I have his heart

Chapter 177 I lost!
A warm current appeared in Zhou Ting's body, penetrating into the meridians and flowing, and the fatigue just now was swept away.

He looked inside his body and lost his voice in surprise: "I want to advance?"

Cheng Gao snorted coldly: "Thank you Palace Master!"

"Oh!"

Zhou Ting suddenly realized, his face flushed red: "Palace master,..."

"Go and experience the energy of metal movement!" Liu Ming patted his shoulder with appreciation in his eyes.

Meng Cheng raised his head in a daze, feeling sour in his heart: "Why did you quit just now? I..."

"I'll come first later, I'll go back and invite you all..." He looked at the other guards with eager eyes.

He didn't say anything, but when he made a request like this, the others immediately stuck to their bodies, without leaving a gap to jump in line.

"Brother Cheng, you're all condensed, and we're still in the Jishan Realm!" Someone muttered in a low voice, with anticipation also flashing in their eyes: "We also want to advance!"

Meng Cheng's face was full of dejection, and he cursed secretly: "It's over! It's over! You lost points in front of the Palace Master, and your cultivation base is still behind. Zhou Ting's ability to be the captain is really amazing!"

"Go up one more!"

Cheng Gao glared at the guards in front: "Just now Zhou Ting was at the Condensation Realm, and now there are only two Jishan Realm above. You haven't seen the situation clearly, go back and give me more training!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The guard at the front responded, carrying a ghost knife, and rushed up screaming.

Cheng Gao shook his head and said in his heart: "Zhou Ting still didn't let go of the restraint, maybe he was worried that he would not be able to suppress his acquaintances! The cooperation of each of them was full of loopholes, which made the palace master laugh!"

He rarely pays attention to the situation in the team. One reason is to avoid suspicion. After all, he is a disciple of the family. The other reason is that he needs to personally guard Liu Ming, so he can't spare time at all.

The fat man was in a hurry, and looked at Liu Ming: "additional meal!"

"no problem!"

Liu Ming smiled slightly: "If you repel a team member, just add an elbow!"

The fat man was panting from exhaustion, but when he heard the words, his small eyes sparkled, and he smiled: "Since I can add elbows, I'm not going to be polite. You use weapons, and the young master also shows mine, so open your eyes!"

Rumble!
Just summoning the weapon makes a huge noise.

Looking at the big iron block six feet high and three feet wide in front of them, the three guards were stunned and forgot to attack.

"Hey! Scan it for me!"

The fat man held the handle under the big iron block and swung it as if he was holding a mountain. The three of them vomited blood and fell back immediately.

"Da Huan Dan!"

Meng Cheng handed over the pill bottle, shook his head and sighed.

As expected, Cheng Gao's reprimand immediately sounded: "Wait for the enemy to unleash their weapons on the battlefield, do you want to die? Everyone go back and write a self-criticism, deducting three days of resource rations!"

"you……"

He was going to remind the remaining three players.

How dare these people be negligent, brandishing their swords, they surrounded the fat man.

Two ghost-head knives and one Qiushui sword. The three of them observed the battle ahead for a long time, and discussed it seriously, and gained a certain understanding.

The Qiushui sword is controlled from a distance, and the ghost knife attacks, and the offense and defense are orderly.

Fatty didn't realize it for a while, and he was actually at a disadvantage.

But he has a strong fighting talent, and he quickly found a flaw in the cooperation of the three of them.

The big iron block blocked the two ghost-head knives, and the fat man suddenly punched the team member holding the Qiushui sword.

The team member only focused on manipulating the Qiushui sword, but what he didn't expect was a fist move. He was punched in the chest and immediately withdrew from the battle circle.

Meng Cheng hesitated whether to go forward, Cheng Gao said coldly: "You insist on three rounds!"

"Yes!"

Meng Cheng knew that this was a chance for himself, so he made up his mind: "If I haven't advanced to the middle level of Condensation Liquid, I will keep fighting!"

Liu Ming nodded slightly: "Cheng Gao has methods for cultivating his subordinates, but he doesn't pay attention to temperament. There are too few practitioners in Yufeng Mansion, so we can only pick generals from among the short ones!"

He glanced down at Zhou Ting who was sitting upright, and smiled self-consciously: "I can't expect everyone to be Zhou Ting!"

The battle continued, and Meng Cheng's injury had returned to its heyday. Coupled with holding back his strength and restricting the fat man's space to maneuver, he persisted with the other two players for a full 5 minutes.

"My elbow!"

Beads of sweat oozed from the fat man's forehead, his eyes gleamed brightly, he lifted the big iron bar and stabbed.

The team members who were stabbed by a big iron block hurriedly raised their knives to meet the attack, but did not avoid it in a panic, their shoulders were bleeding, and they were injured and retreated.

Immediately afterwards, the next player stepped forward to take over, and the guards mastered the rhythm of the replacement.

Liu Ming glanced at Cheng Gao: "Do you see the history?"

"Four Profound Gates?"

"Which tribe?"

"The weapons refined by the Thunderbolt Hall are always short and explosive. He is not from the Thunderbolt Hall, so he should be from the Epee Branch?"

"That's right!"

Liu Ming nodded: "Great weight is like a coincidence, great skill is like clumsiness, the epee branch really has something unique! It's a pity..."

"How many tricks do you need?" He suddenly asked Cheng Gao.

"Three moves!"

Cheng Gao responded immediately, and then added: "It only takes one move to perform the third move!"

The fat man exposed the stabbing ability of the iron block, and then he didn't hold back.

Picking, chopping, teasing and other movements are at your fingertips, and the weapons in your hands are like arms that grow to your body, so you can use them very flexibly.

The three of Meng Cheng dodged left and right, trying to delay as much as possible.

During the battle, Fatty was still able to listen to all directions, but now he heard Cheng Gao say that only one move was needed, and the muscles on his face trembled with anger.

"one move?"

A sly look flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he shouted suddenly: "Just because you are the top of the condensate? I challenge you, if you persist in one more move, you will give me ten more elbows!"

"Ha ha!"

Liu Ming smiled, and pointed at Zhou Ting: "If you can beat him, I will give you ten more elbows!"

"Really?"

The fat man was very excited, and the speed of the big iron block doubled, and immediately swept away the three of Meng Cheng and the others.

Cheng Gao's face was full of anger: "Bold! How dare you question..."

Liu Ming patted his shoulder and glanced at Zhou Ting, who had just stood up: "How is it? Do you have confidence?"

"It's just a battle to the death!"

Knowing that this is a battle of honor, Zhou Ting showed determination and did not flinch in the slightest.

"Ha ha!"

Liu Ming leaned closer to his ear and confessed a few words.

Zhou Ting was ecstatic, bowed deeply to Liu Ming, and turned to look at Fatty: "If you win, I will give you ten elbows, but if you lose, the previous promise will be cancelled?"

"A write-off?"

The fat man tilted his head and calculated for a long time, then muttered to himself: "Anyway, we are all winners, as long as the bets are not too different!"

"bring it on!"

He hooked his hands at Zhou Ting: "I will defeat you within three moves!"

Zhou Ting stopped, tilted his head and asked, "I'm going to defeat you soon, and I still don't know your name?"

Liu Ming's eyes revealed a look of approval: "Sure enough, you are considerate. I entrusted you with the position of vice-captain. It's a good move!"

"Huge sea!"

The fat man was full of arrogance.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, and then laughed.

Pang Dahai's face turned red, "I'm as fat as if I have a sea in my stomach, so Master gave me the name."

Zhou Ting stopped laughing, and his face was serious: "The elder bestows, must accept!"

Pang Dahai nodded: "Hit you softly later!"

He swung the big iron block and started fighting with Zhou Ting again.

After only 3 minutes, Pang Pang Hai threw away the big iron block and said in a daze, "I lost!"

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(End of this chapter)