Tomb raiding: Start with a proficiency panel

Upon hearing this, Zhou Nanbei

With a casual wave of his hand, a heavy, entirely black sword appeared in front of Blackback Six.

Black-backed Old Six reached out and took it.

He deftly twirled the blade, then held it in one hand, placing the back of the blade against his arm.

Make the starting stance,

He looked at Partridge Whistle while saying, "Mountain Moving Leader,"

Please advise.

Partridge Whistle looked at Zhou Nanbei with a hint of helplessness, as if trying to explain something.

Zhou Nanbei, however, did not give him the chance.

He interrupted her directly: "Stop talking nonsense."

Let's talk after we've finished fighting.

I'm not so magnanimous as to shake hands and make peace with someone who wants to get rid of me.

Listening to Zhou Nanbei's words,

Partridge Whistle knew that this matter could not be resolved with words.

So he looked at Shirley Yang.

"Shirley, bring out the Vajra Umbrella."

Shirley Yang deftly took out the umbrella she was carrying on her back.

He handed it to Partridge Whistle.

Partridge Whistle took out the Vajra Umbrella and threw away the outer sleeves.

At the same time, raise one hand.

I had heard of Sixth Master's name long ago, even during the war.

………

Before he could finish speaking, Blackback Sixth Brother charged forward with his knife.

"Enough talk, let's fight."

The figure instantly appeared in front of Partridge Whistle.

A heavy, powerful chop.

Partridge Whistle moved quickly, holding the Vajra Umbrella horizontally.

It's really solid.

Having taken the blow, he immediately retreated, while Black-Backed Sixth Brother, seizing the advantage, pressed his advantage relentlessly.

He got up and went straight up.

The clanging of metal continued, and the two figures became afterimages.

Sheng Shengman watched the two fight.

He was somewhat shocked: "Little Nanbei, is this what a battle of Gang Jin (罡劲) is like?"

Zhou Nanbei chuckled lightly: "This is nothing yet. Sixth Master and the others are still only using their bodies."

There are also moves

They were just testing the waters, but their physical bodies were already astonishing enough.

But Shirley Yang,

He looked at Partridge Whistle with a worried expression.

Zhou Nanbei glanced at the fighting between Black-backed Sixth Brother and Partridge Whistle.

I lost interest after watching for a while.

So he looked at Shirley Yang and asked, "Shirley Yang,

Do you have any clues? Please share them.

Shirley Yang leaned forward, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Doesn't Young Master Zhou know quite a lot?"

The sun must have risen in the west today.

"And they even asked me, a woman, about this?"

Hearing Shirley Yang's words, Zhou Nanbei was speechless for a moment.

So he ignored her.

Turning to look at the two who had left afterimages, he said, "Sixth Master,"

Did you hear that? They're still arguing with me. Keep it up!

After a slash, Sixth Master flipped backward and retreated.

Then he looked at Zhou Nanbei.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Haha, Young Master Zhou,"

Just you wait and see.

With that, he swung his sword straight out, a blade of energy heading directly for Partridge Whistle.

Partridge Whistle was no slouch either.

With a flick of his wrist, the Vajra Umbrella transformed into a shield, its surface imbued with vital energy.

They blocked the blade's energy.

However, it was ultimately due to old age and declining health, or perhaps the influence of a curse.

He was forced to retreat repeatedly after being struck.

It wasn't until after taking seven or eight steps that he was able to stand steadily, but even so, his internal energy and blood were still churning.

Shirley Yang also spoke up at the opportune moment:

Grandpa,

Are you alright?

Partridge Whistle waved his hand slightly, but before he could speak,

Blackback Sixth Brother then attacked.

Blade energy adhered to the heavy sword: "Since everything is alright..."

So it seems

"Sixth brother, I'm still a bit lacking."

Despite his words, he swung the knife in his hand even faster.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Nanbei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha ha,

Sixth Master's nature.

The same goes for "Slowly, Slowly"; I never expected Sixth Master to have such an interesting side.

Time passed,

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the two fighting in the arena...

Black-backed Lao Liu is still full of energy.

Partridge Whistle, however, seemed to be breathing somewhat erratically.

Shirley Yang was getting anxious.

"Young Master Zhou,"

"Please tell Sixth Master to stop."

Zhou Nanbei chuckled immediately: "Wow, the sun must have risen in the west today!"

Weren't you being quite arrogant just now?

Why are you asking about a child like me?

As soon as he finished speaking,

Sheng Shengman chuckled softly, and Shirley Yang, seeing how quickly karma had come to pass, momentarily lost her composure and spoke somewhat awkwardly:

"Young Master Zhou, I was wrong."

"Just tell Sixth Master to stop."

Zhou Nanbei shook his head slightly: "Stopping is impossible."

Do you really think I'm a child?

Did you think that giving me a beating and then a sweet treat would be enough?

I'm going to give your grandpa a good beating today, a really good one.

I'm writing the character "周" (Zhou) upside down today.

Then she pouted and said, "Heh, if you're not convinced, you can go up and help your grandpa too."

I didn't stop you.

Hearing Zhou Nanbei's words, Shirley Yang didn't make any sudden movements.

After all, her going up there would only cause trouble.

Or rather, he inadvertently exposed his own grandfather's weakness, and he also saw the ill intent flashing in Zhou Nanbei's eyes.

It's obvious they're taking advantage of my previous arrogance.

I want to punch her.

She wasn't going to be foolish enough to go up there; after all, she'd been told she was going to get a beating, not die.

She's very smart.

"Young Master Zhou,"

Do you think I can't tell you you want to beat me up?

Hey,

I won't fall for it.

Zhou Nanbei clenched his fist and said calmly:

"So what do you think?"

"You think I won't beat you up if you don't come closer?"

He then asked and answered his own question.

"I'll beat you up the same way."

With that, she slipped away from Sheng Sheng Man's embrace.

It will reappear in the next second.

It was already above Shirley Yang's head when she kicked it down.

Shirley Yang reacted quickly.

However, it only took three to five rounds.

Zhou Nanbei will soon be subdued.

Take out the climbing rope from the space.

They tied him up immediately.

They then dragged her aside and took off her shoes and socks.

I started scratching the itch

"Ha ha ha ha,……

Haha... Zhou... I... won't... pass you...

of. "

Zhou Nanbei chuckled lightly: "Oh ho, they've all fallen into my hands."

"You're that amazing?"

He continued scratching, but this time he ignored Shirley Yang.

Instead, they looked at the two men, Black-backed Old Six and Black-backed Old Six, in the arena.

Sixth Master,

Keep it up, I'm almost done here.

Blackback Sixth Brother also lost interest, or rather, it was time to test his own strength.

The testing is almost complete.

He decisively increased his strength, and after another dozen or so rounds...

Partridge Whistle's breathing rhythm was disordered.

He was captured alive by Black-backed Old Six, who then grabbed Partridge Whistle by the back of his hand.

It pressed down on it.

"Young Master Zhou, take down that little Partridge Whistle."

Zhou Nanbei chuckled lightly.

Looking at Partridge Whistle, he raised an eyebrow: "Partridge Whistle,"

How is it?

Partridge Whistle was about to speak again, but Zhou Nanbei waved his hand dismissively.

"Hey, you'd better not say anything. I'm too soft-hearted."

Come here

Sixth Master, drag the leader over and beat him up, hmm...

I want someone with a bruised and swollen face.

I can't bear to look at this.

He turned around as he spoke, and Black-backed Sixth Brother burst out laughing upon hearing this, while Partridge Whistle's face darkened.

So being soft-hearted means turning away?

He thought he wouldn't get beaten up.

.........

Black-backed Old Six had no concept of politeness.

He dragged Partridge Whistle back a few steps.

Then came a barrage of punches and kicks, but Partridge Whistle was surprisingly tough.

He didn't make a sound;

However, the constant screams made Zhou Nanbei suppress his laughter.

.........

A moment later,

Zhou Nanbei stood in front of Partridge Whistle and Shirley Yang, who were squatting side by side.

Looking at Partridge Whistle's two dark circles under his eyes,

He opened his mouth with a cheerful smile:

"Tell me, how old are you, Partridge Whistle?"

Why are you two still fighting over a man?

"He's not an eighteen-year-old anymore, look at the suffering he's endured."

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle's lips twitched, which aggravated the injury on his face, and he screamed again.

"Tear...whoosh"

Seeing Partridge Whistle's state, Zhou Nanbei stopped teasing him.

I've vented my anger.

Chen Yulou will naturally exchange the body of Jin Suanpan later.

You don't need to worry.

As for the matter of the girl in red, if you haven't had enough of being beaten,

Then you can continue.