From one person to nine to five

Chapter 280 Hercules ([-])

The morning light casts a faint light through the sparse leaves, reflecting on the strong man in coarse cloth. His muscles are as hard and powerful as sculptures.

He stood in front of a huge hillside, holding a heavy hammer in both hands. The uneven marks on the hammer's head bore witness to countless efforts.

The strongman held the hammer high and stared at a huge boulder on the top of the mountain.

His breathing gradually increased, and it seemed that the whole world was pouring energy into his next movement.

His muscles tensed, as if he wanted to gather the strength of the entire hillside into this hammer.

Suddenly, he used all his strength to swing the hammer upwards, and then with lightning speed, the hammer hit the boulder with a whistling sound.

An irresistible force spreads in the air, as if it wants to tear apart all obstacles.

The boulder was hit by the hammer, making a dull roar, and cracks broke out instantly, spreading like a spider web on the surface of the boulder.

Hercules did not stop. He swung the hammer continuously, and each time he threw the hammer head at the boulder with a destructive momentum. The valley echoed with the sound of the collision of metal and rock, as if the earth was shaking with his determination.

Finally, under a series of heavy blows, the boulder began to crack and fragments flew everywhere.

With the arrival of the final blow, the boulder collapsed, rolling down like a giant falling, bringing the earth and rocks on the hillside with it.

The great sound echoed in the valley, as if nature itself applauded this magnificent scene.

The strong man put down the hammer in his hand, his face covered with sweat and exhaustion, but his eyes shone with satisfaction and pride.

Xu Fu's figure gradually emerged on the other side of the valley, and the golden Changge shone in the sun like a stream of light.

He walked towards Hercules with firm eyes and steady steps, a sense of confidence and fighting spirit spreading through him.

Hercules put down the hammer, and his eyes became alert at the appearance of Xu Fu.

He clenched his fists, muscles bulging under his skin, as if he was ready for a challenge.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, like thunder and lightning colliding, releasing a tense atmosphere that could not be ignored.

Xu Fu stopped not far from Hercules, smiled and said: "It seems that you are the one who has been blocking my way forward."

Hercules did not answer, but held his breath and clenched his hands quietly, preparing for the upcoming showdown.

He knew that Xu Fu was not an ordinary person. To be able to maintain such confidence under such circumstances must have extraordinary strength and background.

Xu Fu's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold killing intent.

He gently shook the golden Changge in his hand. The sharp edge of the Changge flashed in the sun, as sharp as the gaze of a poisonous snake.

The strong man suddenly exerted his strength, and he rushed towards Xu Fu quickly, as agile as a beast.Xu Fu didn't show any weakness. He waved his Chang Ge and golden light flashed across, blocking the Hercules' attack.

The two people's powers intertwined in mid-air, and the air was filled with sharp killing intent and the sound of collision of energy.

The battle heated up instantly, as Hercules' strength and Xu Fu's skills collided with each other. Every attack made the wind in the valley boil, as if the earth was shaking for their battle.

The sharp golden sword and the muscular fist intersect, sparks fly, and every collision seems to be able to tear reality apart.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, the two figures intertwined in the sun, and the battle burned like a raging flame.

Their breathing became heavier and heavier, sweat mixed with blood dripped on the ground, and the valley was filled with a strong smell of blood.

There was no clear winner in this duel. The two were equally powerful, and every attack was full of destructive power.

They may be enemies, but in the moments of battle, they also seem to respect each other's strength and courage.

In the end, they took a step back at the same time, maintaining a vigilant posture, their eyes intertwined, as if they were conveying some kind of message in silence.

Tiger Fujimoto and Xu Fu stood face to face, and the atmosphere was so tense that it could almost be cut.

The wind in the valley hissed and roared, as if it was also blowing the horn for the upcoming battle.

Xu Fu held the golden Changge tightly, and his body was as agile as a civet. His eyes were locked on Fujimoto Tiger, showing cold and firm determination.

He suddenly launched an offensive, and Chang Ge instantly cut through the air, bringing up a golden arc and heading straight towards Fujimoto Tiger.

Tiger Fujimoto frowned slightly, raised his hands to the wind, and displayed his superb fighting skills.

His figure flashed quickly, like a cheetah, nimbly dodging the attack of the golden Changge.

Immediately, he quickly approached Xu Fu, waved his muscular arms, and punched Xu Fu's chest like lightning.

Xu Fu remained calm in the face of danger. He had already anticipated Fujimoto Tiger's counterattack.

He used Chang Ge to draw a gorgeous arc in the air and deflected Fujimoto Tiger's punch.

Immediately, his body rose into the air and kicked Fujimoto Tiger in the side so fast that it was difficult to react.

Tiger Fujimoto's reaction was equally quick. He bent his knees to avoid Xu Fu's kick, then spun around and smashed his legs towards Xu Fu's face like a hammer.

Instead of retreating, Xu Fu advanced, he took a short step back to avoid Fujimotora's legs, and at the same time swung the long dagger in his hand again, forming a golden light, aiming at Fujimotora's lower body.

Fujimoto Tiger didn't stop the attack, he turned from passive to active, dodged Xu Fu's Changge attack with a front flip, and at the same time pushed towards Xu Fu's waist with both hands.

Xu Fu had no choice but to give up Chang Ge's offensive and quickly took a few steps back to avoid Fujimoto Tiger's push.

The two men fought at an extremely fast pace, with every attack and defense completed within milliseconds.

Tiger Fujimoto has strong muscles and amazing strength, while Xu Fu relies on his agility and skills. The duel between the two sides is like a visual feast, which is dizzying for everyone.

During the battle, the rocks in the valley were occasionally hit by the airflow stirred up by the battle, making a faint echo.

Xu Fu's brows were filled with determination, while Tiger Fujimoto was quiet.

Their eyes intertwined, as if silently communicating a kind of understanding and respect for the battle.

The battle between Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu is like a delicate and fierce dance. The two sides are constantly intertwined in the ever-changing offense and defense, and the shadow-like figures quickly shuttle in the valley.

Fujimoto Tiger showed his unparalleled strength and skill. Every attack contained his destructive power, punching to the flesh, making the air tight.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, used his agility and superb martial arts skills to turn passivity into initiative, sometimes dodging and sometimes counterattacking with lightning speed.

Chang Ge turned into a golden arc in Xu Fu's hands, slashing and swinging again and again, with undiminished power.

Fujimoto Tiger's muscles withstood the impact. He raised his arms and tried his best to resist Change's blow. Every impact carried a huge impact, leaving deep marks on the ground with his footsteps. trace.

As the battle raged on, the two men's breathing was rapid and rhythmic, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but it did not affect their fighting spirit at all.

They seem to be in a battle situation, every inch of muscle in their bodies is working for this duel, like a precision machine.

Suddenly Xu Fu's figure accelerated, and he hit Fujimotora like a gust of wind. Chang Ge drew a beautiful arc, and the sharp golden light pointed directly at Fujimotora's chest.Fujimoto Tiger showed no sign of weakness. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, blocked Chang Ge's attack with both palms, and then quickly counterattacked, punching Xu Fu in the side.

Xu Fu instantly turned sideways to avoid Fujimoto Tiger's punch. At the same time, he raised a leg and kicked Fujimoto Tiger's jaw.

Fujimoto Tiger's reaction was equally quick. He bent his knees to avoid Xu Fu's kick, and then suddenly straightened his hands to block Xu Fu's legs.

The two people's moves were closely intertwined, with attacks and defenses flowing in waves, and the battle became increasingly fierce.

The rocks of the valley were shaken by the impact of the battle, as if all nature was shaken by their duel.

However, no matter how they attacked and defended, the two never found a fatal flaw. The similar strength made them fall into a stalemate battle.

Their breaths gradually solidified, and the sounds of their breathing intertwined in the air, like a silent conversation in a tense confrontation.

In that tense and silent moment, Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu seemed to have entered a state of resonance.

Their eyes met, and although the battle was still going on, at that moment, there was an unspeakable emotion in each other's eyes.

A smile appeared on Xu Fu's face, it was no longer the cruelty of fighting, but a kind of recognition and respect.

Fujimoto Tiger's brows also relaxed slightly, as if he understood something.

Although they are still fighting fiercely at this moment, deep down, they may have realized that each other is strong and worthy of respect.

As the battle continued, the two men's movements became smoother and more coordinated.

They seem to have found some kind of balance in their confrontation with each other, a dialogue that transcends strength.

Every attack seems to express an emotion, a kind of respect for the other party.

Their punches hit the flesh, and their swords saw blood, but behind these attacks, there was a deep tacit understanding.

They can feel each other's strength and determination, but also each other's humanity.

Fighting is no longer just for victory, but a confrontation based on strength and respect.

As time passed, the battle in the valley became more intense.

Every movement of Tiger Fujimoto and Xu Fu has become an art, as if they are performing a magnificent symphony for the whole world.

The sounds of fighting, breathing, and rock collisions intertwine to create a unique melody that belongs to them.

As time goes by, the battle between Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu becomes more and more intense. Every attack carries stronger power, and every dodge reveals higher skills.

Their fists and swords were intertwined, and their bodies and wills were under tremendous pressure, but they never relaxed their desire for victory.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads, but it did not blur their vision.

Their breathing gradually became heavier, but it did not affect their fighting spirit.

They seemed to be integrated into the battle, part of it, one with the valley.

Xu Fu's golden Chang Ge drew a gorgeous arc, and Tiger Fujimoto set up a solid line of defense with his arms, blocking the Chang Ge's attack.

There was a glimmer of challenge in his eyes, as if telling Xu Fu that he had more trump cards.

Tiger Fujimoto took one step forward and rushed towards Xu Fu. His fist hit Xu Fu's defense line with violent force.

Xu Fu's body trembled slightly, but he stabilized his steps and moved to avoid Fujimoto Tiger's continuous attacks.

His eyes became more determined, as if to declare that the outcome of this battle was close at hand.

Seeing this, Fujimoto Tiger seemed to be aware of Xu Fu's tenacity.

He jumped up quickly and used the power of his legs to launch a merciless kick, which flew towards Xu Fu's chest like a cannonball.

There was no trace of panic on Xu Fu's expression. His body showed a flash of agility and skillfully avoided this fatal attack.

At this time, Xu Fu suddenly launched his own counterattack. His series of combos hit like a storm. The golden long dagger drew a beautiful arc, and each attack accurately hit Fujimoto Tiger's defense line.

Tiger Fujimoto resisted with all his strength, but his defense gradually collapsed, and he felt Xu Fu's strength and determination.

The battle entered the most intense stage. The figures of Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu intertwined in the valley, attacking and defending like lightning, but they were never able to achieve a decisive victory.

Their strength and skills matched each other, and the duel between the two strong men reached its peak.

The battle between Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu reached a climax. Their offense and defense were burning like fire, and the entire valley seemed to be shaken by their momentum.

Every punch, kick, and swing of Chang Ge was full of destructive power, but was neutralized by the opponent's skill.

Xu Fu suddenly rushed forward, and the golden sword cut through the sky like a galaxy. His attack speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch him.

Fujimoto Tiger hurriedly raised his arms, trying to block Chang Ge's attack, but was shocked by this powerful force and took several steps back.

A look of seriousness appeared on Tora Fujimoto's face. He took a deep breath, and his muscles gathered together, ready to attack like a tiger.

He rushed towards Xu Fu fiercely, the wind of his fist roaring with violent power, as if he was going to tear everything into pieces.

Xu Fu did not flinch. His steps were steady and his body was as flexible as a civet cat.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he raised his golden sword, preparing to face this fierce attack.

Chang Ge cut through the air, leaving a golden arc in his swing, hitting Fujimoto Tiger's fist.

Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu's fists and Chang Ge collided in the air, making a crisp metal collision sound.

Their powers converged at this moment, forming a violent energy fluctuation.The wind in the valley seemed to be pulled by this energy, whistling past.

The collision between the fist and Chang Ge did not stop. Tiger Fujimoto's body rebounded like a spring, and at the same time, his other fist quickly struck Xu Fu's flank.

Xu Fu's reaction was equally quick. He turned slightly to let his fist pass by, and then kicked Fujimoto Tiger in the waist.

Fujimoto Tiger couldn't dodge and had to retreat to avoid Xu Fu's kick.

His breathing gradually became rapid and sweat dripped from his forehead, but his eyes remained determined.

The battle continued like a storm. The figures of Fujimoto Tiger and Xu Fu intertwined in the valley. Their offense and defense became more and more fierce. It seemed that the duel between them had transcended physical and technical skills and turned into a spiritual battle.

However, as time goes by, both men seem to be losing their strength.

Their punches to the flesh were no longer as ferocious as before, and their breathing became heavier, but their fighting spirit remained unshaken.

(End of this chapter)