Xuanxia

Chapter 757 Group fight

For half an hour, Fu Qingzhou did not prepare anything.

He just got some strong and tough grass roots and tightened his belt.

As for the weapon, he just broke off a relatively straight branch from a nearby tree. The branch was swung in the air with great force, which was definitely enough to beat someone.

Next, he simply found a quiet place, leaned against a rock and closed his eyes to rest.

"Master Fu, the time is almost up."

After a while, Chen Yanwu's voice came: "Brother Ji is calling you over."

Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes, smiled, and stood up with the help of a wooden stick.

Seeing his stick, Chen Yanwu asked curiously, "Master Fu, you're going to take this?"

"Isn't this enough?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "It's long enough and heavy enough. Without using the inner energy, it can take away a bag with one hit and a patch of green with one sweep. That's enough."

Chen Yanwu was still curious: "But if they find a way to get a stone knife or a stone spear, and you can't use martial arts, this stick won't be enough, right?"

"Are you testing me here?"

Fu Qingzhou laughed and said, "After all, this isn't a life-and-death fight. Whether it's a stone knife or a stone spear, we don't dare to really stab anyone in the vitals. But with this wooden stick, I can beat them however I want. Who says you're at a disadvantage?"

Chen Yanwu was a little surprised: "Master Fu, you are quite cunning?"

"so so."

Fu Qingzhou squinted his eyes and said, "Let's practice archery when we have time."

As they were talking, they had already walked back to the place where they had eaten snake meat before. Ji Yisong had already set up a number of tents here, and no one knew where these tents had been hidden before.

Hearing Fu Qingzhou coming, he stepped forward and bowed: "Master Fu, I'm sorry to trouble you for a while."

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "What do you mean?"

"I hope you will be the last one to challenge me." Ji Yisong said straight to the point: "After all, you are the strongest. Only if you stay on the field can you put real pressure on them."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Without my true essence and martial arts skills, am I still the strongest?"

"Yes."

Ji Yisong smiled slightly: "The fact that you have achieved so much more than others proves that you are the strongest."

"I know how to praise people." Fu Qingzhou spread his hands: "Since you said so, I will listen to you."

"Thank you, sir."

Ji Yisong bowed deeply.

Soon, others came back from various parts of the swamp.

Ning Wushu did make herself a stone knife. She smashed a long, flat stone into a sharp tip and ground a blade. No one knew how she did it in just half an hour.

Wu Changfeng was quite clever. Seeing that Fu Qingzhou's crocodile leather armor was very reliable, he skinned several crocodiles that had chased Yuan Zhen before and put on a set of armor for himself. However, his craftsmanship was a little poor, and the armor was a little loose and drooping.

Yuan Zhen couldn't peel off skin to make armor or grind stone into a knife. He just made a wooden stick like Fu Qingzhou.

The only difference is that his stick was thicker, bigger and longer, and it even made people wonder if he had picked up the trunk of a fallen tree.

Murong Xuan and Hua Xiaolan...are more creepy.

They prepared poison.

Needless to say, Hua Xiaolan needed half an hour to get a bunch of terrible poisons in the swamp. She came back smiling, and there was no sign of anything unusual on her body. No one knew where her poison was hidden.

Murong Xuan was different. Her sleeves had been torn to pieces during the previous battle with Ji Yisong. Her two slender arms were exposed. Their arms were covered with dark green. Her hands were even darker and greener, as if they were dyed. "Sister Murong."

Hua Xiaolan stared at her hand and asked curiously, "I don't think you are practicing poison skills, but if you introduce poison into your body like this, won't it have any effect on your body?"

Murong Xuan had a favorable impression of the people of Wandu Mountain, and answered seriously: "I didn't practice poison skills, and I don't need to use skills to poison my body. Instead, I have already transformed myself into a half-corpse body - a dead person will naturally not be killed by poison."

"Half corpse?!" Hua Xiaolan's eyes lit up with excitement and curiosity.

Fu Qingzhou interrupted them: "Alright, alright, stop chatting, it's creepy, let's chat privately on a full moon night... How about it, who goes first?"

"Aren't you going to come first?" Ning Wushu asked back.

Fu Qingzhou squinted his eyes and said, "No, I'll be the last one to go up."

"Hey, you're still quite reserved?" Wu Changfeng grinned, "I'll go first! If you all don't use internal energy martial arts, I won't believe that I can't beat you!"

He twisted his ten fingers together, making a crackling sound, and shook his neck back and forth, looking very imposing.

"Then let Brother Wu go first." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Don't be polite, beat him up!"

These words were like a signal. The moment they fell, everyone rushed over!
Among these people, Wu Changfeng is indeed the tallest and has the strongest arms. If we don’t count the blessing of his true energy, he should also be the one with the greatest strength.

With just the first move, he suddenly grabbed Murong Xuan's wrist and threw her out!
Without using martial arts, Murong Xuan naturally could not display her ghostly and magical movements.

But in just this moment, Yuan Zhen's stick hit Wu Changfeng on the back.

He howled in pain and was about to turn around when the back of Ning Wushu's stone knife hit him hard on the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Qingzhou's wooden stick hit Wu Changfeng's knee squarely, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

Hua Xiaolan didn't even take action. She just watched from a distance and shook her head.

Wu Changfeng struggled hard, and finally after barely kicking Yuan Zhen and pushing Ning Wushu, he was hit in the lower abdomen by Fu Qingzhou's stick. He squatted down with a groan of pain.

"No fight, no fight!"

He held his stomach and raised his hands high: "I said stop! Stop!"

Everyone put away their weapons in boredom.

"Actually, it's quite interesting." Yuan Zhen smiled and said, "I don't need any martial arts skills, just swinging the stick casually like this is actually quite enjoyable."

"You are enjoying it, but I am not!"

Wu Changfeng stood up groaningly and looked at Ji Yisong with a sullen look on his face.

Ji Yisong smiled coldly: "If you fail, next one."

Wu Changfeng raised his hands tremblingly: "Well, I just grabbed Miss Murong, and I seem to be poisoned... Can you help me get rid of the poison first..."

Hua Xiaolan rolled her eyes and walked forward.

After a lot of trouble, Wu Changfeng finally recovered.

"Don't lie down."

Ji Yisong said leisurely: "You also have to join in besieging others."

"Fight! I will definitely fight! If I don't fight, I'm a grandson!" Wu Changfeng gritted his teeth and stood up: "Who's next?"

"Then let me give it a try."

Yuan Zhen stood up and clenched the huge wooden stick with both hands: "Everyone, please show mercy."

(End of this chapter)