"Boom......"

At the moment of attacking and body, Wei Zhengcheng showed good swordsmanship literacy, "left stab", "right stab", "left cut", "right cut", ...... Within a second, he slashed out seven swords, and they slashed out from seven directions, making Zhong Chao dazzled, and he couldn't even see clearly, let alone defend.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people in the Vajra Martial Arts Hall became more and more depressed.

"Alas, sure enough, I know that I can't count on a miscellaneous disciple."

"Fool, you TM attack, how do you look like a wooden man."

"His character is like this, when he was a miscellaneous servant, he had a title called Stuffy Gourd, which means fighting and stubbornness."

"Wait, I've also heard of the title of stuffy gourd, and, as far as I've heard, what this stuffy gourd is best at is not a hidden weapon, but a ......"

The King Kong Martial Arts Pavilion sighed, and the Green Feather Sword Pavilion cheered, but before their laughter was fully displayed, an exclamation sounded from the ring.

"How is that possible! How can you be so hard! ”

It was Wei Zhengcheng who exclaimed, he was originally full of confidence when he cut out the seven swords under the watchful eye, and felt that this was his peak moment.

It's just that when the long sword touches him, something happens that makes his eyes widen.

He felt that he was not a person at all, but a Buddha statue King Kong, and what made him even more numb was that this King Kong still had full resilience, and most of his attacks were buffered by the rebound, and the remaining strength only left a few white marks on Zhong Chao's body.

"It's impossible, aren't you a master of hidden weapons? Why is the hard work so strong! ”

No wonder Wei Zhengcheng was surprised, in his and normal Jianghu people's concepts, although the master of hidden weapons is good at sneak attacks, he also has the label of physical weakness and death at close range, but Zhong Chao's King Kong-like defense made him numb.

Unfortunately, there was no more time for him to think.

When he attacked and touched, Zhong Chao didn't block it, allowing him to attack himself.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhong Chao stretched out his clenched fist forward and flicked his thumb.

Steam Shot - Shoot at close range!

The distance is less than one meter, and Wei Zhengcheng's long sword has not been withdrawn, and the whole person is also at the moment of exhaustion, in this case, he naturally can't resist, let alone dodge.

Therefore, it was no surprise that he was hit in the chest by a stone that approached him.

"Bang!"

The force of the steam burst did not disappoint Zhong Chao.

With a bang, Wei Zhengcheng, like Jing Xiong just now, was shot upside down, and the powerful force also shook his sternum and tremor.

"Poof......

On the way to fly upside down, he opened his mouth wide, allowing blood to spill on the ground.

Looking at his upside-down figure, thinking about the attack just now, Zhong Chao shook his head: "All the bells and whistles." ”

Zhong Chao's strongest thing is never steam shooting, but defense.

Armor, resistance, damage reduction, and recovery, these four are combined to make him like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

With such a powerful body, he is not a master of hidden weapons who is afraid of hand-to-hand combat, nor is he a weak fast gunner, but a tank in armor.

Because of this, his fighting style is also different from ordinary people.

Fight each other's tricks? Spell tricks and then look for opportunities in the attack?

Or use the snap of your fingers to eject stones one after another (without charging), and use overwhelming hidden weapon attacks to snipe the enemy at a long distance?

There is no need for such bells and whistles, Zhong Chao, who is dressed in gold and has a steam body, will let the other party beat him, as long as he is at the same level and does not take a divine weapon, you will not be able to beat me.

Then, you hit yours, I hit mine.

Hand-to-hand combat, you hit me ten times, a hundred times, you can't let me not hit at once, as long as you shoot, it's all over.

With this method of fighting, the steam shot is charged for a second and a half, which is not a flaw.

With only half a meter to one meter, Zhong Chao's shot could not be empty.

Even if it was empty, he was sure to resist for a second and a half with the Pure Yang Golden Bell Jar and reload the bullets.

"However, although there is no fear, it is better to improve the steam shooting, the single-shot arquebus is still a little weak, and it is better to change it to a repeating gun and a machine gun."

"Well, steam cannons are also on the agenda."

Zhong Chao was thinking about the improvement of the exercises, but the faces of the people in the Qingyu Sword Pavilion were very unsightly, and the two consecutive defeats made their challenge encounter a thick layer of haze at the beginning.

And Wei Zhengcheng just now was already the strongest under their Qingyu Sword Pavilion blood exchange.

The few people who came on the field afterwards proved it.

Knowing that Zhong Chao knows how to hide weapons, these people will get close as soon as they get into the ring.

It's just that the ten-meter distance between them and Zhong Chao has become a heavenly mound.

There was no doppelganger phantom to disturb the vision, and when they entered the seven meters, an earth-shattering explosion would sound on the martial arts field.

Under the shot, all beings are equal!

The steam power is superimposed on Zhong Chao's whole body strength, making the polishing of smooth stones as fast as a phantom, and the slightly weaker ones can't even see clearly, let alone resist.

Therefore, what appeared in front of everyone at this time was Zhong Chao standing still and not saying a word, while the disciples of the Qingyu Sword Pavilion launched a desperate attack.

But it is often halfway through the impact, as if it was shot by a crossbow, and it flies upside down and vomits blood.

After defeating no one in a row, Lin Hongfei frowned and found that there was no warrior on his side.

This is not to say that the Qingyu Sword Pavilion has a poor background, and no one can match Zhong Chao, it's just that before coming over, Lin Hongfei thought that today's battle was against the invincible Yuan Ming of the Divine Fist, and he didn't bring many low-level disciples.

The rest of the Qingyu Sword Pavilion also felt this situation, so Tatsuji immediately spoke:

"Master, I'm going to call someone......"

"No need, the first one, let it be to them."

"Great, we won!"

"Zhong Chao, good job!"

"Well done."

Lin Hongfei generously admitted defeat, which made the King Kong Martial Arts Hall set off a burst of excited shouts, during this time, they had lost too much, and they desperately hoped for a victory to inspire.

The ordinary disciples were excited, and Zhong Chao was also happy.

"It's done!"

"With humble loyalty, the hall master will only give me the identity of a named disciple under the touch, but after the emotion cools, I only have this identity."

"Now, I am not only loyal, but also show talent and strength, and the owner will give me not only identity, but also rights and resources."

When Zhong Chao was happy, the hall owner Yuan Ming also beckoned to Zhong Chao and asked him to come over.

"If you can put all your strength at your fingertips, you can flick your fingers to the realm of a master, not bad."

Yuan Ming was really satisfied, Zhong Chao's appearance showed his loyalty, and he was relieved to find that he was not alone.

At the same time, his victory also made Yuan Ming gain face.

These are enough to satisfy Yuan Ming.

And through the master-level finger flicking skills, he discovered a good character trait of Zhong Chao - he can bear hardships and stand hard work.

Although finger flicking is a low-level exercise, it takes hundreds of thousands of practices to practice a low-level exercise to a master.

So many times, or in a short period of time to complete, this must be able to endure loneliness, such a temperament, is the owner of the museum Yuan Ming favorites the most.

As Zhong Chao thought, the hall master really wanted to cultivate Zhong Chao well, and even wanted to accept him as an inner disciple.

It's just that as soon as the apprentice's heart rose, he thought of something, and shook his head excitedly.

"You're too late."

“？？？”

Without waiting for Zhong Chao to understand the meaning of the hall master's words, Yuan Ming spoke: "As my registered disciple, you can wait and choose a high-level exercise in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion...... Also, Lu Er, wait a minute, you can find something for him to do. ”

"Yes, sir."

After saying this, the hall owner didn't mean to say more, seeing this, Zhong Chao could only clench his fists and retreat.

However, when he came down, the emotions in his heart were still mostly excited.

"There are flawless high-level exercises, and there are still rights...... What was ordered by the owner of the hall himself could never be a chore, and my purpose was achieved! ”

"Now, I have left the status of a servant, and I have crossed over from the class of migrant workers to become the carnivorous class of the martial arts hall...... Although I was at the bottom of the carnivorous class, at least, I was free. ”