Chapter 1,227: True Self Fist
"The Sorrows of a Young Wizard ()"
In ragged clothes, covered with cuts and bruises, nose and face swollen, Zach appeared in the spacious and bright hall, looking at the gorgeous round table, the little transparent Caroline drinking fragrant black tea and eating delicious refreshments, as if he had been indescribable for ten or eight times. His eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.
"They are all newcomers taking part in the test, why is there such a big difference in treatment?" Zach looked at Susan and Vivian next to the little transparent Caroline, and then looked at the two people beside him who were whistling and picking their fingers but not looking at him. A big man with a look of resentment on his face.
Lord Corleone shrugged and said, "Don't look at me. I only punched you once and suppressed your punching power. By the way, I made a small breakthrough and suppressed your momentum. To be honest, I didn't It didn’t do much physical harm to you.”
Well, psychological damage does not count. After all, being suppressed by others in his best boxing skills, and using his own hands to break through, Zach's mentality collapsed in an instant, okay? You have to know that he is a man in his sixties or seventies. Men can't compare to this little man who is so much younger than him.
To be honest, Zach also thinks that he is indeed no match for the Lord of Corleone and the Knights of the Temple of Wall, but the gap is definitely not a huge difference, but what is the biggest reason why he was suppressed by the Knights of the Temple of Wall later?
His mentality was broken, and his strength was not even half of its peak state.
The knight of the Temple of Wall picked his nose and snorted disdainfully: "You are a big man, a majestic second-level sky warrior, but you can't stand up to thirty or fifty moves before you kneel down in front of me, an opponent of the same level. How dare you complain? You know? I showed mercy again and again.”
Zach couldn't help but have a dark clue after hearing this, yes, you did show mercy, but what the hell are you doing again and again?
Thirty or fifty moves at a time, how many times is it ten times?
And when this bastard saw the Lord Corleone's breakthrough, he regarded himself as an experience baby. He would beat him if he caught him, and if he was injured, he would use holy water and potions to restore it, and then continue to beat him.
Once, twice, three times, five times, ten times...
If his resistance is weak, he will beat him hard, and if his moves are repeated, he will double the abuse. But if his resistance is too strong, this bastard will increase his strength. What makes Zach collapse the most is that this bastard is actually a member of the church. , possesses strange magical skills that even the gods cannot predict.
"By the way, this girl has already appeared here. Does that mean that she has passed the second level of the test, and the next step will be a fight between the two of us?" Zach suddenly straightened his face, and the look on his face The bruises healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
This face-changing skill made the Wall Temple Knight and Corleone City Lord give a thumbs up.
"Why didn't you just return to normal and come in with a pig's head on your head?" The Wall Temple Knight suddenly found that his hands started to itch again.
Zach glanced sideways at him and said with a groan: "If I didn't behave more miserably, would you let me go so easily? If you hadn't run out of potions, would you have stopped?"
"No!" The Wall Temple Knight gave the accurate answer very directly, "After all, losing to this guy is really uncomfortable. You must know that I have always had the upper hand."
Lord Corleone patted the shoulders of the Knights of the Temple of Wall and said with a smile: "Young people must know how to be humble. Moreover, I have never remembered that your strength was greater than mine. From the first time we met, my strength has been I just have to keep overpowering you. Except for knowing Brother Weir before me, you have no advantage. But now, when it comes to friendship, Brother Weir and I have a deeper relationship."
"Haha, my wife is a subordinate of the Weir brothers. She has made significant contributions to Drake City under the leadership of the Weir brothers. Even if our friendship with the Weir brothers is not the same, I still have an advantage." Wall Temple The knight pulled his wife out without any courtesy, and what he said was absolutely correct.
In order to raise the value of his wife, this bastard often made trouble with Little Will.
This has also led to a consequence. As Little Will becomes stronger and more influential, Catwoman, an orphan from a poor background, has a higher and higher status in the Decas family. Except for Wo In addition to the improvement of Er Temple Knight's own strength, the biggest factor is Xiao Weir.
The Dickas family is a church family through and through. They cannot do without the church, so they naturally pay special attention to the strong, especially the masters who have the ability to become gods. Originally, they valued Xiao Wei Ya, the reincarnated god, but as Xiao Weiya The improvement in strength of Weir and Lilith gave them another hope, and naturally they paid more attention to the Knights of the Temple of Wall and Catwoman.
This is probably the so-called Taoist immortal, chicken and dog in one person.
Knight of the Temple of Wall: I am neither a dog nor a chicken.
"Haha, are you the only one who has a wife? My wife is also a priest of the God of War Church who was single-handedly promoted by Brother Weir. And unlike your little kitten who can only nest in the continent of the gods, my wife can go out in the hall and kitchen and go to the battlefield. "My own strength is no less than yours. Only a great man like me can conquer her." Speaking of his lover, the Lord of Corleone was very proud. Strictly speaking, Flina's identity was even higher than his own. Being able to conquer such a beauty is the most proud thing.
"Hehe, I remember you guys haven't been married yet?" The Knight of the Wall Temple gave him a fatal blow. Lord Corleone and Priest Flina were indeed together, but they never had a real status. Although everyone knew about their relationship, it was always not legitimate.
Lord Corleone couldn't help but black line, do you think I don't want to? But my wife is too strong, I can't suppress it. As the Lord of Mabster City, I openly married an orc beauty in the place of the Gods Continent. The impact on the family is too great. Even if I don't care, the Corleone family can't bear the rumors.
But having an orc lover, especially an orc lover with a high status, is a very glorious thing. In this matter, strictly speaking, I have wronged Flina.
"I will officially marry Flina when I go back this time!" Lord Corleone waved his arm. He is already a third-level master, and is definitely the top powerhouse in the Gods Continent. The so-called race and country can no longer suppress him. He can give Flina an explanation.
"This is a good one!" The Knight of Wall Temple gave him a thumbs up, "I'm waiting to collect your body, and then tell the priest Flina that you love her."
"Bang!" The Knight of Wall Temple fell to the ground, and a big bump appeared on his head.
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! What kind of boxing is this? It's impossible to defend?" The Knight of Wall Temple rolled on the ground. The Lord of Corleone blew his fist and said lightly: "A fist full of love is irresistible."
"True self boxing!" Zack spoke word by word, Manchester United looked at the Lord of Corleone with envy. This is the realm he has always longed for, but he saw it in others. You know, the profession of boxer is very rare among the human race. The ones that are really popular are orcs and barbarians.
Why do you say?
Haha, of course it's because I'm poor. I can't afford weapons. Isn't it more economical to use fists?
Suddenly, there was a space fluctuation in the hall, and several figures appeared quietly.
"Teacher!" Susan and Vivian immediately stood up and saluted respectfully. The Lord of Corleone straightened his face and stopped laughing. The Knight of Wall Temple jumped up, straightened his clothes, and restored the proper demeanor of a Knight of the Temple.
Zack was slightly surprised. There were three demigods!
The upper limit of the strength of this Guardian Expedition Team seemed to be beyond his expectations.