Chapter 84 Cross-Strike
Fang Yan looked carefully at Zhao Xiaolei's hand.
Only then did he realize that the thing tied to his leg was actually a hollow steel pipe.
No wonder he just touched it and almost broke his bones.
Although the twin iron birch sticks in his hands are concealed and hard, their length is far less than his.
The other party's one-meter-four hollow steel pipe obviously had an advantage in terms of length.
However, the advantages are limited, and the little bit that grows out is not enough to have much advantage.
Fang Yan is still very confident in his Xingyi double stick. After practicing for so long, he has become proficient in the Xingyi double stick moves, and he has two sticks.
"Come on!" Zhao Xiaolei stood on the spot, raised his stick and played tricks on Fang Yan.
Fang Yan shook his hands, and two slender black iron birch sticks fell into his hands from his sleeves.
With a step forward, Fang Yan rushed over.
With one move of his right hand, he stabbed the acupuncture point and rushed towards Zhao Xiaolei's liver area.
There are shadows of great spear skills in the Xingyi double stick. Although it is a short stick, it has the momentum of a spear.
Zhao Xiaolei raised the steel pipe in his hand to the ground, used it as a point to use the crooked stick and used the Bawang vertical flag, directly knocking away Fang Yan's stick.
Then he kicked the lower end of the stick upright and hit him while running towards Fang Yan.
Fang Yan felt a gloomy wind blowing towards him. He quickly pressed down the stick in his left hand and used a very confident move to directly stab the incoming stick, blocking the opponent's attack.
"Dang!" With a sound, Zhao Xiaolei's steel pipe was trembling continuously as it was struck by the iron birch wood.
The wood did not lose to the steel pipe.
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Suddenly, the system's voice appeared in Fang Yan's mind, and a flood of ideas and information emerged.
Fang Yan felt as if time had stopped.
But he quickly reacted.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaolei's move failed and he immediately made another sweep, hitting Fang Yan's head.
Fang Yan seemed to have expected it at this time, and without even thinking about it, he just lowered his back and let Zhao Xiaolei clear the air with one stick.
Then Fang Yan stood up and didn't wait for Zhao Xiaolei's long stick to retreat, and directly stabbed Zhao Xiaolei's open liver area with both sticks.
"Bang! Bang!" Two times, Zhao Xiaolei was hit hard again, and he almost dropped the stick in his hand from the pain.
Fang Yan was unyielding and wanted to pursue him. Zhao Xiaolei kicked his stick and kicked the cavalry gun, causing the stick to hit Fang Yan again.
At this moment Yan Yan had to give up the pursuit and quickly avoid the stick.
"Ah!"
Zhao Xiaolei, who retreated, roared in pain, split Huashan with one force, and hit Fang Yan on top of his head.
Fang Yan took a few steps back, spread his hands and two sticks, and said to Zhao Xiaolei at leisure:
"Come again!"
Zhao Xiaolei was about to rush over in anger, but in the next second his face froze and he covered his liver area.
Two more blows, and he was even more seriously injured.
Le Miao and others who were watching the whole process were suddenly happy.
Seeing this, Fang Yan raised his stick and attacked. He ran towards Zhao Xiaolei's chest with both sticks and stabbed him.
Zhao Xiaolei hurriedly took a breath and swept around in front of him despite the severe pain.
In this way, dialects are forced back.
When Fang Yan retreated, Zhao Xiaolei stopped and started breathing heavily.
At this moment, with the dialect's diagnostic skills, Zhao Xiaolei's current state has been completely exposed to the dialect.
The ribs were fractured and the nerves in the liver area were injured. He was now in severe pain. Although he was trying to restrain himself, he could no longer take the initiative to attack. Now he just wanted to wait for Fang Yan to enter the attack range and give Fang Yan a fatal blow even if he was seriously injured.
After knowing the news, Fang Yan put the sticks in his sleeves and said lightly:
"You've already lost."
A look of pain flashed across Zhao Xiaolei's face, and he could no longer hold in his breath. Cold sweat flowed out of his pores all over his body. In an instant, he felt as if most of his blood had been drained away. It seemed that he was several times weaker.
"Fart, I still have a lot of tricks I haven't used yet!"
"You will know if you come here and try it!"
As he spoke, he unscrewed the middle joint of the stick and turned it into a double stick with the same dialect.
But this time the double sticks are shorter. Zhao Xiaolei's eyes were red and he yelled at Fang Yan with a bit of pain in his voice.
Dialect said to him:
"You are also an old martial artist. In real combat, a few moves can determine the outcome."
"Don't forget that I am a doctor. If I hit you in your current physical condition, you will die here."
"Although it is not a pity for a scum like you to die, I think it is unlucky for you to die here."
After speaking in dialect, he glanced behind him and said:
"The police are coming soon anyway, just wait a while."
The first words sounded okay to Zhao Xiaolei, but the next words made Zhao Xiaolei furious.
Having done so many times before, who has ever called the police?
Just this time, I reported it once and reported it twice.
It wasn't at all what he thought.
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Encountering such an unruly opponent who completely ignored his own rules and lost his sense of control made him want to beat the guy in front of him to death immediately to vent his anger.
He took a deep breath and said to the dialect:
"Let me tell you, in all these years, I have never failed!"
"Today... will be no exception!"
After speaking, he moved his steps and walked towards Fang Yan.
Although he now has broken bones and internal injuries, he still has to attack Fang Yan after holding back.
Now he is no longer helping Gu Siqi, he is trying to maintain his reputation of never failing.
He held two sticks in both hands and made a double-knife starting gesture towards Fang Yan.
"Come on!" Zhao Xiaolei shouted in dialect.
This kid can actually use two swords?
Fang Yan shook his hands and held the two sticks in his hands again.
He took a step forward and pounced directly.
Zhao Xiaolei took a deep breath and fought with Fang Yan while holding back the pain.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang..." Two sticks versus two sticks, one is an authentic double stick of Xingyi, and the other is using a double stick to use a pair of swords. Once they come into contact, they clash with each other several times.
Zhao Xiaolei used all the moves: chopping knife, ripping knife, and reaming knife.
The dialect is a combination of two sticks in form and meaning: dragon-shaped double dragons flying around, poking sticks to puncture holes, sweeping sticks left and right to hit continuously, and rolling waves to split mountains in succession.
Neither of them held back. Three seconds later, Fang Yan hit Zhao Xiaolei's arm with a stick, which was too late to defend, and knocked the stick out of his hand.
Then he kicked Zhao Xiaolei in the leg.
Zhao Xiaolei suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Fang Yan beat the drowned dog hard and slapped him all over the body. After being beaten away by Fang Yan with several sticks, Zhao Xiaolei finally couldn't hold back his screams.
"Ah!"
"Ahhh..."
Fang Yan did not kill anyone.
But he didn't let him go and ran after him. Since the other party wanted to destroy him, he wouldn't be polite.
Several bone cracking sounds were heard, and Zhao Xiaolei finally couldn't help the pain and fainted with a scream.
"Huh..."
Fang Yan stopped his hand and let out a long breath.
"Win! Win!" In the nearby warehouse, Kong Yaolemiao shouted excitedly.
Jia Dapeng and Liu Zude also cheered excitedly.
Fang Yan put away the stick and asked them where the key was.
At this moment, Fang Yan heard a sound of footsteps behind him, and he stopped and looked back cautiously.
Before anyone arrived at this moment, the voice came out first:
"Doctor Fang! Doctor Fang! Comrades from the police station are here!"
(End of chapter)