Fallen Genius

An hourglass time passed in a blink of an eye, and a desolate hillside came into Fu Shubao's sight.

The mass graves dedicated to burying unowned wild corpses 500 years ago have disappeared after more than 1000 years of erosion. Only a few round mounds of soil can be vaguely seen. Standing quietly among them, it seems to be telling what happened back then.

Looking roughly across the hillside, Fu Shubao frowned slightly. Except for a few ancient tombs whose age could no longer be verified, all he saw were weeds. The knee-length weeds occupied the entire hillside, so dense that he couldn't get down.

"Is it this place? There is no such thing as the ancient castle described in those historical materials. Did that guy draw a fake picture for me in order to ask for money?" He took out the simple map drawn by the waiter and placed it in the moonlight. After reading it again, Fu Shubao threw the map on the ground depressedly, then stepped on the crumpled paper fiercely, and said angrily: "Damn it, I'm the one who lied to you!" Now, turn back and let those bounties become your kid's medical expenses!"

Just as he was about to leave, the sound of scattered footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the woods on the opposite hillside.Under the dim moonlight, Fu Shubao suddenly saw five men with long knives creeping towards him.There was wind on the hillside, and it kept whimpering and blowing non-stop. If it was in the past, under the complicated sound environment, he would never have heard this kind of deliberately controlled footsteps, but since the beginning After practicing the wood element perception ability, he was able to catch the unusual footsteps in the wind.It felt like the wind was a familiar friend of his, and it told him all this with its subtle changes.

After seeing those five people, Fu Shubao squatted down suddenly, and quickly shifted his place with the weeds up to his knees.As soon as he hid himself, the five men with knives touched the mound of the ancient tomb where he was standing before.Taking a closer look under the hazy moonlight, the hotel waiter who had drawn him a map earlier was impressively among them.The other four were all in their early thirties, with fierce appearances, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.

In the middle of the night, and the place was a mass grave that had been abandoned for more than a thousand years, Fu Shubao couldn't think of what else these five men with knives could do besides killing him.At this time, taking advantage of the hazy night and the long weeds growing in disorder, he could have slipped away, but he chose to stay.

The five men with the knives looked around for a while, but they couldn't find anyone, and soon lost their composure.

"Ye Maozi, that kid was here just now, why did he disappear all of a sudden? Could it be that my eyes are blurred?" A Chinese character said in a low voice.

It turned out that the waiter at the hotel was called Ye Maozi. Fu Shubao, who was hiding in the grass, sneered, and suddenly had an urge to want that name to appear on a certain tombstone.

"I saw it just now, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Could it be that the kid noticed us?" The person called Ye Maozi was a little annoyed.

"Are you sure that kid is rich?" Another man asked aloud.

"Is this still fake? I can tell at a glance whether anyone has money or not. That kid stayed in our hotel last night. He paid a deposit of one gold coin. He asked for the most expensive room. Then he ordered one by himself. There was a lot of food on the table and a jug of good wine, but he only ate a little and threw it away. When I waited for him to return to the room, he called me into the room, gave me two silver coins, and asked me to inquire about the place of Laofenpo , I found out that there is a big reward, I didn’t think much about it at the time, but when I calmed down, the more I thought about it, the more something went wrong. The money bag he took out when he paid was full of coins, so I didn’t need him to open it to see. Just by recalling the jingling sound, you can tell that there are gold coins inside, at least fifty!"

"Fifty coins? Damn it! This time!" the man who spoke first yelled.

Ye Maozi said again, "I'm afraid there are more than fifty coins. I think that boy has an extraordinary temperament and extremely gorgeous clothes. He is probably a prodigal son of a rich family who wandered out to relax. Dozens of gold coins are just pocket money, I guess he must still be carrying a large amount of money."

"His grandfather's! What are we waiting for? Find him quickly, mother, such a fat sheep, I will find him even if I dig up the soil here!" Another man with a knife shouted.

"Wait, in my opinion, it's reasonable for those rich young masters to ask you, Ye Maozi, to introduce some pretty chicks, but how can we ask this man to ask you where Luanfenpo is?" The first one The man who spoke was a little alert and authentic.

"How do I know? He didn't say, do you want to do it or not? I don't care if the fat sheep I got slips away." Ye Maozi said angrily.

"Why don't you do it? In this old graveyard, our brothers killed eighty if not a hundred people. What's the point of adding a rich young master of unknown origin? Spread out and find someone, but don't rush to kill just yet." It’s not too late to kill him after finding out where he came from.” In the leading one, including Ye Maozi, five people held long knives and started searching in five directions.

Fu Shubao quietly crawled in the grass, even blocking his breath.His ears carefully captured every sound coming from the wind, and distinguished those slight sounds, so as to determine the direction of the people searching for him.The one who came to him was the leader who was the first to speak.

The subtle footsteps are getting closer and closer. In fact, not only Fu Shubao is deliberately controlling his voice, but the leader of the bandit is also trying his best to control his voice. If there is no improvement in the perception of the wood element before, it will be difficult for Fu Shubao to grasp it so clearly. The mobile position of the leader of the bandit.

Twenty steps, nineteen steps, eighteen steps...

Fu Shubao, who was prostrate in the grass, slightly supported his upper body, and his feet rested firmly on the ground.His movements are like a cheetah lurking in the dark, ready to pounce on its prey at any time!

Thirteen steps, twelve steps, eleven steps, ten steps!

Ten steps is enough.

Accurately determining the position of the leader of the bandit, Fu Shubao kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, and with a whistling sound, his body immediately shot towards the leader of the bandit like an arrow off the string.Just when his body was lifted off the ground, his right fist was pushed out violently, and it rushed towards the opponent's chest like a cannonball!

Punch of Iron Sand Fist!

However, the deliberate assassination this time is the product of the promotion of Iron Sand Fist's punching punch, superimposed punching punch!

Such a short distance, and being caught off guard, although the leader of the bandit had a certain degree of vigilance, but the incident was so sudden that when he discovered that Fu Shubao was attacking, his reaction was already one step too late .As soon as he put an arm across his chest, Fu Shubao's fist didn't reach, but the strength of the fist had already arrived, and it slammed on his blocked arm.

Click!Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of bones.

But this was just the beginning, just before the bone in his hand was shattered, Fu Shubao's left fist actually hit the right chest of the leader of the bandit with only a tiny interval of time!

Immediately, the right fist came out again, left fist, right fist, left fist!

Like fist-shaped lightning bolts, faster than the gust of wind, within a short distance of ten steps, Fu Shubao punched the leader of the bandit a total of six times!The fist transformed by the meteorite slag of the spirit is as hard as gold and stone, plus the superimposed damage of the superimposed fist, how can this be something ordinary flesh and blood can bear?

Passing by, the leader of the bandit holding a long knife was full of horror, the pupils of his eyes spread rapidly, and blood was bubbling from the corner of his mouth like a fountain, and his death was extremely terrifying.To the end of his life, he could not believe that an operation to make a fortune tonight would turn into his death, let alone imagine that he would die at the hands of a boy who seemed to be only in his early 17s, and he had no power to fight back !

boom!The body of the leader of the bandit crashed down on the grass.

Fu Shubao, however, had another waist, and quickly hid in the dense grass.

The hunt had just begun, how could he trap himself in the siege of four fierce men?

Although his current strength cultivation has entered the first level of spiritual power, he was surprised to find from the assassination just now that the strength of the leader of the bandit is not weaker than him, and it seems to be the first level of spiritual power. Just hit the defensive force field instinctively aroused from his body!It can be deduced from this that although the remaining four are not necessarily as strong as him, they must be about the same. They are only four internal force fighters. Once surrounded and bastard, his situation is also very disadvantageous.

Therefore, asymmetrical strength requires asymmetrical fighting methods.

Assassinate one by one!

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