Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 512 Your opponent is me
In the past, if Feng Chao came to challenge, Fan Denglong would definitely be happy, and he wouldn't mind stepping on an ant.

But it's different now, he is a member of Wuhun, a well-known figure in the Jianghu, and it would be too cheap to deal with a human-level warrior himself.

"Don't worry, I'm here to protect them, and I promise they won't get hurt a little bit."

Fan Denglong swore to Sun Qian.

Of course, the reason why he said that was because he had confidence in the Hu Yan brothers and sisters.

The most basic entry level of Qi refining, at least all indicators are better than Feng Chao, a human-level warrior.

Although there are a little less attack methods, isn't this just teaching them.

"If you get hurt a little, just wait and kneel on the washboard."

Seeing that Fan Denglong seemed to have made up his mind, Sun Qian could only sit down on the sofa angrily.

"See? It would be a tragedy if you didn't beat Master."

Fan Denglong said to the Hu Yan brothers and sisters very seriously, and the two children nodded hurriedly.

"Come on, move your things and make a space."

Everyone moved the living room out of the way together. Fan Denglong held the clothes pole and made a shooting movement.

Brother and sister Hu Yan watched intently, as if afraid of missing any detail.

This is the first time Fan Denglong has shown his marksmanship in front of Sun Qian and others, and the others are also watching very curiously.

"This set of marksmanship pays attention to a fast word. Once the first opportunity is seized, the moves will be continuous so that the enemy has no power to fight back."

In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that can't be broken. While explaining his understanding of marksmanship, Fan Denglong slowly practiced the moves.

In martial arts, most of the time, laymen watch the excitement, but Fan Denglong used a clothes pole to forcefully dance to create a murderous atmosphere, and the people watching felt a chill on their necks.

After finishing a set of marksmanship, Fan Denglong looked at Hu Yan brothers and sisters, "Would you like to try it?"

"Master, your movements were too slow just now, my disciple looked at the back and forgot the front."

"Um, shall I demonstrate again?"

Hearing what nonsense said, Fan Denglong suddenly felt a little uneasy. Could it be that the body of a sword fairy can only practice swords?

"Okay, but hurry up."

Looking at the serious two, Fan Denglong could only practice again, but this time, it was much faster and the offensive continued, sometimes only a phantom could be seen.

Turning her eyes to Hu Yan again, Hu Yu spoke first, "Master, give me the gun."

Fan Denglong was taken aback, but he still threw the clothes pole to her. The little girl was holding the clothes pole, and she was a bit shorter, but her face was very serious.

The marksmanship movement was very standard, and at that stop, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi seemed to have the demeanor of a master of marksmanship.

"Monster,"

Fan Denglong wailed in his heart.

Afterwards, every move and style is well-organized, except for a little bit less murderous, it is almost a replica of Fan Denglong's previous one.

"It's no wonder that He Yuexian took a fancy to her at a glance. This talent is also against the sky." Fan Denglong became more curious about Hu Yu's physique.

After Hu Yu finished using a set of marksmanship, the rest were dumbfounded.

"Is this really the apprentice Yuexian just accepted?"

Sun Qian still couldn't believe it.

"Brother," Hu Yu threw the clothes pole to Hu Yan, who caught it with one hand and walked slowly to the middle of the open space.

"I,"

Fan Denglong almost bit his own tongue, walking forward step by step, the momentum of nonsense was slowly rising.At this time, no matter who saw him, they would no longer treat him as a child.

It was like an unsheathed sword, extremely sharp.

Although the dancing spear technique is still the same move as demonstrated by Fan Denglong, it has changed a lot.

Compared with Fan Denglong, nonsense is more domineering, and every move is full of oppression.

Van Den Loon's marksmanship is more like a big river rushing to the sea, never stopping.

But the nonsense is like an unknowing storm in the surging ocean, and what people see is only despair.

"Why do I feel that nonsense's marksmanship is better than Denglong's?" Zhang Xianqu whispered from the side.

"Yes, I originally planned to teach you a simple trick, but I didn't expect you to comprehend something deeper."

Fan Denglong patted Hu Yan on the shoulder, this sword fairy body is indeed a bit jealous.

I only read it twice, not only learned it, but also extended it myself.

Fan Denglong suddenly came to his senses after several months of hard work.

"It's all taught by the master. You have already explained the essence. I followed this and became like this."

Hu Yan chuckled, although he spoke modestly, there was still a smug look on his face.

"Okay, then I will teach you next."

Fan Denglong was ecstatic, it seemed that the body of the Sword Immortal was not just a unique talent in swordsmanship, but also did not lose in other weapons.

A group of people followed downstairs with a tinge of anticipation, but Feng Chao was waiting in the car foolishly.

"Hey, you want to challenge my master?"

When Hu Yan saw Feng Chao, he immediately jumped out and shouted.

"You little brat, go back to sleep," Feng Chao scolded, and then said to Fan Denglong, "Calling so many people to hold the line? That's fine, this will save me the trouble of promoting everywhere."

Fan Denglong was very puzzled by this look of winning, who gave him the courage?

"Let's go to another place. There are too many people here, and the influence is not very good."

"It doesn't matter, as long as Qianqian is present."

Feng Chao had an expression that you were doomed anyway, and Sun Qian really wanted to go up and slap him twice.

"Go to the west of the city, there should be no one there at this time."

After speaking, Fan Denglong got into the car, and Feng Chao also followed.

The west of the city is close to the township, and the place is a bit remote. There are few people at night, so just finding an open space is enough.

"Are you ready to die?"

The two sides set up a battle, Feng Chao had only one follower and driver, and Fan Denglong had three men, six women and two children.

"Although I don't know where your courage comes from, but since you are impatient, I have no choice but to help you."

Fan Denglong snapped his fingers, and Hu Yan came out holding a clothes pole.

"Tonight, your opponent is me."

Just like his master, his immature face was full of disdain.

"For a master like my master, if he has to agree to any challenge from a rookie, isn't he exhausted?"

"are you serious?"

Feng Chao looked at Hu Yan, his whole body was not well, and his face instantly became ferocious.

In his opinion, Fan Denglong is completely insulting himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's make a move."

Hu Yan hooked his hand towards Feng Chao, this is not what he learned from Fan Denglong, the strong are born with it.

(End of this chapter)