"Ah..." The little fat man opened his mouth wide and slowly turned his big head in shock, looking 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 was not that the degree of injury was shallow, but... it seemed that the person was a little 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 confidently circled all the horses under him, then moved up, and then...
That’s all this virtue!
What happened?
Everything happened too fast, why didn’t I feel anything?
"You...you...you..." Looking at the classmates who suffered heavy losses, the little fat man pointed at the sky, and you couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
He really didn't know what to say or what to do.
At this time, Tian Ming, who was opposite him, also had a confused look on his face. 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 Tianming, Shi Lan's eyes rarely showed any emotion, and she glanced at this enthusiastic young man who had suddenly appeared.
According to Tian Ming's love-loving personality, at this time, he probably wanted to laugh hard at the little fat man who was shouting just now but was now dumbfounded.
However, because 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 permission. If they were caught, they might be punished by several masters.
What about 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 a scene and attract the attention of Confucian masters.
The little fat man looked at the two people who disappeared in a puff of smoke. 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, with the same blunt tone, "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 too much!”
With Pao Ding's strength, it is not difficult to deal with the dozen or so Confucian disciples as neatly as Tianming and the others did just now.
But Pao Ding's strength can barely reach the level of a first-class crane in the world. How can Tianming, a good-for-nothing protagonist who is tortured to death by junior Confucian disciples every day, suddenly be able to achieve this level?
At this time, Thief 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 shown by Shi Lan undoubtedly shows that there is indeed a problem with her origins, and it is a big problem, but it is still unclear what she wants to do.
When something goes wrong with one of his men, the chef will inevitably feel unhappy... Even though he had noticed that there was a problem before, he still wasn't as powerful 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 topic with a grimace, "Do you think this kid is hiding it every day, pretending to be stupid and fooling us?
”
At this time, Thief Zhi already had some guesses in his mind. He was not as surprised as before. He touched his chin and analyzed, "I guess the reason is the lifelong skill passed down to Tianming by the giants of the previous generation."
"The great man from the previous generation? Passing on his skills?" Pao Ding's eyes widened with confusion on his face, "What's going on?"
Since he did not personally experience the changes in the city, Pao 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 giants of the previous generation, 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 someone who is not familiar with martial arts gets this internal power, he still won't be able to use it!"
"And this kid hasn't mastered the Mo sect's mental skills until now. It's even more delusional to try to mobilize the Mo sect's true energy in his body."
"That's right, hehe... I got it wrong." Pao Dinghan smiled and scratched his head, generously admitting that he didn't think well.
Thief Zhi continued with a smile, "But because of some 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, 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?"
Tao Zhi choked on his words and nodded reluctantly with a sullen face, "Uh... more or less, but I guess you don't have to be in danger, as long as Tianming's mood is in place."
"Oh... that makes sense." Cook 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?"<
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"We really want to teach him everything we have learned throughout our lives, but this guy is really a rotten tree that cannot wither."
"You can't learn at all!"
Robber Zhi's tone is not so much that he hates iron for failing to become steel, but rather that he is accusing him with blood and tears.
The time spent 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, but after thinking about Tianming's behavior at Little Saint Xian Manor in the past half month, it seemed... understandable?
