Linjiang City, Jiangnan Province.

Linjiang City is the second most prefecture-level city in Jiangnan Province after the provincial capital. It has developed rapidly in recent years, and Fang Cheng's home is also in Linjiang City.

"Lao Fang, before Xiaocheng went to college, I was looking forward to him leaving." Chen Rong had just finished her meal and had not cleaned up her dishes and sat on the chair with a slightly worried look: "But he was really hurt by college, and I realized that this day was coming too fast, so I couldn't accept it."

"Xiaocheng went to college and could only go home for a while during the winter and summer vacations. He felt empty. And when he graduated and went to work, he would have no time to come back."

"The child has grown up, hey, I don't expect him to be successful now. In the past, I always used to inspire Fang Yuanhua from his second uncle's family, but now... as long as he can live a healthy and happy life, we will grow old in the future. We can often go home to see..."

Chen Rong started talking, she really missed her son.

The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles away, while the mother is worried when she is away.

These are things that Fang Wendao cannot understand and understand. But he hopes that his son will become successful, and he also understands that people cannot force it.

My second brother's child heard that he received scholarships and became a student union cadre in school. At the end of the year, he received another scholarship of 5,000, and his future is bright! Xiaocheng is already lucky enough to be admitted to Yunhai University. Fang Wendao no longer expects too much, and he doesn't want to put pressure on his children.

As a father, he is not a dragon, so why should he hope his son will become a dragon?

He sighed faintly: "Fuck, if you miss the child, just go to the phone. Don't think about it alone. The child's future life will be his own, so let's not worry."

"Don't worry? What should I do if Xiaocheng buys a house and car in the future?" Chen Rong glanced at Chen Wendao, then looked at the food he had eaten on the table, and said blankly: "We have worked hard in the past few years. In the future, Xiaocheng's money for buying a house in the future, we can help get a down payment..."

Which mother didn't think about her children like this? Chen Rong sat blankly for a while. She picked up her phone and under the trend of modernization, she would also use her smartphone.

She posted a few QQs, waiting for Fang Cheng's answer, and thoughts kept passing through her mind.

My son is coming back soon and I don’t think about these things anymore.

Chen Rong's mood had just improved, and she looked at the screen again. Why has Xiaocheng not returned to QQ? It has been three minutes since I heard that the phone call just now can still be connected?

Then make a phone call.

Chen Rong clicked on the address book on the screen, found Fang Cheng's phone number, dialed it, and then rang for more than half a minute. Fang Cheng didn't answer. Chen Rong frowned and decided to wash the dishes first, and then call her son.

What she didn't know was that Fang Cheng was fighting fiercely with Tan An on the ring at this moment!

Yunhai City Xiaomingzhu Cup Martial Arts Competition.

On the ring, Tan An exploded after accumulating strength and attacked Fang Cheng! Whether it was the audience in the stands or the quarterfinals of the eight warriors in the rest area, they all stared at this scene.

The champion is about to be produced!

The strengths and weaknesses are the strengths and weaknesses, and those who do not practice martial arts can easily distinguish them. Some viewers who support Fang Cheng, holding their hands tightly and their eyes are still motionless, were nervous and disappointed. They knew that Fang Cheng would lose without any suspense.

Sun Jingya also changed from sitting and lying down to leaning forward. She didn't want to see it, but she had to see it. The facts told her that there was almost no hope of turning against adversity. For some reason, a faint melancholy filled her heart like a river.

disappointment.

This is the disappointment in all those who support Fang Cheng.

"kindness……"

Fang Cheng stood upright with sweat all over his body. He felt the sound of the wind. In his vision, Tan An was like a tiger down the mountain. His hideous and fierce face, and even the sweat on his face, could see clearly. How could he resist it? His arms were sore and he couldn't lift his strength. He could only raise his arms and no longer effectively defended.

But his mind was silent, as if it was a strange tranquility before the outbreak, only the smoke of the visual extinct volcano was fluttering and gushing vigorously.

At this moment, the scene of the 17-style visualization in his mind changed drastically!

A rolling heat surges out!

It was the roaring underground magma! It was the surface soil layer that was falling apart! A hot tent burst out! The volcano erupted!

"boom!"

It was like a rolling slurry flowing in Fang Cheng's body, wandering around in a vast and powerful way. The seventeen styles of fire and explosive were practiced at this critical moment!

Fang Cheng didn’t have time to be happy or cheer!

Because his physical strength is almost exhausted, even if the Yanhuofu Style 17 is an advanced playing method, the amount may not be generated out of thin air! He does not have the strength to support the release of the Yanhuofu Style 17!

"Strength: 2, Agility: 0.5, Spirit: 0.9, Yuan Energy: 14."

Suddenly, he was blessed to his mind. When his thoughts moved, the symbol under his vision flashed, and the attribute became "Strength: 2.2, Agility: 0.5, Spirit: 0.9, Yuan Energy: 12."

"Boom! Boom!"

Fang Cheng only felt a huge force coming out of his body. He didn't have time to think about whether the increase in strength would affect his body. At this moment, he just wanted to block this punch!

"Bang bang!"

Two dull collisions! Fang Cheng actually blocked his left arm and fisted.

Hum! Inhale, Fang Cheng's body was beaten and trembled twice, and then the volcano erupted even more violently! The seventeenth style of the Fire and Explosion is to open and close, surging and grand!

Fang Cheng thrust forward and his right fist directly tilted towards Tan An!

The change in an instant was not only stunned, but Tan An himself was stunned for a moment, but was actually blocked?

Hum? This punch? Tan An made a sudden move with his left hand, and his right hand was about to poke out. He made a move of the black tiger to continue attacking with his heart.

Before he could insert his right fist, he was hit by the huge force from his left arm and trembled all over his body!

Tan An was shocked!

This punch almost disintegrated his center of gravity!

What's going on! Tan An's heart was broken. An opponent who was about to lose was inexplicably holding up his own decisive blow and counterattacked with a punch, almost defeating him?

He changed his mind, but he was not panicked!

Just now, he was just careless. So what if he is strong? The power of the tiger fist can completely make up for the gap in strength!

And the strength of the two is only one slim!

Fang Cheng took a step forward, his body shaking, as if a wave of heat erupted from his body!

Bang bang bang bang is another unreasonable three punches!

Tan An had long abandoned his distracting thoughts and calmed down in his heart! His fierce and fearlessness relying on the tiger-shaped fist, although his body was trembling and he took two steps back, his eyes were bright!

The tiger-shaped fist exerted force instantly and grinded away the attack!

Tan An's heart flashed, and he wanted to counterattack with his rich martial arts experience.

"snort."

He groaned and his body stagnated!

Last night's red wine... On a dreamy night, his muscles were tense and exerting force, but his body didn't keep up.

Fang Chengke didn't know Tan An's mistake. He was imagining the seventeenth style of Yanhuo in his mind, and his hands kept moving, punching out one punch at a time, or hitting it straight out, or from bottom to top.

When his body collided, Fang Cheng directly knocked Tan An backwards step by step with two punches.

Tiger-shaped fist emphasizes how to sharp claws that are fierce and straight forward and lose their power? As soon as they withdraw, Tan An's breathing is messy!

The situation is not good!

Tan An was beaten and his martial arts struggle experience was turbulent in his heart, and he could not find a way to fight back.

Fang Cheng bullied himself, the volcano was still erupting! The power was still rushing!

How to stop!

Tan An took a short breath, bounced his only remaining strength and forced a hard attack!

Bang! The dull and heavy collision sounded, as if echoing in the hearts of every audience, making them tremble for a moment! Their heads were confused, and the shocked emotions spread throughout the audience, silent!

After Tan An blocked the attack, his airs completely dispersed! The center of gravity had collapsed! His body involuntarily fell backwards!

In the audience's horrified sight, Fang Cheng followed the trend and beat Tan An with another whip!

When a volcano erupts, the earth cannot block it, and the sky cannot cover it!

Tan An flew back with a bang, and his body fell down and fell heavily on the black ground of the ring!

After Fang Cheng exploded for more than ten seconds, the heat flow in his body also dissipated a lot. He had already succeeded in the first time in the Fire and Seventeenth Stage! Although the remaining strength was still there, Fang Cheng shook his body, controlling his desire to take action, and looking at Tan An who fell to the ground.

At this time, the referee also hurriedly reacted, raised his right hand and announced loudly:

"Fang Chengsheng!"

Fang Chengsheng? All this is so dreamy and so unreal, even in Fang Cheng's own eyes!

It was not until he heard the verdict that Fang Cheng relaxed slightly, supported his hands on his legs, gasping, and stared at Tan An tightly.

After reacting, Tan An pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly, and his face trembled violently.

I lost the championship with a certainty! If it weren't for last night... I might have had a chance to win! The abyss-like regret swallowed his heart.

However, the audience was not paying attention to him, but the young man standing in the middle of the ring, breathing heavily!

Fang Cheng didn't say anything. He felt his body hot, as if it was hotter than a fever, so he was about to melt him! Although it was late winter, the air conditioner was turned on to the venue with maximum power, and the temperature was still normal!

He bowed to Tan An, then surrounded the stands, waved to the audience, then glanced at the referee, and hurriedly walked off the stage! Go and take a shower! Thousands of spectators were left as dumb as the 8th-four warriors with straight eyes in the rest area.

So hot!

Fang Cheng was both ecstatic and passionate.

In the locker room, Fang Cheng opened the door of the bathroom, put his cell phone, took off his martial arts uniforms he wore, walked straight under the faucet, and adjusted to a temperature of cold water.

The slightly cool water hit Fang Cheng's body.

Only then did he take a breath and sigh with joy and happiness.

Damn, the Seventeen Styles of Fire and Fire are so powerful, and the sequelae are too serious. Until now, his body is still as hot as boiling water!

And he even added two points of Yuan energy to power. Fang Cheng looked at the attributes from the perspective: "Strength: 2.2, Agility: 0.6, Spirit: 0.9, Yuan energy: 12."

kindness?

Agility has changed?

Is it because your physical fitness has improved? It has driven agility. In other words, your attributes can not only be increased by meta-energy points, but also by training?

The water flow fell from above and hit the body, making a rustling sound. Fang Cheng stood quietly, thinking about something.
Chapter completed!