fang Chuan defeated Sang Xing. For them, it was not a bad thing, but a good thing!
As a big figure in the military, Sang Xing turned into anger from shame, and that was far-reaching.
The young man in front of him, no matter how powerful and background he is, can he withstand Sang Xing's anger?
Even if it can, what about Commander Yang Zhao?
He seemed to have seen Fang Chuan end tragically.
"it is good!"
However, at this moment, Sang Xing let out a sigh of admiration, and then he looked at Fang Chuan and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He nodded: "Mr. Fang, I didn't expect you to have reached this level at a young age. I really envy you!"
"Mr. Fang?" Sang Jun frowned suddenly. From beginning to end, no one had introduced Fang Chuan to Sang Xing, right?
Do they know each other?
"Haha, Mr. Sang Xing passed the award." Fang Chuan smiled faintly. At this moment, he glanced at Sang Jun and then stood up.
He said indifferently to Sang Jun: "I think you don't have any other means now, right? In this case, I don't want to care about you."
He said again: "Originally, today I was a guest, the son-in-law of your Sang clan, but you repeatedly provoke me and offend me, thinking I am a clay man and have no temper?"
He said these two or three sentences with a very heavy tone, which made people feel breathless.
Fang Chuan clicked the corner of his mouth, and then said to Sang Xing: "Mr. Sang Xing, how did you recognize me?"
"Mr. Fang, in this city of Yizhou, you are probably the only person with such a strong ability at a young age."
Sang Xing smiled, walked in front of Fang Chuan, and said: "Moreover, I often listen to the commander and his wife complimenting you. When you meet a young and promising person like you, the first reaction will think of you."
"Haha!" Fang Chuan laughed: "Unexpectedly, Commander Yang would often praise me, making me flattered."
"This..." At this moment, Sang Tiance suddenly felt a little soft in his feet, and things didn't seem to be developing in the direction he expected.