I practiced with a cheat

There are actually three lucky bags!

Although it was just a bronze lucky bag, it still surprised Zhou Heng.

Of course, the higher the quality of the lucky bag, the better, but after all, it depends on luck. As long as you are lucky, you can also use the copper lucky bag to pull out magical skills such as the Broken Sword Style!

At the same time, Zhou Heng was also thinking about the mechanism of the lucky bag dropping.

“It seems to be related to the opponent’s strength level.

"When I barely beat Master Lin before, I was evaluated as a 'evenly matched opponent' and was rewarded with a silver bag.

"But this time I defeated Sun Zhengping, but I was just an 'unremarkable opponent', and I was rewarded with three bronze lucky bags.

"That being said, there may be other ratings that will reward one bronze lucky bag, three silver lucky bags, or even gold lucky bags.

“The higher the strength rating of the defeated opponent, the higher the quality of the lucky bag dropped should be.

"Well, that's logical."

Zhou Heng was overjoyed, but Sun Zhengping was plunged into unprecedented self-doubt.

"Why, how could it be like this, I, I actually lost to a mud-legged guy who came out of the ravine like this?

"This is impossible. I am the second young master of the Sun family, the senior brother of the apprentices at the Hechang Martial Arts School. I am a genius who has perfected the ninth-grade swordsmanship and is expected to enter the ninth grade before the age of thirty!

"How could you lose to such a mud-legged guy?

"No, this is impossible!

"Are we going to let this guy protect Miss Qingqing and let them have close contact?"

Sun Zhengping's thoughts began to diverge involuntarily, and scenes that made him grief-stricken emerged in his mind——

Zhou Heng escorted Miss Qingqing back to her hometown. He encountered danger many times along the way. He was able to save the beauty as a hero and won the heart of the beauty. Bridal night with flowers and candles...

Ten months later, their child was born, harmonious and beautiful, but he could only stand alone in the cold wind, looking at this happy family. How desolate was this?

Sun Zhengping started crying as he thought about it, wondering how he was so unlucky that after putting in so much effort, he was overtaken by a mud-legged man running out of a ravine at a curve!

Damn it!

Damn it!

"No! How could this be possible? How could this be possible?"

Sun Zhengping suddenly roared, and the love he felt for Wang Qingqing in his heart turned into hatred for Zhou Heng at this moment, and roared: "I can't accept it, I absolutely can't accept it!"

Seeing Sun Zhengping's sudden rage, Zhou Heng was startled on the spot. He quickly took a few steps back and whispered: "Hey, I said, are you okay? Didn't you just lose a game?

"Why do you have to live and die like this? There is still a long way to go in life. You will still have a chance in the future. If you make yourself angry to death, there will be no future."

"What qualifications do you have to lecture me?!" Sun Zhengping gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Heng, his face full of anger and hatred, and his eyes turned blood red.

Alas! ?

Blood red? ?

Zhou Heng couldn't help but be startled when he saw Sun Zhengping's eyes. He found that Sun Zhengping's eyes seemed to have really turned red. They were not bloodshot, but were actually shining with a blood-red light!

An extremely strong killing intent and an extremely strange evil aura were released from Sun Zhengping's body, and even condensed into wisps of black and purple smoke, which emerged from his body.

Sun Zhengping's skin began to turn blue and black, and there were even dry cracks on it, with thick purple liquid flowing out of them!

He has become less human!

Click, click, click!

Suddenly, there was a harsh cracking sound from Sun Zhengping's neck! !

The next moment!

His head seemed to be lifted up by invisible hands, and it was pulled out from his neck by a force, and a bloody spine was also brought out!

Immediately afterwards, worm-like things grew out of the joints of the spine. They waved out of thin air, making Sun Zhengping's head fly in the air! !

This makes it look like a bloody centipede with a human head!

Such a weird and horrifying scene made most of the people watching under the ring faint on the spot.

Zhou Heng, who faced the monster at close range, felt his scalp numb.

What the hell is this! ?

"Ahhh! Die, die, die!"

The human-headed centipede made Sun Zhengping's voice, and at the same time, the sides of its mouth suddenly split open and extended to the back of its head. It was like its head was divided into two halves from the mouth, and it had teeth all over the top and bottom. It kept opening and closing and rushed towards Zhou Heng. !

"What the hell!?"

Zhou Heng quickly dodged away, feeling his head was buzzing and his vision was a little blurry. The human-headed centipede seemed to have an invisible mental impact.

Zheng! !

At this moment, a sword cry came, like a crane roaring in the sky, resounding through the sky, making Zhou Heng's somewhat hazy perception suddenly clear up.

Then he saw a sword light that seemed to fly from the sky and slashed down in the sky!

This was a long sword that pierced Sun Zhengping's head in an instant, inserted it from the top of his head and out from his mouth, nailing the human-headed centipede to the stone slab of the arena.

"Ahhh!"

Sun Zhengping's head screamed a few times, and his spine twisted and rolled for a while. The dozens of insect legs growing on it stopped. The blood-red light in his eyes dimmed, and there was no more sound. He was completely dead. .

But those eyes were still wide open, still staring at Zhou Heng fiercely, unblinking, and extremely horrifying.

Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Facing this strange monster, he really didn't know what to do. Fortunately, someone came to his rescue.

But who cut down this sword light?

So powerful!

"You watched Cheng Jiangjian perform the martial arts "Star Falling Fairy Style" [Zong Wupin] to attack, and an inexplicable realization emerged in your heart. Proficiency +0.0000001."

Zhou Heng was a little confused.

Is this okay?

But this proficiency is too funny... one in a million.

There is no difference between having it and not having it.

However, this is actually Zong Wupin martial arts. It is the first time he has seen such a high-grade martial arts.

——The middle and upper three-grade martial arts usually have a unified prefix, such as "Secret Sixth Grade", "Zong Wupin", "Absolute Fourth Grade", etc., and they all have special meanings, not just numbers like the lower three-grade.

Of course, those who can use the fifth-grade martial arts of the sect are not necessarily fifth-grade masters, especially in terms of moves. Even if they are only ninth-grade, they have the opportunity to learn the fifth-grade or even fourth-grade martial arts of the sect.

However, judging from the power of this sword, the person who made the move is probably at least eighth-grade, or even seventh-grade.

"Are you okay?"

Suddenly, a soft and pleasant female voice came.

Zhou Heng looked up at the source of the sound and saw a graceful figure floating down from the roof of the attic not far away.

She was dressed in a white outfit, tall and slender, with black hair combed into a ponytail, and heroic.

Unfortunately, she was wearing a mask on her face, so her appearance could not be seen.

The mask was white as the base, and the face was painted with golden patterns, like a rich person on the stage.

Zhou Heng only looked at her briefly, without taking a closer look. After the woman fell, he bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, I'm fine."

"It's my job, no need to thank me." The woman nodded slightly, and at the same time raised her hand and took the long sword that had killed Sun Zhengping back to her hand.

Zhou Heng's pupils shrank slightly. Taking things through the air was at least something that only the top seventh-grade warriors could do. This woman was actually a seventh-grade warrior.

Her voice sounded very young, perhaps less than 20 years old, maybe a girl.

At this time, the woman looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Zhou Heng, smiling and said, "You haven't entered the rank yet, but you didn't faint on the spot, which is rare."

"Comatose?" Zhou Heng was stunned when he heard this, and only after looking around did he realize that everyone around the ring had fainted and was unconscious.

Whether it was Mr. Wang and Miss Wang on the high platform, or the people watching under the ring, on the street, on the trees, and on the high wall, they all fell into a coma.

Yu He was no exception.

"Are you scared by this thing?" Zhou Heng pointed at Sun Zhengping's head and asked in confusion: "Girl, do you know what this thing is?"

"This is an evil thing. As for the specific situation, I can't explain it."

The woman shook her head gently and took out a palm-sized green jade gourd from the brocade bag on her waist.

Huh?

Zhou Heng looked at the gourd in the woman's hand and was surprised.

How could such a big gourd be taken out of such a small brocade bag?

Could it be the legendary Qiankun bag?

At this time, the woman had come to Sun Zhengping's head and poured a drop of clear liquid from the green jade gourd and let it fall on Sun Zhengping's head.

Zizizizi!

There were bursts of piercing sounds, and a stream of foul-smelling purple-black smoke came out of Sun Zhengping's head. His two staring eyes suddenly rolled out of his eye sockets, and a slender body with dozens of insect legs was pulled out from behind.

Zhou Heng was shocked. He didn't expect that this disgusting bug was still alive. It seemed that it had become two? ?

Then, the sword in the woman's hand flashed, and she directly cut off the bodies and eyeballs of the two bugs. The two eyeballs quickly withered and decayed into ash.

The bodies of the two bugs curled up and lit up red light. They entangled with each other and gathered together in a blink of an eye, condensing into a pill as big as a walnut.

"This person was originally not in the rank." The woman pointed to Sun Zhengping's body and asked Zhou Heng.

"That's right." Zhou Heng nodded.

"He ate this pill, so he has the strength of the ninth rank, and he is also parasitized by evil things."

The woman said lightly, and at the same time, she slashed with a sword, and a ray of light flashed on the sword tip, directly turning the pill into dust and dissipating it.

"Parasitism?" Zhou Heng was surprised and asked, "Can this evil thing parasitize?"

"I can't say much about evil things." The woman shook her head, looked around, and said, "Fortunately, the thousands of people present were frightened and fainted on the spot. They would only regard the appearance of this evil thing as a dream, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

At this point, the woman said to Zhou Heng, "I will handle this kind of mass coma and the death of Sun Zhengping. You don't have to worry about the subsequent troubles. I just want to ask you for something.

"Can you please keep this secret? Don't let the evil thing know about it. This is very, very important. I hope you can agree."