My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

As a talisman seal master, Mu Fusheng knows the weaknesses of talisman seal masters very well.

Although the talisman seals can be carved in advance and used directly.

But for the Fu Seal Master, it still takes a little time to use the Fu Seal and detonate the Fu Seal.

However, this point has been overcome for Mu Fusheng, and it can almost reach the level of instant explosion.

However, most other talisman seal masters are not good at it, and they need to spend a lot of energy on talisman seal writing, which also leads to the neglect of other aspects of practice.

Therefore, a Fu Seal Master, even an Array Master, is at his weakest when he is being approached.

At the same time, in some very specific situations, Talisman cannot be used.

Mu Fusheng will never allow himself to have weaknesses.

So Mu Fusheng actually spends more time cultivating his actual combat abilities.

After all, when others see that he is a talisman seal master, they will definitely think that his close-up ability is weak, and they will definitely try their best to get close to him so that he does not use talismans and seals, right?

At this time, if a more powerful actual combat ability is exposed, it will definitely be able to catch him by surprise.

Holy Son Xuanming stared at Mu Fusheng with an ugly expression, feeling the aura of him bursting out from the middle stage of the ancestral realm.

You know, Holy Son Xuanming also used a secret method to escape from the prince's tomb, and only after receiving blood infusion from the Xuanwu statue to restore his body did he reach the middle stage of the ancestral realm!

At that time, in the early days of the Ancestral Realm, he had been mocking Mu Fusheng's strength.

Turns out the clown is me?

On the high platform, Jiu Xuan wiped his sweat and said: "The middle stage of the ancestral realm... isn't Brother Mu's true strength?"

Jiu Bailu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "He's hiding his clumsiness again. Not only that, the ancient divine thunder is useless."

In the prince's tomb, Mu Fusheng displayed more than just this.

It's a pity that Holy Son Xuanming was eliminated early and did not see the strength shown by Mu Fusheng.

On top of the giant turtle, Xuan Ye, the emperor of the Xuanwu Dynasty, also lowered his head and looked at the column where the Holy Son Xuan Ming was, and whispered: "Can you avenge your shame and slay the inner demons? Only in this way can Xuan Ming be Use your bloodline to its full potential.”

Holy Son Xuanming looked at Mu Fusheng and took a deep breath. Wisps of heavy black aura gradually spread throughout the venue.

The black aura was so strong that it formed droplets of black water, floating in the space.

It's more than a little more condensed than when I fought Xiao Hei before!

Mu Fusheng just stood there, with the black water droplets floating in the air touching his clothes and body, and he could clearly feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier!

Even the breath in the body and the speed of blood flow are hindered!

Under the realm of Xuan Ming, the body of Holy Son Xuan Ming curled up, and his skin was covered with scales that shone with black light!

"Even so, as a talisman master, how strong can your actual combat ability be? How can you break through my defense as long as I don't give you a chance to use talisman?"

After saying that, Holy Son Xuanming curled up into a ball and rushed towards Mu Fusheng like a black iron ball!

Mu Fusheng's face was dull. When he saw the charging black iron ball, he did not rush towards it like Xiao Hei did. Instead, he kicked his right foot slightly, stepped back with his left foot, and retreated backward.

In the process of retreating, Mu Fusheng raised his palm towards the dark clouds above.

"Are you just going to run away?!"

Upon seeing this, Holy Son Xuanming roared and sped up!

Mu Fusheng did not pay attention to the words of Holy Son Xuanming. When fighting on the battlefield, unless there are some specific circumstances, verbal victory is the most useless.

At the same time, if you lose, these words will turn into a more powerful slap on your face.

Mu Fusheng has also been calculating the distance between Holy Son Xuanming and himself.

At the moment when there was only a hundred meters left.

Mu Fusheng's raised hand suddenly fell down!

Suddenly, dark clouds began to roll in! The sounds of dragons roaring and tigers roaring broke through the clouds!

Thunder surges!

Thick thunderbolts fell down like world-destroying spears!

At the moment when Lei Lei fell into the Xuanming realm.

With those droplets of water, thunder began to spread rapidly, until the entire Xuanming Realm was filled with purple-blue thunder!

This had little impact on Mu Fusheng, but it had a great impact on Holy Son Xuanming.

Those streaks of thunder followed the water droplets and landed directly on the scales of Holy Son Xuanming!

The expression of Holy Son Xuanming changed slightly, "You have such a good grasp of the principles of thunder? Can you actually penetrate my scales directly?"

This is also the reason why Mu Fusheng calculates the distance from Xuanming Holy Son.

After all, the bloodline ability of Holy Son Xuanming is powerful. Even if it is filled with the law of water, the power of water conduction will weaken with the distance without using ancient divine thunder.

At the same time, when the body of Holy Son Xuanming was attacked by thunder, the world-destroying spears that broke through the clouds continued to pour down on the location of Holy Son Xuanming like a gust of wind and rain!

For a moment, the entire column was illuminated by lightning!

It even spread to the entire Martial God Tomb!

The Ancient Sage on the other side, as well as Xiao Hei, who was pressing the opponent to fight, were all attracted.

On the high platform, everyone's eyes were narrowed by the lightning.

Although the distance is not very close, everyone on the high platform can feel how powerful this thunder is.

Under the column, the powerful people in the academy frowned even more.

There are very few people in this realm who can master the principles of thunder to this extent.

Where Hungling Academy is located, the four direct disciples except Tan Zongzhao all showed shocked expressions.

They had heard a lot about Mu Fusheng and his party during this period.

It should be said that ever since Mu Fusheng and the others were specially recruited into the academy, things have been turbulent.

Ye Qiubai, Xiao Hei, Shi Sheng and Fang Qiong broke records in various inheritance secret realms and rushed to the ranking stone tablet as quickly as possible.

It can be said to be unprecedented.

But as one of them, he has not made any achievements in the sea of ​​thunder, and has not even been on the ranking stone monument until now.

Although this is normal, under the contrast of Ye Qiubai and the others, it seems a bit unremarkable.

But he didn't expect that Mu Fusheng would be at such a high level and at the same time be so skillful in controlling the principles of thunder.

This shouldn't be the case!

Many students who rank at the top of the Stone Tablets in Thunder Sea cannot reach the level of Mu Fusheng.

Could it be that he is hiding his clumsiness?

This is hidden too deeply!

The dazzling thunder gradually dissipated.

The figures of Holy Son Xuanming and Mu Fusheng gradually appeared on the column.

Mu Fusheng reached out his hand and still stood on the spot with his back straight, but he put some distance between himself and Holy Son Xuanming.

On the other hand, what about Holy Son Xuanming?

Black smoke was rising all over his body, and the scales that shone with light were even more burnt.

Half squatting on the ground, he looked at Mu Fusheng with a surprised expression.

It seems that Mu Fusheng's strength is incredible!

Before that...why not just use this trick?

Damn, why do I feel like I’ve been cheated...