Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1260 The loser protagonist

"Ah..." The little fat man opened his mouth wide, slowly turned his big head in stunned silence, and looked around at the many classmates lying on the ground whining and rolling.

Their postures at this time were roughly the same, they both collapsed on the ground, hunched over like crayfish, turning over and over.

Some of the movements were light, but it wasn't that the injuries were shallow, but... it seemed like the person was a bit frozen, with a thin layer of hoarfrost on his face, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing this tragic scene, the little fat man simply couldn't breathe.

Just a few breaths ago, he circled all his horsemen with a confident F2, then went up with A, and then...

That’s all this virtue!
  what happened?
  Everything happened too fast, why didn't I feel anything?

"You...you...you..." Looking at his classmates who suffered heavy losses, the little fat man pointed at the sky and hesitated for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

He really didn't know what to say or what to do.

At this time, Tian Ming, who was opposite him, also looked confused. He looked at his hands and then at the group of classmates on the ground. He had no idea what was going on.

Is this young hero so strong now?

Behind Tian Ming, Shi Lan's eyes rarely showed any emotion, and she glanced at this enthusiastic young man who suddenly broke in with a little surprise.

Originally, according to Tian Ming's love-loving and show-off character, at this time, he probably wanted to laugh hard at the little fat man who was shouting just now but was now dumbfounded.

However, since everything that just happened happened in a blink of an eye, he had no idea what was going on. In addition, they were all Confucian disciples, and they were brawling in private without authorization. If they were caught, they might not know what the masters would do to them. Punishment.

So Tian Ming suddenly got excited and just took Shi Lan and ran away.

Anyway, I just want to save people, can’t I just save them now!

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse the option of running away.

To her, these Confucian disciples were not a threat. She was blocked by them just now because they did not want to cause trouble and attract the attention of Confucian masters.

The little fat man looked at the two people who were running away without a trace. His eyes were frightened and annoyed, but more importantly, he was afraid. In the end, he did not dare to try to pursue them.

On the tree crown on the side, Cook Ding and Bandit Zhi, who were watching the whole process, looked at each other with dull expressions.

"Did you...see clearly just now?" Chef Ding's tone was stiff, as if he couldn't believe what he witnessed.

Thief Zhi nodded mechanically, his tone equally blunt and flat, "I can almost see it clearly...but I think I may have seen it wrong."

"Hiss...how did he do it?" Pao Ding scratched his big face, which was full of puzzles, "He actually knocked down so many people in such a short period of time...even if those Confucian disciples were not strong enough. It’s a bit over the top!”

With Chef Ding's strength, it would not be difficult to deal with the dozen or so Confucian disciples as neatly and neatly as Tianming and the others did just now.

But Pao Ding's strength can barely reach the level of a first-class crane when looking at the world. How could Tianming, a good-for-nothing protagonist who was tortured to death by junior Confucian disciples every day, suddenly be able to achieve this level?

At this time, Thieves Zhi did not forget to remind him, "Don't forget, some of them were defeated by your buddy."

"...I know!" Chef Ding responded dryly with a depressed expression. The strength Shi Lan displayed undoubtedly showed that there was indeed a problem with her origins, and it was a big problem, that is, it was not clear what she wanted to do.

If something goes wrong with one of his own men, the chef will inevitably be unhappy... Although he had seen that there was a problem before, he still wasn't as strong as the real attack just now.

"We'll study Shi Lan's matter later. Let's talk about Tian Ming's matter first." Cook Ding changed the subject with a grimace, "Do you think this kid is hiding it every day, pretending to be stupid to fool us?"

Thief Zhi had already made some guesses in his mind at this time. He was not as surprised as before. He touched his chin and analyzed, "I guess the reason is the lifelong skills passed down to Tianming by the giants of the previous generation."

"A great man from the previous generation? Passing on his skills?" Chef Ding's eyes widened with confusion on his face, "What's going on?"

Since he did not personally experience the changes in the government city, Chef Ding only knew that his predecessor had chosen Tianming as his successor before his death. He did not know that Yan Dan had passed all his skills to Tianming before his death.

Robber Zhi then carefully explained the process of passing on the power.

After hearing this, Cook Ding became even more puzzled. He touched his forehead and said in surprise, "Tian Ming has obtained the lifelong skills of the previous generation giants, but as a result... he is beaten every day by a group of Confucian juniors until he can't hold his head up?"

"The old giant is one of the top masters in the world!"

"You're stupid!" Pirate Zhi rolled his eyes at Cook Ding and replied angrily, "You should know that even if a person who is not familiar with martial arts gets this internal power, he won't be able to use it!"

"Besides, this kid hasn't mastered the Mo Sect's Heart Method yet. It's even more delusional to think about mobilizing the Mo Sect's true energy in his body."

"That's right, hehe... I got it wrong." Pao Dinghan smiled and scratched his head, openly admitting that he didn't think carefully.

Thief Zhi continued with a smile, "But due to certain things that happened on the way here and what he did just now, I have a guess..."

Cook Ding also carefully recalled everything that had just happened. After being reminded by Tao Zhi, a conjecture emerged in his mind:
  "You mean that when Tianming is in danger, he can subconsciously mobilize part of the true energy in his body and exert his strength far beyond normal circumstances?"

The Taoist Zhi choked on his words, and nodded reluctantly with a sullen face, "Uh... almost, but I guess it doesn't have to be in danger, as long as Tianming's mood is in place."

"Oh...that makes sense." Chef Ding nodded lightly at first, then seemed to think of something, suddenly changed the topic and asked, "No, he obviously has this potential, why didn't you give him some advice? ?”

"Ha!" Upon hearing this, Thief Zhi immediately sneered. A complex expression of anger, annoyance and helplessness rarely appeared on his usually cynical face, and he replied in a resentful tone, "How could we not point him out?"

"We really want to teach him everything we have learned throughout our lives, but this kid is really a rotten tree that cannot be carved."

"You can't learn at all!"

Robber Zhi's tone was not so much that he was hating that iron could not become steel, but rather that he was accusing him with blood and tears.

That time of teaching Tianming was really painful for him and several other commanders.

If there was no hope at all at that time, Master Ban would not have chosen to give up Tianming in his will.

Listening to this tearful accusation, Cook Ding subconsciously felt that Thieves Zhi was making a fuss out of a molehill. However, after thinking about Tianming's behavior at Little Saint Xian Manor in the past half month, it seemed... understandable?

(End of this chapter)