1682: C1682 Skinny Quick Fat Slow(part Iii)

C1682 Skinny Quick Fat Slow(part Iii)

Skinny, hurry up!

Fatty, slow down!

Chu Yang's eyes widened, this seemed to be a perfect match. The two people in front of him seemed to have lived lives that were a bit too exciting. At the very least, they were all fat and thin, filled with rich and brilliant stories.

"I'm called Chu Bufan!" Chu Yang first told the skinny man, then said slowly to Fatty, "My name is Chu Buyi!"

"Bullsh * t, you're a b * stard!"

The skinny old man spoke too fast. After he finished speaking, the fat old man slowly said, "Youngster, you have to work hard to get slim."

"Can I introduce myself? My name is not Xiao Wan!" The Son of Ten Thousand Beasts felt that he was being snubbed, and he forced himself in.

"Little Wan, go to the side!" He was immediately pushed to the other side by the skinny man, causing him to look at Chu Yang with hidden bitterness.

"I'm not looking for a fart. Is there someone surnamed Chu here?" Skinny, hurry up and ask since you already know the answer. This is also the official beginning.

"Yes."

"You are surnamed Chu?"

"Yes."

"That's great. I came to see that Chu guy."

The skinny man quickly started to size Chu Yang up and down, like a monkey running around a tree, while quickly saying, "It seems, you don't have anything to look at, but some people say you look good, but I can't tell, I only smell fart smell it – try smelling my fart too!"

Suddenly, the skinny man made his move and pointed at Chu Yang.

This finger attack was like a sword, fast and urgent. It was a sword attack that was extremely fast and indescribably swift. Like an emergency, knowing that it was too late and blooming like fireworks, the most beautiful fireworks were completely extinguished in the night sky.

"Quick Sword!"

This thought appeared in Chu Yang's consciousness, suddenly it was as if he had fallen into infinite darkness.

He knew that this was his assessment. Subconsciously, he wanted to use his sword techniques to deal with it. Immediately, he thought of the sword technique he was most proficient in — the Fragrance Elephant Crossing the River, cutting off all streams.

Without time to think, he instinctively pointed his finger, as if he wanted to cut off 3,000 thread of his worries.

This finger attack was also very fast, to the point that it seemed as if 3,000 strands of vexation had appeared, twisting and blocking that thin finger attack.

Bang!

The two fingers clashed, but it only stopped there. The skinny guy didn't use any strength, but Chu Yang did. However, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, the skinny guy quickly stopped moving.

"Cut off everything, cut off all 3,000 thread of trouble. The profound meaning was originally like this, but now you can actually separate it out and cut off all the mysteries. The 3,000 thread of trouble also became a profound meaning, and it was cast under pressure!"

The skinny man quickly spoke like he was setting off firecrackers. Finally, he said, "This fart of yours is not bad!"

Chu Yang was also shocked when he heard this. This skinny man quickly understood that all the mysteries of his sword technique were as clear as fire.

Just now, Chu Yang's sword technique had changed under the pressure.

"I'll give it a try too!"

A plump hand stretched out, and a flower bud appeared out of thin air. What kind of flower was it?

The flower was about to fall, but the branch seemed to have no power. However, once it came into Fatty's hands, everything suddenly changed.

Fatty slowed down his movements and could clearly see that he had used his thumb, pinky, and ring finger to perform a sword technique. His right foot slowly stepped forward and the flower bud in his hand slowly pointed towards Chu Yang.2

At this moment, the flower bud seemed to have some sort of magic. The withering flower bud suddenly shrank and turned back into a bud, ready to bloom again. Time seemed to be flowing backwards.

Although Fatty was slow, his strength was increasing rapidly.

The more he increased, the less Chu Yang would follow. There was also a huge pressure that was going to pull Chu Yang into a whirlpool.

Immediately, Chu Yang's pupils constricted.

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