1168 Wasn't It Like This Last Time?

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If you think Luanhen Novel.com is good, please click here【Favorite this page】for next reading, publicity and sharing with others, we need your support. Not far from Z city, there is a mountain.

On the mountain, there is a gymnasium.

The gymnasium is not considered dilapidated, and the scale is not small. There is even a special training ground, and the conditions are quite complete.

Generally speaking, such a gymnasium, even if it is in the deep mountains, has sufficient conditions to attract others.

Not to mention, this place is not unknown, but extremely famous.

Flowing Rock Shattering Fist.

The silver fang of the third rank of S rank, the boxing method of Bangu's school.

This school is very famous in the industry, and the former apprentices are enough to fill the entire gymnasium. Many outstanding disciples even use this place as a starting point to go to the world and be known by the world.

However, to this day, in this not-so-small and well-known gymnasium, there is no trace of half of the disciples.

At least, along the way, Fang Li didn't see anyone, and he didn't see a figure until he entered the gym.

However, the moment he saw this figure, Fang Li's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ok?"

As if sensing someone approaching, the other party also turned around and looked at Fang Li.

However, the moment he saw Fang Li, the other party's eyes also changed.

A little momentum suddenly appeared on the opponent.

Immediately, the convenience was questioned.

"...Why are you here?"

The other party said this sentence in a tone that was almost tinged with hostility.

Fang Li didn't find it strange at all.

Rather, it is a strange thing that the other party is not hostile to him.

No matter what, Fang Li almost killed the other party once.

So, Fang Li curled his lips and smiled.

"It should be what I said, right?"

Fang Li spoke like this.

"I didn't expect you to be alive, Sweetheart Mask."

That's right.

Sweet Mask.

This paranoid who appeared as a hindrance when Fang Li was promoted to S rank, now appeared in front of Fang Li.

Looking at the opposite man with a disapproving expression, who was not at all surprised by his existence, Sweetheart Mask stared at him closely, and clenched his fists little by little.

At this moment, what appeared in Sweetheart Mask's mind was the scene of the confrontation with Fang Li.

At that time, Sweetheart Mask did not expect such a result at all.

How can you think of it?

As an existence who has always been ranked first in A-level, blocking the delusions and dreams of all professional heroes who try to climb to the throne of S-level, possesses the strength comparable to that of S-level heroes, and is looked up to by almost all heroes, Sweetheart False He is very confident in his own strength.

It's not blind.

In Sweetheart Mask's heart, a hero is a powerful and gorgeous person who can destroy all evil and execute justice accurately.

A hero who cannot even eradicate evil is not a hero at all.

Therefore, heroes must be strong.

And Sweetheart Mask thinks that he is a hero.

Therefore, being strong is a matter of course.

Of course, Sweet Mask never imagined that he would be the most powerful of the heroes.

Among the S-level heroes, there are also a few who are considered unchallengeable by Sweetheart Mask.

However, Sugar Mask never felt that he did not deserve to be their equal.

This kind of him, but not long ago, in the duel with this opponent that he didn't recognize in front of him, he didn't even have time to react, and he didn't even have time to realize that he was cut in half.

Until now, Sweetheart Mask can't figure it out,

How did he lose at that time, and how he almost died.

No, it wasn't that he almost died, but he was seriously injured enough to be fatal.

If it weren't for Sweetheart Mask's very special physique and extraordinary regeneration ability, even if the arm was cut off, he could take it back by himself and make it regenerate automatically in a very short period of time. If it recovers, then Sweetheart Mask The noodles are already dead by now.

Thinking of the fact that I was lying in the operating room, even my breathing could barely be maintained by relying on the extraordinary regenerative ability, and I had to let the ambulance personnel from the Heroes Association perform surgery on me to survive, the fist of Sweetheart Mask The tighter the grip.

As a result, blue veins burst out on Sweetheart Mask's arms, neck, and even temples.

The aura that leaked from him became stronger and stronger.

Realizing this, Fang Li's expression didn't change in the slightest.

"What? Do you want to come to the second round?" Fang Li said calmly, "Then let's do it."

The indifference in his tone made the veins on Tianxin Mask's temples bulge high, his eyes became cold, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Are you underestimating me?"

These words were met with a sigh from Fang Li.

"I'm trying to understand you."

Fang Li's tone began to take on sarcasm.

"After all, if you don't make a move, then you won't have a chance to make a move later. Isn't that what happened last time?"

Such words directly turned into a sharp sword, piercing through Sweetheart Mask's heart.

Yes.

Isn't that what happened last time?

So, this time, can you see the opponent's shot clearly?

If he fights with the opponent again, won't he be cut in half again, and suffer serious injuries that even his regenerative ability can't recover?

Thinking of this, Sweetheart Mask finally regained his composure.

As a result of regaining his composure, a trace of fear began to emerge in his heart.

The experience of being cut in half last time is still a trauma in Sweetheart Mask's heart.

If it was an ordinary fight that led to the defeat, then that's fine.

However, Sweetheart Mask received a fatal blow when he didn't even know what was going on, and he didn't even figure it out until now.

How can this make people not afraid?

And Fang Li seemed to see the indecision of Sweetheart's mask, and shrugged.

"What? You're not going to make a move, are you?" Fang Li suddenly smiled and said, "Then I'll make the move, okay?"

After speaking, the white sword suddenly appeared in Fang Li's hand.

Just like last time, Sweet Mask didn't even notice how the weapon appeared.

"———!"

The complexion of Sweetheart's mask changed, as if all the pores on her body had exploded, she put on a fighting posture, her eyes were fixed on Fang Li's body.

As for the face, there was even a drop of sweat flowing down, making Sweetheart Mask's breathing become rapid.

Seeing this, Fang Li narrowed his eyes, sneered, and put his hand on Bo Xie's knife handle.

At this moment, a third person appeared.

"Young people, don't be so impulsive. Although this is a gymnasium, it is a place to learn martial arts, not a place to fight each other."

Banggu didn't know when he appeared here, and he walked over slowly, closing his eyes and making a sound like this.

"For the sake of me as an old man, how about letting go of personal grievances for now?"

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