On this day.
Fang Cheng came to the Central Capital.
Originally, he wanted to go around it.
However, he thought about how he had been running around outside for the past few days, so it was time for him to enter the city to replenish his supplies.
After all, he was a second-rate expert, so it was not easy for him to get into trouble.
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After leaving the mountain, Fang Cheng once again concealed his cultivation to the early-stage second-rate.
He had indeed blocked a lot of trouble for him along the way.
It made him secretly praise his wise decision.
He walked into the Central Capital.
One could sigh at how prosperous the Central Capital was. The roads were wide, and people came and went, creating a lively scene.
Just as he was lamenting, he saw a large crowd gathered on a street in front of him, as if they were watching something lively.
He could vaguely hear that it was a matter of finding a spouse by martial arts competition.
With Fang Cheng's personality…
Naturally, they would avoid such things as far as possible. It was easy to get into trouble if they watched the show.
Fang Cheng took a detour from the side and prepared to head to the nearest inn.
However…
Sometimes, when you don't want to deal with trouble, trouble will come knocking on your door.
The moment Fang Cheng passed by the crowd.
"That brat, stop right there!"”
Fang Cheng continued walking forward.
The roar sounded again,"
"Brat, don't pretend you didn't hear me. I'm talking about you, stop right there!”
This time, as the person on the stage pointed his finger, the surrounding crowd looked in the direction of his finger at Fang Cheng.
The brat that person was referring to was Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng: F * ck, I was just passing by.
He turned his head helplessly and was stunned.
This was because there was a young man in luxurious clothes standing on the stage. He had a handsome face, but there was a hint of hostility between his brows.
Fang Cheng's heart trembled. Looking at this scene again, he could not help but mutter in his heart.
"Could it be that I met Mu Nianci in the Groom Search Joust?!
So the person in the ring should be Yang Kang?”
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he immediately thought of something and looked around. Only when he found a tall, simple-minded youth with thick eyebrows and big eyes in the crowd did he relax.
"It seems that Little Rong 'er has most likely returned to Peach Blossom Island, which means that she didn't meet Guo Jing?”
For some reason, he suddenly felt a hint of joy in his heart.
Perhaps this was the natural possessiveness of men.
At this moment.
Seeing that Fang Cheng was stunned and did not reply, Yang Kang could not help but be furious.
"That brat, didn't you say you wanted to come up and exchange a few moves with me? Hurry up and come up, don't dawdle!”
He was making up a story out of thin air and reversing black and white.
Before this, he had defeated the Joust For A Spouse contestants who had come up to the stage one after another.
However, the people on stage were all useless and could not show his martial arts skills, so he turned his attention to Fang Cheng, who was passing by.
At this moment, Fang Cheng's cultivation was at the early-stage second-rate, while Yang Kang's cultivation had already reached the late-stage second-rate.
He could be considered a genius. Qiu Chuji had given him a good foundation.
His calculations were ringing loudly. After all, as the young prince of the Prince Zhao's residence, he had always been used to being domineering.
He just wanted to pick a soft persimmon to show off his bravery.
Fang Cheng came back to his senses and waved his hand with a smile.
"Young Master, you must be joking. I'm just a passerby. When have I ever stepped onto the stage? I'm definitely not as good as Young Master.”
He originally didn't want to get into trouble, so he said that.
Who knew that Yang Kang was used to being arrogant and domineering, and he immediately asked,
"You coward, you clearly wanted to come up, but you didn't dare to come up when you saw my martial arts.
Where did you learn martial arts? Could it be that you learned some mediocre martial arts from some clown and didn't dare to come up and embarrass yourself?
If your master knew about this, he would probably crawl out of anger.”
He mocked Fang Cheng loudly and even scolded Fang Cheng's master. The people of this era respected their masters the most. He deliberately wanted to force Fang Cheng to make a move.
However, Yang Kang's behavior made the surrounding onlookers feel quite disdainful.
Fang Cheng, who was originally smiling at Yang Kang, could not help but have a cold look in his eyes.
He could do it, but mentioning his master made him angry.
He really did not know what to say.
" Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish.'
Originally, he didn't want to make a move. Firstly, with his strength, he would only be bullying the weak. It would be boring. Secondly, he didn't want to attract the attention of others.
He didn't expect Yang Kang to be so reckless as to insult his master.
Therefore, Fang Cheng's smile disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled into a dangerous arc.
"Since you insist on my guidance, then come.”
He jumped onto the arena in a few flashes, causing the surrounding onlookers to exclaim in surprise.
The eyes of a beautiful young lady with bright eyes and white teeth also lit up.
It was Mu Nianci.
She was delicate and cute, and her girly modesty revealed a valiant bearing.
Mu Nianci's martial arts weren't weak, so she wanted to find a young man whose martial arts were above hers to be her husband.
The appearance of Fang Cheng in front of her, this handsome qinggong, made her quite fond of it.
"I just don't know how good his kung fu is. His eyes are really beautiful."
Her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity.
Yang Kang's pupils contracted. The person in front of him did not seem to be so easy to get along with. He was not as simple as he looked on the surface.
However, it was difficult to back down now, so he could only brace himself. However, when he thought of the divine technique he had just learned, he could not help but regain his confidence.
He didn't care about the rules of the martial world. He didn't wait for Fang Cheng to stand still and rushed forward.
He was using Quan Zhen Sect's martial arts.
Only then did Fang Cheng remember that Yang Kang's master was the strongest second-generation disciple in Quan Zhen Sect, Qiu Chuji.
'Quan Zhen Sect's Kung Fu huh?'
Fang Cheng could not help but feel a hint of playfulness in his heart.
Controlling his Internal Qi to the strength of the initial stage of the second-rate, he used the Ancient Tomb Sect's Kung Fu to fight with Yang Kang.
One must know that in order to prove that he was better than Wang Chongyang, the founder of Ancient Tomb Sect, Lin Chaoying, created the martial arts of Ancient Tomb Sect to counter the martial arts of Quan Zhen Sect.
Therefore, Yang Kang was shocked by this battle.
Every time he punched or kicked, the other party would cut him off in advance as if they had predicted the future, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Moreover, the other party's martial arts were somehow able to restrain him.
His expression could not help but turn ugly.
" What kind of lousy martial arts did Old Qiu teach?'
He instantly became even more jealous of Fang Cheng.
" This person in front of me is only about the same age as me. What right does he have to beat me? I'm the young prince of the Prince Zhao's residence. Who does he think he is?'
For a moment, jealousy burned in his heart, and his hands were in a mess.
This was also Fang Cheng's goal. It was meaningless to just kill Yang Kang.
Wouldn't it be better to deal with this kind of person with evil intentions by letting his anger attack his heart first and then slowly die in pain?
Who asked him to court death?
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