Shura Martial God

Everyone in the room immediately thought of this word.    

It was not that they had never thought of those strategies. However, when they heard what Chu Fann said, their hearts were instantly violently shocked.    

"Mr. Fann, your strategies are truly vicious. As long as we do as you say, not to mention suppressing the other princes, it's very likely that a life-and-death battle will break out between them. "    

Zhao Xumin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a sigh.    

Chu Fann smiled faintly and shook his head. "Evil? Since ancient times, the competition for the throne had always been filled with blood. If you are not vicious, others will be even more vicious than you. The Imperial Palace is as deep as the ocean and not vicious. Sooner or later, you will be submerged by the ocean. "    

In his previous life, Chu Lingtian had experienced many dynasties' changes.    

When Chu Lingtian was young, he was still in Archean. At that time, in some barbaric kingdoms, princes fought and fought. It was a tragic scene.    

"What Mr. Fann said is right. Xumin will remember it. "    

Zhao Xumin had a pure heart. When he was by Chu Fann's side in the past, he had also come into contact with Chu Fann's kind side.    

Chu Fann's current guidance was too dark, and he didn't even let go of his family members. This made Zhao Xumin unable to accept it for a moment, and he felt uneasy in his heart.    

"Remember this. Whether you do it or not, it's up to you. "    

Chu Fann gave him a final piece of advice, then turned around and left.    

Zhao Xumin had gained a lot. He personally walked out and sent Chu Fann to the main gate of the Imperial City.    

After leaving, Chu Fann returned to Zilai Academy to cultivate.    

Chu Fann cultivated for a few days. When he had time, he would go to the academy's square to watch the competition stage. It was very satisfying.    

Regarding this year's academy ranking competition's first place, Chu Fann did not have the slightest interest.    

What was the use of getting first place?    

Chu Fann did not care about the reputation and rewards of being the champion.    

There were no dark clouds in the clear sky.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

On the competition stage of the academy's square, there were two people fighting on each competition stage.    

Many students were watching, cheering from time to time. Occasionally, there would be a wave of regretful cries, and it was extremely lively.    

After Chu Fann finished his cultivation, he once again arrived at the academy's square.    

On a competition stage in the square, two figures, one black and one white, intersected with each other and fought.    

"Eh? Mr. Fann, you're here too? I haven't seen you for the past few days. Look, Hei Xiaobai and Bai Xiaohei have met again. "    

In the crowd, Zhu Tongjiao pointed at the competition stage and said with a faint smile.    

Chu Fann looked over and found that the two of them had started fighting again.    

Bang!    

Hei Xiaobai forced Bai Xiaohei back with one move. He quickly retreated and formed a seal.    

After the seal was formed, a burst of courage condensed on Hei Xiaobai's wrist. It was like the amplitude of a tidal wave, and it turned into thousands of phantoms.    

The phantoms were dark soldiers. The spears in the soldiers' hands flickered as they vowed to destroy everything in front of them.    

"One Thousand Army Strike!"    

Hei Xiaobai stretched his arm forward, and an extremely powerful explosive force burst forth.    

Numerous phantoms gathered in one place, and a loud roar that shook the sky and the earth rushed forward like a flood of ferocious beasts.    

"Ah, Hei Xiaobai, is this your Thousand Army Splitting Hand?" Bai Xiaohei's facial expression changed, and he immediately shouted out loudly.    

According to the Asura Journal, the Thousand Army Strike was created by a strategist.    

During the God Attainment era, the big shots ran amok and the strong stepped on people. The Holy Empire was involved and could not be separated. Many of the generals of the Holy Empire betrayed and chased the king into the canyon.    

The traitors had surrounded and attacked the king, wanting to kill him.    

Beside the king, there was a strategist who was not a martial artist but liked to study martial arts. His martial intent comprehension was extremely strong.    

The strategist knew all of the traitors' moves like the back of his hand, and he just stood by the side and guided the king in his battle.    

The king's weapon was destroyed, and only his five fingers were left. He extended his hand and slashed at the traitors, but in the end, the king's palm was directly cut off.    

When the strategist saw this, he was filled with grief. He cut off his palm and took it into the hands of the king, and with his courage, commanded the king to kill.    

The king took the palm of the strategist and turned it into a blade. It carried a terrifying power, and it was as if a thousand soldiers were helping him. With a blade in hand, he killed over a hundred enemies!    

Later on, the two of them escaped and killed the rebel army. This was the origin of the Thousand Army Splitting Hand.    

"That's right, you lose!"    

Hei Xiaobai struck out with his hand. His courage was surging. With a slash of the Thousand Army, his momentum was overwhelming.    

Bai Xiaohei's expression changed. His body flashed, and he kept dodging.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

A majestic courage was displayed. The atmosphere in the large area was frozen. The dust on the competition stage was swept clean.    

Bai Xiaohei's strength was a level lower, so he could only use his movement technique to escape.    

In the process of fleeing, Bai Xiaohei did not panic at all. He held back his strength and carefully dealt with them. He tried to save as much strength as possible with every move and style.    

"Mr. Fann, I think Bai Xiaohei is going to lose today. "    

Zhu Tongjiao said confidently.    

Chu Fann took a closer look and shook his head. "Defeat your sister. Last time you said Bai Xiaohei lost. Did he lose? In the end, it was a draw! Today, you still said he was going to lose? I just want to say that Bai Xiaohei will win! "    

The conversation between the two was not loud.    

There were too many students in the square. There were so many of them that a large group of people nearby could hear them.    

These people all shook their heads, and their faces showed a hint of ridicule.    

Wasn't this obvious? Hei Xiaobai was at the sixth level of the Soul Creation Stage, while Bai Xiaohei was only at the fifth level of the Soul Creation Stage. The difference in strength was too great, and the result was obvious.    

Zhu Tongjiao was speechless. "Mr. Fann, I admit that you are strong, but you are still valued by Senior Guo Tianqing. But today, you are going to say something wrong. "    

"Is that so? Do you believe that we will make a bet? I said the one with the surname Bai will win, how about it?"    

Chu Fann's eyes were deep, and he could clearly see every movement on the stage. Only then did he smile and say.    

"Alright, I don't have much money. I bet five thousand. This five thousand is the money I earned from the last mission. " Zhu Tongjiao waved the Storage Hand Rope on his wrist and said sincerely.    

"Five thousand? Whatever you want, I'll give you two hundred thousand!"    

Chu Fann waved his hand, and the densely packed grey shells immediately appeared on the ground.    

One hundred thousand shells piled up on the ground. It was a spectacular sight, and under the sunlight, it gave off a pleasant fragrance.    

Everyone was startled when they saw this. Chu Fann was really rich!    

"Come, come, you bunch of melon-eating people, come and bet together. You don't need the Zhuang family to bet on you, just bet on us. If you lose, you don't get a single cent. If you win, you don't have to calculate the proportion of the investment. "    

Chu Fann's interest was piqued, and he immediately shouted loudly in the square.    

When the students saw the situation on the stage, many of them didn't hesitate to pressure Hei Xiaobai, who was at the sixth level of the Soul Creation Stage, to win.    

For a moment.    

The ground was immediately filled with shells of various sizes, and each of them was wrapped with their own courage.    

Everyone's courage was different. This way, it was easy to recognize who was who.    

The shells on the ground were piled high all of a sudden. They were even taller than the competition stage, like small hills.    

"Mr. Fann is suppressing Bai Xiaohei, and I am also suppressing Bai Xiaohei. "    

Chu Ritian walked over and threw out tens of thousands of shells.    

Wang Xiaofeng did not say anything and threw out tens of thousands of dollars. "Believe in Mr. Chu, it is absolutely correct. "    

Wo Lvlv, Murong Xue, and the other people who participated in the last mission directly threw out tens of thousands and bet on Bai's victory.    

Some of the cautious students were indecisive and needed to observe a little before they dared to make a decision.    

They were indecisive. When they saw Chu Ritian, Wang Xiaofeng, and the others trust Chu Fann so much, their hearts began to waver.    

"Senior Wo Lvlv, why are you so rich? I remember. Last time, you said that you were short of money when buying medicine. " A student who knew Wo Lvlv asked in confusion.    

"Hehe, I won't tell you. "    

Wo Lvlv laughed lightly and pretended to be mysterious.    

She did not want to expose the fact that she followed Chu Fann to rob the mountain bandits last time.    

Weng!    

At some point in time, a sound of a breakthrough sounded out on the competition stage.    

Everyone raised their heads and saw that Hei Xiaobai had advanced from the sixth level of the Soul Creation Stage to the seventh level.    

"That Black from the core class is really awesome. He's still in the middle of breaking through. He's already at the seventh level, he'll definitely crush that Bai Xiaohei who's at the fifth level. "    

"This time, Chu Fann is going to be slapped in the face, right? Trash is trash. Although his strength has increased, his EQ and IQ are still trash!"    

"I bet on Hei Xiaobai! I bet ten thousand. "    

The students who had been hesitant and hesitant before now saw Hei Xiaobai's advancement and immediately made a decision.    

They all gave money to bet on Hei Xiaobai's victory.    

As more and more people joined in, the momentum became greater and greater!    

Even some passing teachers came to place bets, betting on several months of salary.    

"Chu Fann that trash is really stupid. I also bet two hundred thousand on Hei Xiaobai. " Chu Feilong looked at Chu Fann somewhat mockingly, then pulled Mi Yueer over and threw out two hundred thousand.    

"Chu Fann, I believe you!"    

Zhao Xianer, who had a slim and graceful figure, immediately walked over and threw out a hundred thousand.    

Qin Wansi did not press the money and said to Chu Fann, "Chu Fann, you have earned so much money. You must treat me to a meal. "    

"Haha, of course. "    

Chu Fann laughed loudly and looked at the millions of shells on the ground. His eyes were shining with a golden light.    

Loong Pann, who was passing the class, walked over slowly. He frowned and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he held back his impulse. He did not bet who would win and who would lose.    

It was not that Loong Pann did not have money and was afraid of losing. It was that Loong Pann felt that Chu Fann was strange and hard to grasp.    

On the stage.    

The earth-shattering sounds of collision continued. The black and white figures continued to intertwine with each other.    

"One Thousand Army Strike!"    

Hei Xiaobai struck out once again. The courage on his hand blade surged, and his strength surged. A huge aura condensed and turned into substance.    

Shadows of dark soldiers rushed out, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.    

It seemed like they were going to drown Bai Xiaohei's weak figure!    

Everyone looked at the terrifying atmosphere on the competition stage. They were all shocked for a moment. The Qi of a Seventh Level Soul Creation Stage was not ordinary.    

"This attack, the one with the surname Bai is going to lose, right? I bet ten thousand, and I bet all my living expenses for this year. "    

A student chuckled, his eyes shining, looking forward to the result he imagined.    

What a pity.    

There were many things in the world that did not come to fruition.    

The student suddenly frowned. He realized that the weak Bai Xiaohei had dodged and even counterattacked!    

He could not help but secretly look at the calm Chu Fann in shock. Could it be that Chu Fann had hit the nail on the head?