Poor Flash Ability? I Backhand A Light-Speed Kick

"How can it be?"

"What kind of evil magic did you use?"

"With my speed, it's impossible not to touch you. It must be an illusion."

After Fang Jingming attacked for dozens of times, he failed to touch Lu Yuanjun at all.

All attacks will be avoided the moment they are about to hit him.

This happens once, it's acceptable, it's just good luck.

What about twice?

A dozen times.

Even if it happens dozens of times, this cannot be explained by luck.

Fang Jingming realized the problem. He couldn't meet Lu Yuanjun, or his strength surpassed his own, and his speed was higher than his own, not just a little bit, but by a lot, maybe not on the same level.

This idea was denied by him at the first time. It was impossible.

His speed is something he is proud of. Over the years, he has defeated countless opponents with his super speed.

How many geniuses have died in despair at his speed.

Those geniuses are just outstanding in school, but they are nothing after leaving school.

"Hallucination, when did you use illusion?"

There is such an ability, which is the ability to possess illusions, which can make people fall into illusions without knowing it.

People who don't have enough concentration will gradually fall into it.

Fang Jingming suspected that he had been cast an illusion and thus lost himself.

"Break it for me."

Pain can make illusions ineffective.

This is Fang Jingming's method and his experience.

Cutting his arm, the blood and pain stimulated his nerves.

Lu Yuanjun looked at Fang Jingming's methods and shook his head, not knowing what to say.

I would rather believe that it is an illusion than believe in his speed.

A wound could not free him from the illusion.

Fang Jingming gritted his teeth and gave himself another chance.

Wounds, torn open.

The severe pain made Fang Jingming's eyes red.

This time the wound was deeper, deep into the bone marrow.

"The illusion should be broken."

He gritted his teeth and stared at Mr. Lu Yuan.

The sharp claws pointed at Mr. Lu Yuan.

The body disappeared very quickly, and only a phantom could be seen.

In Lu Yuanjun's eyes, his speed is still very slow, no different from others.

Maybe a little faster, but no different from an ant.

Faster, slower, it's useless.

As long as it doesn't exceed the speed of light, nothing can surprise him.

In this world, there are very few people who can travel faster than the speed of light. For a moment, no such person exists.

The flash ability is, basically, one of the fastest abilities.

I dare not say it is the fastest.

Lu Yuanjun knows that there is another ability that can be very fast, which is comparable to his light speed.

That kind of ability has probably not been developed yet.

"Teacher Fang, has anyone ever said that you are very slow?"

Taking a step back, Mr. Lu Yuan had already seen through his actions.

Taking another step back to the left, Fang Jingming's paw just missed it.

All this is in Lu Yuanjun's plan.

No surprises whatsoever.

"I do not believe."

"I am Fang Jingming, who has experienced hundreds of battles."

One move, two moves, three moves.

Change yourself, change again, keep changing.

I changed it three times in a row, but the final result was still the same.

Nothing changed, he still couldn't touch Mr. Lu Yuan.

"yawn."

The yawning Lu Yuanjun looked so lazy that people were speechless.

When Fang Jingming saw this, his anger exploded again.

"Mole."

body, transforming into a mole, increasing his speed.

Fang Jingming gave up his strongest fighting stance and transformed into an animal form.

This form can be faster and lacks a bit of human flexibility.

"Oh drink, do you want the ultimate speed?

"It's a pity that you still can't touch me."

Mr. Lu Yuan took a step back and got out of the way.

He turned sideways and dodged again.

Avoid again, move out of the way again.

After dodging several times, Fang Jingming was completely confused.

The whole person was stunned.

He looked at his hands, and his invincible attack moves were reduced to a joke at this moment.

"I am Fang Jingming, a sharp-edged mole. How can I be slower than him?"

Quick Knife is his name.

A pair of sickle claws is his sharpest weapon.

The two combined made his assassination technique very easy.

But in front of Mr. Lu Yuan, he was deflated.

The first time I was deflated.

The most confident speed in the past, I couldn't touch anyone.

"Teacher Fang, it seems that you still don't realize the difference between you and me."

Mr. Lu Yuan continued to stimulate him: "To other people, your speed is very fast, but in my eyes, it is really slow."

"A turtle can climb faster than you."

Kill people and kill your heart.

This sentence completely made Fang Jingming crazy.

He can mock himself as unworthy of being a teacher.

However, you can’t laugh at yourself for being slow.

This is his bottom line and principle.

"I don't believe I can't touch you."

"Lu Yuanjun, what's the point of you being fast?"

"You can't beat me."

"It's nothing if you can only avoid it, haha."

He also tried to mock Lu Yuanjun's power.

I only dare to dodge, but don't dare to fight head-on.

Lu Yuanjun smiled.

"Teacher Fang, are you sure?"

He doesn't want to play anymore.

A boring life, a boring fight.

"It's time to end this boring battle."

Mr. Lu Yuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking like an arrogant person.

Likewise, he is also extremely arrogant.

It seems to be saying that you, Fang Jingming, are not worthy of me taking action.

"you……"

"Lu Yuanjun, you are too arrogant."

"That makes no sense."

Fang Jingming was going crazy.

This person actually humiliated him like this.

He, Fang Jingming, had never been so humiliated before.

Although he is not gold, he is an eighth-level silver man, but no one dares to humiliate him.

"Three strikes with the sickle."

The cold light flashed, and his scythe struck quickly.

Mr. Lu Yuan smiled faintly.

Raise your right foot and support the ground with your left foot.

He struck a very arrogant and outrageous pose.

"This posture?" Fang Ming's eyes lit up. It was a familiar movement, and Boss Lu was about to take action.

Li Bailing stared at Lu Yuanjun's movements, his eyes flashing.

It seemed like the first time I saw Song Mingyue, so carefully, so close.

"That is……"

Vaguely, she saw light condensed on Lu Yuanjun's right foot.

This was the first time Zhang Ke'er saw this scene. Not knowing why, she asked doubtfully: "What is his move?"

"You will know soon, Zhang Ke'er, watch it carefully and carefully. After reading it, I guarantee you will be surprised."

Fang Ming said excitedly that he was extremely lucky to be able to see Boss Lu performing this trick again.

Teacher Fang Jingming's attack passed by Lu Yuanjun, but he found that the person in front of him was already a phantom.

He was nowhere to be seen at the scene.

"when."

When Fang Jingming was still looking for Mr. Lu Yuan, a familiar and arrogant voice came to his ears.

"Teacher Fang, have you ever been kicked by a light?"

Fang Jingming turned his head sharply, and then his pupils widened.

His body was shaking violently.

The whole person is chanting.

"Do not kill me."