This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 123

I am not! I do not want! I do not!

Martin's bowels of remorse were about to twist up, and he even waved his hands and said sternly: "No, no! How can you just go back on something that has been decided?"

William glanced at him with a faint smile, gave up the slightly weaker opponent that he was going to assign to him, opened the Legion panel and drew a circle, and found someone slightly stronger than him.

"Vali Vankin is out!"

The big man who was looking down at his shoes froze, making a note for that damned Martin.

Where are you hiding? You have to hide behind my ass? If it wasn't for you pit me, would I be noticed by such a low-key person?

William looked at the sparks in their eyes with satisfaction, slightly nodded and said: "You two are your opponents, from now on, your mission is to defeat each other, how can you fight other than dead hands. It's all right, those who lose should be with those people on the flagpole, do you understand?"

It turns out that it's you!

The two people, one tall and one short, glared at each other angrily, even without William's provocation, the anger had already surged up.

Short Martin roared, jumped up first and punched the big man's arm, big man Valli also not to be outdone, backhand punched him with a black eye, these The two people soon became a group.

Looking at the [Fury] floating in the status bar of the two with satisfaction, William started to assign a new PK combination.

"Kersey Vankin and Ralph Vankin are out."

This time it was a Second Rank [Blade Shield Guard] and a The [Axe Knight] of Second Rank is considered as the second only to patriarch Harry's powerhouse in the Vankin family.

After they glanced at each other, Second Rank's [Knife and Shield Guard] Kesi asked suspiciously, "We fight too?"

William's face was nodded.

"That's right."

[Axe Knight] Ralph scratched his head and said with the same doubt: "Why should I fight him? He's not mine. Rivals."

Hearing Ralph's boasted shamelessly remarks, Corsi's forehead suddenly burst into blue veins.

"You fart! You're not my opponent! Not only can you beat me, you're not even as good as JJ!"

"You fart! Obviously I'm longer!" Ralph was furious, picked up the big axe in his hand and slashed across the face.

Kesi raised his big shield to hold the axe, looked at him with contempt, and said, "What are you pretending to be! When I went to take a bath in the 'Fairy Forest' last time, I saw it clearly You are only half as old as Lao Tzu!"

Looking at the eyes of the clansman around him, Ralph, whose "spirit" was questioned, was suddenly anxious, staring at him and doing everything he could. With strength, he smashed Kosi's shield with a round arm and an axe.

"Can that be the same? You motherfuckers take a hot bath! I take a cold bath! If you take cold water, you will shrink!"

[Infuriated, Entering a state of extreme anger, the speed of physical energy consumption is increased by 30%, and the strength and agility of …

It took more than half an hour for William to assign opponents to everyone. The Vankin family’s residence was no longer as calm as before, and there were people everywhere who started fighting.

These people are not all as active as Martin and the others, and even many of them are just pretending, but the more they fight, the more difficult they find their opponents, and the strength of each other is actually very different. not bad. Even if one side is a little stronger, it will not be too strong.

The people of the Vankin family have the blood of the mad war demon, and they have an innate pursuit of battle, and this kind of evenly matched battle is really rare. This is the first time I have encountered such a balanced test.

Those who are at first are just pretending, they are a little bit over the top when they are hitting, the more they hit, the more comfortable they are. With the boredom of a bully, this fight is simply refreshing in the depth of one's soul.

The sound of fists and flesh colliding, the grunts of those who were beaten, and the roars of those who had been beaten up took turns. The hammer turned bloody nose and swollen face on the ground, but most people got up immediately and jumped back on it with great pleasure.

The sallow-faced Byrne clutched his stomach and lay on the back of the horse, watching the excitement around the gate of the station with the young Knights. He peeked at William, whose face was full of relief, and could not help but quietly stabbed him. Poke your colleagues around you.

"Hey, are you saying that the Deputy Lord Commander is using public office to avenge private wrongs?"

The happy young Knight was stunned for a moment.

"No way, Deputy Commander... No, it's already Lord Commander! Isn't Lord Commander also surnamed Vankin? Even if he may not have a good life at home before, he shouldn't use public office to avenge private wrongs, right? Besides, I can see that these guys are really enjoying it, and they are actually quite happy to fight them."

Byrne pouted and didn't speak, how can you understand this. kind of thing? Lord Commander usually has no expression on his face, even on the bloody battlefield, he always has a cold face, but you look at his current expression, where is that paralyzed look? Although the magnitude is not very strong, the joy on his face can hardly be covered.

Strange, what's so good about these people? The Lord Commander, who is usually reserved, looks at these men with bloody nose and swollen face with a look of relief on his face, which is completely unreasonable? And he always felt that Lord Commander's expression was inexplicably familiar.

After subconsciously rubbing a new horsewhip smeared with bitter gourd juice, Byrne suddenly remembered where he had seen this expression before.

When he was still a skin boy of the hunter's family, the neighbor on the right was a farmer who farmed for the Viscount. After every time he finished watering the ground with the big manure, he sat on the ridge and watched the crops. this expression.

So...is the Lord Commander going to throw shit on them?

……

These energetic brawny men suddenly changed their minds, and some people lost their temper and even included the people around them into their attack range. , one-on-one duels quickly turned into group fights.

This can't be done! William complexion changed jumped up, and after knocking down a few reckless men who were trying to exercise with multiple people, he opened the Legion panel and looked at the status bar of these people, and found that almost all of them were "fighting" and "angry", Couldn't help but satisfied nodded.

Perfect~ It seems that the formation training of [Rage Legion] can also be put on the agenda.

For the next three months, the people of the Vankin family are living a life that is neither heaven nor hell.

If experienced is a symbol of warriors, then these people from the Vankin family, it is estimated that dragging one out of them can be equal to five warriors, and a few fighting madmen with excellent physical strength can even fight more than a dozen a day. , it takes less than two weeks to experience "hundred battles", and after three months, I am afraid that it is almost "thousand battles".

Although the battle between the same clan is not always on the edge of life and death like the real battle, but because the opponent's strength is too close to himself, the battle is even more sound and fierce.

During these three months, they woke up every day, and after breakfast, it was endless battles, battles, and more fierce battles. Except for the time to eat, sleep, and go to the toilet, as long as the physical strength If it has not been exhausted, it will go on as if there is no end.

However, these belligerents are only human beings after all, and they are not real mad war demons. In the face of seemingly endless battles, there will be a day when they will not be able to persevere;

Some people have even begun to feel afraid of fighting, among them, Harry Vankin, who was abused by William every day, was the most war-weary.

To be able to become patriarch in the bellicose Vankin, Harry's strength is indeed the strongest. He had already reached the second rank limit, and after being beaten by William, he even broke through the third rank and became a real [Great Knight].

Originally this was a good thing, but didn't expect became the beginning of his pain.

Because the entire Vankin family no longer has a similar strength to him, in order to activate his mad war bloodline, William had to go off the field to spar with him. However, in the face of physique and terrifying William, he welcomed Harry's is naturally an inhuman slap.

What's worse is that William has already locked him as the best target for "experience". As long as Avril's side is okay, everyday all will come over and beat him a few times.

William has meticulously calculated that the "experience" gained by beating Harry once is about ten times that of beating an ordinary Second Rank professional.

Although the prompts given by the system are all [a bullying battle], but if it is another Second Rank professional, "bullying the weak" hundreds of times will not necessarily lead to Level 1. , However, if you bully Harry, you only need to beat him fifty times to get to Level 1.

William clear comprehension after raising Flesh Golem to LV17.

Since you have to brush "experience" no matter what, then you must follow it through to the end~

Naturally, people with higher levels will brush faster than those with lower levels. There are not many people who have reached the third rank or above in the entire royal army, but they can be beaten with bloody nose and swollen face every day, and the only one who doesn't go to Avril to complain, so who do you beat if you don't?

...

Harry Vankin walked out of the barracks with a scowl, ready for today's ravages of madness.

He never imagined that one day he would be afraid of fighting.

After being beaten by William and using it to break through the third rank Great Knight, Harry felt that his strength had changed like a shedding body, exchanging bones, and suddenly swelled to an unstoppable level. He rode all night. The warhorse broke into William's camp.

Relying on the extraordinary agility of the third rank Great Knight, Harry even had the upper hand for a while, but when he launched the Great Knight's battle skill [Second Stage Charge], he smashed into William head-on, and his ribs split. The crisp sound was like thunder, and it exploded into his fragile heart.

What's even more tragic is that William, who was woken up, was not in a good state. He couldn't stop his hand under sleepy eyes, and he punched him hard, which directly cost him half his life. The medical soldiers who came gave him a life-saving alchemy potion, and he might have to explain it on the spot.

While recovering from his wounds in the wounded barracks, Harry Vankin saw the truth.

I was afraid that my son was holding the wrong one at the beginning. I was afraid that the one lying in the delivery room next door was not a mixed-race giantess, right? That is, there is no such thing as a paternity test in this world, otherwise he would really wonder if there is something on his head.

In his thirty years of life, Harry Vankin knew for the first time what it meant to be powerless. He had completely given up the idea of "revenge" and was ready to be a salted fish with peace of mind.

However, it backfired. William, who needed "shua experience", set his sights on him, the new third rank Great Knight. As soon as he walked out of the wounded barracks, William blocked the door and beat him and left. He was sent back within 20 steps, and he went back and lay there for more than two days.

I, Harry Vankin, don't really like fighting (suffering) fighting (beating) that much. Can you find someone else?

 …

When Harry walked out of the barracks in a panic, he didn't find the hateful silhouette.

After asking the young Knight guarding the door, Harry was pleasantly surprised to learn that because Queen Your Majesty was going to see several important guests and needed him to act as a guard temporarily, he Bastard's son is not here today.

It's time to turn around! After being abused by that bastard for months, it's finally my turn to abuse others!

The capon-like Harry regained his energy, grinned and rushed into the barracks and called everyone out.

"Wow hahaha! I'm already the Great Knight of the third rank! Come on you bastards! I'm going to fight ten today!"

......

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty,"

A richly dressed old man laughed at Avril, took off his hat and bent over in an aristocratic salute.

Although he is well-dressed and worth a lot of money, he certainly does not look like someone who is short of money, but his smile is always inexplicably wretched, which makes people feel uneasy, a bit like a The sly-headed Shar Pei seems to be rushing up to grab the meat buns in your hand in the next second.

“Old man greets you on behalf of the Church of Fortune, may your will shine on Falan.”

Beside him is a slender girl, who is more gorgeous than dressed. The old man, her clothes are relatively simple, but the material is also very high-quality, it looks full of scholarly flavor, if she wears a pair of gold glasses, she is almost a female scholar.

The girl slightly lifted the corners of her skirt and gave a ladylike salute. Her delicate and fair skin can make the overwhelming majority envy to death. The facial features on her face are even more exquisite like porcelain dolls. Ladies, the result of centuries of pampering and genetic screening.

William glanced at her quickly from top to bottom, but did not see any patterns representing her family, probably a clergyman of a certain church.

The collar of the girl's collar is closely aligned, and the folded neckline and the patterns on the clothes are so neat that they correspond one after another without the slightest deviation.

In contrast to her extremely strict and dignified dress, her long hair, slightly marooned, was casually draped over her right shoulder, only tied at the end by an old leather loop. A few mischievous strands of hair have already fallen out of the tresses, and the ends of the hair tips are slightly forked, which is obviously a little neglected.

"Your Majesty Queen, my name is Karina, the chanter of the Church of Knowledge, greeting you on behalf of the Church of Knowledge."