Upon discovering this situation, Fang Chen spared no effort, saying whatever came to mind that was too cheesy to bear.
"Little Chili Pepper Yaoyue, you have to take responsibility for me, I still..." Just as Yaoyue caught up with him again, Fang Chen spoke up once more, only to find that Yaoyue's speed hadn't decreased at all, and she struck out with her palm!
"You villain, just say whatever else you want to say!"
"No matter what you say, it's useless. In this lifetime, I will definitely catch you, cut off your ugly thing, and expose it to the sun for forty-nine days!" Yaoyue's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent as she soared into the air and struck out with both palms!
Seeing this, Fang Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, and also threw a punch!
The Northern Darkness Divine Art is circulating within my body!
Bang!
"Um?"
Both of them were startled at the same time.
Fang Chen discovered that the moment his fist generated suction, Yao Yue's jade palm also generated suction, trying to draw in his internal energy.
The two suction forces collided, neither of them succeeding. Fang Chen used the momentum to do a backflip, instantly floating three zhang away as he fled for his life.
"These chilies don't taste good!"
Fang Chen felt bitter. He had enjoyed himself, but the aftereffects were severe.
This time, Yaoyue and I cultivated together, and our internal energy and techniques were exactly the same, so they were evenly divided.
What's even more amazing is that Yaoyue's combat experience is clearly richer than his own. If it weren't for Fang Chen's Lingbo Weibu Shenshen, he probably would have been caught by Aoyue long ago.
"Little Yueyue, haven't you noticed that your internal energy has increased? Has your Mingyu Skill mutated?"
"This time, you're not the victim either; I'm the victim. After all, I'm still a greenhorn, I'm still young!!"
Fang Chen shouted without turning his head.
Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, Yao Yue stumbled, but quickly recovered and continued her pursuit.
At this moment, Yaoyue didn't vomit blood, seemingly having become somewhat immune to Fang Chen's nauseating words.
It got dark, then it got light again.
The two chased each other without any direction.
Before you know it, it's morning.
Along the way, many martial arts practitioners carrying swords and knives walked by.
I saw two gray shadows flash by like lightning, but I couldn't see what they were at all.
"Hey, Master Li, what was that just now? Did you see it?"
A man with purple spots, carrying a pair of small copper hammers, spoke to a burly man beside him.
"It looks like two people, but I'm not sure. Humans shouldn't be able to move that fast, right?" Master Li wondered.
"Who are these two people? Their lightness skill is incredibly high!"
"If I can only see shadows, when will I ever reach that level?"
Along the way, there were many people with high martial arts skills, and some people even recognized that there were two figures rushing by.
"Huh? A temple? Isn't this the Shaolin Temple?"
Fang Chen sped along the road, unexpectedly arriving at the Shaolin Temple.
Seeing the three large characters at the mountain gate ahead, Fang Chen flashed and rushed inside.
"Little Yueyue, this is a quiet place in Shaolin Temple, so you shouldn't come here." Fang Chen shouted, and his figure flashed as he entered Shaolin Temple.
In front of a main hall in Shaolin Temple, a group of eminent monks sat.
Among them were seven or eight foreign monks with strange appearances and arrogant expressions.
On the field, there was also a Tibetan monk and a Shaolin monk fighting.
The two exchanged blows, their movements accompanied by explosive force.
"Boluoxing, it's a fact that you stole our temple's martial arts. What else can you deny?" Although the monk was at a disadvantage in the fight, his expression was full of anger.
"Haha, Shaolin martial arts originated from India. I have practiced these martial arts for many years. How could I steal them..." Polo Xing was a monk with a fierce face. He had just finished speaking when he saw a figure flash in front of him.
A gray figure had already flashed into the depths of the temple.
Just as he was about to say something more, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and another gray shadow rushed over. Polo Xing subconsciously swung his palm to strike.
Pah!
There was a soft sound, but no explosive force.
Polo Xing trembled all over, and his internal energy was instantly absorbed by the newcomer.
"No...no...my internal energy!"
Polo Xing was horrified. He had finally managed to secretly learn martial arts at the Shaolin Temple, but now his skills had been sucked away by this unknown woman. He was unwilling to accept this.
But what can you do if you're unwilling to accept it?
When Polo Star encountered the enraged Yao Yue, in less than an instant, all of his internal energy was drained by Yao Yue. His face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground and died.