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When the people on the stage heard Hun Tiandi's words, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned. This was because they didn't think that the clan leader would say such a thing.
What did he mean?
Was he hinting that they would find him a woman?
No matter what Hun Tiandi's words meant, they didn't care.
In any case, many thoughts flashed through the minds of the people on the high stage.
When Gu Yuan heard Hun Tiandi's words, although he was a little stunned, he quickly recovered and didn't say anything.
He only smiled and continued to look at the white clothed figure on the stage.
He wanted to see what Hun Xiu was trying to do.
Forcefully withstanding Hun Douluo's "Extreme Wind Finger"?
This was a destructive power comparable to a Tian class dou skill.
Did he really want to die?
Hun Tiandi also looked at Hun Xiu who didn't resist Hun Douluo's finger and said in his heart, "Stinking brat, do you really want to die?"
Although Gu Xun Er didn't understand that Hun Xiu gege was "seeking death", this little guy's bright eyes never left Hun Xiu's body.
In her opinion, her Hun Xiu gege was the best.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Hun Xiu still didn't resist under the enormous finger. He still hugged his wooden sword.
His legs were slightly bent and his body was trembling. Kneeling down was only a matter of time.
However, under this finger, under the enormous pressure, his expression didn't change.
"Hun Xiu, since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me."
Hun Douluo muttered in her heart when she saw that Hun Xiu still didn't have any intention of resisting. It seemed that he wanted to take it head-on.
The slender white jade finger completely fell and her face instantly became incomparably pale.
The giant finger, which was originally descending slowly, was now descending at an extremely fast speed.
Boom!
The finger fell and landed on Hun Xiu's body, penetrating the entire platform and falling towards the square below.
Many people saw that the situation was not right and had already hidden far away.
After all, one had to be observant to watch a show.
Rumble!
There was a huge roar in the square, and dust filled the sky.
…
"How is Hun Xiu?
Is he dead? "Hun Douluo muttered as she looked at the dust on the plaza below with a pale face.
She could sense that Hun Xiu did not resist at all when her Polar Wind Finger landed.
Instead, he had withstood the Extreme Wind Finger with just his physical body. Withstanding this terrifying finger with just his physical body?
In Soul Douluo's eyes, this was simply courting death.
Since ancient times, there had never been a person who had relied on his physical body to forcefully resist the might of a Tian class Dou Skill.
Hun Xiu could be considered the first!
He would probably be the last one.
Suddenly, Hun Douluo realized a problem. What if Hun Xiu had really died under her finger?
What would happen to her?
Although this was Hun Xiu courting death, the person who had attacked was still her!
Hun Xiu was known as the number one genius of the Soul clan since ancient times. He had the potential to become an Emperor. If someone said he did not exist, he would not exist.
In that case, would she be a sinner?
Would the clan leader let her go?
This was the clan leader's favorite son.
Thinking of this, Hun Douluo's face became even paler. She realized that she had made a huge mistake.
She swallowed her saliva. She subconsciously sneaked a glance at Hun Tiandi, who was at the center of the tall platform.
Seeing Hun Tiandi's ugly expression, Hun Douluo instantly understood that she was finished. She was finished.
He reckoned that he would be buried with Hun Xiu.
…
"Ke ke …"
Hun Feng looked at the dust rising from the open ground below and muttered in his heart, "Hun Xiu, you should be dead, right?"
Of course, Hun Feng did not dare to be certain. It was even more impossible for him to step forward and say that Hun Xiu was dead.
This was because he clearly understood the position Hun Xiu held in the heart of his father, Hun Tiandi. He was even more aware of just how monstrous Hun Xiu was.
It would be fine if Hun Xiu was really dead. However, if Hun Xiu was not dead and he still stepped forward to act shamelessly, he would likely be slapped in the face.
At this moment, everyone held their breaths. They stared intently at the open ground below and the dust that filled the sky.
They wanted to see how the person with the "potential to become an Emperor" was doing at the spot where the dust was the thickest.
Was he dead?
They all clearly saw that when Hun Xiu's finger fell, he did not resist. Instead, he took it head-on.
…
At this moment, Hun Tiandi's expression was incomparably ugly. He really did not expect that his Xiu 'er would actually seek death.
He forcefully endured the "Extreme Wind Finger" without any resistance. Other than seeking death, he could not find a second word to describe such an action.
At this moment, he wanted to know whether Xiu 'er had truly died or not.
If he had, unfortunately, died, then he might have to work harder at night.
After all, who would want a divine-grade bloodline when he had a son with a transcendent divine-grade bloodline?
Hua.
Hun Tiandi waved his hand. The energy between heaven and earth transformed into an invisible wind, blowing away the dust that had enveloped the open ground above.
In the open ground.
In a huge pit.
In the pit, a white-robed man stood there.
He was still hugging his wooden sword. His originally snow-white robes were covered in dust and tattered.
His crown had fallen off. His beautiful hair was messy and covered in dust. His originally handsome face was also covered in dust. There were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. His complexion had also become pale.
At this moment, Hun Xiu was in an indescribably sorry state. The feeling of a banished immortal from before had completely disappeared. Now, Hun Xiu was in everyone's eyes.
Everyone only had one word to describe him — astonished "beggar".
Everyone was indescribably shocked. When they saw Hun Xiu standing in the middle of the dust, their eyes widened in indescribable shock.
They all knew that Hun Xiu did not resist at all. He had forcefully endured the "Extreme Wind Finger" with just his physical body. Moreover, he had not died. This truly shocked everyone.
He was still alive. Just how terrifying was Hun Xiu's physical body?
It was extremely shocking.
Hun Tiandi looked at Hun Xiu, who was standing in the huge pit. The corner of his mouth was lifted into an arc. He muttered in his heart, "Originally, I thought that I would have to work harder at night. Now, it seems that there is no need for that."
"What a strong physical body. He is actually able to forcefully endure a Di class High Level Dou Technique unleashed by a Dou Wang with just his physical body. He is indeed worthy of being Xiu 'er. He does not do things that he is not confident in. This is something that he takes after me."
Gu Yuan also nodded slightly. He said in his heart, "Good fellow. This physical body is strong. He is indeed worthy of being someone that I, Gu Yuan, think highly of. He did not embarrass me."
The remaining Elders of the Hun clan were still shocked by the strength of Hun Xiu's physical body. This Hun Xiu was indeed worthy of being the number one genius of the Hun clan since ancient times. He possessed a super divine bloodline and had the potential to become a Di Di.
With Hun Xiu leading the Hun clan, their hearts had already more or less accepted Hun Xiu's identity as the "young master".
Who else but him could be the young master of the Hun clan?
Who else could it be?