She bit her red lips tightly and glanced at everyone. They all stared at the stage with their eyes shining, looking at Fang Han with pity, as if he had already lost.

Gao Jie asked Xu Yifei in a low voice: "Is there any problem with Fang Han?"

"Just look!" Xu Yifei smiled and said, "This time Sun Peng wants to be strong!"

"This Fang Han is so powerful?" Sun Mingyue turned her head and asked with a crisp voice.

Her voice is crisp and she speaks with great ease, making people feel comfortable.

Xu Yifei smiled and said, "Mingyue, the old squad leader's apprentice, is even better than the old squad leader. Do you think your elder brother can get it well?"

Sun Mingyue looked at Fang Han: "He is really better than the old squad leader?"

When she met her elder brother, she was full of people who had good kung fu skills and admired the old squad leader Ge Sizhuang the most, but unfortunately she was promoted and transferred.

Every time my elder brother talks about it, he feels like Dugu Qiubai. From then on, there are no opponents in the military camp again, which is really boring!

Unexpectedly, an old squad leader's apprentice popped up so soon. Thinking of this, she stared at Fang Han with interest and observed carefully.

"He is still a student?" She turned her head and asked Xu Yifei.

Xu Yifei nodded: "Freshman."

"It looks quite mature." Sun Mingyue said: "I'm twenty years old?"

"Nineteen." Xu Yifei said: "He looks mature, like he is twenty or thirty years old?"

"When did you take the old squad leader as your teacher?"

"Last military training ended last year, I was still the one who led me." Xu Yifei smiled and said, "Mingyue is worthy of being a criminal investigation, is it the bottom line?"

Sun Mingyue smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Xu, I'm sorry. I'm getting an occupational disease again."

Xu Yifei smiled and said, "Don't worry, he has a clean life experience, no problem!"

Sun Mingyue nodded: "Since he is Captain Ge's apprentice, of course there is no problem."

"Look, your elder brother is going to be in trouble!" Xu Yifei said hurriedly, staring at the stage.

Sun Mingyue also stared at the two of them.

Sun Peng slid and rushed towards Fang Han. Fang Han avoided him. Sun Peng took two steps and waved his hands like a crab toward Fang Han.

Fang Han slid his feet and gently put them on his arm. Sun Peng suddenly turned around and landed heavily with a "bang".

He thrust a carp and looked at Fang Han in surprise. No one understood what was going on. It seemed that Sun Peng had somersaulted for no reason.

"Come again!" Sun Peng shouted and rushed towards Fang Han.

Fang Han reached out and Sun Peng turned around in the air again. He landed heavily with a "bang", and his posture and movement were exactly the same as before.

Sun Peng slowly got up, twisted his neck and shook his arms, and his expression was solemn.

This time he changed his approach, steadily approaching Fang Han step by step, and when he got closer, he punched his chest with a fierce punch.

Fang Han's hand was on his wrist at some point, and Sun Peng flew out with a slight trembling.

He hit the rope and then bounced to the ground, feeling a little embarrassed.

Logically speaking, he was possessed of hard qigong and fell like tickling it. He should have turned over and stood up quickly, without any impact.

But this time he slowly got up, with a hard look on his face, and then stood up and shook his arms hard, looking very uncomfortable.

He stopped after a few breaths, stared at Fang Han, and secretly called "Evil".

Fang Han seemed to have an electric drill on his hand, or it was like a rotating spiral at a high speed. He was thrown away as soon as he touched it, or was drilled into his arm by a strange force. Hard Qigong could not stop it.

"Come again!" He shouted loudly. As soon as the voice fell, Fang Han slid closer, and threw him again, without any strength to fight back.

He said with some anger: "How about head-on!"

Fang Han smiled: "Okay!"

Sun Pengsong breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated his luck. His fist seemed to have grown wider, and then he pounded it out violently, trying to knock Fang Han away and let out the stuffy air that was held in his chest.

Fang Han stretched out his palms and pressed them, and the fists and palms intersected. With a dull "bang", Sun Peng staggered back and hit the rope, staring at Fang Han in disbelief.

The position where he was originally standing was broken into pieces, as if he was smashed from the air by a huge hammer.

Fang Han stood steadily, looking at him with a smile, his feet safe and sound.

"This..." Sun Peng was dissatisfied and rushed over with another punch. Fang Han put his hand on and dragged it. Sun Peng rotated like a spiral, and finally staggered to the ground.

"Brother!" Sun Mingyue sang: "Okay!"

Sun Peng lay on the ground and gasped and couldn't stand up.

Fang Han stepped forward and patted his back gently. Sun Peng got ready and turned over and stood up.

Fang Han clasped his fists and said, "Take it!"

Sun Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Old Xu didn't tell any lies, you are really amazing!"

He turned his head and glared at everyone: "Look at what you should do, go do whatever you should do!"

Everyone scattered and returned to their original positions, but their eyes drifted towards Fang Han from time to time.

Sun Peng was the first to defeat Haitian. He claimed that he was invincible in the fight against Haitian. Only one person surpassed him. Now another one ran out, and they were very excited.

Fang Han and others came to a room to sit down, Xu Yifei smiled and said, "Sun Peng, how are you convinced?"

"I'm convinced!" Sun Peng exclaimed: "Brother Fang is really amazing. Even if I tied up ten of them together, I'm not a match!"

The hard qigong that relies on it to win was useless and his speed was far inferior, so he had no strength to fight back.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back, you'll get a good meal!" Xu Yifei said.

Sun Peng laughed and said, "I think it's a good harvest. Brother Fang, let's talk about it another day!"

"Brother!" Sun Mingyue frowned.

Sun Peng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a question."

Everyone parted, Fang Han and Li Tang returned to the villa. Li Tang looked tired and lazy and didn't want to talk or pay attention to him.

Fang Han knew the reason, sat down on the sofa and hugged her in his arms, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I have a question."

"Didn't you say that practicing martial arts is not about being competitive?" Li Tang glared at him unhappily.

Fang Han smiled and said, "I have a purpose in competing with him."

“…what hard qigong?”

"Um."

"You still need to practice hard qigong?"

"His hard qigong is unique, I want to practice it. Think about it, I have really practiced it, who can hurt me in the future?"

"No matter how well you practice, you can block the bullet?" Li Tang shook his head: "My teacher's wife often says that you are wasting your efforts, and modern society does not need martial arts."

Fang Han said: "The use of martial arts is not to hit people, but to save yourself. You think that if you encounter a car accident, the martial arts practitioners will be agile and able to avoid it. Those who have not practiced martial arts will not be able to avoid it. Maybe they have practiced martial arts for half their lives. This is the true meaning of martial arts practice. Isn't it?"

"Well..." Li Tang thought about it. In the last car accident, if he had no martial arts skills, he would have lost his life. He nodded helplessly: "It makes some sense. But don't try too hard!"

Fang Han smiled and kissed her smooth forehead: "I understand!"

———

Early the next morning, Fang Han got up, the doorbell rang, and Sun Peng appeared with a smile on his face. He was holding a wooden box in his arms.

"Brother Sun?" Fang Han smiled and said, "So early?"

"It's not too early!" Sun Peng squeezed in, put the box aside, and clapped his hands: "For us martial arts practitioners, this is too late!"

Fang Han shook his head and smiled, "Is this..."

"A box of red wine collected by the old man, do you like red wine bar?"

"It's okay." Fang Han nodded: "It's too wasteful."

Sun Peng waved his hand: "Let's fight, we're friends. Don't be polite to me. The old man doesn't lack this box of wine!"

"Then I'll accept it!" Fang Han smiled.

Fang Han could see that Sun Peng was a person who was very good to his friends but had a high vision and did not easily make friends. If he could not beat him, he would not look down on him at all. He was too lazy to pay attention to him. If he beat him, he would instead convince him and be friends with his heart.

Sun Peng said: "Let's have a conversation!"

"Go upstairs and go to the practice room." Fang Han led him upstairs and then entered his own practice room.

"Is this master you master trained here?" Sun Peng looked around and smiled, "The place is a little simpler."

"It's just a place to practice, there's no need to be too luxurious." Fang Han smiled/

"That's true." Sun Peng said: "Today I'm here to teach you General Armor, be careful!"

He squatted violently, and with a "buzzing", it seemed as if the strings of the piano were trembling, and his body stretched into a bow and shot towards Fang Han, almost a sneak attack.

Fang Han subconsciously punched out, "bang" Sun Peng's body froze, straight and motionless. After a moment, his face turned red and his whole body was sweating.

Fang Han walked behind him with a smile, patted his vest, and said with a smile: "Which is this?"
To be continued...