All My Disciples Are Kings

 Hearing Mu Fusheng’s threat.

Cang Ming also looked extremely ugly.

"how did you do it?"

Unexpectedly, without him noticing, the talismans were not only plastered all over the last thunder peak, but also buried under his feet.

Mu Fusheng smiled and said nothing.

The Holy Son Xuanming on the side snorted coldly: "It's just a cover-up, and it's also because of your arrogance that you didn't notice it."

Speaking of this, Holy Son Xuanming explained: "When you attack those thunder peaks under your arrogance, at this moment, the other party has already begun to lay out the talismans and seals all over the last thunder peak. .”

"At the same time, you have buried the talisman seals under the thunder peaks in advance. After you break the thunder peaks, the talisman seals will disappear into the ground. At the same time, the last thunder peak exploded, attracting With all your attention, as long as you activate the talisman that has been buried in the ground, you will be deeply surrounded."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Mu Fusheng with strange expressions.

  In other words, Cang Ming did not completely lose in terms of strength.

 But because he was too arrogant, he did not pay much attention to other aspects, and thus fell into Mu Fusheng's trap step by step.

Cang Ming also looked extremely gloomy when he heard this, and the hand holding the blood-toothed knife was shaking constantly.

 However, in his current state, even if he blocks the talismans at his feet, there is no way he can continue to swing his sword.

But Mu Fusheng is different. He definitely still has the talisman and seal, and he still has some power left.

Thinking of this, Cang Ming stared at Mu Fusheng, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I... give up!"

Mu Fusheng chuckled lightly and then put away the talismans.

 At the back, Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong looked at each other, and both saw helpless expressions in each other's eyes.

It doesn’t matter if other people don’t know, they do.

If Mu Fusheng showed his true strength, even if he wanted to use this strategy to defeat the opponent, then his action of sticking the talisman on the thunder peak would not be discovered by anyone at all!

 In other words, even the act of burying the talisman and seal was deliberately exposed by Mu Fusheng for others to see.

Even the acting is flawless.

 Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong couldn't help but applaud in their hearts.

The prince watched this seemingly absurd scene the whole time and thought about it for a long time without thinking about it.

 Could it be that my previous guess was wrong?

But there is one thing to say, Mu Fusheng's strategy is still very good.

Cang Ming left this place in embarrassment, and he had no shame in staying here anymore.

Although the third prince was still smiling, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his eyes were covered with shadows.

Mu Fusheng smiled lightly and cupped his hands towards the emperor, saying, "I'm showing my shame."

The Emperor waved his hand and said with a loud laugh: "Yes, battles between reckless men can always be seen everywhere, but this kind of battle in which the weak defeats the strong and uses brains is very rare. It also makes people feel fresh."

Mu Fusheng clasped his fists again, then limped to sit behind the prince.

The prince asked: "Are you okay, Brother Mu? If the injury is serious, you can leave first."

Mu Fusheng shook his head and said: "It's okay, just take a few pills and meditate and sit down."

"Forehead…"

The prince laughed dryly.

But there was still an uneasy sound coming from the other side.

“It is not the right way to only use conspiracy and tricks. In this world, it still depends on the realm and strength. The last word is who has the biggest fist.”

 It is the Holy Son of Xuanwu!

The Xuanwu Dynasty highly respected martial arts, which was also related to the power of its bloodline.

Although he did not look at Mu Fusheng and said this, everyone knew that this sentence was directed at Mu Fusheng.

 Mu Fusheng felt quite helpless. I didn’t do anything, and I got noticed.

Sure enough, she deserves the reputation of beauty as a disaster!

The Minister of Libu, who supported the prince, said calmly: "Whatever the conspiracy, this is also a kind of one's own strength. If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. His skills are not as good as others."

Holy Son Xuanming sneered: "His skills are inferior to others? I dare to say this. If Cang Ming hadn't been too arrogant, how could he have fallen into a trap? How could he have been defeated by this fellow Taoist?"

The Minister of the Ministry of War also said: "In a head-to-head confrontation on the battlefield, isn't it just relying on hard power? With these remarks of the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, I am afraid that it is foolish to deal with internal affairs without asking the outside world?"

The Minister of Civil Affairs looked ugly.

Holy Son Xuanming took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "If I were to come on, this fellow Taoist would not have the chance to display your crooked ways."

 Speaking of this, Holy Son Xuanming also glanced at Jiu Bailu.

 At this time, the prince opened his mouth and was about to say something.

But there was a clicking sound from behind. Looking back suddenly, he saw Xiao Hei smashing the long table to pieces, getting up angrily and saying: "In that case, let's have a fight!"

 Mu Fusheng can bear it.

 Xiao Hei couldn't bear it.

 After all, for him, any grudges should be avenged on the spot, any grievances should be settled on the spot, and he would never delay it overnight.

Mu Fusheng tugged at the corner of Xiao Hei's clothes and said, "Senior brother, let's wait until the military preparations are completed and the military exercises are completed."

Xiao Hei, however, sent the message without looking back: "Aren't you still there? Even if I reveal my strength and the other party comes up with countermeasures, you can just finish it off by then. Senior brother believes in you."

Mu Fusheng wants to vomit blood!

 You have to force out my trump cards, right?

But it was all said and done, and Mu Fusheng had no choice but to give up.

Saint Son Xuanming looked at Xiao Hei and sneered: "Not everyone is worthy of sparring with me."

Xiao Hei yelled: "What, are you scared?"

Hearing this, Holy Son Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a heavy-looking blue-black aura emerged from his body.

 “Then give it a try.”

 However, when the two of them were about to walk to the center of the red carpet.

 The emperor on the throne has spoken.

"Okay, let's call it a day." The emperor said calmly: "This is just a banquet, and the discussion is just to add to the fun. It won't be good if it hurts the harmony."

"The military exercise is about to begin. You should be one of the candidates to join the prince's side in the battle, right? If you are injured here, it will also affect the subsequent military exercise."

 “Let’s stop the discussion today.”

 The emperor spoke.

 Of course there will be no fight.

The green and black energy in Holy Son Xuanming began to gather within his body, and the heavy feeling began to dissipate.

The Holy Son looked at Xiao Hei and sneered: "You will have a chance to see my strength." At this point, the Holy Son Xuanming looked at Mu Fusheng who was meditating to "heal" and said with a smile: "You Too."

　　I then sat down.

Xiao Hei snorted coldly and returned to the seat that had been rearranged.

 In this weird atmosphere, the banquet ended.

 Jiu Egret left alone early.

Mu Fusheng and the other three left the palace together with the prince.

I just heard the prince say: "What do you think, come and sit at my place? I will just tell you the specific matters of military preparations and military exercises."

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PS: I am still writing the three chapters from yesterday. Oh my god, I must finish them before I go to bed! (End of chapter)