The training ground is still a training ground. The fat man has been going to the training ground more and more recently. As people say, the more knowledge he learns, the more ignorant he will find himself. The same is true for the fat man. He thought his sword skills and body skills were pretty good at the beginning, but the more he practiced, he realized that he was still so much short of it...

Since being awakened by the old man that day, the fat man finally found a breakthrough on his way and had a direction to work hard. But that was just the beginning! It was just like climbing a towering mountain and taking the first step.

"The best defense is offense! If you can make your opponent unable to use a single move, you don't have to hide!"

The fat man thought of this sentence and fell into deep thought: "If the opponent cannot use a single move, he must block all the opponent's moves in advance! But I am not a bug in his stomach, how could he know what moves he is going to do?"

After trying to dance a few times, the fat man still let it go. This is not a solution at all. Imagine that no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to analyze what moves he is going to do in his mind!

"Go and try someone! Is this a waste of time not a solution?" After thinking for a while, the fat man decided to find someone to be a coach, otherwise there would be no progress if he continued to do this.

Originally, the best candidate should be Chu Jie, but Chu Jie and Feng Tianjiao were both very busy, so the fat man had to apply to the martial arts arena to randomly choose a opponent!

After applying for a number, the fat man chose to choose randomly. After a burst of darkness in front of him, he had already appeared in the martial arts arena.

Looking up, there was also a knight on the other side, and a female knight. She was wearing a white dress and a sword in her hand. She was heroic and handsome, and a scarf that would not allow the country to be bearded.

"Why is it a woman?" The fat man was a little surprised, stepped forward and nodded, saying hello. After thinking for a while, he took out the previous "Shattering Sword".

Holding the knife, the fat man's eyes began to stare at the girl's body and spin. From his feet, to his shoulders, to every expression on the girl's face, he swept back and forth several times with his eyes. The fat man's original intention was to see if he could analyze what the girl would do next through some expressions on the girl's face. But he did not consider that he was so arrogant and bold in looking around a girl. What would others think?

"Rogue!" The girl cursed in a low voice, and quickly blew a sword flower in her hand. The sword reflected the cold light and stabbed it directly in front of her head.

"Straight stab!" The moment the girl was about to take action, the fat man immediately made a prediction and flashed to the left, causing the girl's sword to fail before she could stab it.

Did you guess correctly? The fat man was happy. Seeing that the sword in the girl's hand had already returned, he immediately made a prediction and took another step back.

However, this time the fat man was wrong. The girl did not slash back as he imagined, but instead drew a "Z"-shaped sword mark. The fat man hurriedly wanted to dodge it, but it was a bit late. The girl's sword was stabbing his arm.

How long has it been since I was beaten? The fat man was shocked at this moment. Fortunately, the female hero's attack power was not high, and this sword only required the fat man more than 200 health points, but this was almost one-third of his total health points!

The girl's attack continued. I have to say that her attack routine was very ordinary, with flaws everywhere. The fat man held back every time so he didn't fight back. But when it comes to looking forward in advance, the first time he was wrong, and then he got nothing afterwards.

The fat man was also very depressed, and there was no way to do it at all. If he continued like this, it would be a waste of time!

"Try again!" The fat man immediately thought and immediately waved his knife and stabbed him in front of the girl's right hand. If his expectation was correct, the girl's next move would definitely be forced back before he could use it.

But unfortunately, the fat man made a wrong judgment this time. The girl did not draw the sword as he expected, but directly handed out a skill. A light flashed through the sword tip and stabbed the fat man's chest...

"Tsk! I dare to learn to be a hooligan when I'm so bad!" The girl took back her sword, looked at the white light that the fat man turned into with contempt, and withdrew from the venue very proudly.

The fat man looked at the prompt "Fight Failure" in front of him with a bitter face, shook his head, and silently chose a random battle again.

This time, the opponent is a giant axe warrior with super attack power, but is significantly slower. According to previous combat experience, most players who use axe as a weapon use big tricks, with fewer complex changes, and it is relatively easier to expect. At least that's what the fat man thinks!

"Hello! Can we start?" The warrior opposite said hello to the fat man politely. His wrist suddenly sank, and the red axe turned into a semicircle.

The fat man looked at the other party. This opponent was different from most axe warriors he had seen in the past. He was tall and thin, had a fair face, and was literary and weak. If he had another look on his face, he would probably look more like a teacher.

Putting some messy thoughts behind his head, the fat man still took out the slashing saber, casually took a knife, nodded and said, "Hello, we can start anytime!"

"Be careful!" The soldier raised his axe high and nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took a broken step and rushed over with the axe.

After the first failure experience, the fat man always stared at the sharp axe blade this time, and quickly analyzed several attack moves in his mind. His eyes were gathered, and his eyes struggled hard at the same time, taking a step forward in rescue. The knife head was raised and slashed three inches in front of the axe blade...

The fat man was very depressed, yes, very depressed, and he felt that he was about to go crazy. He was abused hundreds of times by a group of people who could be easily defeated by him in one night. If it were anyone, he would probably have to go crazy!

Of course, the most unacceptable thing among the fat people was that in one night, there was no progress in hundreds of competitions except for the occasional correction of the few times.

In fact, the fat man himself didn't know whether it was right to do this, but now he had no other way, so he had to treat the dead as a living person!
Chapter completed!