At this time, the fat knight of the bone dragon was constantly dodging the opponent's attack.

"Move a little faster.

Where do your eyes tend to look?

Watch the tip of his sword and control the movement of your Scythe of Despair.

What are you doing stupidly? Bone armor plus ah!

Bone wall, bone wall.

The other party has already rushed over, you still don't know how to use the bone wall, what are you stupid about?

I'm a cow!

How can anyone put a bone wall behind him? You don't think you're dying fast enough, are you?

Didn't you just drop a little blood?

What are you afraid of, give me the top!

A Stygian Blood Fountain recovered, what is there to worry about.

The bones are right! White bone spikes! Pretty!

Are you a stupid pig? Show me on time! ”

Far away from him, Lou Cheng was screaming incessantly, and Bones and Huang Yan, two foodies, one big and one small, were constantly stuffing food into their mouths.

This is the third day after Lou Cheng met Huang Yan, and it is also the third day they walked out of the safe house.

On the one hand, it is due to the fact that under the sweeping of Huang Yan and Ma Dacheng in turn, there are not many living people left in the surrounding area.

During this time, the efficiency of obtaining test scores has been greatly reduced.

On the other hand, I don't know where the bone guy heard the term "eight-hour work system", and suddenly asked Lou Cheng to arrange work for him according to the eight-hour work system.

Otherwise, he will have to strike reasonably.

Hiss!

Are all the mounts so skinny now?

In recent years, many enterprises in China have become popular886,996.

Do you have a mount and talk to me about an eight-hour workday?

Do you think this is appropriate?

But coercion can't be forced, and once the bones are twisted, the eight horses can't pull back.

But fortunately, there are many talents in the team, and with Huang Yan, a little girl, he basically doesn't need to take action in person.

Besides, there is also Ma Dacheng, an elite dead apostle!

No matter how bad he is, he is also an elite professional.

It's just that Lou Chengcheng soon discovered how much water Ma Dacheng, an elite dead apostle, has.

It's not that this guy's strength is really bad.

It's just that he has been living as an ordinary person for more than ten years, and suddenly became a professional, Ma Dacheng has not twisted the bend physiologically and psychologically.

Often as soon as he encounters an enemy, this guy will make a lot of tricks, and he has completely lost his usual shrewdness.

In the beginning, this guy couldn't even beat an advanced class.

Is that worth it?

Not to mention that during this time, Ma Dacheng was very comfortable serving Lou Cheng before and after the saddle, and the identity of the future leader of Lou Cheng's Death Sect alone made him unable to take such a thing lightly.

How could he endure the death of a dignified sect and the existence of such a scrappy cultist?

If one day someone talks about the Cult of Death—

"Hey, have you heard of the Death Sect's Dead Apostles?"

"I know, isn't it the direction of the Dead Apostle who can't even beat the ordinary advanced class of the elite class?

It's spread on the Internet, and I've long told people that this kind of inexplicable and wonderful religious career transfer direction that can gain power with krypton gold alone is unreliable at first glance.

Do you think this is exposed?

This kind of weak job transfer direction is going to you, and I won't change jobs to this. ”

It's embarrassing, isn't it?

It affects the reputation of the Death Sect, doesn't it?

The most important thing is that if this kind of fame spreads, who else will join the Death Sect?

You're going to cut off Lou Cheng's financial route!

Can he bear this kind of smashing of the brand?

Decisively can't!

So this fat man must be trained.

Either practice to death, or practice to death.

Before the end of this college entrance examination, this fat man must learn how to fight as a real professional.

I can't afford to lose this face.

As a result, Ma Da Fat Man inexplicably became the team's tackling expert, and he was the only one.

"There's a candidate hiding there in front, and the fat man gives me a ride..."

"There's one there, too, fat man."

"Yo, there's a safe house here.

Fatty, you can go in and search for me. ”

…

Since then, the rest of the team has simply become spectators, no matter what dirty work, hard work, dangerous work has become Ma Dacheng's job.

Lou Cheng also said that in order to improve the survival rate of Ma Dacheng when he entered the abyss battlefield in the future.

Joke!

What does my dignified little son of the Ma family have to consider for the survival rate of entering the abyss battlefield?

Not to mention that Ma Dacheng was ready to be cautious in the Higher Vocational School for hundreds of years, even if he had to be forced to enter the abyss battlefield.

With his character, he must be hiding by the side of the old grandmother of the throne and honestly surviving the service period, so what danger is there?

As long as it is stable enough, the cosmic desolation is a playground.

But Ma Dacheng, who has seen Lou Cheng's strength, dares to be angry about Lou Cheng's decision.

That's too careless, you'll be beaten.

"What do you think? That's it. ”

Anyway, with the defensive power of the top-level equipment he specially configured before entering the examination room, coupled with the blessing that he had applied more than a dozen state skills, opponents of these levels really didn't pose much threat to him.

At most, it hurts a little bit when the weapon hits you, but you get used to it quickly.

"Habit? Accustomed to hairy, huh?

It still hurts!

Did I have to be a professional to change careers? ”

While complaining, Ma Dacheng endured the severe pain and forcibly received the sword stabbed by the opponent with all his strength.

The long sword pierced into his body, but the big fat man didn't care about the sharp pain, and still maintained the fastest speed and rushed towards the other party's sideways.

"Bang Bang!"

The long sword in the opponent's hand was broken, and half of the long sword was left on Ma Dacheng's fat body.

His fat ball-like body flashed to the other side's side at an astonishing speed.

It is a senting technique that is pressed towards the other person's chest.

With the unique gray light of the aging art gray, Ma Dacheng's palm pressed heavily on the other party's body.

In the blink of an eye, the opponent's skin became quite dry and cracked, his face became extremely pale, and his movements unconsciously slowed down.

At this moment, the Scythe of Despair, who had been looking for an opportunity on the side, slashed through the opponent's waist with all his might.

"Zila!"

Cut it in two.

The dark energy attached to the blade of the Scythe of Despair invaded the opponent's body at the same time, causing the opponent's body to shrink violently in the blink of an eye.

"Whew! Finally... Finally killed! ”

Ma Dacheng pulled out the tip of the sword that was still inserted in his body, and skillfully threw it aside to cast the Stygian Sea Blood Spring.

An illusory image of blood-red water appeared behind him, and the qi and blood he had just lost in the battle quickly recovered.

The few small wounds on his body also quickly scarred and fell off.

"I really don't know why I, a mage-type class Dead Apostle, rush in front of the enemy like a warrior and play melee combat.

What misunderstanding does this Lou Cheng have about the profession of Dead Apostle? ”

With a hint of dissatisfaction, Ma Dacheng looked at Lou Cheng.

Of course, this emotion was hidden by him very deeply, and even Lou Cheng didn't see it.

"Yes, this time it played quite well."

Lou Cheng patted Ma Dacheng's shoulder with satisfaction.

Although he is still a little rusty and unsatisfactory in terms of actions and skill release, it is considered that his original foundation is not bad.

At least the elite professional swordsman just now was also considered a master among all the candidates in the entire final battlefield.

I really didn't expect that this fat man's spell casting ability is not good, and the spell hit rate is not good, but as long as the tension is controlled, the combat ability is not ordinary when fighting in close combat.

The instantaneous nature of the Dead Apostle's skill coupled with his good melee combat ability, coupled with the bloody nature that this guy has developed during this time and is not afraid of pain.

actually let this guy match a set of quite amazing melee mage kraft candy combat routines.

Even Lou Cheng felt quite a headache when he saw this set of tactics.

"It seems that every fat man is a potential stock!"

Lou Cheng looked at Ma Dacheng with satisfaction.

This special training is over.

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