All My Disciples Suck! - Chapter 277

Chapter 277: Against You, There’s No Need to Use Skills!

“How could a group of ants at the Spirit Vein Realm have the courage to be so arrogant? It seemed like they are forcing me to unleash a massacre!!!” Guo Ming was enraged.

“Retreat!” He Yiming reprimanded, and the players had no choice but to slowly retreat.

“Crazy Pugilist! Go!” He Yiming shifted his gaze to a player.

“Yes! Brother Ming!”

Hold the grass!

Brother Ming is the best. This opportunity to show off is finally given to me! Alas, it wasn’t easy. To be able to snatch such an opportunity from so many big shots is too difficult!

“Remember, without my Sect Master’s permission, no one is allowed to remove the Concealment Technique!” He Yiming said lightly.

“Understood, I understand!” Crazy Pugilist nodded with an expression that he absolutely understood.

In the next moment, Crazy Pugilist stood in front of Guo Ming.

“Late Spirit Vein Realm?” Guo Ming was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!

How could he have the courage to fight against him at the late Foundation Establishment Realm?

It was fine. He would use the power of lightning to kill this trash before dealing with He Yiming.

“My Guo Family’s strongest fist technique, Burst Fist, I’ll let you experience it!” Guo Ming sneered and assumed a stance. The powerful aura of the late Foundation Establishment Realm burst forth and pounced towards Crazy Pugilist.

“Burst Fist?” The sickly combat laughed.

To show off the Burst Fist in front of him?

“Against you, there’s no need to use a skill !Bare hands are enough!” Crazy Pugilist shouted, putting on a stance.

“Let me show you what a Burst Fist is!” He took a heavy step and charged forward.

The two sides instantly clashed!

Guo Ming’s punch was aimed at Crazy Pugilist. In Guo Ming’s eyes, this punch could destroy Crazy Pugilist.

Boom!

The two sides instantly clashed!

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as Guo Ming’s fist shattered, followed by a frenzied attack, piercing through Guo Ming’s chest.

Bang!

A half-meter-wide hole appeared on Guo Ming’s chest.

“Vegetable! It was nothing!” Crazy Pugilist took his stance and stood with his hands behind his back, disdainfully mocking Guo Ming.

“???” Guo Ming didn’t even say a single word before falling to the ground.

His body shattered into many pieces.

He died on the spot!

“???” Wang Ping and Guo Liang were dumbfounded!

“Brother!!!” Guo Liang was shocked! How could this be?

How could a late Spirit Vein Realm cultivator be able to kill his brother with a single punch? Was his brother a fake Foundation Establishment?

Zhi Zhi Zhi!

The moment Guo Ming died, Guo Ming’s large late Foundation Establishment bird was instantly enraged. It spread its wings and was about to go berserk.

“Sit down!” Wang Lufei suddenly spoke!

This late Foundation Establishment Realm huge bird actually shrank into a ball in an instant, shivering, not daring to move again.

“?” Wang Ping was shocked. He looked at Wang Lufei.

Peak Spirit Vein?

It had only been more than two months. In the first round of the assessment, the weak Wang Lufei had already reached the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm?

Furthermore, his foundation was solid, and his aura was steady!

And for some reason, Wang Ping could tell that Wang Lufei was only at the peak of the Spirit Vein, yet he felt a hint of fear.

He felt that if they were to fight, he…

Was he a match for Wang Lufei?

How was this possible!!!

“It must be an illusion!” Wang Ping shook his head, thinking to himself that Guo Ming’s death had shaken his heart a bit.

“I want to kill all of you and avenge Big Brother!!!” At this moment, Guo Liang was enraged. He leaped into the air and pounced towards Crazy Pugilist.

“Good !” Crazy Pugilist laughed out loud. Just now, he had only used a single move to kill the opponent. It was not enough.

Swoosh!

However, a lightning throwing knife whistled past, instantly piercing through Guo Liang’s forehead.

“???” Guo Liang was still in the air, but before he could react, he already died.

Thump!

As Guo Liang’s corpse fell, Wang Ping’s gaze turned to a figure.

ID: Xiao Li Throwing Knife.

“Hold the grass, kill steal. Damn it!”

“Damn it, Brother Throwing Blade’s speed is too fast. I can’t beat him!”

“Damn, shameless, despicable!”

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Many players were just about to attack, but unfortunately, their kill was snatched away by Xiao Li Throwing Knife.

Dammit, shameless, pei!

“This bag of holding is naturally mine!” He reached out to grab Guo Liang’s storage pouch and slapped it.

The restriction was instantly broken.

“Wahaha! Blood profit, blood profit!” Crazy Pugilist swept through the treasures in his storage pouch, excitedly.

“This is mine! Everyone, admit it!” Xiao Li Throwing Knife reached out, and Guo Ming’s storage bag fell into Xiao Li’s hand.

“!” Wang Ping felt that his breathing had stopped.

Everything that happened before his eyes was simply too ridiculous!

Two Spirit Vein cultivators had killed two late Foundation Establishment cultivators?

To break through the restrictions of a Foundation Establishment expert in a second?

If it weren’t for the fact that he had personally witnessed what had happened, if someone had said it to him, Wang Ping would have directly slapped him and then said, “Fuck you!”

However, Wang Ping slowly turned around and looked at He Yiming.

Even disciples were so terrifying, then…

Just how strong was He Yiming?

Although he was an early-Sea Wheel Realm cultivator, Wang Ping had already decided that he could no longer treat He Yiming as a junior. Instead, he communicated with him as his peer.

“Clean it up!” He Yiming waved his hand.

Immediately, a few players pulled Guo Ming and Guo Liang’s corpses to the side, from head to toe, stripped clean!

“Damn, these shoes are mine!”

“Fight me!”

“Leave his pants to me!”

A few players almost started fighting.

“Mister Wang Ping, please go to the main hall for a chat!” He Yiming smiled and invited Wang Ping into the sect hall.

Next to the sect hall was the reception hall.

“Flower, tea!”

“Yes, Lord Sect Master!”

Very soon, Pig Flower respectfully brought two cups of hot tea and left.

“Pigman?” Wang Ping was shocked again.

Wasn’t this one of the other races in the Western Hundred Races?

He Yiming actually accepted her as a servant?

Could it be that He Yiming had already gone to the Western Hundred Races?

The more Wang Ping thought about it, the more shocked he was!

He picked up the tea and took a sip. Wang Ping felt cool and refreshed. His meridians felt comfortable.

“This is… Ten-year-old Dragonwell Bamboo leaves?” Wang Ping spoke in shock.

Dragonwell Bamboo was a grade-four spirit material!

Even its leaves were top-notch spirit materials!

It was so luxurious but it was used to make tea?

“Thank you, He Yiming!” Wang Ping took a deep breath and quietly savored the Dragonwell Bamboo tea.

“Small stuff!” He Yiming didn’t care.

Wang Ping wanted to ask, He Yiming, how did you train so many outstanding disciples in just two months?

Any one of these disciples would probably be able to beat up the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking of Haotian Academy!

However, Wang Ping knew that such a secret could not be casually asked.

“Mr. Wang Ping, those two pieces of trash were sent by Gu Hang to look for trouble.” He Yiming said affirmatively.

“En…” Wang Ping did not hide anything.

“Haotian Academy has always been fair and just! Gu Hang had repeatedly done such a thing. If there was no one behind him, I wouldn’t believe it!” He Yiming broke out in cold sweat, his expression calm and composed.

“That’s right, there is indeed someone behind him! That’s why even the headmaster can’t do anything!” Wang Ping nodded.

Guo Ming and Guo Liang were already dead. Wang Ping knew that no matter how he explained it, it had to do with this matter.

The Guo Family would never let him off easily.

Although Wang Ping was not afraid of the Guo Family, fighting alone was too difficult.

Sot…

He decided to stand by He Yiming’s side!

Wang Ping had thought through these thoughts clearly. Only then did he say that he did not know Guo Ming and Guo Liang!

After all, he had cultivated for three hundred years and had entered the Sea Wheel Realm and developed a bit of brain or eyesight!

Therefore, Wang Ping continued to speak.

“I’ve secretly investigated a bit. The person who came into contact with Gu Hang is from a fifth rank sect, the Flame Sect!”

“The Flame Sect?”

“Yes. The Flame Sect is directly subordinate to the Holy Prison Land! In addition, Miss Nangong Li seemed to have something to do with the Holy Prison Land.No matter how many there were, I wouldn’t know!” Wang Ping told him all the information he had confirmed.

“!” He Yiming instantly understood!

Everything had come together!

He Yiming had been reborn a long time ago!

From the Foundation Establishment Realm onwards, every small advancement was a huge step forward on the path of immortality.

When he was at the Foundation Establishment Realm, He Yiming was already able to learn tens of thousands of words or even hundreds of thousands of words from the jade slip in the blink of an eye. Furthermore, he remembered all of them in his heart.

This was something that even a genius with an IQ of over 200 could not do, and it was far from something that could be achieved.

He Yiming was no longer on the same level as the ordinary people on Planet Blue Mercury.

Stepping into the Sea of Reincarnation, he could live for a thousand years! By circulating his holy sense, he could clearly see every meridian in his body!

This was not something that humans could do!

Similarly, his thinking ability, reaction speed, and intelligence were far from what they could compare to when he was at the Body Refining Realm.

“I see!” That’s why He Yiming understood everything in one breath.

His excessive contact with Nangong Li caused the Holy Prison Land to be dissatisfied!

Therefore, the Holy Prison Land borrowed the help of the Flame Sect to make contact with Gu Hang. First, they hired outsiders to stir up the beast tide, and then they hired assassins to ambush the sect.

Gu Hang had already become a subordinate of the Holy Prison Land!

“This is my little gift!” He Yiming smiled. Obviously, Wang Ping chose to stand on his side, so he could not be stingy.

With a flip of his palm, He Yiming took out a small jade bottle.

Shockingly, inside the jade bottle was a bottle of golden liquid!

Water of Life!