Let You Drive The Excavator, You Dug Out The Nuke

He closed his eyes, and with a thought, his whole body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning.

Whether it is boxing or palm skills, after several years of hard training.

It has become an instinctive reaction of his body.

Every punch and palm move is full of infinite power and passion.

Fang Yang performed those breathtaking moves with calmness and superb skills, completely above the ridicule of the outside world.

Although he has not actually interacted with netizens, or even met.

But Fang Yang knows that every performance he performs is in response to these barrages.

He proved his strength with his actions.

Looking up at the sky, the sun has gradually set.

Under the setting sun, the confidence and determination exuded by Fang Yang are reflected.

Whether it is success or failure, he will face it with the most authentic attitude.

Time passed by minute by second, and everyone present was shocked by his unparalleled strength.

Some words of exclamation and admiration gradually appeared in the barrage.

"genius!"

"sharp!"

"As expected of Fang Yang!"

Fang Yang still didn't stop, he was not dazzled by these praises.

He knows that practicing hard is the only way to make progress.

After a long period of hard training, Fang Yang's palm skills and techniques have reached a state of perfection.

Every move and every move he makes is smooth and precise.

Whether he is swinging his fists or performing palm techniques, his body seems to be fused with the energy between heaven and earth.

Every movement carries infinite power.

Fang Yang stood on the martial arts training ground with a fierce and calm aura around him.

He proudly used the palm skills taught to him by the abbot just now to perfection.

Showing his strength with extremely skillful movements.

After the practice, Fang Yang and Li Zhou went back to rest together.

They walked home in silence, each immersed in their own world.

Fang Yang felt his own growth and progress, and Ji Zhou could also see his changes.

Fang Yang and Li Zhou were walking home together. Night had fallen and the stars were shining.

In the silence, Fang Yang couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

He felt that his performance just now might have been too high-profile.

After all, he is the abbot's direct disciple, and it seems that he does not need to be so bold to show his strength on the martial arts field.

He wanted to know what Li Zhou thought of this.

Fang Yang stopped and walked towards.

"Li Zhou, was I too high-profile just now? Maybe I should be more low-key?"

Li Zhou raised his head and looked at Fang Yang, smiling.

"Fang Yang, your previous performance is indeed eye-catching. But I don't think it is wrong.

"The strength you show on the martial arts field can let others see your efforts and results."

Fang Yang listened quietly to Li Zhou's answer and thought about his behavior just now.

“But sometimes I worry that my high profile will leave a bad impression on others or cause some negative effects.

he asked.

Li Zhou paused and then said frankly.

"In fact, some people may be jealous or dissatisfied with your performance.

"But it's not your fault, you just showed your strength."

“And, for those who really know you and appreciate you, they will understand and be proud of you.

Fang Yang nodded slightly [Li Zhou's words touched him. .