Hearing Mu Fusheng's threat.
Cang Ming's expression was also extremely unpleasant.
How did you do that?
Without his knowledge, they not only covered the last Leifeng Pagoda with talismans, but also buried them at his feet.
Mu Fusheng smiled but remained silent.
The Xuanming Holy Son scoffed, "It's nothing but a smokescreen. You didn't notice it because of your arrogance."
At this point, the Xuanming Holy Son explained, "While you were arrogantly attacking those thunder peaks, the enemy had already begun their preparations, silently covering the last thunder peak with talismans."
"At the same time, talismans were buried beneath each of those thunderbolts beforehand. After you broke through those thunderbolts, the talismans disappeared into the ground. Simultaneously, the explosion of the last thunderbolt attracted all your attention. Once you activated the talismans that had been buried in the ground, you would be trapped in an encirclement."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Mu Fusheng with strange expressions.
In other words, Cang Ming did not lose entirely due to a lack of strength.
Rather, it was because of his arrogance that he failed to pay enough attention to other aspects, thus gradually falling into Mu Fusheng's trap.
Upon hearing this, Cang Ming's expression turned extremely grim, and the hand gripping the Bloodtooth Saber trembled incessantly.
However, in his current state, even if he blocked the talismans at his feet, he would have no chance to continue wielding his sword.
But Mu Fusheng is different; he definitely still has talismans, and he still has the resources to spare.
Thinking of this, Cang Ming stared intently at Mu Fusheng, gritting his teeth as he said, word by word, "I... admit defeat!"
Mu Fusheng chuckled softly before putting away the talismans.
Behind them, Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
It's one thing if others don't know, but they certainly do.
If Mu Fusheng were to unleash his true strength, even if he were to use such a tactic to defeat his opponent, his act of affixing the talisman to Leifeng would not be noticed by anyone at all!
In other words, even the act of burying the talisman was something Mu Fusheng deliberately revealed to others.
Even his acting is flawless.
Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong couldn't help but applaud in their hearts.
The crown prince watched this seemingly absurd scene unfold, pondering it for a long time without finding a solution.
Could it be that my previous guess was wrong?
However, to be fair, Mu Fusheng's strategy was quite effective.
Cang Ming state, too ashamed to stay any longer.
Although the Third Prince still wore a smile, it was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that his eyes were now clouded with malice.
Mu Fusheng smiled faintly and cupped his hands towards the Emperor, saying, "This junior has made a fool of himself."
The Emperor waved his hand and laughed loudly, "Indeed, brute force duels are commonplace, but battles where the weak triumph over the strong, employing strategy, are quite rare. It's rather refreshing."
Mu Fusheng clasped his hands in a fist salute again, then limped over and sat down behind the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince asked, "Are you alright, Brother Mu? If your injuries are serious, you may leave now."
Mu Fusheng shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'll just take a few pills and meditate for a while."
"Forehead..."
The crown prince gave a dry laugh.
However, unsettling sounds continued to drift from the other side.
"Using only schemes and tricks isn't the right path. In this world, it's all about character and strength. Might makes right."
It's the Black Tortoise Holy Son!
The Black Tortoise Divine Dynasty highly Martial Dao, which was also related to the power of its bloodline.
Although he didn't say this to Mu Fusheng, everyone knew that it was directed at Mu Fusheng.
Mu Fusheng felt quite helpless.
I didn't do anything, and yet I've already been targeted.
Indeed, she truly lives up to her reputation as a femme fatale!
The Minister of Personnel, who supported the Crown Prince, said calmly, "So what if there are schemes and tricks? This is also a matter of one's own strength. If you can't win, you can't win; you're simply less skilled."
The Xuanming Holy Son scoffed, "Inferior in skill? How dare a junior speak so boldly? If Cang Ming, how could he have fallen into the trap? How could he have been defeated by this fellow Daoist?"
The Minister of War added, "On the battlefield, isn't it all about sheer strength in a head-on confrontation? Minister of Personnel, are you perhaps out of your mind, neglecting all external affairs while dealing with domestic matters?"
The Minister of Personnel looked grim.
The Xuanming Holy Son pressed his advantage, saying, "If I were to take the stage, this fellow Daoist wouldn't have had the chance to unleash your Evil Dao."
At this point, the Xuanming Holy Son glanced at Jiu Bailu.
At this moment, the crown prince opened his mouth, as if about to say something.
A loud cracking sound came from behind. Turning around abruptly, he saw Xiao Hei smash the long table to pieces, and angrily stand up, saying, "Since that's how it is, then let's have a fight!"
Mu Fusheng could endure it.
Xiao Hei couldn't stand it.
After all, for him, revenge is taken on the spot, and grudges are settled immediately; he would never let them linger overnight.
Mu Fusheng tugged at Xiao Hei's sleeve and transmitted his voice, "Senior brother, let's talk about it after the military exercises."
Xiao Hei, without turning his head, transmitted his voice. "Isn't there you? Even if I reveal my strength, and the other side comes up with a countermeasure, you can clean up the mess. Senior brother believes in you."
Mu Fusheng felt like vomiting blood!
You really have to force me to reveal all my hidden cards, don't you?
However, having already said all that, Mu Fusheng had no choice but to give up.
Xuanming Holy Son looked at Xiao Hei and sneered, "Not just anyone is worthy of sparring with me."
Xiao Hei said "Oh," and then asked, "What, are you scared?"
Upon hearing this, the Xuanming Holy Son narrowed his eyes slightly, and an extremely heavy, bluish-black aura emanated from his body.
"Then let's give it a try."
However, just as the two were about to walk towards the center of the red carpet...
The emperor on the throne spoke.
"Alright, let's stop here." The emperor said calmly, "This is just a banquet; sparring is merely to add to the merriment. It wouldn't be good to further damage the harmony."
"The military exercises are about to begin. You should be one of the candidates to join the Crown Prince's side in the battle, right? Getting injured here will affect the subsequent military exercises."
"Let's end our sparring here for today."
The emperor spoke.
Naturally, a fight couldn't break out.
The dark blue aura around the Xuanming Holy Son began to recede into his body, and the heavy feeling began to dissipate.
The Holy Son looked at Xiao Hei, grinning coldly, "You'll have your chance to witness my power." Then, the Xuanming Holy Son looked at Mu Fusheng, who was meditating and "healing," and chuckled, "You too."
He then sat down.
Xiao Hei snorted coldly and returned to his seat, which had already been rearranged.
In this eerie atmosphere, the banquet came to an end.
Jiu Bailu left alone ahead of time.
Mu Fusheng and his two companions left the palace with the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince said, "How about coming over to my place? I can tell you the details of the military exercises."
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P. S.: I'm still writing the three chapters from yesterday, oh my god, I have to finish them before I go to sleep!