Zongman: I Have An Equipment Bar

Lion King Si forcefully expressed what is the strongest high school student among primates, and he doesn't need help from outsiders, and he can easily do it with one fist and one fist, and he goes forward to find the Black Yao and others who are beating him.

But fortunately, Si is different from Bingyue, he is not bloodthirsty, unless he encounters someone like Qian Kong who will affect his establishment of an ideal country.

"I don't know how you survived last time, but it doesn't matter anymore. I won't be careless this time. I will cut off your head and watch you die with my own eyes. Don't blame me." There was both coldness and pity in his eyes, and the stone spear in his hand was raised high.

"You don't want to succeed if I'm by your side." Dashu stood in front of Qiankong once again, facing his boss's cold gaze without fear.

Si didn't care, continued to look at Qian Kong, and asked, "Aren't you going to stop him? If he keeps hindering me, I can't guarantee that I will always be merciful. You don't want to see him die, do you?"

"Hehe, are you making a declaration of victory? You are so arrogant, you are so confident that you can take me down?" Qiankong patted Dashu's shoulder comfortingly, then took a step forward, and Dashu stood shoulder to shoulder in front of Si.

Qian Kong's behavior was beyond Si's expectation, he didn't think anyone would not be afraid of death. Or the confidence that Qian Kong gave him, dared to face him directly. He didn't know if this was Qian Kong's trap, and the raised stone spear couldn't help hesitating.

Qian Kong grinned, although he had bluffed the other party, he didn't think Si would be unable to react. Taking advantage of Si's time to think, he bent his hands into a trumpet shape to protect his mouth, and shouted loudly, "Brother Xiaoming, come and help me."

The sound was so loud that it spread throughout the entire battlefield, and those who were fighting couldn't help but secretly looked over~.

A gust of wind drifted by, and there was a figure behind Qiankong. About two meters tall, with a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, and an ultra-modern outfit, no matter how you look at it, you feel that it is out of tune with this era.

After more than three thousand years, they finally saw those familiar objects in modern times again.

But compared to Liu Ming's clothes, Si was more shocked by his appearance. The distance between the two was less than three meters, but Si didn't know how Liu Ming appeared.

Is it Xiao Huan's trick or something else?

It's okay if it's the former, but it's troublesome if it's the latter. Thinking of this, Si's expression couldn't help becoming dignified, and the muscles of his body tensed up.

"Who are you?" The secretary looked Liu Ming up and down, trying to find a trace of information.

Liu Ming glanced at him, but didn't reply. Instead, he rubbed Qian Kong's head vigorously, rubbed Qian Kong's onion into a mess, and said, "Okay, just leave it to me here

You two step aside. "

"Then I'm counting on you, come on, I'm optimistic about you." Qian Kong was not angry, and pulled the big tree back with a smile.

Dashu looked puzzled, and opened his mouth to ask something, but he didn't know where to ask, and his mind was a little confused.

"Are you Qian Kong's confidence?" Si said again.

"Well, are you going to stand there obediently and let me beat you up, or resist and get beaten up again?" Liu Ming asked calmly.

"It's such a big tone, it's not certain who will deal with it." Tong's tone became cold.

Liu Ming shrugged indifferently, he also knew that the other party could not be hit by him standing up, so he just asked a casual question to deal with the situation. Now that the scene had already been said, he didn't bother to waste his words. He took out the wooden knife from his waist and pointed it at Si.

"Come on, let me see your ability, I hope your name is not empty."

Si narrowed his eyes, feeling a little upset. Since he became famous, no one dared to treat him with such contempt. The other party provoked him face to face, how could he not respond.

Clenching the spear with both hands, he swept towards Liu Ming, with the crackling sound of piercing the air, one can imagine how powerful it was.

Liu Ming's expression remained unchanged, and the wooden sword stood upright by his side, easily blocking the same blow.

Si raised his eyebrows, he guessed that this blow would not hit Liu Ming, but he didn't expect the opponent to block it so easily.

The current move changed, changed from sweeping to pick, wanting to pick the flying wooden sword.

Liu Ming didn't react at all, still maintaining the posture of holding the sword with one hand.

Just when Si thought he could pick up the wooden sword, he found that the small wooden sword was as stable as Mount Tai, like a ten thousand catty boulder. Even if he tried his best with both hands and his veins bulged, he couldn't make it move, let alone fly it.

0…ask for flowers………

"How is it possible." Si's face changed again and again. He knew best how strong he was. And the man in front of him caught it with one hand, and looking at the other person, he seemed to be quite relaxed.

However, no matter what he said, he was a veteran in the fighting arena, with rich fighting experience, even if he was surprised in his heart, it didn't affect his next actions.

Si's next thoughts are exactly the same as Yujing's dealing with Bingyue before.

Since my strength is no match for yours, then I have no choice but to destroy your weapon.

Si no longer competed with Liu Ming, but pulled the stone spear hard, intending to cut off the wooden sword in Liu Ming's hand.

It's just a pity that Liu Ming's wooden sword can't even be cut with a samurai sword, let alone a spear made of stone in his hand.

......0

"Zi~Zi.."

When the two collided, they made an ugly sound like a saw.

Very harsh.

Frustrated one after another, Si also realized that Liu Ming was terrible, so he couldn't help but concentrate.

"bang bang bang"

"Boom boom boom"

The boss used all he had learned, and the violent wind blew smoke and dust around him.

It's just that no matter how he changes his moves, Liu Ming can stay there first, and what greets him is always the small wooden sword. He has fought hundreds of battles, big and small, and he has never been so aggrieved.

What made him even more unacceptable was that he couldn't even retreat. Whenever he wanted to increase the distance, Liu Ming would switch from defense to offense, forcing him to keep fighting.

It is impossible for a proud person like Si to give up, so it becomes an endless loop.

You can't fight and you can't fight, but you can't retreat.

what!

Si is going crazy.

Just a few minutes passed, it felt as long as the past centuries to him, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

But Liu Ming's mood at this time was just the opposite, very happy.

As the saying goes, it's fun to abuse food for a while, and it's always fun to abuse food all the time. It seems quite interesting to do these boring things when you are idle.

However, this situation may not continue. Because the battlefield on the other side doesn't seem very wonderful. .