Lin Tian found that the fat man was really afraid of pain, so he could avoid it while screaming every time. If dodging is a talent, then the fat man can be regarded as the best play.

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect looked at the fat man. Everyone, including the two people who were facing off on Lin Tian's side, all stopped the game and looked at the fat man's side.

The sound of the fat man's screaming is so ugly, like the sound of a male duck stuck in his throat.

Nanyin really couldn't stand it, she was too embarrassed, and couldn't help but say, "Fatty, where is your spirit body?"

"Yes, where's my spirit?" muttered the fat man, a little sluggish.

Lin Tian was also a little unbearable, and reminded: "Activate the vitality and communicate with the spirit body in your body!"

The fat man did follow Lin Tian's method, and there seemed to be no change. The fat man cried directly, and tears were squeezed out.

Why do you have this kind of spirit that is lazier and fatter than yourself?

God bless a fat fart!

Sledgehammer sister Zhong Wuyan couldn't stand it anymore, and said helplessly: "Or, you can admit defeat directly?

"I don't!" said the fat man, firmly.

It's one thing to be defeated, it's another thing to throw in the towel. You can be defeated in front of your beloved woman, but you must not admit defeat, this is the fat man's own consciousness. However, he didn't realize that his yelling was humiliating enough.

Sister Sledgehammer was already hot-tempered, but this time she was even more angry, and she unceremoniously increased her strength, and the speed was naturally much faster than before. The fat man will definitely not be able to dodge this trick, and he will be hit with a big hammer. The fat man trembled with fright, but he still didn't forget to keep running the vitality in his body, which was his last glimmer of hope.

"Did you lose?" said the fat man secretly, "strange, why doesn't it hurt?"

Not to mention that the fat man felt inexplicable, Sledgehammer Sister Zhong Wuyan also felt very confused.

"Why does a hammer on a fat man feel like a hammer on rubber?"

The fat man felt that his whole body was soft, but he was very strong. He suddenly realized that he was covered with a layer of orange translucent gel, and when he patted it, he would tremble.

"This is the power of the little fat worm? Why is it so strange!"

Sister Sledgehammer didn't believe in evil, so she increased her strength and slapped the fat man again, only to see the hammer hit the fat man, slowly recessed in, and then bounced back all of a sudden.

Hammer again, concave again, and play again. Hammer again, concave again, play again...

"That's enough. Really beat me like a cake back then!" "The fat man saw that there was nothing to do, and his courage became bigger, and he dared to yell at Sister Sledgehammer, completely forgetting the situation when he was beaten earlier and cried his father and mother.

"You dare to yell at me?" said Sister Sledgehammer glaring at the fat man.

The fat man was stunned again all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he recalled Sister Sledgehammer's comments in the pie.

Sister Sledgehammer was ruthless, she jumped up with strength, her hands burst with some clearly visible green tendons, the sledgehammer emitted a dark brown light in the air, and a wave of air directly attacked the fat man.

"Imprisoned!"

The fat man suddenly felt bad, this move was completely different from the previous simple and rough hammer on himself. He instantly lost control of his body, couldn't feel his body, couldn't move, couldn't even open his mouth, let alone make a duck-like call.

"Mamma Mia, why am I yelling at her so much! I can't control my broken mouth!"

Sister Sledgehammer took this opportunity to make up for another hammer, directly hitting the fat man's big belly, and the fat man bounced around on the field like a big leather ball, and stopped after a while.

The fat man lay on the ground dizzily, he could move, but he didn't have the desire to move now, he bounced around on the field, all his energy was exhausted, and the vitality in his body was much less, only one-third of it was left.

There was only the sound of a fat man panting for breath on the field.

"Fatty, stand up!" Nanyin shouted.

The fat man looked at the thin cloud in the sky that floated slowly, and slowly stood up.

I've failed enough, I've run away from difficulties since I was a child, and I don't know who my biological father and mother are? If they knew that I was mixed up like this, they would be very disappointed, right? And Nanyin, the first girl I fell in love with for so long, behaved like this, it was really a failure.

If Lin Tian was so smart, how good it would be!

The fat man suddenly remembered that when he first met Lin Tian, he was covered in injuries, and no piece of meat was intact, he must have been in pain at that time, right? But he survived, and lived well, and he never gave up. In the forest, too, we have always been at the forefront to protect us.

"Don't give up!" the fat man looked up and muttered in a low voice, completely different from the sound of yelling earlier.

He never thought of admitting defeat, he could be defeated, but he couldn't admit defeat, let alone give up.

The fat man at this moment has indeed become different.

As the opponent of the fat man, Zhong Wuyan felt it the most, and his eyes could see it the most. If the fat man's eyes were full of dodging before, like rat eyes, then now he is with some firmness and unyielding, like an elephant.

Zhong Wuyan was intuitively alert, did not dare to be careless, held the hammer in both hands to protect his chest, and adjusted the vitality in the group to enter a defensive state. She didn't know what kind of attack the fat man would do, and the fat man's different state made her suddenly unsure of how to deal with it, even though she had entered the middle level of the human level a year earlier than the fat man.

The fat man didn't know how to attack Sister Sledgehammer, and he felt that he had to gather all his vitality on his right hand. The gelatinous substance on his body became less and less, and gradually disappeared. At the moment of disappearance, Lin Tian noticed that a very faint phantom of a small fat worm appeared behind the fat man.

The fat man only threw a punch, and then fell down with a "boom", and completely fainted.

Zhong Wuyan was not comfortable, kneeling on the ground on one foot, supported by a hammer in his right hand, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Although she had made sufficient defenses, the fat man's attack was much stronger than she imagined, and now she was a little scared when she thought about it, the moment the fat man punched, she couldn't feel the flow of vitality in the air around her at all, as if she was suddenly emptied, and the vitality in her body was blocked, and there was a feeling of suffocation. If the fat man threw another punch, she would definitely not be able to hold it, and there would be no doubt that she would be seriously injured. The injuries on her body are not light now, and she endured the distress and ate a "Hui Yuan Dan", otherwise the vitality in her body will definitely not be able to recover after a night's cultivation.

The fat man didn't know what kind of impact his punch had on everyone on the field, at the moment of punching, the moment the remaining vitality of his body was waved, he felt a sense of pleasure hit his brain, and his whole body was happy, as if the fat in his body was consumed at that moment, and he felt like flying into the sky. Immediately after, a feeling of exhaustion struck, and he lost his strength and fell uncontrollably.

Referee Elder Qian immediately checked the fat man's physical condition, and said to the people on the field with a sigh of relief: "It's just that the vitality is exhausted, the body is tired, and the syncope has passed, just rest for one night." In this case, Zhong Wuyan won!"

Elder Qian called six inner disciples to reluctantly lift the fat man down, and the fat man's weight was not reduced when his vitality was exhausted, as scary as ever.

Lin Tian also relaxed, thinking about the phantom of the little fat worm at that moment, he became more and more interested in the fat man's spirit, and the fat man's spirit body was by no means simple.

In this battle, although the fat man lost, he had some fame among the young disciples of the Qingyun Sect - the man who injured Sister Sledgehammer.