The best soldier of the beautiful president

Chapter 62
But the fierce style of his punches has not changed.

Ye Tianfeng was also surprised: Did this guy take some kind of elixir that automatically replenishes energy all the time?Or practiced something similar to practicing cheating?
But here is the modern world, and the kind of technology that is very realistic is the primary productive force!This is not that grotesque fantasy world.

Wu Ming, who was leaning on the mountain wall over there, began to worry about Ye Tianfeng again.

At the beginning, she saw that Ye Tianfeng was able to dodge Fan Weizhong's punches freely, and she was a little happy in her heart, but immediately she also saw that Fan Weizhong's punches were not only not declining, but seemed to be getting more and more courageous!
She thought to herself: The young man can block it for a while, but can he block it for a long time?

Facing Fan Weizhong's bravery, Ye Tianfeng's eyes narrowed!He knew that if he didn't take any measures, he would soon be punched.

In fact, Fan Weizhong didn't have anything similar to the cheating devices described in fantasy novels, nor did he have anything similar to pills.He knew that his set of punches was almost finished, and if the opponent was not knocked down after punching, the opponent would counterattack.

"Ho—

Fan Weizhong roared suddenly, and Ye Tianfeng saw the fist shadows all over the sky condensed into a huge shadow, covering himself, as if the moonlight had disappeared.

At this moment, a thought flashed in Ye Tianfeng's heart: Fan Weizhong was much stronger than the Li Hongliang who pursued Zhuang Yiqing back then.

Perhaps this move is Fan Weizhong's ultimate skill, or it can be said to be the bottom of the box.

Seeing Fan Weizhong's fist shadow condensed into a huge shadow that completely covered Ye Tianfeng, Wu Ming's pupils also shrank: she vaguely felt that she had heard the name of this move, but she couldn't call it out for a while.

And this trick contains some kind of self-injury factor!Had Fan Weizhong been forced into this without knowing it?In Wu Ming's heart, he felt more and more incredible towards Ye Tianfeng.

Who is this mysterious young man?Why have I never heard of it before?
One must know that although Wuming lives in seclusion in the deep mountains of Mu County, he still has a general understanding of the numerous masters in the Shicheng area, especially the four major groups to which the fourth son of Shicheng belongs.

Shicheng is about to become the second largest city in China after the capital. In addition to the mysterious treasure that has been rumored in the dark, even some of the world's most skilled people in China have come out one after another, let alone tea.And even if she wanted to stay out of it, some people would do everything possible to lure her in.

And even the emperor cannot completely control his own destiny, let alone other people?
At this moment, Wu Ming knew that even if he shouted hoarsely again, Fan Weizhong would not stop.

She wanted to rush over, but suddenly felt dizzy again.

"boom--

With a loud noise, Ye Tianfeng felt that it was almost difficult for him to breathe.In fact, Fan Weizhong was like this suddenly, and he could no longer choose to avoid it, but his condition was so good tonight, Ye Tianfeng suddenly had some kind of challenge to himself in his heart.

When Fan Weizhong fell into the small ditch next to him, Wuming was a little stunned.

But the one who was more surprised than her was Fan Weizhong himself.

Fan Weizhong raised his blood-red eyes in the ditch, and stared at Ye Tianfeng like a monster.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly used his hands and feet together, like a tortoise that has flipped its shell, and began to crawl rapidly.

Ye Tianfeng was dumbfounded again by that giant salamander trick, which was passed down from South Asia.

But in an instant, Fan Weizhong's body had disappeared in the weeds.

He was seriously injured!Seeing Fan Weizhong dragging the blood on the grass, Ye Tianfeng made up his mind.

For this obscene monk, this is the best punishment for him. It is expected that he will not be able to act aggressively in a short time.

Ye Tianfeng raised his head, seeing Wu Ming was also looking at him.

By the moonlight, Ye Tianfeng found out with a little surprise: Wuming turned out to be a prostitute, although she was dressed as a nun, she had a special charm.

It's really like an orchid in the empty valley that doesn't eat the fireworks in the world!No wonder Fan Weizhong became a monk for her.

Compared with Li Aoxue's gorgeousness, although Wuming is slightly inferior, her temperament is more ethereal.

In terms of character, Li Aoxue is as cold as ice, but this nun has a faint and approachable taste.

Perhaps the latter point was due to Wu Ming's reward for Ye Tianfeng's rescue of her at a critical moment, but the latter insisted on completely distinguishing it from Li Aoxue's character.

Wu Ming first saluted Ye Tianfeng and proclaimed a Buddhist name, thanking him for his rescue.

But in the end, she looked like she was about to fall down.

Ye Tianfeng hurried over.

Fan Weizhong's previous blow was indeed too powerful, and Ye Tianfeng himself still felt his blood surging, but he was not too immobile to walk.

What's more, Jian Wuming is such a stunning nun, the impulsiveness of the young guy also drives him to rush over at once.

Ye Tianfeng supported Wuming with both hands, in fact, he was in a half-embraced state.

Suddenly being hugged by a young man, Wu Ming seemed to struggle reflexively, but then he didn't know whether he was unable to struggle or just gave up.

In this situation and the scene, the pale moonlight that had been in Ye Tianfeng's mind before suddenly became so poetic and picturesque.The chirping of night birds and the chirping of insects seem to be playing Mozart's serenade.

Ye Tianfeng felt for a moment that he was about to change from a barbarian soldier king to a poet.

Ye Tianfeng was so selfless that he almost closed his eyes just by hugging a stunning nun who was almost non-human.

Especially the remote and unique fragrance of Wu Ming, he knew that this must be the smell of the orchid in the empty valley in the legend, not the faint fragrance of the leaves from the distant mountains!

"Young man, where are you from?"

But at this moment, Wuming's heart is actually full of poetic and picturesque feelings.

In her heart, she actually wanted to ask: Is Ye Tianfeng the legendary, heroic god in Greek mythology who came to save her, a woman in distress.

She can't say that she has never really been in love in her life, and she doesn't know what love is in the world.

But at this moment, she had an illusion that she seemed to have heard the call of the god of love.

She seemed to have seen Cupid's arrow, and the little angel with a pair of silver and cute wings holding the bow.

And Ye Tianfeng was completely intoxicated in a kind of lover's mutual cuddle at this moment, his mind began to expand, and his imagination began to flow, as if he hadn't heard Wu Ming's soft question.

And the others closed their eyes as if they were enjoying it, almost drooling.

"Ah! What's the matter with you?"

Wu Ming turned around and saw him like this, but misunderstood him a little panicked: Ye Tianfeng didn't seem to be falling asleep for a moment, but rather fainted.

Didn't he fight Fan Weizhong just now?
Fan Weizhong, who was originally invincible, was finally injured and fled in embarrassment. It is expected that Ye Tianfeng's health is actually not very good, right?
(End of this chapter)