From the moment he drew the sword, Chang Dun had already planned the true target of the sword.
With the experience of the first two swords, Chang Dun has a deep understanding of the strength gap between himself and Fusu.
It has become an impossible task for him to advance and retreat from Fusu head-on.
But being unable to defeat him head-on does not mean that Fusu cannot be moved, so Chang Dun made this decision.
To destroy the ground, as long as the ground where Fusu is standing is destroyed, regardless of whether Fusu returns or vacates, Fusu will be considered a loser according to the conditions for victory they agreed upon.
This approach was a trick, and it felt a bit like defeating the enemy, but in order to obtain the Seven Soul Gathering Grass to heal the owner of the hall, Chang Dun no longer had any shame at this time.
As long as he can win, he will be satisfied The gap where the two swords pierced the ground was only three steps away from Fusu.
The powerful green sun mink fire and the power of the Dongyun sword skill stimulated by Yuanli violently exploded under the ground, covering the surrounding ground in the blink of an eye.
Destroy them all Except in the direction of Fusu.
Although the burst of strength was fast, it was not faster than Fusu's reaction.
When the ground began to crumble towards Fusu's side, Fusu's left foot that was slightly forward suddenly paused.
A burst of white light flashed from the sole of his foot, and the ground's breaking momentum suddenly stopped half a step in front of Fusu's feet. , no longer moving an inch "White light" Hu Gao, who had been observing Fusu with all his attention, accurately caught the fleeting light of Yuanli this time, "There is no white in the normal light of Yuanli.
What Fusu has is also a mutated totem, but it's not I know which of his mutated totems is stronger and weaker than my bloody snake."
Compared with Hu Gao's excitement, the ashen-faced Chang Dun felt dejected.
He lost his old face and wanted to use this trick to win, but he failed in the end.
Moreover, every method used by Fusu , are they not what he knows?
Are these unprecedented methods taught by the five holy places?
"I accept, Deputy Director Chang.
It seems that luck is not on your side today."
Fusu said with a smile.
"Are you lucky?"
Chang Dun smiled bitterly and slumped to the ground.
Luck can't control everything today.
Even if he uses all his luck in this life in today's contest, I'm afraid it will still have the same result.
Seeing the Seventh Prince showing off his power, Wen Zhaodong, the protector of the Red Cloud Sect, immediately became energetic.
He threw away what he had just been scolded by the Seventh Prince, walked quickly to the right back of the Seventh Prince, and said: "Seventh Prince."
The prince is worthy of being a disciple of the Five Holy Lands.
Compared with ordinary people like us, the gap is only Yunni and only the Seventh Prince.
Only a peerless genius deserves to be personally guided by the powerful giants of the Five Holy Lands.
Today I am lucky enough to see the power of the Seventh Prince.
It is really eye-opening for me to carefully appreciate the charm of the Seventh Prince's movements just now.
It is like seeing the sun through the clouds and enlightenment. , I also have new insights and ideas about my future cultivation.
"Three lives are lucky and three times are lucky."
Hearing Wen Zhaodong's flattery, the seventh prince Fusu just smiled slightly and didn't say anything else, while Hu Gao on the side looked at Wen Zhaodong up and down with a strange look.
This guy is a major in flattery, right?
After this flattery, he spoke smoothly and fluently, but he didn't even take a breath.
If he spends all his time practicing flattery every day, then how did he get the strength of the Explosive Yuan Realm?
Could flattery help his cultivation?
Seeing that the dust had settled, the onlookers knew that the Seven Soul Gathering Grass was already in the possession of the Seventh Prince, and that their group had lost their chance.
They shook their heads and sighed as they continued down the mountain.
The appearance of the powerful man in the Explosion Realm was enough to surprise them, and the appearance of the Seventh Prince completely killed all their hopes.
Staying here was just a waste of time.
Chang Dun didn't leave.
As he sat paralyzed on the ground, his mind was in a mess.
He didn't know how he was going to go back to Yucheng to explain to the people in the sword hall who were waiting eagerly.
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His whole body was as heavy as lead, and he couldn't even stand.
Unable to stand up.
Hu Gao didn't leave either.
Hu Gao was repeatedly deducing his chances of winning against Fusu in his mind.
Although he knew that this kind of deduction based entirely on imagination was meaningless, Hu Gao still continued to deduce it happily, which was to cultivate a good habit.
Fusu's eyes finally fell on Hu Gao at this time.
"My friend, are you also here for the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass?"
Hu Gao had just seen Fusu's knowing questioning style, but when the target became himself, Hu Gao couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Aren't you talking nonsense?
Is it possible that there are still people on this bare Soul Gathering Peak?"
Is there a second thing that can attract people to come up?
Look at the scenery.
The scenery in the Longjia Mountains looks too samey from a high place.
If I tell you that I came up to see the scenery, would you believe it?"
Hu Gao, who had no interest in kingship or the royal family at all, was not as polite as Chang Dun when he spoke.
Hearing Hu Gao's rude remarks, Fusu did not show any obvious displeasure, but the smile on his face had disappeared.
Wen Zhaodong, who was standing behind Fusu, really wanted to rush up and scold Hu Gaoyitong, but thinking of his previous experience of scolding Chang Dun, he resisted the urge to show off and silently took a few steps back.
"May I ask what your name is?"
Fusu's voice no longer had the original kindness and negative air of coldness, just like a glass of plain water, neither sweet nor bitter.
"My surname is Lei."
Hu Gao blinked.
"Boss, your surname is Hu, why are you lying?
There is nothing to hide."
Xiao Wu, who couldn't bear the loneliness, yelled in Hu Gao's heart.
"Shut up and watch carefully.
You are not allowed to speak before I allow you to speak."
Hu Gao wished he could drag Xiao Wu out right now and give him a good beating.
However, Hu Gao seems to have forgotten that with his current strength, it is not difficult to beat Xiao Wu.
Fortunately, Hu Gao and Xiao Wu were playing around in their hearts.
If they played like this in front of Fusu, Fusu's face would definitely become even more ugly.
"Since you want the Seven Spirits Soul Gathering Grass, it is the same as the previous agreement made by Deputy Hall Master Chang.
If you can make me take a step back or dodge within three moves, the Seven Spirits Soul Gathering Grass will be yours.
I'll see what happens.
Your Excellency, it seems that your strength has not yet broken through to the explosive realm.
For the sake of fairness, what about those five moves?"
Fusu generously gave Hu Gao two more opportunities.
As soon as he heard Fusu say it was fair, Hu Gao couldn't help but curse.
It's fair.
You are obviously much stronger than everyone else, but you shamelessly "fairly compete" with the people here for a medicinal herb that is of little use to you.
This is called fairness.
As the seventh prince of the kingdom, you want something and you don't come here to fight with it.
It’s only fair that adventurers like these in the Dragon Armor Mountains, who have their heads tied to their belts, grab things.
However, Hu Gao could only keep these words in his heart.
If he said them in person, Hu Gao would most likely be killed by Fusu on the spot.
Although he has completely integrated that heat energy with his own blood, Hu Gao is not arrogant enough to think that he is invincible.
Hu Gao still understands the reason why the two are so disparate in strength that they can endure the calm for a while.
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"Why do you think five moves are not enough?"
Fusu asked after seeing that Hu Gao had not spoken for a long time.
"It's really not enough.
Let's take ten moves."
Hu Gao pretended not to be confident.
"Well, let's take ten moves."
Fusu generously agreed to Hu Gao's request.
Anyway, for him, five moves and ten moves made no difference at all.
Five more moves would not change the outcome of this battle.
"Then I'm going to punch."
Hu Gao casually inserted the totem staff on the ground aside, his right arm was rounded, and his legs were not exerting much force, and he rushed in the direction of Fusu.
On the right fist, a red light of Yuan Li lights up.
This speed and power are all at the level of the seventh level of the Total Body Realm.
Seeing Hu Gao's tricks, Fusu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
At the first level of the Red Yuanli Totem, at the seventh level of the Total Body Realm, at such a speed and with such a weak attack, I can block it with one hand, no, one finger.
Fusu stretched out his left index finger to block the direction of Hu Gao's fist.
And Hu Gao's fist struck exactly where he expected.
Just before Hu Gao's fist came into contact with Fusu's left index finger, the power of the Sky Fox in Hu Gao's blood suddenly erupted, like a docile sheep shedding its sheepskin in an instant and turning into a man-eating tiger.
He mercilessly broke the phalanx of Fusu's left index finger and punched Fusu's chest.
Although Fusu reacted quickly, he couldn't save his fingers, which had not exerted much force just a moment ago.
He could only gather Yuanli in his chest as quickly as possible to block Hu Gao's heavy punch from the white Yuanli.
Under the protection, Hu Gao's fists blessed by the power of the Sky Fox were unable to cause any damage to him, and could not even break the surface of his clothes.
The damage could be withstood, but the impact could not be neutralized.
Fusu, who was punched in the chest, staggered and took two steps back.
Determination of victory or defeat Although Hu Gao was shocked at Fusu's strength and quick reaction, his face remained calm and calm.
Hu Gao knew that he must not show a shocked expression at this time.
Once his bottom was exposed, Fusu, who had broken his finger bones, would never let him go.
"You're being mean to me," Fusu growled at Hu Gao, "Before taking action, you deliberately showed weakness to make me lower my guard and be mean."
"Then I won, didn't I?"
Hu Gao shrugged.
"Well, you win this time."
Fusu tried hard to calm down, "Tell me where I can find you, and I will definitely come to ask for advice one day."
"No, I will go to the royal city to find you."
Hu Gao continued to show off his acting skills.
Fusu was very angry by Hu Gao's attitude and provocation.
Fortunately, he still maintained his due sense and grace and resisted the urge to fight Hu Gao to the death here.
Fusu's right palm gently brushed the broken left index finger, but there was no flicker of energy.
The broken left index finger had completely recovered and could move freely.
"I'm willing to admit defeat.
This seven-spirit soul-gathering grass belongs to you.
But our victory has just begun.
I'm waiting for you in the royal city."
After saying that, Fusu walked away, turning into a white stream of light and disappearing from the sky: