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A beautiful woman in ancient costume with a frail tangle between her brows leaned on Lu Bu's chest, looked at the amazed people in the field, and asked aloud.

The sound is like the singing of warblers in the valley, and every melody echoes in the heart of every man just right.

This is a cultural contest. After the female members of Night Raid felt ashamed at the beginning, they suddenly burst into an emotion of not admitting defeat.

"Cicada, this is another world."

After explaining Diao Chan's confusion in a soft voice, Lu Bu still raised his eyebrows at Fusu to signal.

You old bachelor!

I really want to use Lu Bu to sacrifice to the sky!

Fusu snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to this naive person any more. After clasping fists with Diao Chan and Lu Lingqi, he shook his long sleeves and turned around to leave.

Sure enough, find a chance to kill this guy!

The celebration held by Estes was in the arena of the imperial capital; after being squeezed into the crowded stands by the crowd, Lu Bu directly punched several gangsters who were going to take advantage of Diaochan, and also took advantage of his tall body The location with the best view.

As for Fusu, he is holding a number plate alone, waiting to show his martial arts in the duel field.

It has to be said that Estes is sometimes so simple and rude. The celebration of returning from a big victory turned out to be a martial arts competition, which also has the meaning of recruiting relatives for himself and attracting talents.

In addition to the desire to conquer, no matter how you look at it, Esdeth is the choice of a good general that Fusu is unwilling to give up.

"The next contestant, young master Fusu!"

Following the referee's broadcast, Fusu walked slowly from the audience into the duel arena.

Dressed in a white shirt, with a delicate and fair face, a samurai with a sword spat in disdain: "Cut, it's actually a little boy!"

"Little boy, I'll blame you for your bad luck when you meet me!"

Before the referee signaled the start of the duel, the samurai with the sword raised his samurai sword and struck at Fusu.

"bass!"

The blade shining with cold light was caught by Fusu's two fingers, no matter how the warrior struggled, he couldn't shake Fusu's two fair fingers.

From the beginning to the end, Fusu's eyes did not fall on this unknown dragon suit. His bright eyes touched Estes on the high platform, sparking sparks invisible to others.

"Get me? Such an undisguised desire?"

"Is this impolite person to be punished?"

Tegu Shilan, who was standing by the side, asked for instructions.

"No, this is a strong man."

"Young master help Su Sheng!"

Fusu, who had already slapped several players one by one, finally made Esdes a little interested.

Stepping on military boots and slowly walking down the arena from the high platform, Esdesi said to Fusu with a calm smile on his face, "You have the right to let me know your name!"

"Da Qin, son Fu Su."

Fusu was still calm, as if he didn't feel the chill brought by Esdes' unique ability at all.

"You want to have me?"

What the hell?

Let's talk!

Don't slander as soon as you come up!

Fu Su thought about whether Esdesi would have misunderstood her. He just wanted her to be the general of Daqin, so there were so many obscene things.

Or, let Esdes betray the empire and become a general under his command, is that what Esdes thinks he owns?

It seems that the logic is correct!

"If General Estes thinks so, so be it."

"Haha! You have a lot of guts. If you didn't show that obvious desire at the beginning, maybe I would have taken a fancy to you."

"Now use your strength to conquer me!"

"Or be conquered by me!"

"Then, as you wish."

045 The Contest with Estes

Ever since he saturated himself with energy, Fusu hadn't really exerted his full strength.

Even in the Marvel world, it's just a small test, nothing to do.

Squeezing the ice pick that Esdeth shot with his bare hands, Fusu didn't even have the intention of dodging, and still stood there calmly watching Esdesh.

Knowing that you are in the world of TV dramas, if it were you, what would you do?

Pursue the powerful exercises that make people excited?

Or is it the powerful blood that can shatter the sky?

In the Lotus Lantern, it has been narrating about the power of love. The depth of love in your heart is the strength of the mana you exert.

A world like Dragon Ball can inspire the blood power of Saiyans, and it is also a heart that originates from Monkey King.

For another example, Ultraman, the holder of the power of light, is also the power of the mind.

The power of the heart is invisible, but whether it is TV anime or Taoist classics, the power of the heart has always been put first.

When you are in the world of film and television animation, why do you have to hold the point of view of the real world and still deny the existence of spiritual power?

Utopias cannot bring about change, but a strong heart can certainly bring about miracles.

This is Fusu's point of view, and it is also the path he has never been lost in.

If only skills and blood can determine a person's future, then he has already deviated from the meaning of Tao.

The way of man is to give more than enough to hurt; the way of heaven is to give more than enough to hurt.

The highest goodness is like water, and water is balanced, high and low.

The only thing God is fair to everyone is the heart given at birth.