Chapter 375: Worry-free son, lost!

"Zhao Wuyou, a member of the State of Zhao, ask the Taoist Fuhu for advice."
Zhao Wuyou wore a long sword on his waist, clasped his fists in his hands, and arched his hands at Wang Yu. He was courteous, and he was a real son of modesty.
At this moment, he is not a disciple of the Royal Academy, nor is he a son of Zhao Guo.
He is a person of Zhao, who simply wants to save his face for the country of Zhao, nothing more.
Wang Yu also clasped his fists in return. He said, "Wang, when I came to Zhao Country, my intention was to find medicine and treat people. It's not my wish to make things happen now!"
He came to Zhao Kingdom to find magical medicine, and the place he obtained was naturally a magical land.
The Mysterious Land is also the most attractive place. There are also many masters in the Zhao Kingdom, and they are indispensable for those who want to obtain resources.
Wang Yu's stepping in is indispensable for fighting, after he spread the story of the defeat.
In addition, some people who were defeated by Wang Yu and were unwilling to do so, added fuel and jealousy, maliciously spread rumors, and made Zhao people regard Qin people as provocative people. This is how everyone is Nirvana today. Yu's picture.
"This is the end of the matter, and Zhao Wuyou has no other way. Only by defeating Prince Wang can he rectify his name."
Originally, Wang Yu came to the country of Zhao, and apart from leaving names to Zhao Yuyan and others, he did not tell anyone else, and Zhao Yuyan and others did not publicize Wang Yu's life.
Zhao Ren only thought that his mount was a tiger demon, so he shouted as a Taoist Fuhu.
Zhao Wuyou also learned from Wang Yu's words just now that the other party's surname was Wang, who had just dictated it.
Although in the words he wanted to defeat Wang Yu, in fact, Zhao Wuyou had no bottom in his heart, so he said that to Li Xian, only to let Li Xian rest at ease.
Although Li Xian had just played against Wang Yu for so many rounds, Zhao Wuyou could see that Wang Yu still retained many strengths and methods, and Zhao Wuyou had no confidence.
but.
He was on the string and had to send it.
"The son will win!"
"Fuhu Taoist can also be fierce in front of us, now that the son is out, the Fuhu Taoist will undoubtedly lose."
"Prince Wuyou is the future prince and the hope of my country Zhao. If there is a son, this battle will be won!"
"..."
Obviously, Zhao Wuyou's popularity in Zhao Guo is extremely high. Once he appeared, those people in Zhao Guo were full of hope and cheered for him.
As Zhao Wuyou listened to the cheers of the people around him, the pressure on his body became heavier.
"Prince prince, Zhao is about to play a sword. I hope to see the true strength of the prince."
After Zhao Wuyou finished speaking, he pulled out the saber in his waist, revealing his post-Nirvana aura.
Wang Yu was startled slightly, and took a deep look at Zhao Wuyou, who was also a genius who had leapfrogged and challenged.
Although he was the cultivation base of the late stage of Nirvana, he gave Wang Yu a feeling of facing the peak of Nirvana.
The pinnacle of Nirvana is already the strongest person under the heavens. If you change to another person, this level of cultivation can already dominate one side.
However, he ran into Wang Yu.
Looking at such a master, Wang Yu no longer hides it, the aura of the peak of the soul is undoubtedly revealed, and the early realm of the earth evil also makes his physical body stronger.
The superb spirit treasure Jinyang sword and sword was radiant and radiant, which also made Wang Yu's breath sharper.
"This……"
When he saw Wang Yu's real aura unfolding, Zhao Ren who was watching the game was shocked.
I thought that Wang Yu and Li Xian had already shown their full strength when they played against Li Xian. Now it seems that Wang Yu still has most of the strength that he has kept when facing Li Xian.
At least, when Wang Yu faced Li Xian, he used the mid-stage cultivation base of the soul, not the peak of the current soul.
There are two small differences in this.
Today's Wang Yu, the real combat power, no one can guarantee, even the Zhao people who have just been confident in Zhao Wuyou, are also shaken.
Look at the juvenile's immature face, it is definitely a teenager under eighteen.
Less than eighteen years old, but with a combat power that people like them can't match, why is such an enchanting arrogant come from Qin?
No one would think that all Qin people have Wang Yu's talent.
Seeing Wang Yu showing his strength a little bit, everyone agreed that Wang Yu was the only arrogant in Qin.
Zhao Wuyou's heart seemed to have more mountains, and he couldn't breathe.
"Huh, I can finally have a good fight, come on!"
After releasing himself, Wang Yu felt that everything was much easier, pointed at Zhao Wuyou, and said loudly, his fighting spirit was flourishing.
"it is good!"
Zhao Wuyou moved.
The son has no worries, the sword comes out, the wind rises!
this moment.
Zhao Wuyou's sword came to the west and rushed straight towards Wang Yu. Although he was a gentleman, his introverted edge gradually revealed when he took the sword.
"Good job!"
Wang Yu laughed and raised his sword to meet the enemy.
clang!
The two swords hit together, with a crisp sound, floating in the distance under Longquan Mountain.
clang! clang! clang! Clang...clang!
I don't know how long it has passed, nor how many times the two have fought each other. The collision of the two breaths eclipsed the heavens and the earth, and the sun and the moon were dark.
The people below rubbed their eyes from time to time.
Because the speed of the two in the battle was too fast, these people could keep up with the rhythm of the two at first, but as time passed, their eyes became astringent, which could not completely erase the body of the two. shape.
It is also at this moment.
They only understood how ridiculous they had imagined that Wang Yu lost at least a dozen games in a row.
Such a arrogant, and only Wuyou Gongzi can contend with it.
"Prince Wuyou, can you win?" Zhao, who was initially only a little shaken, also began to express his worries.
"What can win? It is definitely possible to win, Wuyou Gongzi is invincible." There is a popular but retorted.
"Are you sure?" asked again.
"I...I...I'm sure." The voice was so small that no one standing a step away from him could hear it clearly.
Similar conversations do not only appear in one place.
bump!
There was another loud noise, and two figures fell vertically in the sky.
boom! boom!
Two deep pits were smashed out of the ground, and dust flew up, enveloping the two of them. Outsiders couldn't tell which side was Mr. Wuyou and that side was Fuhu Taoist.
Their gazes stared for an instant, watching the dust and smoke gradually disperse, revealing the figures of two people, one of them standing, the other falling to the ground.
They know that it seems that the winner has already been decided this time.
Who actually won!
Wuyou son or Fuhu Taoist?
who?
All kinds of questions are what people are most concerned about.
Under the eyes of everyone's expectation, the dust and smoke were completely dispersed, and the internal situation was clearly seen. Then, the scene was silent, and the needle dropped could be heard.
Just because they saw the state of the two.
Wang Yu was standing, and apart from some dust on his body, there was no embarrassment, as if the battle just now, for him, there was no difficulty.
Since Wang Yu was standing, it was naturally Zhao Wuyou who fell to the ground. Worry-free son, lost!