Chapter 555: Flame Palm
Actually... just receiving a palm?
Fang Yu’s expression became subtle.
The meaning of this palm probably corresponds to the one that disfigured his sister Song Xi.
But...
Does he underestimate me a little too much?
Fang Yu thought, his normal combat power is the standard wood realm combat power, and with the addition of bone armor, he is among the best in the same level.
Where did Song Zhenrong get his confidence? He could disfigure me with just one slap.
"Okay, come on, so what if I slap you in the face."
Song Zhenrong seemed not to have expected that Fang Yu would agree so easily.
The confidence radiating from the inside out made Song Zhenrong's expression gradually become serious.
“All spread out.”
The surrounding Yudifu team members obeyed the order and spread out to make room.
“Brother!”
Song Xi obviously didn’t want to know about this with just a slap.
What she wanted was for Fang Yu to die in her pain and torture.
While begging on her knees, she suffered humiliation and died.
But if it was just a slap, even if it really killed Fang Yu, she wouldn't feel very happy.
Or just disfigure Fang Yu and let Fang Yu really leave safely, which would be even more unpleasant!
Anyone who has offended her will end up miserable, and the person in front of her is no exception!
She shook Song Zhenrong's arm almost coquettishly, but Song Zhenrong just looked at her sideways with his dead fish eyes.
“Back off.”
Song Xi froze immediately when the voice appeared.
She knew her brother's temper well, and for this reason, it was no longer something she could change by acting coquettishly.
Clenched his teeth angrily, stamped his feet, and Song Xi retreated to the rear.
"Get away!"
She occupied a good viewing position, and her domineering behavior only caused the other subordinates of Yudi Mansion to avoid her.
It seems that no one except her brother can stand her bad temper.
At this time, only Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong were left in the middle of the inn.
“Come.”
Fang Yu stretched out a hand and waved at him.
Song Zhenrong frowned slightly.
It's not because of how good Fang Yu's defensive posture is, on the contrary, the opponent's posture is simply full of flaws and extremely casual.
This attitude, this gesture, simply does not take him seriously!
Brush——
Song Zhenrong raised his right palm.
But he just held it there, motionless.
Just when Fang Yu felt a little confused.
Bah! ! !
Song Zhenrong's right palm suddenly turned into a ball of hot red palm like lava. Its temperature was so high that even from a distance, you could feel the rolling heat waves coming from his right hand.
"Flame Palm, melting gold and cutting iron, can transform everything. I will use this palm to attack you. Now, you have five breaths to make final preparations."
As Song Zhenrong finished his words , the temperature in the inn suddenly rose again.
The current intensity is not Song Zhenrong’s limit!
"It's the move that Song Xi used before..."
Fang Yu looked at the opponent's red and warm palm, thoughtfully.
The brother and sister came from the same martial arts school, but Song Zhenrong's attainments were obviously far stronger than Song Xi's.
Just from the continuous soaring temperature of the surrounding space, people can already understand the gold content of this palm.
“Three.”
The countdown has begun, and this guy actually counts down five seconds honestly to give himself time to prepare.
What to do.
You look down on people so much, right?
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the surface of the skin on his face began to gradually overflow with white liquid...
"It appeared! It's Captain Song's Flame Palm!"
"You actually used this trick on this person directly... I thought Captain Song would be merciful. After all, every time something happened, it was Vice Captain Song Xi who caused trouble first..."
"Shhh ! Don’t talk about this again, and it’s not like Captain Song didn’t give that person a chance. It was his own provocations that made Captain Song use such a killer move.”
"It's over, it's over. I originally thought it was just to teach a lesson, but now it turns out that another life is about to happen..."
"Captain Song's flaming palm and top-grade swords all melt at the touch, directly I'm afraid there's a hole in that guy's face, and he's just waiting to be collected..."
"Wait a minute! Look, that guy is starting to make some moves too!"
"The face is overflowing with white stuff... It's so disgusting, wait! It's solidified! What is that thing? It turns into a white mask that covers the whole head??"
Everyone in Yudi Mansion originally thought that Their own captain's moves are strange enough.
Unexpectedly, the mediocre guy opposite had even weirder moves.
I thought he was just a guy who could be defeated by the captain. At this moment, everyone suddenly had more expectations for that young man?
After all, they always watch the captain defeat enemies and monsters easily. Sometimes they also want to see what it will be like when the captain uses all his strength to fight.
However, despite this idea, they actually didn't expect much from Fang Yu.
Because...Captain Song is too strong!
Song Xi was staring at Fang Yu with a sneer at this time.
"It's just pretense before dying!"
This is Song Xi's idea, because she has absolute confidence in her eldest brother Song Zhenrong.
She couldn't master the Flame Palm, so she was injured by Fang Yu and failed to exert the power that this palm should have.
But the eldest brother is different.
If this palm is placed in the hands of the elder brother, its power will only be magnified a hundred times and a thousand times!
And this man is still obedient and ready to take this slap!
You know, it doesn’t matter if the Flame Palm misses, once this thing is solid, the steel and iron bones will melt for you on the spot! The power brought by the extreme high temperature is completely unreasonable!
"This guy...is dead!"
Song Xi felt a little confused and resentful, but he could still barely accept this result.
At least the eldest brother stood up for her!
This anger is barely released.
“Two.”
The countdown continued, Song Zhenrong even deliberately slowed down his tone, as if he wanted to wait until Fang Yu was completely ready before he officially took action.
This move shows Song Zhenrong's calmness and elegance to the fullest. And it also represents Song Zhenrong's respect for Fang Yu - the respect of the deceased.
That's right, in Song Zhenrong's opinion, Fang Yu couldn't take this palm.
Because even among warriors in the same realm, there are not many who can take this move.
If Fang Yu can really take over, then, based on emotion and reason, respect for Fang Yu's strength, or the promise he made before, he will let Fang Yu leave. "One."
The final countdown fell, and the atmosphere reached its peak at this moment.
At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong in the center of the inn, so no one noticed that the sick old man had quietly moved towards the corner where the prisoners were guarded.
"Master!"
Zhao Wutian was excited, and Brother Tian and others, who were waiting for the opportunity, even brightened up when they saw Bing Wujiao groping over.
The opportunity they were waiting for seemed to suddenly come to their doorstep!
Bang! !
"Take it, move!!!"
The airflow behind suddenly exploded, and Song Zhenrong suddenly shouted loudly. Even Bing Wujiao, who came over to save people, couldn't help but look back at the battlefield over there. .
Boom!
The hot air waves were frantically scraping around like compressed air.
As for Song Zhenrong's flaming palm, the moment it was released, the surrounding air exploded out of thin air as if it had been ignited!
A palm is discharged, and wherever the palm passes, it explodes like an explosion, with continuous booms!
In the process of the rolling hot wind and waves intertwining with each other, the extremely hot Flame Palm, which represents Song Zhenrong's strongest secret skill, has already hit Fang Yu's face!
As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is any!
In just a moment, Fang Yu immediately sensed that the opponent's palm contained a large amount of [Qi].
This is a move, similar to the Qi Explosion Heavenly Vortex, a Qi-level move that utilizes the power of [Qi] to the extreme!
Fang Yu didn't understand his move, how the ratio of energy to move was balanced.
To be able to condense this explosive-like effect on the palm of the hand, only the air flow driven by the advancement of the palm allows this power to leak out a little.
But just such a trace of leakage caused the air to instantly ignite and explode, forming extremely strong thrust and explosive power.
This move is very subtle.
At least from Fang Yu's perspective, this move is far more exquisite than the Qi Explosive Heavenly Vortex.
However, the Qi Explosive Tian Xuan was originally a Qi Jin move developed by Yuan Hongxin behind closed doors, and she was the one who forcibly simulated the Qi Explosive Tian Xuan move without Yuan Hongxin's guidance. It’s hard to say how much of the original true appearance can remain.
Just like Fang Yu now, it is difficult to improve Qi Explosion Tianxuan. Because he, who was trying to cross the river by feeling stones, had long lost his follow-up direction.
At this moment, when he suddenly saw Song Zhenrong using such exquisite energy moves, Fang Yu suddenly had a little inspiration in his mind.
But it was fleeting, because Song Zhenrong's flaming palm was now approaching!
The air in front of him exploded, and among the billowing hot winds, Song Zhenrong's flaming palm seemed to be propelled in three stages. Every time it got closer to him, the bursting sound became stronger. When it got closer, the bursting sound became louder. Suddenly reaching the extreme, pushed by the air wave, the last distance of this palm appeared in front of Fang Yu out of thin air almost like teleportation!
So fast!
Fortunately, Fang Yu was prepared. He took a small half step back to provide a pulling space. At the same time, he quickly raised his right arm and clenched it into a fist. As the bone powder erupted like a liquid, he quickly retracted it. Cover your right fist completely...
Bang! ! !
Fang Yu's punch directly met the Flame Palm head-on.
The moment the two collided, the terrifying air wave exploded and raged towards the surroundings.
The surrounding tables, chairs, wood chips and other debris were all thrown up by the air wave, slamming against the surrounding walls and smashed to pieces on the spot.
The people around seemed not to have expected that the noise between the two fighting would be so loud.
Either he hurriedly bent down to avoid it, or he hurriedly hid behind the bunker to avoid the aftermath.
In fact, they did not see clearly what was happening in the center of the battlefield.
Because it’s fast.
Everything happened so fast!
In Fang Yu's eyes, he can also analyze moves, dismantle movements, and even consciously perform small movements such as defensive steps and small retreats.
But in the eyes of others around you, it only happens in an instant.
In an instant, Song Zhenrong rushed forward, and then a terrifying wave of air suddenly exploded.
No one knows what the result of this punch will be.
Judging from the fierce airflow reaction at the scene, Captain Song... seems to have encountered a tough situation?
When the heat wave slowly subsided and the smoke slowly dispersed, Song Xi immediately looked at the situation on the battlefield.
I saw only two figures, separated by a certain distance, Yaoyao looked at each other.
The first thing Song Xi looked at was the situation of her brother.
The red-warm palms had quickly cooled down and returned to normal, but faintly. She actually found that her brother's palms seemed to be... trembling slightly?
This discovery made Song Xi unbelievable.
How could anyone in this world make my brother feel miserable! !
After being distracted for a moment, she immediately looked towards that nasty guy!
Judging from the marks on the ground, the nasty guy was knocked back and slid back several meters, so the two of them distanced themselves.
And look carefully at the face of that annoying guy.
The white bone mask that was still covering him just now slowly disintegrated and slid off his face like dissolved powder.
Is your face okay? !
How is that possible! That's my brother's flaming palm!
Song Xi quickly looked at the condition of other parts of the guy's body, and then felt a little relieved.
I saw that the clenched fist of the guy's right hand was almost completely charred, exuding a burning smell!
"It's useless!"
Song Xi frowned with joy.
“His right hand is already useless!”
For those who practice martial arts, if one hand is disabled, half of it is almost useless.
The future path of martial arts, without the help of a miracle doctor, will basically be completely cut off.
"You deserve it!"
Song Xi's face was ferocious and proud, and his wild and violent attitude made him want to raise his nose to the sky.
This is my brother’s strength, this is the result of provoking me! !
Having cut off the path to martial arts, your strength will only continue to decline in the days to come.
There is no need for my brother to take action again. When your strength declines to a certain level, I will personally torture you again!
Song Xi seemed to have been able to foresee that wonderful scene.
After calculating this, the guy's current situation is actually playing into his own hands, allowing him to personally avenge the disfigurement!
Song Xi's face was distorted, and he felt that his brother had done well, and he had played well! The right amount of power creates the current situation, which is almost tailor-made for oneself.
Sure enough, my brother loves me the most!
The way Song Xi looked at his brother Song Zhenrong, in addition to full admiration, there was also a trace of complicated and unexplainable love hidden in it, which was unknown to everyone.
At this moment, Song Zhenrong spoke.
“Good skill.”
His right hand no longer trembles, but he is still frightened by all the touches and feedback from the head-on confrontation just now.
Very strong!
This is Song Zhenrong’s evaluation of Fang Yu.
Someone who can stand up to me in a head-to-head battle!
This is Song Zhenrong's sigh after fully recalling the afterglow of the battle just now.
Fang Yu also shook his black right hand slightly at this time.
It’s like shaking away the dust stuck on your hands.
The black powder was thrown down in large pieces.
As for the palm of Fang Yu's right hand, these burnt black things were scattered, revealing the tender white flesh.
In an instant, Song Xi's eyes widened.
"Is your hand okay??!!"
She almost screamed, shouting in disbelief.
(End of this chapter)