My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

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　　"Haha..." Crazy Fighter got angry and slowly got up.

　　After all, Wang Luffi is also a big guy among the players in the first test!

　　You can't beat it yourself, well, serve it yourself!

　　But the Emperor Sauron in front of him, a mere second-test player, just like himself, he just logged into the game for less than two days, and he wanted to kill himself?

　　He Yiming let go of his authority and allowed the two to PK, and then he stood aside and did not speak.

　　"I'm here!!!" Crazy fighting is no nonsense, the posture is set, the armed color is displayed, and the eight doors are also opened.

　　(chad) Emperor Sauron.

　　"Everything can be armed!" Emperor Sauron opened his mouth arrogantly, closed one eye, and stared at the crazy fighting with only one eye.

　　The next moment, Emperor Zoro skillfully activated the eight-door Dunjia, and then the armed color slowly filled, but only wrapped around the Zanpakutō in his hand and his right arm.

　　As a result, Emperor Zoro wielded his Zanpakutō like lightning and slashed it down!

　　"You lose... ah?" Crazy Fighting turned into two halves, and the mouth that turned into two halves was still arrogantly speaking.

　　Then,

　　There's no after that.

　　Standing in the Resurrection Hall, a question mark with a frantic fighting face.

　　WTF?

　　"Are you convinced?" Crazy Fight hurried back, He Yiming laughed casually.

　　"I'm not convinced!!!" Crazy Fighting got angry, really angry!

　　"Little Li Feidao, come on!" He Yiming didn't care, and casually called out a player from the nearest Dimensional God Realm.

　　"I don't believe it, I'm still going to lose...?" Crazy Fighter was furious. As soon as he shouted, a flying knife was hit in his forehead, and he lay flat in an instant.

　　"I'm not convinced!!!" Crazy Fight rushed back desperately

　　"Shandong Shanye, come on!"

　　"Leave it to me, Brother Ming!"

　　When Crazy Fighting punched Shuai Sanji with a punch, Shuai Shanye stood upside down and hung upside down with a golden hook. The classic Shanye-style leg method directly put the face of mad fighting.

　　All kicked and collapsed.

　　"???" Crazy fighters are all stupid.

　　Quanba and Brother Ba on the side were also dumbfounded.

　　???

　　what happened?

　　Why are the three of them being trained as elite players in the Hall of Stars!

　　As a result, I ran to the Yuanshen Realm this time, and any player who passed by would beat himself up like a grandson?

　　And all the tricks are spikes?

　　Why is this riding a horse?

　　"Don't you understand?" He Yiming smiled, waved his hand, and motioned the three to sit down.

　　"Brother Ming, please give me some advice!" Crazy Fighter knelt on the ground, finally convinced,

　　"What about the three of you, you have a good foundation in kung fu!"

　　"Unfortunately, this is the world of cultivation! If you think that you can fight the monks with your kung fu, then you are courting death!"

　　"Here, there are mortals who have been practicing Henglian Kungfu for fifty years! All of them are: Martial Dao masters! Do you think you can be stronger than them?"

　　"But such a master of Henglian is still a mortal after all! A strong foundation-building realm can kill hundreds of people with a single slap!" He Yiming said lightly.

　　"???" Fighting frantically, Quanba and Brother Ba were all stunned.

　　Come to think of it, this is true!

　　No matter how much mortals practice their boxing and kung fu, it's useless!In the face of a real monk, it is no different from an ant.

　　"Could it be that our hard work for many years is useless?" Fighting frantically, Quanba and Brother Ba were all a little frustrated.

　　"Of course not!" He Yiming shook his head.

　　"Ah?" Fighting frantically, Quanba and Brother Ba all looked bewildered.

　　Hey

　　He Yiming knew that if he didn't give proper guidance, it would definitely take a long time for these three players to understand.

　　As the suzerain, it is natural to answer their doubts for them!

　　After all, the stronger the player is, the better they can work for themselves!

　　"Notice what?"

　　"That Emperor Zoro, his armament color is only concentrated on the Zanpakutō and his right arm, in addition, his knowledge and knowledge cultivation is not in place, so he simply closed his eyes.

　　One eye, one eye locks you, and enhances the power of seeing and hearing!

　　"Brother Ming, what do you mean?"

　　"Although you have used the armed color and the eight armors! But your instincts are still used to your own moves!"

　　"This leads to the fact that you don't even have a real grasp of the armed colors and the eight armors! And you haven't grasped the timing to use them!"

　　"As far as crazy fighting is concerned, what you are good at is Bajiquan! But you wrap half of your body with your armament color, and you have half the effect of offense and defense, causing you to waste it.

　　Most of the armed colors are on defense!On the other hand, Emperor Sauron focused his weapons on the sword and the sword-wielding hand, purely to increase his power!In addition, people themselves have weapons

　　The device, breaking the surface with the line, you are not very normal in seconds?

　　"As for that little Li Fei Dao, he specializes in seeing, hearing, and sensuality, and concentrates all his armed colors on the Fei Dao and his hands! It's not as easy to kill you as it is to break the face.

　　掌！

　　"As for Shuaishanye..."

　　Before He Yiming finished speaking, he realized the crazy fighting.

　　To put it bluntly, even the two game skills of Crazy Fighting, Armament Color and Bamen Dunjia, have not been thoroughly understood, and they have not been adapted to the gameplay and rules of this game world.

　　则！

　　He started to be arrogant by relying on the fist and foot exercises he knew in reality!

　　That would naturally be hanged and beaten by other players.

　　Think about it, if you die, you can be resurrected at any time!

　　When you are fighting against people, you still use most of your power to use your armed color to defend yourself.

　　Isn't it stupid!

　　"Brother Ming, disciple, I understand!" Fighting frantically, Quanba and Brother Ba were finally convinced.

　　"Tick!

　　At this moment, the sky suddenly started to rain.

　　"It's raining?" He Yiming looked up at the sky and frowned.

Chapter 182 It's You Again

　　This light rain is coming and going fast!

　　After a moment, it stopped.

　　A trace of worry in He Yiming's heart dissipated, so he didn't think about it any more.

　　Crazy fighting, Quanba and Brother Ba said nothing, they went to find Wang Lufei for apprenticeship, and started to practice from the beginning.Before the three, they were only generals

　　Pretend to be a dispensable BUFF!

　　But now I know that it is not the armed color to cooperate with me, but I have to learn how to use the power of the armed color first!

　　At least, that's how it should be when you're just getting into the game now.

　　When He Yiming returned to the main hall, many players came to ask for guidance.

　　Some advanced mathematicians and others trained alchemy skills, some Ye Tiandi came to ask about the evolution of the exercises, and more players came to ask when the northern expedition was.

　　He Yiming's answer is very uniform!

　　tomorrow!

　　Back in the main hall, He Yiming sat cross-legged, took out the Ming Sword Art~, and continued to study.

　　The day goes by quickly!

　　"Disciples!" He Yiming stood on the Zongmen Square and summoned all the players-

　　"Wow, it's finally time to start the Northern Expedition-?"

　　"Can you finally go out and fight monsters?"

　　"Huhuhu, everyone, just watch Laozi show his power when the time comes!"

　　The players of the first test and the second test gathered at the foot of the mountain and discussed excitedly.

　　"So many people... Can the Lingwu chariot fit in?" Xing Chen tilted his head, a little worried.

　　"This time the Northern Expedition... Disciples, will be divided into six gates of action!" He Yiming said lightly, and then waved his hand!

　　"Boom!" Six brand-new and upgraded Chaoling Wu chariots suddenly appeared!