I Changed My Profession To Boxing At The Beginning, And Used My Two Fists To Crush My Fate.

On the Suzaku steps.

Ye An ended the training.

Today is relatively early, I leave at 8pm, and usually practice until 10pm.

But the conference finals were to be played at ten o'clock the next morning.

Out of respect for Infinity, he goes to bed early.

There was joy on his face at this moment.

Because he broke the integer mark.

After you step into the threshold of unconscious energy accumulation, you will become stronger in three days.

But until ten days ago, he was stuck at 0.9 seconds.

It can only be charged unconsciously for 0.9 seconds and cannot be entered for one second.

There are only two ways to break the bottleneck.

Epiphany.

Dead practice!

Which one is better, hard to say!

One is hard to come by, and the other can be done by anyone, but with little effect.

Ye An didn't have an epiphany, he just relied on dead practice and passed!

A whole month and a half!

Really from 0 to 1!

Very comfortable!

Ji Qing came to pick me up on time.

She held Ye An across the ice steps and reached the bottom of the Suzaku Steps.

suddenly.

Ye An frowned.

I saw a gray-haired boy with his hands in his pockets, staring straight at him.

He had a pair of dead fish eyes and a slightly tilted chin. Ye An subconsciously felt that this man was very attractive.

Suddenly, the visitor turned his head and glanced at the Vermillion Bird Stairs, frowned and said, "Have you been repeating what you just did during this time?"

"Every time the battle ends, you leave in a hurry just to come here to train?"

"Yes, what?" Ye An nodded slightly.

Fang Tianlian said contemptuously: "Do you have Li He's infinite sword system?"

"Or Zhang Demon Slayer's God-King Body?"

"No, what's wrong?" Ye An replied.

Fang Tianlian shook his head and said, "It's a waste of time."

Very rude, even dismissive.

"You have the final say?" Ye An asked.

Fang Tianlian sneered and said: "Time must be used wisely. Your talent is your dream. What do you want to do by working so hard to train your body?"

"No matter how good your physical training is, without the blessing of a strong enough physical talent, you are nothing more than a lump of tendon meat."

"Unconscious accumulation of energy is indeed amazing, but it is incompatible with your talent."

"I'm really curious. Don't schools in small cities even teach such basic things?"

"I heard that your father practices boxing."

"So you did this because of your father?"

"You want to be like your father, who died incompetently on the battlefield with his wife."

After hearing this, Ye An lowered his head and smiled, then suppressed his breath and asked, "So you came here specifically to say these things?"

"Don't do such a meaningless thing. If you were pushed to the ground and beaten by me tomorrow, wouldn't you look stupid?"

Fang Tianlian laughed disdainfully and said, "Stop teasing me."

"If I let you practice here for another ten years, your weak fists will never be able to hit me in the face."

"I came here to see what you do every day."

"After all, everyone is saying in my ears that you are the descendant of Ye Tianwen, the heir to dreams and epics."

"So I'm inevitably curious."

"What secret weapon are you preparing to deal with me?"

"Looking at it now, it's really disappointing."

Fang Tianlian shook his head.

Suddenly, he noticed Ji Qing's eyes turned cold.

Fang Tianlian's face darkened slightly and he said, "He is indeed a weakling who can only rely on women."

After saying that, Fang Tianlian turned into a breeze and left.

Suddenly, Ye An's eyes narrowed and he said, "Are you scared?"

The wind that was about to disperse suddenly solidified.

Fang Tianlian asked with a look of disbelief on his face: "Am I afraid? What are you afraid of?"

"Don't talk so funny!"

I heard Ye An quickly say: "You are frightened by the speed of my progress."

"Don't talk about incompatible talents. Your talents also use this skill."

"All elemental masters require concentration to cast spells, so there are corresponding unconscious spellcastings!"

"But you can't do it."

"But I managed to accumulate energy unconsciously like a martial artist, and I accumulated it longer and longer every day!"

"So you are anxious and want to see how I do it."

"This is one of them!"

"Second, let me guess."

"Three thousand years ago, your parents were humiliated by my ancestors."

"Loss of face!"

"Your extremely petty father still holds a grudge against Ye Tianwen to this day!"

"But Ye Tianwen has passed away."

"I showed up."

"So, during this period, your parents must have been telling you that if you want to win me, you must humiliate me severely, right?"

"There is no need to deny it. You just said it yourself. Someone talks about me in your ears every day."

"When you listen to your fathers' descriptions of their dreams, and see my continuous progress, you suddenly feel that you may not be able to win for sure, so you come and take a look."

"Admit it, you're afraid of me."

Ye An suddenly grinned, his eyes penetrating.

Fang Tianlian's face was a little stiff, but after only a moment, he said coldly: "I can openly admit that I felt a little unstable before today."

"But now I feel too stable!"

"Do you know why?"

"Because you pissed me off!"

"A guy like you who comes from a small place has no idea what the talent level of our Gao Tianyu is!"

"With your narrow vision, you can't even imagine how powerful we are!"

"Your fight was so boring that it made me sick to my stomach. It was just a few blows, straight punches, uppercuts, and I almost spit out the food I just ate."

"I just hope time goes by faster!"

"At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, if I, Fang Tianlian, can't step on your head and rub it on the ground, I'll call you daddy!"

After the words fell, Fang Tianlian snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook the cliff beside him.

A huge storm vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, with faint lightning and thunder.

The air flow becomes rapid, scraping people's cheeks.

He stared straight at Ye An and pointed his finger to the side!

The next second, all the storms passed through the forest under the cliff.

"Boom!"

The storm swept through the woods with a radius of one kilometer. In just three seconds, the ground was devastated and the soil flew upside down into the sky.

"Do you see clearly? This is something that your fists will never be able to do in your lifetime!"

"And this is only 10% of my power."

Fang Tianlian raised his index finger, made a 1 sign, sneered at Ye An, twisted his neck, turned around and left.

After returning home.

Fang Wuji stared at his son expressionlessly and asked, "How is it?"

"He is very arrogant." Fang Tianlian's eyes were cold.

"I'm asking what do you think of his strength?" Fang Wuji said solemnly.

"Strength?" Fang Tianlian said with a little anger in his eyes, "Dad, let me tell you this."

"He should be lucky that he is in Phoenix Sky Forest."

"If he were in a place where he could kill freely, he would already be a corpse!"

“What’s so great about dreams?”

After hearing the last sentence, Fang Wuji's eyes turned cold and he said: "No matter what, don't underestimate that strange talent!"

"Don't give Ye An time to show his strength. The battle begins. Kill him directly as quickly as possible!"

Fang Tianlian's eyes showed a shadow of murderous intent, and said: "If we don't deal with him, my surname will not be Fang from now on!"

"Okay!" Fang Wuji said loudly.