fifth form

Chapter 2427 Please Come
Zhang Xuezhou felt that he looked weird after exercising and shaping his body.

His body was indeed shaped into a golden dragon fish.

In the form of a golden arowana, he can only blow bubbles, swim, and talk nonsense, without any powerful means.

Of course, if the presence of thousands of dragon fish swimming alongside him could be considered an ability, then he had to admit that it was a good ability to hide and take a beating.

While inheriting the ability of the fish dragon to hide relatively perfectly, he also gained the ability to leap over the dragon gate.

Whenever he leaps out of the galaxy-like school of fish, he will have the ability to become a more powerful carrier.

The forms of these bodies are derived from his opponents in battle, such as calling on fire beads to transform into the fire bird form of the Empress Dowager, or calling on the remains of black dragons to transform into Luo Zhong's black dragon body, or being contaminated by nine-petal flowers to manifest.

This ability seemed amazing, but Zhang Xuezhou felt terrible.

He seems to need to defeat his opponent in a battle to gain the ability, but if he has the ability to defeat his opponent, what can he do with the ability of a defeated opponent.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou evolves by leaping into the Dragon Gate, he is not the original owner and cannot freely use the various abilities in this form.

Ying Fusu swung his sword, and the nine-petal flower he evolved from was hit hard.

Zhang Xuezhou could only be thankful that the nine-petal flower form was indeed very good at taking a beating.

As a body of transportation created by Huang Daoxian, the Nine-petal Flower was extremely powerful, leaving him helpless at the time.

If the successor chosen by Huang Daoxian had not had a weak mentality, and if Zhang Xuezhou had not been hiding well all those years, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his luck would have collapsed long ago, or even died.

When Ying Fusu swung his sword, he felt the nine-petal flower in bud state just shook slightly, and there was almost no pain.

Thousands of dragon fish require a killing move with extremely wide coverage to destroy, while the nine-petal flower can only be penetrated by an extremely powerful attack.

It was precisely because he had witnessed Ying Fusu's ability to strike on a large scale that Zhang Xuezhou tried to touch the remnants of the nine-petal flower when he evolved, thus making a choice different from his previous transformation into a black dragon.

As it turned out, he made a good choice.

With his mind and consciousness in the bud, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he owned a fortress that no matter how much Ying Fusu outside jumped up and down, he could not break it open.

"Ying Fusu!"

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly fumbled with the nine-petal flower, trying to find a way to control it as much as possible, trying to replicate the power of the nine-petal flower at that time.

With a shout, Ying Fusu, who was outside slashing with a sword, glanced over.

"who are you?"

Ying Fusu frowned, and the golden light in his eyes turned into faint black threads. He looked at the turtle shell in front of him again.

"Who am I? You don't even know who I am?" Zhang Xuezhou said, wasting time.

"I haven't had contact with the outside world for a long time, and I'm not aware of the changes in the world. I have indeed never heard of you," Ying Fusu said, standing solemnly with a sword in his hand.

"No wonder you haven't heard of my name, Li Shaojun," Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

"Li Shaojun?" Ying Fusu frowned and said, "You are the demon king, why do you want to take a human name like this from Southern Continent?"

"I am not the Demon King. I was just injected with demon blood by the Demon King, which is why I am in this state now!"

Zhang Xuezhou always speaks with both true and false words. Even if he wants to tell a lie, the content must be nine true and one false, so as to confuse the true and the false.

Now he is obviously using the same old tricks again.

"So you are a human?" Ying Fusu asked, "or a human from Southern Continent?"

"That's right!"

“It’s impossible. In my Great Qin cultivator list, there are 4,325 cultivators with the surname Li. Those who are normally eligible have already been recruited, and only those who are not good enough in cultivation will be removed. It is rare for someone as strong as you to appear on the list. As for Li... Among those who were missing from the list, there is a young cultivator named Li Shaojun. Li Shaojun..." Ying Fusu whispered a few times, his face looking slightly ugly.

It is obvious that even if the Qin Dynasty recruited talented people from all over the world, the world would not be unable to function without the Qin Dynasty.

Even without the Qin's masters and armored corps, masters still reappeared in Southern Continent.

The burning of the classics did not cut off the inheritance. Instead, it became more and more advanced over time, and even the abilities of the monks became extremely difficult.

The invincible general Yang Duanhe was defeated, and Ying Fusu was also imprisoned after encountering his opponent named Li Shaojun.

The changes in the world have made Ying Fusu feel a little unfamiliar.

He originally thought that everything was caused by Zhu Jiuyin, but it was obvious that the matter was also closely related to this cultivator named Li Shaojun.

"What do you want to do?"

The idea that fighting is a matter of life and death is deeply rooted in people's minds. Even though Ying Fusu was holding a sword and still asking questions, he slowly observed around the nine-petal flower, trying to find the opponent's flaw.

"I've already told you once, I was just passing by Mount Tai and accidentally came here," Zhang Xuezhou reiterated, "I'm an innocent passerby. I was really dragged here when I returned to Chang'an City to visit relatives and friends. Everything has nothing to do with me, and I didn't get any benefits from you!"

Ying Fusu ignored Zhang Xuezhou's words. Regardless of whether Zhang Xuezhou was sincere or had come in by mistake, there was no room for maneuver for both of them at this point.

No matter how the other party explains, no matter whether he begs for mercy or is merciful, it cannot change the situation of hostility between each other, and there must be a victory or defeat, life or death.

Ying Fusu had received many instructions and was well versed in warfare, but his opponent obviously knew very little about it and thought that he could get along with each other by explaining it clearly.

If it were decades ago, Ying Fusu felt that such a great monk would be disliked by the Qin Emperor, but he would most likely become friends with him.

Compared with Emperor Qin Ying Zheng and many generals with strong murderous intentions, Ying Fusu can be considered to have a gentle temperament and he also likes to be friends with gentle people.

He held the Taia sword, poked the huge flower with the sword, and finally sighed.

"What a pity!" Ying Fusu sighed.

"What a pity?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I'm sure I can't do anything to you," Ying Fusu said.

"That's a good thing," Zhang Xuezhou said, "Since you can't do anything to me, and I don't want to do anything to you, then we can get along peacefully!"

"It's a pity that this is a battle of luck." Ying Fusu shook his head and said, "A battle of luck won't allow me to give in, and I can't give in either!"

"Uh?"

"The only solution now is for me to ask my father for help so that I can defeat you!"

Ying Fusu retreated with the sword in his hand very seriously, and bowed towards the nine-petal flower where Zhang Xuezhou was.

"When you lose the battle, you and I will fight to the death, and I will find you a cave to hide in!"

In a fight between life and death, Ying Fusu could not give in, and there was a limit to what he could do.

Ying Fusu's attitude towards his Lord was to peel off his skin, extract his tendons, take his scales to make armor, and condense his remaining soul to make pills to swallow, but he showed great respect for his opponent in front of him, and was willing to find a cemetery for him to bury him so that he could rest in peace after death.

"Hey, if you really want to kill me, you can't give in even a little bit. I love peace very much. There is no need for us to fight to the death. Just give in a little bit..."

A mumbling sound came from the center of the flower bud. Ying Fusu shook his head, then stood upright with his sword in hand.

"The Emperor of Heaven has bestowed upon me the mandate of the universe, and the God of Earth has bestowed upon me the grace of the universe. I, your son, sincerely ask you to bring the Holy Body down to me..."

(End of this chapter)