The Note of the Swordsman

long nights(10).

"I didn't expect it, you really look different now."

Fu Hei said after seeing Fu Juese go down by releasing the entire iron bracelet on his hands and feet.

Fu Juese did all that while he was still in the air.

Now the two begin to face.

The wind was blowing slowly between them.

"How can Father have the techniques of the Purple Barracuda Sect?"

"They're partners, or co-workers, Dad. The rest, I won't say anything."

"So that's it."

That was why Fu Hei could master the tread technique of their sect. He had learned how to master it from the black sect.

The people affected by the tread will get a white snake tattoo which then slowly disappears and enters the body of the target. Then after an hour has passed, the target will die and eventually die.

Thankfully before an hour, Gu Lang was successfully found by one of his servants.

Fu Juese was completely off guard this time, it was fortunate that there was Na Yueyin. Fu Hei did not know that Na Yueyin was able to treat the deadly poison. Because Na Yueyin's plan had failed now and the old man's notebook had truly become a reality.

"Just talk, I'll kill you, and then deal with your mother."

Fu Juese then clenched her hands.

"Then, good luck."

"What are you doing, you trying to challenge me?"

He started running towards Fu Hei.

"A boy who was only eight years old, earned the nickname useless trashy banter, stupid nobles, and family disgrace."

It turned out that this morning Fu Hei was not at all sincere by praising him.

Fu Juese looked troubled by the remark, he bit his own lips then smiled bitterly, even so his pace was still unchanged, he still continued to run towards Fu Hei with all his strength.

"That once was your life of not being able to possess the demon core, what a cruel fate. You're destined to achieve nothing in your life."

Fu Juese was now facing his father, they were only less than a step away.

"Sadly, his age should also be short."

Fu Hei suddenly moved and hit his son's stomach. He did not play around while using his inner power energy, and because of the clash the resulting wind blew very strong and scattered like a tornado.

"Squeaky..." Fu Hei raised one of his eyebrows from feeling that something was wrong.

Fu Juese did not bounce and did not feel any pain.

'Why?' his inner.

Amazingly, not since when Fu Juese's fist had reached his father's jaw.

Tubs!

'This boy....!!!!" Furious, Fu Hei until glared.

In his mind, he would be very easy to sweep Fu Juese even to thicken it, but what happened a few seconds later was instead, himself the one who was pushed to fly backwards.

Moreover, Fu Juese did not care at all about his defense and chose to ignore it and then come forward to smite with it.

'If you think about it again it doesn't make sense.' Fu Hei then tried to guess the phenomenon just now, 'How could Fu Juese not be unmoved at all against his punch?'

'That's impossible!' aspir Fu Hei.

At least they should both bounce. But why did Fu Juese still stand firm with both feet?

"What is this really about?"

Fu Hei immediately woke up after landing on the ground.

The onlookers who saw him from Gu Lang's room only gaped as they were at a loss for words. What phenomenon could explain all that?

A black shadow was seen enveloping the stomach area of Fu Juese, and then that was the place where Fu Hei hit him.

"What's that?"

Fu Hei gaped, his aura extremely black and terrifying, coupled with the cold gaze that Fu Juese gave. The three of them became a terrible combo and managed to make Fu Hei a little intimidated.

"Don't tell me, you, your demon core, recovered...?"

Fu Juese said nothing. But from behind it all, Fu Hei could feel a deep energy flowing beneath his stomach.

[Iron Body Art belongs to the Black Dragon Emperor ]