Ultimate Comprehension Evolution

()Chapter 125: Angry to death without paying for it

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I saw this short fat man covering a pig's trotter with both hands, as if someone had robbed his wife, squatting on the ground and howling heart-wrenchingly.

It turned out that before Wang Ming became invisible, these small silver swords were scattered in different places. After all, the short fat man was too fast, so he had to look for flaws from different places. As a result, things went very smoothly.

Fatty, as expected, fell into the trap stupidly. So the scene just now happened.

Wang Ming is not the kind of devil who kills everyone. Sometimes he just gives up when he is ready, which makes people like him even more. But this guy seemed more generous. He flew over with his sword and asked loudly with seeming concern:

"Oops! Brother Liu, what's going on? Didn't you say this thing can protect us? So, I also followed your example and maximized the power of the spell."

Wang Ming's voice was so loud that it almost covered up the howling of the short fat man, as if he was afraid that the main hall masters could not hear it. Wang Ming's move was simply too awesome. Not only did he hurt the short fat man, but he still had to take responsibility for it.

His head was shot. If anyone was blamed, it was the fat guy who deserved it. After all, he was the one who made the cruel move first, so he couldn't blame anyone else.

Humpty Dumpty was in terrible pain. Hearing what Wang Ming said, he was so angry that he almost couldn't regain his breath. But he didn't have the strength to fight against it. But before Humpty Dumpty could say anything, Wang Ming started shouting loudly again.

"Deacon..., what is going on? The power of my spell is not even 30% as powerful as Senior Brother Liu's hammer just now. How could something like this happen?" Wang Ming looked very innocent as he looked at the referee on the field.

said.

Seeing this scene, Hongru Ke was simply amused. He didn't expect that Feng Xiaoxiao's disciple would be so smart. Although the power of the silver sword was a little less powerful than that of the hammer, it was definitely not as powerful as Wang Ming said.

Only 30%, at least 60 to 70%. And this guy still blames the short fat guy blindly, which will really piss the short fat guy to death.

Of course, there are three people who are happiest when seeing this scene, two of them must be Murong Chutian and Zi Qing, and the other one is Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao also felt a burst of joy in his heart. He didn't expect that Wang Ming, who had only been here for a year, would make such rapid progress in cultivation and appear to be very calm and composed in fighting. In this first battle, he wiped his face clean and returned the favor.

He really didn't waste the pill he gave him. Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but glance at the old monster in Chonghua Palace, and saw that the master of Chonghua Palace was so angry that his face was livid.

The deacon was also speechless for a while. He had been a referee for so many years and he had never seen such a slippery boy.

"Cough...cough...!" The deacon also felt very embarrassed. He couldn't expose Wang Ming's words on the scene, otherwise the face of the master of Chonghua Hall would be even more embarrassing. His apprentice was actually used by others for 30% of the time.

The power was defeated.

The deacon looked at the short fat man, and after confirming that the game could not continue, he said loudly to the field: "In this game, Lingxiao Palace - Wang Ming wins!"

As soon as this sound came out, cheers erupted in a corner of the field. It turned out to be the senior brothers from Lingxiao Palace, cheering for Wang Ming's victory. Several other senior brothers who participated also seemed very excited.

On the contrary, some people actually cursed Wang Ming behind his back. These people were not from Chonghua Hall. They were a group of gamblers who gathered together in private. Whenever these low-level disciples encountered such competitions,

They would use spiritual stones to bet on who would lose and who would win, thus making a lot of money. Of course those who won would be happy, and those who lost would of course curse. Even though they were low-grade spiritual stones, they were not like the cabbage that can be seen everywhere on the street.

For a time, voices with different emotions were expressed on the field, and it was as lively as a mortal vegetable market.