I studied beheading in a mental institution

Several people ate the food in the bowl clean, Zhou Ping glanced at the time, and said slowly:

"It's almost time to start the afternoon training."

"Senior Juggernaut, what is the training content in the afternoon? It won't be watching a movie..." Baili Pangpang couldn't help asking.

"No." Zhou Ping shook his head, "In the afternoon, it's actual combat training."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words "combat training".

coming!

The long-awaited opportunity to fight Juggernaut has finally come!

So far, the gap between comprehensive education and their imagination is too big. After reading the novel all morning, the truth made Lin Qiye and others feel a little depressed. Now it is finally time for the actual combat, and everyone cheers up .

"Senior Juggernaut, how should we practice this actual combat training?" Lin Qiye asked.

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm not very familiar with you guys yet, let's start with a one-on-one duel today."

Head to head?

Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other.

"Senior Juggernaut, the highest state among us is only the 'sea' state, you are a human ceiling...how do you fight this?"

"Don't worry, I won't use all my strength." Zhou Ping said flatly, "Only by fighting you personally can I know where your problems are."

Cao Yuan nodded, and stood up from the pony, "Then start now?"

"No, there is one more important thing to do before starting training." Zhou Ping glanced at the doubtful crowd, and said word by word:

"do the washing up."

……

10 minute later.

Zhou Ping walked out of the kitchen. His black shirt was stained with a few drops of water. He put down his rolled up sleeves and went straight back to the open space.

Lin Qiye and the others had already removed all the tables, chairs and benches and waited there for a long time.

"You, who will come first?" Zhou Ping asked.

Cao Yuan took a step forward, "Then I will come first."

Zhou Ping nodded.

Seeing that Cao Yuan was about to make a move, Lin Qiye and the others consciously retreated to the edge of the warehouse to prevent being accidentally injured by the madman Cao Yuan. Ready to watch the expression.

"Go ahead." Zhou Ping said slowly.

Seeing that Zhou Ping's hands were empty, Cao Yuan asked with some doubts, "Senior Sword Master, where is your sword?"

Zhou Ping unhurriedly took out a wooden chopstick from his pocket, and explained: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you with a sword, so this is enough."

Cao Yuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to remind something, but when he thought that the other party was a human ceiling, a majestic sword master, he held back the words...

"Offended." Cao Yuan took a deep breath and slowly drew his sword.

Chong——!

The straight knife was unsheathed, and the black flames instantly covered Cao Yuan's body. His scarlet eyes stared at Zhou Ping in front of him, and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey Hey……"

Seeing Cao Yuan's appearance, Zhou Ping frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

However, he doesn't know much about the Forbidden Ruins, and he has never heard of the name [Black King Zhan Mie], but to him, any Forbidden Ruins is not important, he just needs to strike the enemy in front of him with his sword. it is good.

The madman Cao Yuan flickered, flitted through the air at a dizzying speed, and arrived in front of Zhou Ping in a flash.

The straight knife surrounded by black evil spirit suddenly swung out!

Zhou Ping stared at those scarlet eyes calmly, lifted the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and lightly blocked the knife. The black evil spirit was raging, but it couldn't touch the corner of Zhou Ping's clothes at all.

Zhou Ping flicked his wrist.

Ding--! !

A crisp sword sound came from the wooden chopsticks, and a beam of sword energy easily knocked away the straight knife in the hand of the madman Cao Yuan. Then Zhou Ping raised his right hand and smashed his elbow on the shoulder of the madman Cao Yuan. The next moment, the madman Cao Yuan The whole person was hammered heavily to the ground.

Crazy Cao Yuan fell to the ground, struggling angrily, and seemed to want to do something, but the end of the wooden chopsticks touched his forehead lightly the next moment.

The black evil flame suddenly disappeared.

Cao Yuan, who had recovered to his original state, lay on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, staring blankly at Zhou Ping in front of him, as if he didn't expect his black king status to be broken so easily.

The one who was beaten forcibly exited the state of black king, this was the first time in history.

On the side, the four people who were watching the play also froze in place.

Baili Pangpang looked down at the potato chips that he had only eaten one and a half pieces, his mouth opened wide in shock... Isn't this speed too fast?

How long is the whole process?Counting the drawing of the knife, at most six seconds?

I did this with just one chopstick...

Is this the Juggernaut?

Zhou Ping slowly walked to the side, picked up the straight knife he had sent flying, and threw it back into Cao Yuan's hands.

Cao Yuan took the knife blankly, and asked suspiciously: "Senior Sword Master, this is..."

"Draw your sword and continue attacking me." Zhou Ping said flatly, "Until I say it's over."

Cao Yuan: ...

Cao Yuan had no choice but to draw his sword again, turned into a madman Cao Yuan, and continued to swing the sword at Zhou Ping with a grinning grin.

A few seconds later, he was beaten and fell to the ground again.

Draw the knife!

Got beaten again...

On that day, Cao Yuan drew his sword sixteen times in a row, because each time lasted less than seven seconds, so the consumption of mental power was not great, but when Cao Yuan drew his sword the last few times, he turned into a madman , Lin Qiye and the others could clearly feel that his grinning voice was getting smaller and smaller...

At No. 16 times, he even had a tendency not to laugh.

Finally, after the No. 16 round, Zhou Ping finally stopped torturing Cao Yuan and asked him to rest aside.

Cao Yuan, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, staggered back to the edge of the warehouse little by little, his eyes were a little loose, and he looked like he had lost hope in life.

Baili Pangpang silently put down the potato chips in his hand.

Seeing Cao Yuan's miserable state, he suddenly felt that today's actual combat training might not be so easy, the potato chips in his hand were no longer fragrant...

"Next." Zhou Ping looked at the pale-faced Baili Pangpang, "Come on."

Baili Fatty trembled, tangled in place for a moment, stood up reluctantly from the ground, moved towards the center of the warehouse, looked at his back, and felt a sense of loneliness that "the strong man will never return" feeling.

Training begins.

Before Zhou Ping could make a move, Baili Pangpang directly took out more than a dozen forbidden items from his pocket and hung them beside him without saying a word. The sapphire fingers of his thumb turned into a set of full-body armor, and at the same time, one after another was defending against him. The whole body is opened, turning into a turtle shell, enveloping the whole person tightly.

Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly.

After Baili Pangpang fully stacked his defenses, a huge Tai Chi Eight Diagrams opened under his feet. He stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void, and the two hexagrams of Qian Kun instantly dislocated.

"The universe is in chaos!" Baili Pangpang shouted, "Here come the chopsticks!"

Zhou Ping was taken aback, and without warning, the chopsticks in his hand flew out suddenly and fell into Baili Pangpang's hands.