Chapter 993: Who loses and who wins?

After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Tu Hu's strength instantly skyrocketed a few points, and his entire popularity changed drastically.
"kill!"
With a low growl, Tu Hu slammed the long knife in his hand, colliding with the iron rod that Fang Bai had smashed into.
In the ear-shaking metal roar, Fang Bai's body was shocked and flew back.
Tu Hu, who had stimulated his body's potential, had some distortions in his facial features, his expression was a bit hideous, and bloodshots appeared in his eyes. He was obviously in a state of extreme excitement.
Tu Hu felt like a fierce tiger that had been trapped for a long time and suddenly broke free from its restraints, with a violent aura permeating his body.
The sequelae of forcibly stimulating the potential of the body is that after a hundred breaths, the body collapses and has no combat power, and may even have some impact on future cultivation. Tu Hu finally broke the embarrassing situation of being suppressed by Fang Bai at the cost. Successfully repelled Fang Bai.
"kill!"
Seeing Fang Bai being shocked by himself, Tu Hu looked even more excited and roared again.
By repelling Fang Bai's momentum, he would take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and thus take the initiative, and strive to defeat Fang Bai in the last ten moves.
Amidst the roar, Tu Hu's figure rushed forward, bullying Fang Bai nearby like a shadow, leaping up, holding a knife in both hands, making a volley slash.
Regardless of Fang Bai just now or Tu Hu now, the two attacked in a simple and rude way, with long swords and iron rods going straight back and forth.
This kind of fighting method consumes the true essence the most. If two warriors of equal strength are in a duel, then the final victory depends on the solidity of the true essence of both sides. Who can hold on to the end is the winner.
It's just that Tu Hu only has ten moves now, and he can't fight a long-term war of attrition with Fang Bai. If he can't defeat Fang Bai within ten moves, it will be a waste of all previous efforts.
Therefore, in these last ten moves, Tu Hu must do his best in every move without reservation.
Tu Hu practiced metal martial arts. He slashed in the air with a slash, and the true essence of his whole body was poured into the blade, and the golden brilliance of the blade was faintly visible.
Tu Hu's long knife is made of 100-refined stainless steel. The blowing knife breaks its hair and is extremely sharp. After being infused with true essence, it screams and screams when it cleaves, giving people a feeling of everything that is unbreakable and indestructible.
"Okay!"
"Brother Tu mighty!"
"This knife, even if it's a direct disciple, wouldn't you dare to take it?"
"Fang Bai can take this cut, my last name will not be Sun from now on!"
"Brother Tu is determined to win!"
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Seeing Tu Hu's imposing sword slashed towards Fang Bai's head, the four members of Tu Hu's team couldn't help but yelled out their excitement.
In their opinion, even if Fang Bai could barely take it with Tu Hu's knife, it would be unavoidable.
And for two warriors of equal strength, the combat power of the injured side will definitely decline, and if they continue to fight, they will undoubtedly lose.
This knife may be a turning point for Tu Hu to counterattack and win.
Huang Miao's four standing positions, even though they were far away from the two in the duel, could still feel the power of Tuhu's knife, all with a worried expression and a heart hanging high.
Even Fang Bai's confident Liu Qingqing and Liu Liehu were a little nervous, staring wide-eyed at Fang Bai who seemed to be frightened by Tu Hu's knife, and wondered if he could take it down.
"Brother Fang, come on!"
Liu Qingqing and Liu Liehu yelled almost in unison.
Then, they saw that Fang Bai turned his head and looked at them, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"This Junior Brother Fang, who is still distracted and laughed at the critical moment, really doesn't know what to say about him!"
Huang Miao also saw Fang Bai who turned his head and smiled, and was stunned, feeling helpless.
Compared with the members of the two teams who watched the battle, Tu Hu had a strong confidence in his attack.
After the knife was cut out, Tu Hu knew that this was the pinnacle of his life.
At least until he was promoted to the ranks, it was impossible to cut such a powerful knife.
Even if he was facing a direct disciple, Tu Hu believed that it was not easy for him to take the cut.
Although Fang Bai had been hidden and showed great strength before, Tu Hu didn't think he had reached the point where he could be compared with his direct disciple.
After all, in Tu Hu’s cognition, even if Fang Bai had practiced the same techniques that could hide the breath of the martial artist, he should only be able to hide part of the breath of the martial artist. If Fang Bai’s cultivation reached the realm of a direct disciple, he would count himself. If you can't sense it, can you hide it from the top of the Martial Arts Academy?
Therefore, Tu Hu believed that what Fang Bai showed at this moment was his true strength. As long as there were no surprises, the victory would belong to him.
"What does this guy look at? He's a bit too arrogant, right?"
Tu Hu was in the air, looking at Fang Bai condescendingly. When he saw that his long sword was about to be cut off, Fang Bai turned his head to look at Liu Qingqing and Liu Liehu's sister and brother. He couldn't help being angry and funny.
Tu Hu was never a soft-hearted person, especially when he was fighting against a warrior, he would never show mercy.
Fang Bai was suddenly distracted and turned his head. Although it was just a short breath, it was a huge flaw for Tuhu who was good at capturing fighters.
Tu Hu's knife continued to slash, the power seemed to be stronger, and the momentum seemed to be stronger.
But when Tu Hu's long knife was about to fall on top of Fang Bai's head, suddenly a thought flashed through his heart, causing him to feel hesitant.
Fang Bai is a dual-attribute innate spiritual root that is highly valued by the senior management of the Martial Arts Academy. It must be the key training target for the senior martial arts academy. It's okay if it doesn't kill people.
But the key issue now is that Fang Bai is not an ordinary disciple of the Martial Arts Academy after all. If he provokes the senior leaders of the Martial Arts Academy because he severely inflicted Fang Bai, it would be more than the gain.
As his mind turned around, the blade that Fang Bai had slashed slightly shifted to the left, and the target pointed by the blade turned from Fang Bai's head to his shoulder.
Slashing on the shoulder with a single stab is hurt at most. There is no danger in life. Going back and resting for three to five months will basically be able to recover.
However, if the blade is slashed on the head, it may fall.
Fang Bai turned his head and glanced at Liu Qingqing and Liu Liehu, and then suddenly turned his head up, squinting his eyes, and looked at the figure of Tuhu that swooped down from a high altitude like a big eagle and quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.
When Fang Bai looked at Tu Hu, it happened that Tu Hu also looked to him from the air. The eyes of the two people collided at the moment when the sword and the iron rod touched each other, wiping out a little spark.