"Bets?"

Hearing Zhou Ming's words, Zhang Zhou and Li Xiao were stunned for a moment.

At their point, who would gamble on that resource?

They are not ordinary disciples.

"Isn't this good, at our level, we still have to make this kind of request for such a small resource?" Zhang Zhou felt a little embarrassed.

"What do you mean by that little bit of resources! Aren't I going to fight with ten people? 10 million a game, love can't come!"

Burst!

Ahem!

Zhang Zhou and Li Xiao almost choked to death from their own saliva and began to cough violently.

"Zhou Ming, how much did you just say?"

"Ten million!" Zhou Ming said.

"You're not kidding, are you? 10 million? Who can come up with it?" Zhang Zhou said angrily.

The martial arts academy and the sports institute have not been cycled for three months, and the resources consumed are only hundreds of millions, and Zhou Ming will have hundreds of millions of resources for a few games by himself?

Are you kidding.

"This is a bit unrealistic, they can't take it out, even if there are three people in one game, three people can't make it up!"

"Hey, I'm really poor, I can't get any resources, I can't earn resources, just take heads, it's not worth much!"

There must be benefits to killing, the treasures and resources on his body are his, but if there are additional bets, he will definitely make more.

"Actually, Zhou Ming doesn't need to be like this, our resources are basically enough to cultivate, if you don't have enough, you can still apply to the academy, even if you apply for more resources with your talent, the academy should not refuse!"

"yes, if you don't say it, I forgot that I still have five million to claim!"

"This should still go through the process, and the amount of five million needs to be approved by the dean or vice president!" Zhang Zhou is the grandson of the dean, and he is very clear about this matter.

"Is that a problem? Can you get my resource cards down after six days?"

"Zhou Ming, didn't you just win more than 10 million? plus your own, it's enough to have more than 20 million, isn't it enough for you?"

When Zhou Ming heard Li Xiao's words, he just wanted to sneer in his heart.

Not only is it not enough, Lao Tzu still owes a lot of debt.

If you can't get 10 million resource cards within a month, maybe the old man Yang Lao can strip off his pants and hang him at the door of the sports institute as a monkey, and then play the first sign of the sports institute to sell ass and collect tickets.

Think about it, chrysanthemums are a little cool.

Seeing Zhou Ming's smile, both of them were a little sluggish, why did they think that Zhou Ming's consumption of resources was so exaggerated.

"It turns out that there is a price to pay for fast cultivation!" Li Xiao sighed.

"If you can cultivate so quickly, I believe your family will be willing to pay such a price!" Zhang Zhou said angrily.

"That's not necessarily, tens of millions of resources are not a small amount at every turn, where can you take them out casually!" Li Xiao immediately shook his head.

He has a large family, and everyone has a little bit, so how much can be left.

I don't want Zhang Zhou to be a single seedling, the dean only has a grandson like him, and the resources are basically enough.

"Alright, you two don't bother me, and tell me about the covenant quickly! The time is set for the morning in six days, and then we will go again at noon!"

"Why do you want to go again at noon?"

"Of course let them wait, why do you go so early!" Zhou Ming didn't feel ashamed at all.

Zhang Zhou and Li Xiao got up and walked out, they really haven't talked about such a tasteless powerhouse, and they have a little demeanor.

They all wanted to stay away from Zhou Ming, for fear of being taken away.

After the two left, Zhou Ming slowly cultivated in the courtyard alone.

After fighting a few times, Zhou Ming picked up the red sword.

As for his gloves, of course, they also stay on their hands.

Originally, treasures were calculated in sets, and it was normal for gloves and treasures to be used together.

Unless someone who is specifically obsessed with knives will use knives alone, such as Zhou Ming.

Of course, that was Zhou Ming in his previous life, and Zhou Ming in his previous life was dedicated to using knives, but the knife is not necessary to be used in the Spirit Gathering Realm, and the same power is not as direct as a glove.

"I thought that I would wait until my strength was enough to create a spiritual weapon long knife for myself, but I didn't expect to start touching the knife so early in my life!"

Bloodthirsty madness!

Zhou Ming slashed out, and the powerful qi and blood accompanied by the huge force immediately burst out from the absolute sword.

In an instant, the wall in front of Zhou Ming collapsed.

"The power is okay!" Zhou Ming put on his gloves and began to practice the knife slowly.

Practice is the basic knife technique, a few very simple moves.

Chop, chop, sweep, stab, pluck.

Every move is slow, as if you are really dancing.

And at this time, Li Qin suddenly came to Zhou Ming's courtyard,

Seeing Zhou Ming dancing slowly, he was full of surprise.

"Zhou Ming, are you okay?

"I was careless when I practiced the knife just now, and I didn't stop my hand!" Zhou Ming replied casually, and the movements in his hands still did not stop.

Li Qin couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at Zhou Ming's indifferent appearance, they are body refining martial artists, when did the attack become so sharp?

This broken wall, which is almost three zhang long, has been cut out with a knife, such a neat incision, even if you don't see it, you can feel the power in it.

Because martial artists often practice, their courtyards are reinforced with special materials, and they are definitely not ordinary stones that can be broken when pinched.

"Since it's okay, I won't bother you to practice the knife!" Li Qin only felt that the gap between himself and Zhou Ming was getting bigger and bigger.

Imagine that more than a month ago, when Zhou Ming first came, his strength was half a pound and eight taels with him, but now that he looks at it, Li Qin doesn't even have the confidence to block Zhou Ming's random knife.

Although the knife looks very slender, with Zhou Ming's strength, he has to hold the knife in both hands, and its weight can be imagined.

"Hey, you still have to cultivate hard!" Li Qin shook his head and left.

And Zhou Ming continued to concentrate on practicing knives, don't say that Li Qin is here at this time, even if his father comes, he won't listen.

This is his attachment to the knife.

Back then, his nickname was Hades, aliases: King Ming, Wraith Sword King.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Ming's felt that the knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and it didn't look like a weight of 1,500 catties at all.

But Zhou Ming was not surprised at all, he just continued to practice the knife, repeating these most basic steps.

And the knife in his hand became heavier and heavier with his dancing, from the actual weight of 1,500 catties to the weight of 2,000 catties, 3,000 catties, and even 5,000 catties.

Zhou Ming's hands began to tremble slightly, and every time he moved, the long knife in his hand began to become laborious.

Even so, Zhou Ming didn't mean to stop at all, just continued to wave.

And the knife in his hand continued to get heavier.

The sweat on Zhou Ming's forehead also became more and more, constantly flowing down.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming collapsed to the ground.

"Whew, it's still not strong enough, I feel like I'm just a little bit away from breaking through!"

Zhou Ming got up helplessly, and then walked in with a knife that weighed only 1,500 catties.