"Hmph!" Zhao Tianming snorted disdainfully.

"Sure enough, it's a nouveau riche from a small place, and we still have to talk about the problem of resources in this middle-level duel!"

Zhou Ming glanced at this Zhao Tianming: "Since you all brought it, it's okay, a 10 million resource card, no opinion!"

Zhao Tianming, who was still laughing at Zhou Ming, stopped smiling abruptly and looked at Zhou Ming in surprise.

"How much do you say?"

"10 million resource cards, the kind that can be used three times!" Zhou Ming couldn't take it out anyway, but he believed that the other party couldn't take it out, so he waited for the other party to refuse first.

It doesn't matter if you have money or not, you must pretend to be this force, otherwise how can you look rich.

"Ten million?" Zhao Tianming looked at the nine people behind him, "Or ten million a game?"

"Yes, there are so many of you, let's say you have to fight four games, right? a total of 40 million!"

With 40 million resource cards, the resources that can actually be exchanged for 120 million are enough.

This is still in the academy, and it belongs to the "membership price".

The actual value is probably 150 million.

"What are you kidding, how can we possibly come up with ten million?"

"Hehe, you can't take out 10 million? That guy Mo Qiang lost 15 million to me alone, and so many of you can't take out 40 million!"

Zhou Ming kept grinning, full of contempt.

Zhao Tianming was speechless by Zhou Ming's words, Mo Qiang was the grandson of the dean of the Martial Academy, and he also had the title of low-level first, so he must be rich.

"Anyway, 10 million is too much!" Zhao Tianming couldn't come up with the money, so he could only refuse.

Because Mo Qiang did lose fifteen million to Zhou Ming, many of them here saw it, so they congenitally believed that Zhou Ming had so much money.

After all, only ten or so days have passed, and spending 20 million in 10 days is already a lot in their opinion.

"Hey, it's really poor, then how much can you come up with? I'll bet as much as I take, and don't be too little, otherwise I'm not interested in fighting with you!"

Ten people discussed for a while, and almost didn't get into a fight, and several of them were also poor, although they were rewarded by the Martial Academy because of their talent and strength, they still didn't have any savings.

"Zhou Ming, you give a number!" Zhao Tianming didn't want to argue, so he took the initiative to ask Zhou Ming.

None of them want to give more, and some of them are even willing to give out 100,000.

Isn't this funny, Zhao Tianming thinks that whoever is only willing to take 100,000 is insulting him.

"I can't take out 10 million, 5 million is always okay! Don't be less, less than 5 million, I think this competition is over, you want me to end without any benefit?"

Ten people gritted their teeth and discussed again, and after having an accurate number, everyone could put it together and come up with it.

Three people at a time, in fact, only need to come up with a little more than 1.6 million.

"Okay, five million a game, we agreed!"

"A bunch of poor ghosts!" Zhou Ming pouted, and then casually threw out the ten purple signs.

"Here's five million!"

was embarrassed by Zhou Ming's contempt, especially Zhao Tianming, who was born in the Zhao family, and felt that he couldn't hold his head up.

However, no matter what, the resources can be put together, and they can be compared.

As long as Zhou Ming is killed, all the insults will not exist, and each of them will be able to share 500,000 resources.

"Since that's the case, let's get started!" Zhao Tianming nodded at the nine people behind him.

Zhou Ming held a sword that was even higher than him.

"Which of you is on?"

This time, because it was an appointment in advance, the Martial Academy must be prepared in this regard.

Although the three people in the first scene were a little afraid, they still stood up quickly.

"Zhou Ming, let's fight with you!"

"You remember who we are, and you don't know who killed us when you die, our name is ......"

"Wait!" Zhou Ming immediately shouted to stop, "I don't care about cats and dogs at all, you guys hurry up, my knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

"Damn, you despise us so much!" said the three who stood up angrily.

Zhou Ming pouted: "I didn't look at you at all!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ming raised his knife with one hand and looked straight at the three people opposite.

"This superb treasure long knife was snatched from the hands of Fei Gu, the second-year of your Martial Academy, and I drank the blood of Senior Zhao Chong and several people in the second year of your Martial Academy, and now this knife will be full of the blood of your first-year when it comes to my hands!"

"You don't need to remember who I am, but you have to remember which knife you were killed by when you go down to the underworld!

Absolute Sword, you can call it the Red Lotus Heavenly Dance!"

The three of them were slightly shocked.

At this time, Zhou Ming was already wielding a knife.

Seeing that Zhou Ming had already made a move, the three of them immediately resisted, they were all perfect cultivators, and their strength was very good, plus the three of them had done special training for Zhou Ming before, so even if Zhou Ming was holding the best treasure long knife, they didn't have too much fear.

"This knife weighs fifteen hundred catties, and with Zhou Ming's strength, it is impossible to exert the power of this knife too much, so there is no need to worry!"

Because Zhou Ming killed Qian with a knife before, Zhou Ming's information was also excavated instantly.

If the previous super-grade geniuses have long been unconcerned, then Zhou Ming, who now has the strength to suppress the entire first-year students of the Martial Academy, must be in the spotlight.

Zhou Ming's knives were very slow, and they seemed to be so slow that they were stationary.

"You want to kill someone so slowly, I'm afraid you can't even kill a snail!"

It had been three breaths since they were ready to resist Zhou Ming's attack, and even a small martial artist with a heavy body had been able to complete the attack, but Zhou Ming's knife was still in midair.

"What the hell, is Zhou Ming bluffing this time?"

Because it was the first game, they didn't know Zhou Ming's strength very well, and they didn't take the initiative to attack, but just planned to defend passively.

But they have been defending so much, and Zhou Ming's turtle speed and not attacking, made them a little irritable.

Finally, one person couldn't help but take the initiative.

"Since you're stupid, let me get to know you!"

The warrior with a spear in hand stabbed at Zhou Ming fiercely.

And at this time, Zhou Ming, who was originally very slow, made a move.

Sting.

The spear was instantly cut off by the Absolute Sword, and then the Absolute Knife also took advantage of the situation to cut the martial artist of the Martial Academy in half.

"Huh?" Zhou Ming was puzzled, "Is the strength so weak?"

Suddenly, Zhou Ming seemed to be a different person, without his previous composure.

"It's been a long time since the people in your martial arts academy are so weak, it's so bad that you've been worried for a long time, what are you doing!" Zhou Ming began to roll his eyes, as if he was very disappointed in the people in the martial arts academy.

Everyone present was speechless, when did you look worried.