Chapter 32: Fierce battle with Csun

The little girl was surprised to not resist, but smiled gratefully on the other side of the Qingshu Newspaper and then said, "It's nothing. He said he appreciated my courage and fighting spirit very much, so he helped me for a while."

"What about him now?" Fang Qingshu asked.

"He has fallen into a deep sleep again now." The little girl said with a little regret, "Oh, I really don't know when I can fully control such powerful power!"

"No matter how powerful the Chiyou War Soul Flag has, it is not yours. Xiaoxue, if you always want to use his power and ignore the improvement of your own strength, then he may never admit you again!" Fang Qingshu advised seriously: "Do you understand?"

"Well, don't worry, I will work hard!" The little girl nodded heavily!

"Csun will be here soon. The fierce battle will be extremely fierce in a while. Don't participate in this battle. Protect Ling'er!" Fang Qingshu then reminded.

"Ah!" the little girl said unhappily: "I'm fine, I can really continue to fight!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the tiger's mouth is shattered!" Fang Qingshu said nothing, reached out and picked up the little girl, got off the horse, and came to Ling'er, and said, "Treat treatment. Since Csun dared to come out and seek death by himself, I naturally have a way to make him go without a reply!"

As she said that, Fang Qingshu and Ling'er began to gently help the little girl take off the metal guards from her hands. Looking at the bloody jade hands, Fang Qingshu felt heartbroken. Fortunately, Ling'er was indeed an excellent battlefield doctor. She quickly took out a set of first aid equipment, first rinsed with clean water, and then evenly applied the best wound medicine. Under her treatment, the little girl's hands miraculously returned to snow-white appearance in just a few minutes. It seemed that she had never been injured.

But Fang Qingshu knew that this was just surface healing. In fact, the muscle tissue did not completely close together and could not withstand violent battles. Once the vibration was too large, it would easily crack again, and it would be troublesome at that time. It would take at least a period of time to recover.

The little girl looked at Fang Qingshu's distressed look and felt relieved for no reason. She smiled and joked, "Liar, why are you doing so kind to me?"

"I am very nice to all beauties. Don't forget that you are a member of my reservation in the harem!" Fang Qingshu said shamelessly.

"I want to die, right?" The little girl was so embarrassed that her face turned red, but she surprisingly did not beat her up.

Fang Qingshu smiled proudly, but did not say more nonsense, but instead persuaded: "Remember, you really can't participate in this battle. Otherwise, the wound will break again, and it will be troublesome!"

"But Csun is so powerful, can you beat me without me?" The little girl said worriedly: "And will other teams have any objections?"

"Is I going to die?" Fang Qingshu said disdainfully: "If there are so many men here, if you still want to let an injured woman do it, then they might as well commit suicide, right? Why do you have the shame to call yourself the God's Chosen?"

When Fang Qingshu was speaking, the people from other teams were actually resting not far away, and everyone could hear it clearly. In fact, Fang Qingshu was deliberately telling it to them.

But the problem is here. Even though Edward and the others knew that Fang Qingshu was digging a hole, they had to jump in. Who said that they were all people of identity? How could they save face in front of so many people? If they really didn’t talk about any favors and forced the little girl to join the war, offending Fang Qingshu was a little bitch, and losing their demeanor in front of their own and others, how could they control themselves in the future? How could they communicate with others?

So Edward, Kuchen and others could only look at each other and smile bitterly, and then they all said that they should not be embarrassed by this group of men, and just ask the little girl to watch it.

Although the little girl was honest, she was definitely not stupid. Naturally, she knew that Fang Qingshu was good at writing, so she didn't continue to persist. However, Fang Qingshu knew very well and immediately asked Helena and Ling'er to hide away with the little girl. Of course, he also asked those who had no fighting spirit to consciously go farther away.

Faced with a pervert like Cthun, even a level 4 master can just raise his hand and kill it in seconds, without any effect. Everyone knows everything else. So in a short while, there are only seven remaining war soul owners in the field, and everyone else hides far away.

Then Fang Qingshu made some arrangements, allowing Edward, Kuchen, Hailancha, and four calories melee masters to stand in the front row. Their task is to entangle Cthun tightly, and the rest should not get close to them when they are fine, just use ranged attacks to restrain them.

As for other melee professions that do not have long-range attacks, those responsible for protecting long-range attacks. Because even if they possess the battle soul, they are at most at level seven or eight. I am afraid that Cthun's full-strength attack will be enough to kill in seconds.

They had just assigned a mission, and Cthun's tall figure had already appeared in front of them. The legendary terrifying demon was nearly four meters tall, burly and powerful, and a dark armor on his body. The magic talisman appeared, which was obviously a very good magic armor.

The big sword in his hand was 1.78 meters long and was very cool. Two black gems were inlaid on the sword's mouth, flashing with strange light. The whole sword body was also made of black metal, and it was hazyly covered with a layer of black smoke, which was obviously extremely strange. Everyone present could feel the evil and cold aura emitted by the sword.

As for Cthun himself, not to mention that his scarlet eyes swept the audience coldly, and everyone couldn't help but shivered. The murderous aura that emerged from those eyes could make boiling water turn into ice, which was really terrible. The poor guys were actually scared by him and started to tremble.

Seeing this kind of morale being taken away, Edward consciously launched the battle soul to possess it without Fang Qingshu's instructions. A golden light flashed by, and a kingly aura emerged from Edward. King Arthur, the first master of the Stone Sword, had quietly descended on Edward.

Without any striking, a faint golden fighting spirit was released, and Edward floated up gently out of thin air. He stopped when he was taller than Csun, and then said in a noble-like tone: "Evil guy, are you ready to die?"

Cthun raised his eyelids, and he didn't take it seriously. He flipped it casually and shot a blood-red lightning from his palm. The lightning was as thick as a bucket, like a tiger out of the cage, hitting Edward as if it was flying.

Of course, the speed of lightning cannot be avoided by humans, so Edward was hit before he could react. In fact, he did not expect Cthun to start fighting without saying a word. In his eyes, this kind of battle should be a romantic thing, how could it be so unreasonable?

With surprise, confusion, and grief, His Majesty King Arthur was knocked away by the huge impact force on the spot and then fell heavily to the ground after knocking down a tree. Although he was not seriously injured because of his sacred fighting spirit, his appearance was enough to make his shame and anger die.

Fang Qingshu had a refreshing feeling flashed in his heart for no reason, and he thought, "You little face, you are more handsome than me!" Is it good now? You said, don't pretend to be b, pretend to be b and be struck by lightning! It deserves it!

"Roar!" Edward was filled with anger. He turned over and jumped up and said angrily: "Damn the devil, do you know how to attack?"

"You!" Cthun finally spoke, and he said with disdain: "It's very idiotic!"

"Damn it!" When did the noble King Arthur get so angry? His eyes were immediately burned red with anger. Without talking nonsense, he slashed him far away with a casual sword.

I saw a huge sword energy that was dozens of meters long gushing out from the sword in the stone. The mighty aura was simply stronger than the small sword energy that Edward shot out!

But even with such a powerful sword energy, Csun easily grabbed it by just raising his hand, as if it was made of paper.

Everyone immediately ate. Although everyone knew that Edward would never defeat Cthun even after he leaned over, he never expected that the gap between the two sides was so big. It seemed that Cthun was as easy as playing with Edward as adults teasing children.

Fang Qingshu quickly made a combat power assessment in his mind. Edward, who possessed him, had at least level ten, while Cthun was almost above level twelve, and even level thirteen might be possible. The gap between level two and third is already very big. It is estimated that if the two of them fight one-on-one, it will be a problem whether Edward can last for ten minutes.

"Go side by side!" Before Fang Qingshu could figure out what to do, Kuchen on the other side couldn't help but roar and activated the battle soul. He had no choice. After all, Edward was also his closest comrade. Now that Edward suffered such a big loss, if Kuchen didn't express it, he would inevitably have some grudges with Edward, so he took the initiative without hesitation. It's true that Edward immediately gave him a grateful look.
Chapter completed!