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Chapter Thirteen: A Stunning Sword

Today is the day to pay the salary. The fat man got up very early. Isn’t it just for this day for a month? The fat man came to the store early. The three girls were there, but they all looked at the atmosphere. The fat man thought to himself: "Whoever offends them together will be dead." After working together for more than three months, the fat man knew the methods of these three girls the most. However, although they were beautiful and cheerful, they were actually the rebirth of three demons wearing human skin.

"What's wrong with you? Who bullies you?" The fat man's voice trembled a little, for fear of harming his pond fish.

"Who else do you think?" Mei Zi walked towards the fat man without a smile, pinched the fat man's ear, twisting it to the right 360 degrees!

"Oh! If you have something to say, why did I mess with you!" The fat man squatted down to relieve the pain!

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Zi stood up and pinched the fat man's other ear. The fat man was now attacked on both sides!

"Forget it! Don't be too difficult for him!" Cheng Jiaozi couldn't bear it when he saw the fat man's uncomfortable look.

"What's wrong with Jiaozi, you might be fond of this fat man!" Yanzi added another move in his hand, and the fat man screamed in pain. "Jiaozi, he made such a big ugly thing. I'll teach him a lesson, but I can't swallow this!"

The fat man was really angry, broke free from the hands of the two, and said angrily: "What are you doing! Why did I mess with you?"

Yanzi was also angry and said loudly: "Do you still have any reason? I ask you, what did you tell us about your name in the second world?"

When the fat man heard Yan Zi ask this, he feels a little wilted!

"Hmph! Jiaozi and I were originally looking for you yesterday and took you to upgrade to two more levels. We sent a message to the 'fat man', saying that we would meet at the northern gate of Xuanwu. What was the result? We lost all the people!" Yanzi was so angry that he finally hardened the fat man's head.

The fat man understood. It seemed that the guy who called Fat Man in the second world said something, which made them both angry, and finally all the anger came to him!

"Fatty, why are you lying to us? Don't tell us what we are called in the second world!" Cheng Jiaozi was a little resentful. The look of looking at the fat man always reminded him of something!

"Hey! You two are developing too fast!" Mei Zi shouted in dissatisfaction: "Since you two worked together for a night shift last time, I found that you two were a little inconsistent. Fat, honestly tell me what you two did that night?"

A red flashed across the Fatty and Cheng Jiaozi's faces at the same time. The Fatty stammered: "No... nothing... what can there be?"

"There must be something wrong!"

The fat man knew that he could not get entangled with this issue anymore, so he immediately asked: "By the way, Meizi, I messed with them, but why did you pinch me!"

Mei Zi thrust her breasts: "I'm happy. If you mess with them, you mess with me. Why can't you do it?"

The fat man hid on the side. Can’t afford to offend me, can’t I still afford to hide?

Swallow no longer gets stuck with this question: "Oh! Fatty, what exactly are you calling?"

The fat man looked very embarrassed: "Can you not say it?"

Yan Zi said strangely: "Why can't you tell me? Is there any secret?" Yan Zi's weird big eyes turned: "If you don't tell us, I will call you Xiaohua from today! How about it, don't you tell me?"

The fat man shook his head and said to himself: "I would rather let you call me Xiaohua than let you know that I am a waste!"

Yanzi was a little surprised and said, "Fatty, you can. From today on, I will call you Xiaohua!"

"Little Flower, Xiaohua, Fatty, Xiaohua..." Yanzi and Meizi jumped and shouted as if they had won five million in lottery tickets!

Cheng Jiaozi gave a very sympathetic look, and there was also a smile on his face that could not be held back.

After a while, Aunt Lan came. After paying her salary, she was blackmailed. The fat man officially changed shifts and was tortured by Mei Zi all day. At night, the fat man returned home with his mentally exhausted body.

As soon as he entered the house, his cell phone rang! When the fat man saw that the landlord must be calling to collect the rent!

Respond to the phone. "Hey! Aunt Li, I'm paid my salary today, you'll get the rent tomorrow!"

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"Ah! Don't worry? What's the matter!"

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"Ah!! Aunt Li is not that good! Besides, didn't I say that? Rent the whole house!"

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"It's only three months! That's not good either! You said I'm a single man, and you arranged for a woman to move in. Isn't that good?"

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"She said it! That's fine, since that's the case! Let her call me in advance when she comes!"

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"Ah! Goodbye Aunt Li!"

After quitting the phone, the fat man felt depressed again. The fat man rented the entire house, two rooms, and did not share the rent with others because he felt uncomfortable living with others. Unexpectedly, the landlord forced a person to stuff him in and asked the fat man to pour out a room. The fat man was not with Leyi. In the end, the landlord said a lot, but it was difficult to refuse the friend's introduction. He asked the fat man to help, and he agreed to live for only three months. Then the fat man agreed!

Entering the game, the fat man appeared on the first floor of the evil cave, and there were still many people fighting monsters here. The fat man walked directly to the second floor and came to the old place where he fought monsters, but the beauty was no longer there.

The fat man was somewhat disappointed. He looked at a skeleton warrior opposite and cut down the saber. This saber was much heavier than the previous ancient ingot knife. The fat man was not used to it for the first time. The trajectory of the knife was a bit off. As a result, the saber that rushed to the skull was slashed on his shoulder. -82 points of damage. After using this saber with super high attack power and the intermediate mental method, the fat man's attack power can finally be on par with ordinary players of the same level!

There is no point in fighting the skeleton warrior at level 21. The fat man walked step by step towards the third floor. There were two kinds of monsters swimming on the third floor, Skeleton Warrior at level 27, wearing complete armor, and the weapons in his hands were much more sophisticated. Low-level zombies, with rotten flesh, looked disgusting, they were monsters at level 28.

Of course, the fat man had to find a skeleton that he liked. Besides, he killed a lot of skeletons. The fat man also knew their ways and knew what they were doing.

There are obviously fewer people on the third floor than on the first and second floors. It is estimated that the zombies are making trouble, so the fat man also tries to pick places away from zombies.

A skeleton warrior, holding a battle axe in his hand, his empty eyes were filled with faint green fire, and it was really scary when combined with the black background.

After a few rounds back and forth, the fat man gradually became familiar with the weight of the sabre, and it was not so unnatural to swing the sabre. The skeleton warrior's attack was much sharper than the skeleton warrior, but the fat man was not the fat man that day. He took turns to kill 29 games with the skeleton warriors. The fat man accumulated a lot of practical experience and had a much more thorough grasp of his footwork and timing of his sword, especially in the last battle with the skeleton leader, the method of avoiding that was played out in a tense moment made the fat man face the attacks of these skeleton warriors like the level of a primary school student.

The boring leveling is boring. The fat man was constantly killing the skeleton. Suddenly, the fat man remembered the amazing last sword of the leader of the horse thief. How can he hide himself if he encounters the same situation? The fat man began to think about this question carefully, and then the fat man didn't see the last sword clearly. At first glance, he only had a white light.

How fast is this last sword? It can reach a point where people can't see clearly? The fat man's thoughts are getting more confused as if he had taken a devil. He replayed the tricks of the horse thief leader at that time over and over again in his mind. The fat man speculated that if he wanted to crack this sword and completely avoid it, he must know how it cut out.

I recalled the sword moves of the thief leader in my mind, and kept using them in my hand. Anyway, there was no one on the third floor, so the fat man simply regarded this place as a martial arts training ground.

Holding the knife in both hands, there were four consecutive chops at the beginning. Because the fat man was already a little dazed at the time, the routes and positions of the four chops were not clearly recorded, so he could only try them over and over again. He felt that he had almost finished exploring, so he went to find a skeleton for experiments. After over and over again, the fat man also mastered these four moves.

The fat man was calm on the sword move and did not pay attention to the surrounding situation. He looked up and found that he was surrounded by seven or eight zombie skeletons.

The fat man wanted to try how the four swords he had mastered were, and how fast the horse thief was. He saw that a skeleton who was far away from him was about to rush over, and he held it with both hands, even the method of running away was trying his best to simulate the way the horse thief leader that day. In order to make up for the difference in speed, the fat man specially activated the "speed". The first sword was 35 degrees from left to right and one slash from left to right, the second sword was slashed down 75 degrees in the upper right corner, the third sword was slashed 15 degrees in the left side, and the fourth sword...

Before the fat man could use the fourth sword, the Skeleton Warrior's battle axe was cut down diagonally. The fat man was cut on his left shoulder without rushing to stop his move. Fortunately, there was an extra piece of armor outside, and his defense was greatly improved. This time, he only had more than 60 drops of blood from the fat man.

But the fat man will face a more serious crisis next. The three zombies stretched out their dark claws to the fat man at the same time, and the skeleton warrior's battle axe behind him was also raised high again.

The fat man half-squatted, and the saber turned around. "Pojun!" The fat man's body was rotated on the spot, and the saber drew a 270-degree semicircle horizontally. The milky white halo brought out a dazzling rainbow. Four words -94 floated out at the same time. The three zombies and one skeleton all rotated across the sky and flew backwards at 720 degrees.

The amazingly powerful sword is the best to use to relieve the siege. After slowly solving the remaining three monsters, the fat man began to think about why these four swords were broken before they were used up. There is roughly no problem with the angle and direction of the four swords. The problem may be due to the speed and force when used. These two points cannot be seen by the fat man, and can only be summarized by a little experiment. It is not so easy to restore the amazing sword.

In the next three days, Fatty was deeply enchanted. In addition to being hungry, he stopped to eat a few bites. Fatty never studied his four-step sword technique, from the strength of the attack and the speed of the movements. I have to say that Fatty may be really a martial arts genius. He learned about the sword technique he had only seen once in four days, and only a little lack of fire.

After learning these four swords well, the next thing is the most important thing. The fat man remembers that after this, he slashed sideways with two spins. Perhaps the secret of the last sword is on these two swords. The fat man worked very hard when practicing.

These two swords are different from the four swords in front. Because they have an acceleration of the spinning slash, they are much faster in speed. Especially the sixth sword, the speed is at least twice that of the fifth sword, and the fat man also clearly remembers that he just did not avoid this fatal sixth sword.

The fifth knife is an acceleration process, which generates a fast enough acceleration to accelerate the sixth knife's output speed. All this is easy to say, but it is really difficult to do. The fifth knife is fast enough, but when the sixth knife rotates in the air, the person is already fainted. The speed, timing, and strength of the knife are completely unable to grasp.

In order to practice these two swords well, the fat man practiced day and night, spending every day in spinning, and his dizzy eyes were full of stars.

Five more days later, the fat man finally mastered these two swords. The skeleton warrior who used six consecutive swords to directly attack did not have the power to fight back, and he killed six swords in seconds!

"It's just the last slash!" The fat man was very happy. After a whole spring, everyone's face was full of joy when it was autumn harvest. The fat man believed that since the rotation of the fifth slash could more than double the sixth slash, if he was spinning one slash above the sixth slash, at least the effect of more than twice the speed of the fifth slash.

"If I suddenly accelerate to twice the speed, I really can't escape!" The fat man touched his chin, which was not bearded, and analyzed to himself.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. The fat man picked up the knife and danced in the open space. The first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and another acceleration when the ground hits the ground. The seventh… “Pu!”
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