The purple light flowed on the fruit.
It was as translucent as jade.
Most importantly, apart from the deep veined patterns on the surface of the Dao Fruit, there seemed to be something about to break out of it.
Of course, that was not Fang Zhengzhi's main concern.
He was more concerned about how he was going to eat it.
If the other fruits were the size of a fist, then this one was the size of 10 fists. Fang Zhengzhi was in a difficult position.
His mouth was not big enough.
That was the most difficult problem.
He couldn't possibly split this Dao Fruit into ten portions, right?
First of all, putting aside the question of whether he could break it open, even if he could …
Fang Zhengzhi didn't dare to do so.
He clearly remembered what had happened when Canyang destroyed two of his Fruits of the Dao.
After the fruit was destroyed, the energy within could not continue to exist. After all, this was a fruit of Dao, not a tangerine.
Xiao Chen looked around and found that there were not many Dao Fruits left. This was the second time he had eaten them. Now that he had gained experience, he ate them faster.
As for chewing?
That was out of the question.
After all, Fang Zhengzhi wasn't sure if he would break his teeth if he took a bite of this fruit of Dao. He didn't care about anything else and decided to swallow the rest of the fruit first.
"I'll eat, I'll eat!"
Hardening his heart, Fang Zhengzhi swallowed the rest of the Dao fruit.
The battle in the sky was getting more and more intense. All of the figures charged into the sky, only to be slapped back down.
The sound of corpses falling to the ground could be heard.
However, no one stopped.
They were like moths to a flame. They knew that they were going to die, but they continued to charge forward. All of this was for the sake of victory.
The Southern Region. The Land of the Warriors.
Fang Zhengzhi was not a person who liked war. That was because it was too cruel. Many families would be destroyed in a war.
However, war had been a common occurrence since ancient times.
Countries, states, clans, clans, and people were fighting at all times. As long as there was fighting, war was unavoidable.
The only way to solve this problem was...
To make himself the winner.
Fang Zhengzhi really wanted to win, because if he didn't win, he would lose. And if he lost, there was only one outcome, and that was death.
No one wanted to die.
Fang Zhengzhi didn't want to either, so he stood up. His body flashed with various colors, and he held the last Dao Fruit in his hand. It was the Dao Fruit that was flowing with purple light.
His mouth opened wide.
I can't swallow it. What should I do?
Then I'll just swallow it!
Fang Zhengzhi knew how powerful Canyang was.
Then, of course, he wouldn't leave any way out for himself. What if his mouth broke? It was alright, he was of the Supernatural State. His mouth could be filled up again.
Forcefully swallow!
Apart from technique, this was a job that required courage and guts.
Fang Zhengzhi did so.
But soon, he regretted it.
When he used all his strength and smashed the purple Dao fruit into his mouth, he truly understood what it meant to be better off dead than alive.
Kacha!
His teeth were broken.
Apart from his teeth, his mouth was also split open.
It was an extremely tragic scene.
All of the Southern Region soldiers who were prepared to charge at Canyang were stunned. All of them looked at Fang Zhengzhi.
He looked at the huge purple Dao Fruit that had only been swallowed a small mouthful, and the mouth that had been completely split open from being too full.
They were in a daze.
What was going on?!
The Southern Region soldiers were not the only ones in a daze. The demon soldiers, as well as the Dragon Protection Squad and Mountain Breaking Army, were all in a daze.
At that moment, they felt that their sacrifice was worthless.
Because...
They had a feeling...
That was, Fang Zhengzhi would definitely choke to death!
If that were to happen...
Then why were they working so hard and risking their lives? Just to buy time for Fang Zhengzhi to choke himself to death?
Did they have to be so...
F * ck!
At this moment, the intense battle strangely stopped.
Even though it was only for a moment, it was enough to show everyone what they were feeling.
Ping Yang's eyes widened as she stared at Fang Zhengzhi, whose face was flushed red. If she could move, she would definitely not mind helping Fang Zhengzhi.
She would kick the Fruit of Dao so that Fang Zhengzhi would choke to death!
Chi Guyan smiled bitterly. She had never felt that it was a mistake to get to know Fang Zhengzhi as she did at this moment.
Yun Qingwu felt the same way.
However, she did not stare at Fang Zhengzhi. Instead, she raised her head slightly and looked at the setting sun in the sky that was bathed in the golden Holy Light.
She suddenly felt that...
Perhaps Canyang did not need to do this.
Because some people would die on their own even if others didn't do anything to them.
Just like now...
The golden symbol on Canyang's forehead continued to glow, but his hand stopped. He had wanted to stop Fang Zhengzhi from consuming the Fruit of Dao at all costs.
Then, what he was thinking now was …
He had to give Fang Zhengzhi some time.
After all, it was rare to die from choking to death.
Fang Zhengzhi's face was extremely red. It was as red as an apple. It was a redness that was filled with fresh blood. The veins under his skin were about to burst.
He was regretting his decision.
What should he do?
Spit it out?
Alright...
Isn't this too shameful?
No, if he spat it out now, all his efforts would have been in vain. Most importantly, he had a feeling that when he forcefully stuffed the purple Dao Fruit into his mouth, the rampaging energy in his body seemed to have calmed down.
It was a very strange feeling.
It was like a flock of lambs that were constantly fighting each other suddenly saw a wolf, a wolf that was hungry and thirsty. It was a kind of awe, a kind of awe that was akin to that of a king.
When a group of dragons lost their leader, chaos ensued.
Fang Zhengzhi wasn't sure if the purple Dao Fruit in his mouth was the one that could bring peace to the world, but he was sure that the energy contained in this Dao Fruit was definitely stronger than any other Dao Fruit.
As such...
Let's take a gamble!
He had already come this far, there was no way he could give up now.
Fang Zhengzhi really wanted to shout to boost his courage, but he couldn't. His mouth was already stuffed to the point where there was not a single gap to speak.
Therefore, he could only raise his fist with a flushed face.
One punch!
It landed on the purple fruit.
"Come in!" Fang Zhengzhi screamed in his heart.
Then...
He felt that the purple Dao Fruit had entered his mouth a little, but this way, his mouth that was already cracked open once again cracked open.
Pain!
Pain was not enough to describe Fang Zhengzhi's current situation.
He was holding it in.
She was so suffocated that she couldn't even breathe properly, and tears were rolling down her cheeks.
That's right, Fang Zhengzhi was crying.
He rarely cried.
But at this moment, he was really crying. It was a side effect of his tear ducts being deformed. Of course, he was also feeling sad.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at Fang Zhengzhi.
Everyone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva as they looked at the figure who was jumping on the ground with a flushed face after choking on the Dao Fruit.
It was a real feeling that would make one feel uncomfortable just by looking at it.
"Is this guy really going to choke to death?"
In an instant, everyone had the same thought. They found it hard to believe that such a thing could happen, but in reality ….
Now, it seemed like such a thing was really happening.
Fang Zhengzhi was very sad. He wanted to bang his head against the wall and die. This was not a feeling that a normal person could endure.
The feeling of being stuck, unable to get in, yet unable to get out.
Only those who had experienced it...
Could understand how painful it was!
There was an old saying, "You can't eat until you're fat, can you?"
The original meaning of this saying was not to be too greedy. But now, Fang Zhengzhi felt that there was another meaning to it.
It was truly a life worse than death!
But was there a way out?
No!
He could only hang on, hang on!
Fang Zhengzhi ignored the surrounding gazes and took a deep breath. Then, two fists landed on the purple Dao Fruit like raindrops.
"Bam bam bam..."
Sounds like raindrops rang out.
As these sounds continued, the purple Fruit of Dao slowly moved into Fang Zhengzhi's mouth bit by bit.
Finally...
After nearly a hundred punches, Lin Fan's eyes widened.
The purple fruit was sucked in.
At this point, Fang Zhengzhi realized that he had a new problem. His throat was stuck. More specifically, the purple fruit was stuck in his throat.
He could not go down!
What should he do?
Actually, there was no need to ask this question.
Because...
The only way out was to keep punching.
At this point, he could not even spit it out.
"Bam!"
A heavy punch with all his strength slammed into the purple Dao Fruit.
At this point, Fang Zhengzhi felt as though his throat was about to explode. It was a burning sensation, as though he had swallowed a pot of boiling oil.
"Gulp!"
Fang Zhengzhi's body started to tremble along with this soul-stirring sound. This was a cramp caused by the intense pain.
Then, Fang Zhengzhi's legs turned to jelly.
He fell to the ground.
"So... he choked to death?"
The demon soldiers all had the same thought as they looked at the motionless Fang Zhengzhi.
Xing Yuanguo's face was turning purple.
Of course, it was not because of the weakening purple light on his body, nor was it because of his injuries. Instead, it was because of his heart.
His heart was hurt.
If he had known this would happen, he would not have charged out in the first place.
What kind of person had he placed all his hopes on?
His heart...
It was really broken!
The Dragon Protection Squad, Mountain Breaking Army, and tens of thousands of Southern Region soldiers were equally heartbroken.
All of them stared at Fang Zhengzhi. They could not believe that Fang Zhengzhi, who had just fought with Canyang in the sky, would die just like that.
Furthermore, he had been choked to death.
But...
That was the reality of the situation.
It was too cruel!
There were two figures standing atop the Iron Hill Settlement.
One of them was dressed in a white scholar's robe. The other was dressed in an expensive beast hide that was stained with blood.
They were Nangong Hao and Shan Ling.
Nangong Hao did not charge out like Xing Yuanguo. Neither did Shan Ling.
"What are you waiting for?" Shan Ling looked at Fang Zhengzhi and smirked, almost as if he was talking to himself.
"Nothing." Nangong Hao shook his head.
"Who would have thought that the best talent in the world, Nangong Hao, would be afraid of death?" Shan Ling smirked.
"Someone has to stay." Nangong Hao did not refute.
"Stay?" Shan Ling's expression froze as he turned to look at Nangong Hao. When he saw Nangong Hao's calm expression, he instinctively gripped the hilt of his blade.
"I have a contract here. If there are no problems, sign it." Nangong Hao did not look at Shan Ling. He retrieved a golden scroll from his robes.
He tossed it.
The golden silk turned into an arc and landed in front of Shan Ling.
"Contract?!" Shan Ling's expression changed as he looked at the scroll. His grip on the hilt of his blade paled, "So... you are the true Sacred Envoy of the Great Xia!"
"Yes." Nangong Hao nodded.
"What if I don't sign it?" Shan Ling's gaze was icy.
"Crown Prince, why do you think I should stay?" Nangong Hao asked calmly.
"Nangong Hao, I admit that you are a talent. You are already in the Rebirth State at such a young age. However, do you think you can kill me alone?" Shan Ling's aura surged.
"Why don't you try?" Nangong Hao turned to look at Shan Ling. He raised his hand and gripped the Wuwei Sword on his back, as if asking for Shan Ling's opinion.
Shan Ling's expression changed again.
He looked at Nangong Hao, then at the 100,000 demon soldiers, as well as the Dragon Protection Squad and Mountain Breaking Army mixed with the Southern Region soldiers.
He grit his teeth.
"Five years! Within five years, the Southern Region will submit to the Great Xia!" Shan Ling gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, his body trembling.
"10 years. That is the bottom line." Nangong Hao shook his head.
"Alright, 10 years it is. However, I have a condition..." Shan Ling paused and looked at Fang Zhengzhi. After a moment of hesitation, he grit his teeth, "Within 10 years, the Southern Region's tribute will be halved!"
"This has been written in the contract. Please sign it, Your Highness." Nangong Hao nodded and addressed Shan Ling as' Your Highness'.
"It's already written?!" Shan Ling was shocked.
There was an obvious look of disbelief on his face, and he subconsciously picked up the silk in his hand. As soon as he opened it, the expression on his face completely changed.
Nangong Hao was right.
There was indeed such a condition at the end of the silk.
Moreover, the time limit on the silk had already been written down for ten years. Apart from that, there was also a bright red seal at the end of the silk.
It read: Treasure of the Emperor!
"I didn't expect this... this was all part of the Great Xia's plan. Not bad, not bad at all!" Shan Ling chuckled maniacally.
Then, he put his finger to his lips and bit it.
Then...
A crimson mark was left on the silk.
Shan Ling did not say anything else. He tightened his grip on the silk, but after a moment, he released it. The silk turned into a ray of light and landed in Nangong Hao's hands.
Nangong Hao nodded and did not say anything else. He slowly put the silk back into his pocket, and at the same time, his hand once again gripped the hilt of Wuwei Sword.
He moved.
A ray of light leaped down from the Iron Hill Settlement and shot into the sky.
Shan Ling bit his lips as he watched Nangong Hao leave. A trickle of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, his aura unstable.
Rage.
Rage that came from the bottom of his heart.
But very quickly, his anger was replaced by surprise.
This was because when he looked at Nangong Hao, the corner of his eyes subconsciously fell on a figure lying on the ground.
Then...
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