A mirror grinder? No, call me the master polisher of magical tools.

Chapter 86 You're a piece of trash



Chapter 86 You're a piece of trash

After killing the enemy with a single sword strike, Zhong Ming quickly threw the male wolf pelt he was wearing into the bushes he had previously chosen, took the polishing brick, kicked the female wolf's huge head away, and turned to the side with the female wolf's corpse on his back.

Another female wolf burst out of the fire and immediately spotted the pelt of the dead male wolf. The pelt was bulging underneath, so it must be that bastard. Without thinking, she pounced on it.

I glanced at the mother wolf who had charged out first. Her furry pelt was still moving. No problem, she wasn't dead. She must have been hit on the head with an iron rod. I was hit on the head with a rod at the beginning.

One bite, and the texture immediately felt off.

Ouch! Who's riding on me?!

Zhong Ming leaped onto the enemy's back, a position from which the wolf's claws could not retaliate. He gripped his longsword with both hands and thrust it straight down at the back of the giant wolf's neck.

After doing all that, he hurriedly picked up the body and climbed up the big tree next to him.

Ouch, my crotch hurts!

Already scorched by the flames, it sat down hard on the back of the giant wolf, whose fur was both stiff and hot. The giant wolf had just emerged from the sea of ​​fire, and it almost crushed itself on the hard back.

Hiss~~ Ha~~~

Zhong Ming clung to the tree, trembling with pain.

As expected, a giant wolf appeared on both sides a few breaths later, tasked with flanking Zhong Ming from the sides. When they arrived, they found only two brand-new corpses.

This time, it wasn't anger.

fear.

Do all ten wolves have to die before they feel fear?

No, fear protects them; fear is the best medicine to keep them away from danger.

In their extreme fear, they performed the most normal behavior of a domesticated animal.

Call for their owners.

"Awoooooo~"

The boundary between red and white is churning and tearing apart.

The mist enveloping the forest was like a pot of boiling soup, or like a cotton quilt being violently torn apart, splitting and surging to the back in clumps.

Several figures could be vaguely seen, moving about as if they were avoiding something.

A deep, muffled sound drifted out from the fog.

"What are you doing? You useless piece of trash, you can't even handle a simple bait?"

Before the sound faded, a paper kite floated out from it, swaying gently.

The surviving three-headed wolf scurried towards the spot, howling softly. Its tail had been severed, burned, splattered with pickled fish sausages and pine cones, and pelted with branches... Countless grievances...

They were completely terrified.

The master's rage is more terrifying than the tolling of a bell; it truly makes one wish for death but also unable to live.

On the kite was a very beautiful picture. With Zhong Ming's limited knowledge, he could only tell that it was a colorful ancient mythical beast, which looked exactly the same as the mythical beasts or the mounts of certain gods depicted on paper in the village opera.

He wanted to run away, but his injuries were too severe, and every time he tried to run, he would tear at his genitals, causing him extreme pain.

"So you're the one who ruined my plans? Today... you just wait, little girl, I'm going to take your face!"

The sounds coming from the kite were chaotic, but the attack was spot on. In an instant, Zhong Ming and the tree he was on were hit by the streak of light shot from the kite, and the violent explosion tore the tree to shreds.

In the nick of time, Zhong Ming had no choice but to take out the carcass of the mother wolf he had just killed from his storage bag and hold it in front of him.

"what!"

Countless splinters pierced Zhong Ming's flesh, causing him to scream in pain. He was finally receiving the same treatment as the male wolves.

Several pieces of wood pierced through the wolf's carcass and embedded themselves in its body.

The kite was unusually furious, and it was unclear which side it was speaking to: "Die!!!"

The light shone a second time.

This time, Zhong Ming felt only helplessness and said defiantly, "Consider yourself lucky. If Instructor Xueyan had led the team, they would have arrived much earlier."

Yes, you're right.

A pair of large feet stood in front of Zhong Ming, blocking his view. After an explosion, he struggled to lift his head and look behind him.

Su Longshan's chin looked particularly handsome at that moment, with kites that had been cut in half in mid-air on either side, slowly drifting down.

"This spell...is it from someone in the military? They dare to plot against a serving officer; they've got some nerve."

"Hahaha~~~"

In the thick fog, the opponent laughed in exasperation.

"Hahahaha, now even you Qi Refining juniors dare to laugh at me? Is my Foundation Establishment cultivation so insignificant in your eyes!"

The enemy's momentum grew stronger with each word, and in just one sentence, the intense pressure made Zhong Ming breathless.

"If it were a few days ago, you would have saluted me when you saw me! You would have asked me how I was doing!"

"Then why did you betray my Yunzhou army?" Su Longshan's words were incoherent. Under the pressure of crossing the border, the peak Qi Refining stage was barely qualified to stand without kneeling.

"Because even I have to grovel and pay my respects to those old Golden Core cultivators! Look at me, look at me! With my immense power, I can reign supreme in ordinary places! Why should I be serving tea and water here!"

The man launched a frenzied attack, unleashing countless spells from the mist, leaving the surrounding area in ruins.

Look at me!!!

Su Longshan sneered. Although he was in a sorry state, he still stood proudly, as if looking down on his enemy from a high place.

"I was wondering what this was. Turns out it's an old good-for-nothing. He can't beat anyone in the same realm, so he can't get any good rewards. He's a coward who can only choose to defect between loafing around and waiting to die."

"You're the trash! I want to prove my loyalty today, so I'll send a few heads to Leizhou. Since you've run into me, let's die together!"

This time, the attack that flew out of the thick fog was from the Foundation Establishment stage; a plasma ball crackling with electricity contained terrifying power and flew towards Su Long Mountain.

"Oh dear, I'm leading new recruits today, so I need to be mindful of my image." Su Longshan straightened his clothes and glanced disdainfully at the incoming attack, which was a relatively slow-moving attack that could lock onto the enemy and relentlessly pursue them.

Zhong Ming lay on the ground, half of his face covered by a mining mole. The little creature sniffed his face frantically, as if afraid of dying. Only his right eye was barely open, looking at Su Longshan.

At that moment, he was like a god.

"Let me tell you what kind of people are popular in the army."

With a casual wave of his hand, Su Longshan caused the plasma ball to explode in mid-air, sending a series of lightning bolts striking the surrounding ancient trees.

"This is a place where someone like me, who breaks through realms as easily as drinking water and is invincible among those of the same level, is highly sought after."

At this moment, Su Longshan's aura surged, and in the blink of an eye, he had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.


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