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Chapter 548 Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, but traveling to the tiger mountains

When the trump card is known.

Any change will change the planned plan.

This is definitely not what Freud wanted to see.

However, now he has to face this change.

As the nominal arbiter, Freud could only remain silent.

Because what Jiang Wangshu said is right.

The agreement is clearly written.

This is China's right.

It is a person's right to use or not use it.

Feng Qingxuan looked at Su Mu with a deep look, as if he wanted to see through Su Mu.

Su Mu smiled calmly:

"What are you waiting for? Let's get started."

Fujiwara, the Minister of Defense, and the Taira and Genji behind them all could not help but narrow their eyes.

Feng Qingxuan's face looked very ugly.

Damn it.

Blood oath.

I am the one who signed the blood oath. What if I lose?

Feng Qingxuan glanced at Feng Wuchen beside him.

There seemed to be a strange smile on the corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth.

Feng Qingxuan's heart couldn't help but twitch.

Will he himself be reduced to where Feng Wuchen is now?

He is currently the number one divine son of the three major clans, the most powerful competitor for the Lord of the Hall of Valor, and the person closest to that position.

Once successful, he will have almost supreme status and power.

As for Feng Heguang, the first of the eight gods?

The Qinglong clan no longer exists, so how can Feng and Guang be qualified to covet that position?

After Japan Fuso won this time, the follow-up plan followed, and it was a certainty that he would ascend to that position.

But now, we have encountered trouble at the beginning, and may even change the ending.

Feng Qingxuan is not stupid, on the contrary, he cares about these small details.

Because details are the key to victory or defeat.

Why did he use small means to target Su Mu again and again?

He even gave up his blood to refine elixirs for Chu Lexian?

for what?

Do everything you can to create trouble for Su Mu.

Small troubles or big troubles, as long as they are troubles and they can affect Su Mu.

Small means are also means.

But now...!

If you lose, it will be a great shame and humiliation.

For some reason, Feng Qingxuan suddenly felt uncertain in his heart.

At this time, Feng Wuchen suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

There was actually a faint smile in his eyes.

Feng Qingxuan almost fell out on the spot.

ridicule.

That's right.

Feng Wuchen was actually mocking him.

Everyone is in the same camp, but he doesn't care at all about his own victory or defeat?

Feng Qingxuan's face became extremely gloomy again.

He had forgotten that it was all because of him that Feng Wuchen could become such a hateful person.

Feng Qingxuan took a deep breath, his eyes were like two small black holes, with a terrifying death aura:

"Let's get started."

Following Feng Qingxuan's words, three people stood up among the last row of people on Dongying Fusang's side, all covered in black robes.

Su Mu glanced at the three men in black robes, sighed in his heart, and then turned to Hu Jianjun and nodded.

Hu Jianjun had no expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Knowing clearly that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the Tiger Mountains.

He strode out and stepped directly into the battlefield. Then he pointed at one of the three people and said:

"I choose...him."

Everyone present changed their faces.

The three people on the other side look exactly the same, with no breath at all. You can't detect any difference between them with the naked eye.

When Hu Jianjun pointed his finger, someone from the other side immediately stood up.

Take a step forward.

boom!

It was as if there was a bomb installed on his body. The black robe that originally covered his body was directly blown to pieces by the terrifying air wave inspired by the opponent's muscle elasticity.

Among the flying rags, a tall man in his thirties with a cold expression was revealed.

When Su Mu raised his hand, Su Mu sighed softly.

Lao Hu, it’s true that he didn’t listen to himself.

It's like there is no change at all, and he puts himself to death.

He still chose an opponent who shouldn't have been his in the first place.

According to the order of changes proposed by Su Mu, Lao Hu should choose another one.

The person on the other side was two strong and one weak, leaving Su Mu and Lao Hu to be the strong ones.

On the contrary, Zhuo Buli was left as a weak person.

Of course, this weakness is relative.

In fact, even if a weak person faces Lao Hu, he is still a strong one.

However, just in case, it is natural to make various assumptions.

Before Lao Hu went up, Su Mu hinted to him to choose someone among them.

But he just didn't choose.

Therefore, if Zhuo Buli goes up, it is naturally impossible to leave Su Mu weak.

Based on Su Mu's understanding of Brother Zhuo, in Brother Zhuo's eyes, this is an excellent opportunity to train himself.

lose?

impossible.

Zhuo Buli's confidence in Su Mu was a hundred times stronger than that of Su Mu himself.

The players on both sides are absolutely confidential, and no one can know except for a few really core people.

As Su Mu was, it was Mr. Ning Qingyuan who personally went to Dongyang to tell him.

On the Japanese Fuso side, except for the three or five core members of the Broken Dragon Plan, no one else knew about it.

Even the Taira clan and the Genji clan are not qualified to know.

So when Fujiwara saw that person, he was immediately shocked.

"Is it him?"

"Oh my God, how could it be this His Highness?"

"Unexpectedly, this His Highness is actually one of the three."

A trace of shock and a slightly complicated expression also flashed across Fujiwara's face.

Because that person is none other than his biological brother, who is also a prince of the royal family.

Su Mu's brows jumped slightly.

Damn it.

Cheating to this extent is considered refreshing and refined.

No matter what the identity of the other party is, this is definitely not a master that can be cultivated by any sect or organization on earth.

He could tell at a glance that the other party had been transformed.

Different from Lao Hu's strengthening, the other party's transformation is a real transformation.

The opponent is also not an ancient warrior, but his strength and even fighting skills are superior to Lao Hu's.

Su Mu was very worried about whether Lao Hu could withstand the beating.

The best result is to simply admit defeat.

But in that case, it would be impossible for Lao Hu to agree.

This is the greatest humiliation to him.

In a sense, Lao Hu is a professional soldier in the standard sense.

Not bellicose.

But never be afraid of fighting.

In Lao Hu's eyes, there is no battle that should or should not be fought.

He only knows four words forever.

Orders and prohibitions.

As long as it is an order, it must be carried out to the letter.

Fortunately, the Xingtian project gave Lao Hu enough confidence.

Hu Jianjun took a deep look at the other party, then lowered his head and began to slowly unbutton his military uniform.

He first took off his coat, folded it neatly, and then took off his close-fitting shirt.

Also folded.

Placed in a corner of the ring, he began to slowly warm up.

Lao Hu has a slender figure, and his muscles are like steel ingots that have been tempered for thousands of times, glowing with luster, and having a great visual impact on people.

The opponent has also entered the battlefield, standing on one side, with a cold face and a serious expression, just standing there, like a statue.

Obviously, he didn't take Hu Jianjun seriously at all.

Freud's face on the light screen also looked a bit wrong, but he could only cough lightly and said loudly:

"First game, let's begin."

The warehouse and the place where the signal was transmitted were all plunged into absolute silence.

Su Mu's expression also became cold and stern.

I just hope Lao Hu won’t be too pushy.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Hu Jianjun and that person.

The other party looked at Hu Jianjun and stood there quietly.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds.

Suddenly, he grinned and spoke in blunt Chinese:

"I, Fushimi Palace, I will... beat you to death."


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