From the moment he set out the sword, Chang Dun had planned the real goal of this sword!

With the experience of the first two swords, Chang Dun has a deep understanding of the strength gap between himself and Fusu. To advance and retreat head-on, Fusu has become an unfinished task for him. But not being able to repel head-on does not mean that Fusu cannot be moved, so Chang Dun made this decision-

Destroy the ground! As long as you destroy the ground where Fusu is standing, whether Fusu retreats or evacuates the air, according to their agreed decisive conditions, Fusu loses!

This approach is a trick, which is a bit of a victory, but in order to obtain the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass to heal the wounds of the museum, Chang Dun no longer has any face at this time. As long as he can win, he will be satisfied!

The crack of the two swords stabbed the ground was only three steps away from Fusu. The powerful Green Sun Miaohuo and the power of the Cloud Sword Technique activated by Yuanli burst violently under the ground, and in the blink of an eye, all the surrounding ground was destroyed!

Except for Fusu's direction.

Although the force burst out quickly, it was not faster than Fusu's reaction. When the ground began to collapse and shatter towards Fusu's side, Fusu's left foot, which was slightly forward, suddenly paused, and a white light flashed through the soles of his feet, and the ground's shattering momentum suddenly stopped! He stopped at the front of Fusu's foot and never moved at all...

"White Light!" Hu Gao, who had been observing Fusu, accurately grasped the fleeting Yuanli Light this time. "There is no white in the normal Yuanli Light, and this Fusu also has a mutated totem! I just don't know which is stronger and weaker than his mutated totem and my blood-light snake..."

Compared with Hu Gao's excitement, Chang Dun, who was ashamed, felt sad... He threw away his old face and wanted to win with this trick, but he didn't expect that he would fail in the end... Moreover, every method used by Fusu was not what he knew... Could it be that these unprecedented methods were taught by the five holy places...

"I've given up, Deputy Director Chang, it seems that luck is not on your side today." Fusu said with a smile.

"Luck? Haha..." Chang Dun smiled bitterly and sat down on the ground. All this today is not something that luck can control. Even if he spends all his luck in this life in today's contest, it may still be the same result...

Seeing the Seventh Prince showing great power, the Chiyun Sect guardian Fa Wen Zhaodong suddenly felt excited. He threw the matter that had been scolded by the Seventh Prince before and quickly walked to the right rear of the Seventh Prince, and said, "The Seventh Prince is worthy of being a disciple of the five holy lands. Compared with us ordinary people, the gap is more than clouds? Only a peerless genius like the Seventh Prince is worthy of being the powerful giants of the five holy lands to give guidance to them. Today I was fortunate to see the Seventh Prince's divine power, which was really eye-opening. I carefully experienced the charm of the Seventh Prince's every move just now. I felt like I was breaking the clouds and seeing the sun, and I suddenly realized and had new insights and ideas about my future cultivation. I have the blessing of three lives! I am lucky!"

Hearing Wen Zhaodong's flattery, the seventh prince Fusu just smiled slightly and did not make any other statements. Hu Gao, who was beside him, looked up and down with a strange look.

This guy is a major in flattery? Not only did he flatter, he didn't even breathe even if he was smooth and fluent. If he spent his time practicing flattery every day, how did this body of the explosive Yuan realm come from? Can flattery help practice?

Seeing that the dust settled, the onlookers knew that the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass was already in the possession of the Seven Prince. They had lost the opportunity, and shook their heads and sighed and went down the mountain one after another. The appearance of the powerful people in the Blasting Yuan Realm was enough to surprise them. The appearance of the Seven Prince completely killed all their hopes. Staying here was just a waste of time.

Chang Dun did not leave, and his mind was in a mess, sitting on the ground. He didn't know how he should go back to Yucheng to explain to everyone who was looking forward to the sword hall. His whole body was as heavy as if it was filled with lead, and he couldn't even stand up.

Hu Gao did not leave either. Hu Gao repeatedly deduced in his heart how likely he would win against Fusu. Although he knew that this deduction based on imagination was meaningless, Hu Gao still enjoyed deduction, just to think that it was to cultivate a good habit.

Fusu's eyes finally fell on Hu Gao at this time.

"This friend, have you also come to the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass?"

Hu Gao had just seen Fusu's style of asking questions, but when the object became himself, Hu Gao couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Are you talking nonsense? Is there a second thing on this bare soul gathering peak that can attract people to come up? Looking at the scenery? The scenery of the Longjia Mountains is too monotonous from a high place. I told you that I was here to see the scenery. Will you believe it?"

Hu Gao, who was not interested in royalty, the royal family, was not as polite as Chang Dun when he spoke. Although Hu Gao was rude, Fusu did not show any obvious unhappiness, the smile on his face had disappeared. Wen Zhaodong, who was standing behind Fusu, wanted to rush up and scold Hu Gao Yitong, but thinking about the sudden experience of scolding Chang before, he resisted the impulse of showing off and took a few steps back silently.

"I wonder what you call me?" Fusu's voice no longer had the original kindness and no negative cold smell, just like a glass of white 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 help but feel lonely, yelled in Hu Gao's heart.

"Shut up! Look carefully, don't let you speak until I allow you to speak!" Hu Gao wanted to pull Xiao Wu out and beat him up now.

However, Hu Gao seemed to have forgotten that with his current strength, it was not a little difficult to beat Xiao Wu...

Fortunately, Hu Gao and Xiaowu's play were in their hearts. If they were playing like this in front of Fusu, Fusu's face would definitely become even more ugly...

"Since you want the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass, it is the same as the agreement of Deputy Director Chang before. If you can make me take a step back or dodge within three moves, the Seven Spirit Soul Gathering Grass will belong to you. How about it? Judging from your strength, it seems that you have not broken through to the Blasting Yuan Realm. For fairness, what about those five moves?" Fusu generously gave Hu Gao two more opportunities.

As soon as Hu Gao heard Fusu say fairness, he couldn't help but complain—

Fair? You are obviously stronger than others but shamelessly "competitive" with the people here a herb that is useless to you? This is called fairness? As the seventh prince of the Kingdom, do you want something? Come and grab things with adventurers like Dragon Armor Mountains with their heads tied to their belts. Is this fair?

However, Hu Gao could only hide this in his heart. If he said it in person, Hu Gao would probably be killed by Fusu on the spot. Although he had completely merged the heat energy with his own bloodline, Hu Gao was not so arrogant that he thought he was invincible in the world.

Hu Gao still understood the reason why the difference in strength between the two was defeated, and he endured the situation of calm for a while.

"What? Do you think five moves are not enough?" Fusu asked after seeing Hu Gao not speaking for a long time.

"It's really not enough, just ten moves!" Hu Gao pretended to be inconfident.

"Well, then let's have ten moves!" Fusu generously agreed to Hu Gao's request. Anyway, for him, there is no difference between five moves and ten moves. More five moves cannot change the result of this battle.

"Then I'll punch!" Hu Gao casually inserted the totem stick to the ground on one side. His right arm was round and his legs didn't exert much force, and rushed towards Fusu. On his right fist, the red Yuanli light lit up. This speed and power were all the seventh level of the whole body level!

Looking at Hu Gao's actions like playing tricks, Fusu couldn't help but sneer.

Red Yuanli? First-level totem? Seventh-level of the whole body realm? Such speed, such soft and weak attack, I can block it with one hand, no, a finger!

Fusu stretched out his index finger with his left hand, blocking the direction where Hu Gao's fist hit him.

The place where Hu Gao's fist attacked was indeed the position he expected, and it was exactly the same.

Just before Hu Gao's fist and Fusu's left index finger contacted, the power of the heavenly fox in Hu Gao's blood suddenly exploded! It was like a gentle sheep sheeps off her sheepskin in an instant and turned into a human-eating tiger. The powerful force broke Fusu's left index finger mercilessly, and punched Fusu's chest!

Although Fusu reacted quickly, he could not save his fingers that had not been exerting much force a moment ago. He could only gather the Yuanli in his chest as fast as possible to block Hu Gao's heavy punch! Under the protection of the white Yuanli, the fist supported by Hu Gao's Heavenly Fox failed to cause any damage to him, and even the surface of his clothes could not be broken!

The damage can be resisted, but the impact cannot be eliminated. Fusu, who was in the chest, staggered and took two steps back.

Win-loss judgment!

Although Hu Gao was shocked in his heart, Fusu's strength and quick reaction, his face remained calm. Hu Gao knew that he must not show a shocked expression at this time. Once he showed his bottom, Fusu, who was broken by his finger bones, would never let him go.

"You are so ugly! Despicable!" Fusu roared at Hu Gao in disobedience, "You deliberately showed weakness before you attacked and made me less prepared! Despicable!"

"And what? I won, didn't I?" Hu Gao shrugged.

"Okay! You won this time." Fusu tried hard to calm down, "Tell me where I can find you, and I will definitely come to ask for advice another day!"

"No, I will go to the royal city to find you!" Hu Gao continued to show off his acting skills.

Fusu was so angry that he was so angry that Hu Gao's attitude and provocation. Fortunately, he still maintained his proper rationality and demeanor, and resisted the urge to fight Hu Gao dead. Fusu's right palm gently wiped the index finger of Broken Bone's left hand, and no Yuanli light flashed. Broken Bone's left index finger had completely recovered and moved freely.

"I'm willing to accept the loss of the bet, this seven-spirit soul gathering grass belongs to you. But our victory and defeat have just begun, I'll wait for you in the royal city!" After that, Fusu left and turned into a white stream of light, disappearing from the sky...
Chapter completed!