Anime: Fight Sukuna at the beginning?

Although he had only seen Li Yang fight once, and Fang Yi only had the memory of his opponent's face, the Li Yang in his dream was obviously very strong.

The opponent's eyes were calm and sharp. If a person with a weak will looked at him, his will to fight would immediately make a wavering sound like a leaf blown by the wind.

He stood there, not tall or strong, and even his whole body looked a little old compared to Fang Yi, who was now in his twenties, but his very symmetrical figure was like a stable and huge mountain, giving people a feeling that was difficult to shake.

As long as Li Yang stood there, he gave Fang Yi a feeling of a gnat shaking a tree, so Fang Yi, who had always been firm, was rarely shaken.

After Li Yang made the opening move of the White Eyebrow Fist, he looked at Fang Yi, who was somewhat shaken by his momentum. He did not take advantage of his trance to attack, but chose to put down his fist and wait for the enemy to recover.

Until Fang Yi took a deep breath, recovered his shaken spirit, got ready again, and the flame of fighting ignited in his eyes.

Li Yang also slowly raised his fists, posing a simple and neat posture, obviously ready to attack.

The two of them tested each other, taking small steps, staring at their opponents, looking for possible flaws in the enemy.

Li Yang suddenly dodged, his figure was as fast as lightning, and his right fist turned into a sharp and swift spear and hit Fang Yi in the face.

Fang Yi quickly dodged sideways, and at the same time, his left fist returned the favor, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue and heading straight for Li Yang's ribs.

Li Yang's body slightly tilted, and he easily resolved Fang Yi's attack, obviously with ease.

The next moment, Li Yang squatted down suddenly, and then stood up, like a spring that bounced back instantly after being pressed to the bottom, quickly releasing the accumulated energy, and his right leg turned into a black light and swept out, aiming directly at Fang Yi's waist.

Fang Yi had already caught the opponent's trace, but he had no room to dodge. The opponent's attack was swift and fast, like a crocodile lurking underwater suddenly jumping out of the water and attacking the prey that was still drinking water on the shore.

He had to stretch out his left arm to block, but he was still shocked by the power brought by Li Yang's legs and stepped back a few steps. At the same time, his arm was aching and felt like a bone fracture.

[Really strong, as expected, my strength plus a stronger body can suppress me]

While thinking, Fang Yi had to grit his teeth and try his best to stabilize his body, but took the initiative to attack Li Yang.

He knew that if he lost the initiative in this battle without any advantage in physical strength, strength, and agility, it would mean losing the chance of winning.

He quickly approached Li Yang, and his fists beat like raindrops falling in a heavy rain, hitting the opponent's upper, middle and lower three roads intensively.

Li Yang was not in a hurry. His hands were like two tough shields, accurately blocking every attack of Fang Yi.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the fierce wind brought by their fists was surging, and the scene was extremely intense.

Fang Yi suddenly changed his tactics, pretending to attack Li Yang's face, but actually kicked the opponent's lower body with his right leg.

Li Yang saw through Fang Yi's intention, jumped up quickly, avoided the attack, and at the same time spun in the air, and chopped down with his right leg in the air.

Fang Yi didn't have time to completely avoid it, so he could only use his arms to barely block it. As a result, his arms were naturally numb again, and his arms also made a faint cracking sound, which was obviously a formal fracture.

Li Yang succeeded in one blow, and he took advantage of the situation and did not spare anyone. His attacks came one after another, like approaching waves, forcing Fang Yi to retreat continuously.

Fang Yi was anxious, and he knew that he could not passively take the beating like this anymore.

He needed to quickly adjust his breathing, stabilize his mind, and look for the opponent's flaws.

Finally, during one of Li Yang's attacks, Fang Yi seized the opportunity, quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and punched Li Yang's shoulder with his right fist.

Li Yang should have felt a sharp pain under this attack, but he remained calm and did not waver at all. He reacted quickly as if he was not affected at all, and hit Fang Yi's chest with a very fast elbow.

Fang Yi's chest was stuffy and his eyes went black. He had to take a few steps back, but he did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he used this moment to distance himself and readjust his state.

The two sides confronted each other for a while. In this battle of injuries, Li Yang's shoulder was damaged and Fang Yi's chest ribs seemed to be broken.

Under the pain, both of them breathed quickly, but their eyes were still sharp.

Fang Yi knew that the Li Yang in his dream was not only a master with skills far superior to his own, but also a master with a calm mind.

And he himself had to find an opportunity to break through in this duel with almost no advantages.

At this time, the world in Fang Yi's eyes did not slow down. Obviously, [Preemptive Defeat] could not be used in this dream duel.

His arms began to swell a little. Obviously, both arms had fractures. If he blocked a few more times, his hands would lose their combat effectiveness.

But he felt that he had found the opportunity for his breakthrough.

[Even without [Preemptive Defeat], I would still instinctively find the formula for victory]

[Because I am Fang Yi, I made a vow that I would never lose before achieving my goal, so I will keep winning]

[People call me a genius, so I naturally have to act like a genius]

Looking at Li Yang's fist swinging at him again, without [Preemptive Defeat], Fang Yi felt that it slowed down and weakened.

This situation only means one thing.

Fang Yi has become stronger again.

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Looking at the White Eyebrow Fist used by Li Yang, Fang Yi could now catch more flaws in it.

In the final analysis, Fang Yi's White Eyebrow Fist was only deduced by the half-book of boxing explanations, and the entire White Eyebrow Fist was all imagined by himself.

In the past ten years, Fang Yi only practiced against wooden stakes, and then supplemented it with the training techniques he found everywhere.

And Li Yang in the dream was just this set of seemingly true boxing, so Fang Yi was naturally very familiar with its flaws.

It was just because the opponent's body suppressed him completely, so he was temporarily at a disadvantage.

And witnessing his own boxing from a different angle, as the creator, he would naturally improve some of the shortcomings.

After all, Li Yang was just an illusion. Although he was powerful, it was only based on his own strength when he just entered the dream.

Li Yang in the dream was like a mirror, reflecting the shortcomings of the boxing he deduced, and revealing these defects.

Looking at Li Yang, who was in danger of changing his moves but was caught by him repeatedly.

Fang Yi couldn't help but smile. Even if the opponent imitated his boxing skills, his body was much stronger than his.

But he just needed to fill in the loopholes in his boxing skills and deduce them to a higher level.

[You are me just now, and I am me now]

[I should be stronger than I was in the past, right? ]

Fang Yi's posture was upright, and his momentum gradually rose. Although his physical condition had declined, every move he made seemed natural and smooth, as if boxing had been integrated into his blood.

Another straight punch hit Li Yang's stomach. Before the opponent's face could become distorted, Fang Yi's left hand turned into an elbow, and a powerful elbow strike had already attacked the opponent's face.

The opponent's handsome and vicissitudes of life face turned into a pig's head.

Looking at the opponent's face that was already somewhat unrecognizable, Fang Yi showed a smile from the heart.

"It's just a fake. It only learned the skills I used ten minutes ago."

"Besides, it was in my dream. No one can beat me."

Li Yang was panting and his mind was a little unclear, but at this moment he withdrew from the fighting posture and began to reminisce with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi also put down his fist, wanting to hear what this strange yet familiar 'Li Yang' would say.

Li Yang's voice was low and powerful. He didn't talk about anything else, but just talked about his first meeting with Fang Yi.

"Do you still remember that fight?"

Fang Yi nodded. Although his memory was a little fuzzy, he still remembered that in the test that was related to whether he would have no worries about food and clothing in the second half of his life, every move of Li Yang was as fast as lightning, leaving him completely powerless to fight back.

"You are a genius, stronger than me. The important part of that thing should be given to you."

The dream gradually blurred, and Li Yang's figure gradually disappeared.

But his voice still echoed in Fang Yi's ears, as if it was the familiar yet strange words he heard before he suffocated in the fire.

"Live on."

Fang Yi opened his eyes and felt that he was just hallucinating.

"It's just a dream after all."