Chapter 991 Lend Me the Iron Rod!

Fang Bai and Tu Hu did not use any dirty tricks, and they fought openly and honestly. If they lost, they would lose, and if they won, they would win. Neither of them would regret or resent each other.

In Huang Miao's words, the battle between two people is a battle between gentlemen.

The four team members behind Tu Hu originally looked down on Fang Bai, thinking that Fang Bai was just looking for abuse in his fight against Tu Hu, and even made fun of Fang Bai and belittled him in various ways.

However, when Fang Bai released an aura that was comparable to that of Tu Hu, the four of them suddenly fell silent, feeling uneasy in their hearts for fear of offending Fang Bai.

What can be expected is that after this experience, Fang Bai will become the core disciple of Bitao Martial Academy like Tu Hu.

The four people behind Tu Hu were all inner court disciples, and the core disciples were much higher than these inner court disciples in terms of strength and status, and they were not comparable to them.

Therefore, if Fang Bai wants to punish the four of them in the future, he will definitely make them suffer.

Now, they only hope that Tu Hu can defeat Fang Bai in this duel and dampen Fang Bai's spirit. This will make Fang Bai a little bit afraid. He is worried about Tu Hu's face and does not dare to find himself easily. Trouble for a few people.

"Junior Brother Fang, where is your weapon?"

Facing Fang Bai who he couldn't see through, Tu Hu didn't dare to have any confidence. He slowly took out the long knife he was wearing, pointed the tip of the knife diagonally at the ground, and asked solemnly.

"Weapon...Oh, I came in such a hurry, I forgot to take it with me!"

Fang Bai gave a random reason, spread his hands and said.

In Fang Bai's space ring, there are several spiritual weapons such as the Blood Drinking Knife. However, since he came to the Zhenwu World, he has never met an opponent worthy of using the spiritual weapons, so several spiritual weapons are lying in the space ring.

Occasionally, when there is no one around, Fang Bai will take out a few spiritual weapons and practice them to avoid becoming unfamiliar.

To deal with an opponent like Tu Hu who was not on the same level at all, Fang Bai was too lazy to use spiritual weapons, so he gave a random excuse.

"Forgot to bring it?"

Tu Hu's face darkened.

Some warriors have weapons in their hands, some hanging on their waists, some tied to their backs, and some hidden in their clothes.

The weapons hidden in the clothes are mainly soft weapons, and most of them are wrapped around the waist close to the body.

Tu Hu didn't see Fang Bai's weapon and thought he was carrying a soft weapon, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't carry one at all.

You must know that a suitable weapon can enhance the combat power of a warrior. When encountering a matter of life and death, it is equal to an extra chance of survival.

Therefore, every time they go into the mountains for training, the first thing that the disciples of Bitao Martial Arts Academy do is bring their own weapons.

Someone like Fang Bai who dared to enter the mountain even after forgetting to bring his weapon was considered a weirdo.

"How about I borrow a weapon to use?"

Fang Bai said, turning to look at Huang Miao and others, and finally his eyes fell on the iron rod in Liu Liehu's hand.

"Xie Hu, lend me your iron rod!"

Fang Bai waved to Liu Yehu and motioned for him to throw the iron rod over.

Fang Bai knew that warriors like Tu Hu had a sense of arrogance in their chests. He proposed to fight with weapons. If he was bare-handed, he would take it as an insult.

Fang Bai didn't bother to use his spiritual weapon, and in order to show respect for Tu Hu, his opponent, he thought of temporarily borrowing an iron rod from Liu Yehu.

"Actually...my weapon is also an iron rod, similar to the one used by Hunter Tiger!"

Fang Bai said to Tu Hu with a smile.

The reason why Fang Bai explained this to Tu Hu was because he wanted to tell Tu Hu: Although my iron rod is borrowed, it will not affect my fighting strength. It is fair to fight with you.

Despite this, Tu Hu still frowned, feeling slightly unhappy.

From Tu Hu's point of view, he used the long knife because he was prepared to fight Fang Bai with all his strength.

But Fang Bai borrowed someone else's weapon to fight, which made Tu Hu feel slighted, thinking that even if he defeated Fang Bai, he would still be a bit weak.

But after thinking about it again, Tu Hu felt relieved.

How could a warrior as young and powerful as Fang Bai not be a little conceited and arrogant?

If it were him, I would probably be worse than Fang Bai, right?

Maybe Fang Bai thought that he could defeat his opponent with a casually borrowed weapon, right?

Tu Hu thought about this, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are not using your own weapon, and your combat power will eventually be affected. I don't want to take advantage of you... Let's do this, if I can't beat you within fifty moves, I will lose!"

Tu Hu spoke loudly, with a bit of arrogance in his tone. He felt that this was a truly fair fight.

Fang Bai didn't hesitate and said, "Okay: let's decide the outcome with fifty moves!"

"Stand back!"

Tu Hu turned his head and shouted to the four team members behind him.

"Senior Sister Huang, you guys, please step back!"

Fang Bai turned around and said to Huang Miao and the other four.

Tu Hu defeated Zhou Tong, who was ranked eighth on the core disciples' combat power list. He had already demonstrated a combat power that surpassed that of ordinary core disciples, and Fang Bai also released a warrior aura that was not weaker than Tu Hu's.

Therefore, the duel between Tu Hu and Fang Bai is equivalent to a duel between two core disciples. Once they start fighting, the destructive power produced is extraordinary.

Both members of Tu Hu's team and Huang Miao's team knew this very well, so after hearing Tu Hu and Fang Bai's shouts, they retreated one after another, leaving a large empty space in the middle.

"Junior Brother Fang, take action!"

Tu Hu's eyes glowed with light, his tongue burst with spring thunder, and he roared loudly. True energy flowed around his body, his thick black hair flew, and his blood-stained clothes were stirring.

He entered a peak fighting state. The tip of the knife was pointing diagonally at the ground and could be swung out at any time. The warrior's aura turned into an invisible pressure and quickly forced towards Fang Bai.

Wherever the pressure passed, the flowers and plants clung to the ground.

Although Huang Miao and others were several feet away from Fang Bai, they still felt the invisible pressure from Tuhu. The pressure made them have difficulty breathing, and their blood surged, and they had to use their own true energy to counteract it before they felt Feel better.

"The core disciples are indeed amazing!"

Huang Miao and others outside the duel venue felt such tremendous pressure. One can imagine what kind of pressure Fang Bai, who faced Tu Hu, would endure?

Of course, if Fang Bai couldn't even withstand Tu Hu's pressure, then there would be no need to continue this duel between them.

Huang Miao and others were a little worried at first, but after seeing Fang Bai's always upright figure, they felt relieved.

If Tu Hu's pressure is like a wave constantly crashing over me, then Fang Bai is like a small island in the sea. No matter how the waves beat me, I remain unmoved.