909. Chapter 909: The Sorrow of Prince Fusang

"Sword of Light!"

Mr. Fusang shouted violently, and a sword as clean as jade appeared in his hand. He thrust out the sword, and the blazing white sword light struck like a rainbow through the sun.

Bright meaning, brilliant atmosphere.

Mr. Fusang worked hard on this secret. As soon as the sword came out, the dazzling light made the surrounding area seem to be dark.

In the darkness, like meteors falling from the sky, punishing those who disrespect him.

"You really think you are the spokesperson of light, what a joke!"

Lin Yun sneered and punched out.

"Heaven-eating Fist!"

On the fist that struck suddenly, circles of starlight burst out and extended forward.

Within the bright circle, there is boundless darkness.

When the darkness reaches its extreme, it is more dazzling than the light.

The dazzling light that Master Fuso cut through the sky was outshone by the darkness, and then was pulled and swallowed by the black hole.

Even Young Master Fusang was pulled over. He was so shocked that he shook the sword in his hand desperately before he could get rid of the swallowing and pulling force.

But because of this, his figure was already unstable and he lost the opportunity. Lin Yun slashed at him with his sword.

Mr. Fusang hurriedly drew his sword to block it. He was still able to use all his strength, but was sent flying by Lin Yun's sword.

Boo hoo hoo~~~

When Mr. Fuso flew upside down, his other hand shot out a series of brilliance like arrows. Lin Yun had to shoot them down with his sword, unable to continue the pursuit.

Mr. Fuso took this opportunity and retreated to the edge of the ring. He made a gorgeous turn and stabilized his body. He was already panting like an ox.

In the first round, he attacked rashly and was at a disadvantage.

But Lin Yun was unable to turn this advantage into victory.

With this sword move, it seemed that Young Master Fusang was at a disadvantage, but he did not suffer any damage.

The confrontation between the two began again, making the scene that was about to get heated up cool down again.

People who were looking forward to a fierce battle had their hearts in their throats dropped again. This contrast made them all feel uncomfortable.

"Lin Yun! No wonder you are so arrogant, you really have some capital!" Mr. Fusang stared at Lin Yun and said coldly.

"Ha! Aren't you also very naughty? You have practiced more than ten years more than me, but at this level, it's disappointing!" Lin Yun shook his head disdainfully.

Mr. Fusang's face was a little red, and he felt a little restless in his heart. It would be very difficult for him to be able to stabilize his heart under such ridicule.

Then, he suddenly woke up. He had been fooled by Lin Yun again. This kind of psychological fluctuation was his biggest flaw.

I can no longer talk to Lin Yun.

"I'll give you a guarantee that you won't be disappointed!"

Mr. Fusang attacked again. Since the confrontation could not continue, he could only fight.

Use your true strength to make Lin Yun surrender.

"Wings of Light!"

Mr. Fusang shot out two wings of light from both sides of his body. They were like two sharp blades glowing with light gold, and as soft as silk. They flew towards Lin Yun from both sides and bound them.

Mr. Fusang was in the middle holding a sword of light, bursting out with endless brilliance and beheading him.

This style, both attacking and trapped, is Mr. Fusang's most proud skill. With this style, he once killed a strong man from the fifth level of the Starlight Realm before entering the Holy Court.

But now, after being bathed in the holy light, his strength has risen to another level.

"The wind howls for nine days!"

"Heaven-eating Fist!"

Lin Yun shot out his fists and swords, and the sword light was like a turbulent wave in the sea. Countless wind blades gathered together and rolled towards the entangled wings of light.

The fist was a concussive impact, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be compressed layer by layer. The white sword light of Mr. Fuso was hit by the impact and flew everywhere like snowflakes.

"Chi chi chi~~~"

The wings of light were crushed by the violent wind blades, turning into white starlight and dissipating.

"boom!"

The violent fist hit the assassinating sword and exploded with a bang. Lin Yun and Mr. Fusang flew out at the same time. Where they hit, there was darkness, but the surroundings were dazzling, like a sandwich of light wrapped in darkness.

Lin Yun and Mr. Fusang retreated to a distance, but they no longer faced each other, and they both rushed towards each other, fighting fiercely like sparks hitting the earth.

"Okay!" People cheered, this was exactly what they wanted to see.

"The wind and thunder roared, the heaven and the earth shook, making people feel heartbroken and trembling..."

"He is really a peerless genius in the Holy Academy. Compared with you, Yu Wuxin before is nothing but shit!"

"This level allows me to see the height of genius, which we can only look up to!"

.......

Qing Qiong sat there, feeling a little depressed.

"This stinky piece of shit actually got into such a fight with my brother!"

"I knew it earlier! In the Lingbao Tower, with my brother, I gave him a good beating."

Qing Qiong was indignant, but as the battle progressed, she became happy again.

"Hmph! If you, this stinky guy, use all your methods, my brother will be able to deal with you soon."

.......

"God of Light Fist!"

"Holy light shines!"...

Mr. Fusang tried his best to unleash his special skills on Lin Yun, but Lin Yun neutralized them one by one.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, used his attacks to continuously improve the level of his secret martial arts.

Mr. Fuso focuses on the secret of light and has demonstrated four different martial arts of the secret of light.

Although they are all secrets of light derived from the original secrets, their power is also extraordinary.

But he just couldn't defeat Lin Yun.

Fusang Master: "Lin Yun! You are like a cockroach, you can never be killed!"

Lin Yun: "Bah! You are always talking about dog shit! You are always talking about cockroach."

The fight was fierce, and the two cursed each other fiercely. The elders of the Elders' Council frowned. These two guys are about to become saints, but they speak so vulgarly.

Don't you know that if people get angry, saints will also say dirty words.

You can't understand the difficulties of others without being in the situation.

Fusang Master: "I will drown you in dog shit!"

Lin Yun: "You are looking for a beating! Do you believe I will beat you to shit?"

The two cursed more and more outrageously, and finally an elder couldn't bear it anymore.

"You two should compete well. If you keep talking nonsense, I will ask you to leave."

Yu Wuxin, who was hiding in the distance, heard this and became excited in his heart, secretly looking forward to Lin Yun and Fusang Master continuing this quarrel.

If Lin Yun and Fusang Gongzi were expelled, he would be the second.

However, Fusang Gongzi shut up quickly, shattering his dream.

After a fierce battle in silence, the battle finally came to the moment of deciding the outcome.

"Years of withering and flourishing!"

Lin Yun slashed out with a sword at the moment when Fusang Gongzi was in full swing, and it was the wood secret martial art "Years of withering and flourishing" that reached the level of small perfection.

The eternity of light cannot resist the alternation of years.

The rotation between life and withering made Fusang Gongzi's light power go to the extreme in the area of ​​life and rapidly decline in the area of ​​withering.

The gap between the two opposite conditions caused a dark crack in Fusang Gongzi's light power, and Fusang Gongzi struggled in the crack, suffering endlessly.

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