Of course, since these men in black dared to attack him, he had no mercy at all. In an instant, like a strong wind, he rushed into the crowd of people in black, with lightning flashing.
Those men in black suffered a catastrophic disaster. The corpses were blown out after being electrocuted, their bodies burnt black and exuding the pungent smell of meat.
By the time the people in the martial arts bureau reacted and rushed out of the office building to provide reinforcements, Fang Xiaoyue had already killed most of the men in black.
The remaining thirty or so men in black had completely lost the courage to resist. They took the initiative to hold their ears with both hands and rushed to surrender in front of the law enforcement members of the Martial Arts Bureau. They were then escorted to the wall and squatted down, one by one. Trembling, afraid to move.
No way, Fang Xiaoyue looked too cruel before.
The lightning surges from both fists, like the arrival of the God of Thunder. If they touch each other for a moment, the lightning will explode immediately, turning into a charred corpse and flying out. This is more exciting than bouncing a pinball.
"Thank you, who are you?"
The deputy director of the martial arts bureau probably gave him first aid, and the physical fitness of martial arts experts was already strong. Although some blood spilled from the corner of his mouth from time to time, he was able to be helped out and walked around.
"You're welcome. I'm a native of Xueyang City, and I'm currently studying at Tianhe University."
Fang Xiaoyue didn't introduce herself too much. After chatting with the deputy director for a few words, she turned around and left.
Fortunately, Fang Meimei was obedient and didn't run around.
Because the martial arts bureau was attacked, the whole city was in a panic, and there were fewer people on the streets.
Fang Xiaoyue and Fang Meimei did not continue shopping, but hurriedly bought a bunch of new year's goods and went home.
In the following time, Fang Xiaoyue gave Fang Meimei advice while practicing every day.
No way, the original Fang Zekai would definitely not have the strength to give guidance.
But it's different if it's Fang Xiaoyue. Let alone Fang Meimei, even if a Wuhou comes over, Fang Xiaoyue can easily give him guidance.
After all, for him, there are basically no obstacles on the way to martial arts. What really needs to be consumed is time.
No way, as I said before, in order not to attract too much attention from the plane consciousness, Fang Xiaoyue can only practice step by step. In this case, the speed cannot be increased.
Of course, even so, not long after the sun rose on New Year's Eve, a strong wind exploded in Fang Xiaoyue's room, and the glass window suddenly shattered, turning into countless glass shards and spraying out.
Promoted to Wuhou level 7.
Fang Xiaoyue calculated the time. By the time she returned to school, she should be able to be promoted to Wuhou level 8. In that case, she would be able to break through to Wuwang next semester.
Fang Meimei, who was shocked when Fang Xiaoyue was promoted, rushed in. She thought something had happened to her brother, but when she heard that her brother was only promoted to the seventh level of Wuhou, her face was shocked and numb.
No way, meeting such a gifted brother was really a shock to her.
Of course, it's just a small blow.
Compared to Fang Meimei, Wan Binghe, who hurried back from the provincial capital after hearing that the Xueyang City Martial Arts Bureau was attacked, was truly shocked.
In order to thank Fang Xiaoyue for his help, after finding out the other party's identity and home address, he came to the door with a group of people and gifts.
But as soon as he walked into the alley, he heard the sound of glass breaking, and then dense glass shards fell down.
The senior officials of the Martial Arts Bureau were so frightened that they thought it was another attack by someone from a rebel organization.
Fortunately, Wan Binghe knew that this was the promotion of a powerful Wuhou man, and waved his hand to suppress the commotion of the crowd.
Wan Binghe was a little stunned when he came to see the remaining aura of Zhengzheng. Isn't this the address of Fang Zekai, the person who helped him?
When I knocked on the door, I saw that it was indeed the case.
Fang Xiaoyue still has a little promotion aura left in her body.
"May I ask what your current martial arts level is?"
After giving the gift and thanking him, Wan Binghe naturally asked about Fang Xiaoyue's strength.
"You are only at level 7 of Marquis Wu, and your promotion is too slow. You are living up to the expectations of your teachers."
Fang Xiaoyue looked really ashamed.
But Wan Binghe almost hit Fang Xiaoyue in the face with the gift box.
Promotion too slow?
I remember that this guy was only at level 9 as a martial artist when he took the college entrance examination. Now that he is at level 7 as a martial lord, he still feels that his promotion is slow?
I'm only at level 2 of Wuhou, okay!
Of course, doing it is impossible.
On the contrary, the group of subordinates behind him silently praised Fang Xiaoyue's invisible pretense.
You know, their boss Wan Binghe's favorite saying is: "Oh, I was promoted too slowly. I activated my sense of energy from the first grade of elementary school, and it has been 22 years now before I reached the second level of Wuhou. I feel I feel a little ashamed of the teachers at Longjing University."
Every time Wan Binghe said this, all his subordinates clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, wanting to punch the director in the face.
Yes, this Wan Binghe is considered a genius. He is the second level Wuhou at the age of 29 and serves as the director of the martial arts bureau of a city.
You must know that in the Xueyang City Martial Arts Bureau, you are only a martial artist in your 30s, and there are many martial arts masters!
Now, Wan Binghe has met Fang Xiaoyue, who is more pretentious than him. This can be said to be a false start and a false impression.
In short, Director Wan Binghe's face looked a little green when he left, which didn't look good.
But Fang Xiaoyue was very satisfied with the gift he brought.
Because apart from a bunch of expensive new year goods, Director Wan Binghe’s gift actually included a top-quality cultivation stone!
This solved Fang Xiaoyue's trouble.
Before, he wanted to give his top-grade cultivation stone to Fang Meimei, but it would undoubtedly affect his cultivation for a period of time.
Okay now, one piece for each person.
Of course, if possible, Fang Xiaoyue would also like to try what a super-grade cultivation stone feels like.
Time flies very fast. During the Chinese New Year, Fang Xiaoyue cooked in person and made a good meal.
This was the first time for Fang Meimei to eat the food cooked by her brother. As soon as she took her mouth, she was completely stunned.
"Brother, didn't you change the core?"
Fang Meimei looked shocked.
No way, anyone would be suspicious.
In the past, Fang Zekai, who was reluctant to help even the oil bottle when it fell, suddenly suddenly became an excellent cook. This was just mind-blowing.
Fang Xiaoyue looked at Fang Meimei with some confusion. It was impossible to see the problem, right?
"I learned it in the cafeteria of Tianhe University."
Fang Xiaoyue licked her face and dubbed herself the little cooking genius.
Of course, Fang Meimei just wondered why Fang Xiaoyue was so diligent and went to learn cooking skills, but she didn't really think about the change of people.
Eating New Year's Eve dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and listening to the constant sound of firecrackers outside, Fang Xiaoyue felt that this was the taste of home.
As soon as she got up on the first day of the new year, Fang Meimei wished her brother a happy new year, and Fang Xiaoyue wrapped the top-grade cultivation stone in a red envelope and handed it to Fang Meimei.
