Chapter 260 It is easy to shake mountains, but difficult to shake me
This battle was the most brutal battle since the beginning of the battle for hegemony among the geniuses.
Bang bang bang!
Han Fuhua's mountain-moving sword style was constantly being defeated.
To be precise, under Cao Potian's boxing skills, Han Fuhua couldn't hold his ground at all, and was constantly being blown away, spurting blood, and falling down.
Snap.
Han Fuhua landed again.
Blood flowed around me like a stream.
There were exclamations of surprise from the seats on all sides.
Many people couldn't wait to cover their eyes.
Unknowingly, many people's feelings for Han Fuhua changed from contempt to sympathy, and from sympathy to admiration.
Because in such a battle that he knew he would lose, he was already injured so badly. Just one word could end the pain and still preserve the glory of the swordsman, but Han Fuhua chose to persevere.
This young man, whose appearance is not particularly outstanding, whose strength is not strong, and whose sword skills are average, still maintains a strong fighting spirit even if he is seriously injured and almost unable to get up.
His spirit is like a burning torch.
It makes many people feel ashamed.
"Moving mountains..."
Han Fuli stood up slowly.
All the bones in his body had been broken into countless pieces.
There were even several ribs that were broken directly and pierced the skin. The white bone stubble was shocking.
Reluctantly holding the same mottled and broken sword, he seemed to be really moving a towering mountain. Even though his movements were as slow as an ant's walk, he finally lifted the sword bit by bit.
Mountain-moving swordsmanship.
Starting pose.
Fire burned in his eyes.
"please."
Han lived up to his words.
Cao Potian's face was cold, showing no mercy at all.
Because he knew that at this time, Lin Beichen must be in his dressing room, gritting his teeth and watching the battle. He must be shocked and angry, but unable to do anything.
Cao Potian has forgotten the last time he was so deliberate, even if he was stained with mud, he had to plot and deal with someone.
Ever since he entered Baiyun City and gained Bai Haiqin's favor, it had been too long since he had experienced failure or the feeling of asking for something but not getting it.
But Lin Beichen, a prodigal son, appeared like a nightmare in his originally smooth life, constantly challenging his bottom line from the beginning of the sword trial appointment.
Pity.
Beihuangshan's plan failed to kill this bastard.
Not only did it fail to kill him, it actually made him stronger.
The sense of urgency and pressure of constantly being chased and having to catch up was like a small thorn of cow hair piercing his heart, driving him crazy.
Therefore, before the team competition, it is necessary to give this prodigal son the greatest stimulation. It is best to make Lin Beichen's mentality unbalanced, angry, and irrational, so that he can be completely defeated in the team's flag-capture battle.
For him, to abuse Han and live up to his expectations is just to follow the trend.
Even though he clearly felt at this time that the emotional scale of the more than 6,000 spectators in the audience had begun to tilt towards Han Fuhua, and there was already some resistance to him, Cao Potian still did not take it seriously.
It's just a small town in the middle of nowhere.
It's not in his eyes at all.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?"
Cao Potian walked slowly until he was three meters away from Han Buhuan.
He looked down at the blood flowing on the ground and formed a puddle, which could reflect people's figures like a mirror. He smiled faintly and said: "You have reached your limit at this level. Even if you admit defeat at this time, Lin Beichen will not do it."
What reason do I have to accuse you?"
Han Buqi barely had the energy to speak at this time.
His legs were shaking, his body was shaking, and his arms were cramping. This was due to blood loss and exhaustion, not fear.
It's hard to believe what kind of force kept him from falling.
But he could still stand.
He can also lift a sword.
Still want to fight.
Cao Potian's face was full of ridicule: "The trapped beast is still fighting. It is not glory, but the shame of dying. No matter how stubborn you are, I will not hold back at all..."
As he spoke, he slowly punched out.
The golden profound energy floated and condensed on the fist, forming a golden fist seal.
The speed of this punch is very slow.
But the power it contains is even greater.
Cao Potian had a cruel smile in his eyes.
He was trying to capture even the slightest hint of fear that might appear on Han Fulian's face.
However, what he saw was the indescribable determination in those burning eyes.
And in an instant, a brilliance like the blazing sun suddenly burst out without any warning.
"I'm not testing your strength for Classmate Lin."
Han Fuhua suddenly broke out.
His roar was like volcanic lava spewing from his throat: "You don't know or understand that you are no match for Classmate Lin. He has never taken you seriously, and you are just
It’s just that I’ve been being ridiculously sentimental…”
His speaking speed has never been so fast.
His voice has never been so hot and fiery.
He roared angrily: "I fight for myself, for my reputation as a swordsman, Han Buhua... Remember my name, my name is Han Buhua, I am the proud genius of the empire, I... choose to always move forward!"
His whole body suddenly burst out with unparalleled earth-type profound energy flames.
His whole body was enveloped in this gorgeous light.
"It's easy to shake a mountain, but it's hard to shake me. My name is... Han - Bu - negative!"
He roared and moved his sword, and a giant earth shield with a diameter of two meters suddenly appeared in front of him, like a basalt armor, with clear lines and clear texture, as thick as a mountain and as steady as a mountain.
"It's a killer move!"
Liu Qihai stood up suddenly and lost his voice: "This is the killing move of the Mountain-Moving Sword Technique... As expected, he actually evolved the killing move of this two-star sword technique!"
Han Fuhua should not have practiced the mountain-moving swordsmanship to this extent.
At this moment, Chu Hen, Bai Jinyun, Yue Hongxiang and others felt numb all over their bodies, as if they had been electrocuted, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
Amidst Han Fuhua's roar, the entire audience stood up silently at some point and stared at the ring.
boom!
At this moment, Cao Potian's slow fist finally hit the orange shield at this moment.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying power erupted one after another, like a torrent.
Visible air currents surged in the center of the battle between the two, forming a violent whirlpool of air that swirled crazily amidst the dense golden and orange profound energy.
A figure flew out of the whirlpool of wind and staggered to the ground.
It’s not that Han Buqi is wrong.
It's Cao Potian.
The proud blond boy's face was full of shock and surprise.
He couldn't believe that his punch, which was light but heavy, was directly supported by Han Buhua's defensive sword move and knocked him away.
It was obviously just a trapped beast that was almost dying.
Why can such power be unleashed?
Cao Potian couldn't understand.
In the surrounding auditorium, there was an instant uncontrollable exclamation of exclamation.
The chaotic swirling vortex of clouds gradually dissipated.
Han Fuhua's figure stood firmly on the spot.
He held the sword high, like an insurmountable statue of the God of War, giving people an absolute sense of security worthy of trust and reliance.
"I kill you……"
Cao Potian burst into an angry roar.
He rushed towards Han Buhuan quickly.
And at this moment——
Click!
The sound of breaking metal sounded.
A broken sword piece fell from the already broken sword.
As if knocking over the first domino, the huge broken sword immediately completely shattered and turned into countless finger-sized fragments, which collapsed in all directions, like metal butterflies flying in the sky...
Looking at Cao Potian who rushed over in anger, a sly smile suddenly appeared on Han Buhuan's usually conservative face.
"I lost."
The words fell.
He fell on his back, blood gushing out from wounds all over his body.
At this moment, the magistrate from the Education Department rushed into the field instantly, appeared next to Han Buhuan, and supported him.
"The battle is over."
The chief magistrate shouted.
Cao Potian's figure came to an abrupt stop.
He forcibly withdrew the punch, and his body began to tremble violently.
Because of anger.
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Han Fulai plays a very important role in the transformation of the protagonist's spiritual world in the later period, so I have written some of it with emphasis. In addition, you don't really think that the reason for the discord between Ye Weiyang and Chen Chen is because of the protagonist.