My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 197 I Never Believe in Evil
The number of zombies in the field is getting smaller and smaller, and the situation is gradually becoming one-sided and suppressive.

Although Mo Ming's [-] students were about to run out of strength and were wounded to varying degrees, they were still able to persevere. Without losing a single member, victory was close at hand.

Finally, the surviving zombies seemed to feel some kind of instinctive fear, and they started to retreat, and they naturally bumped into Dai Xiaoli and Bai Youwei behind them.

They rushed up with claws and teeth, as if they wanted to tear the two women who were constantly attacking to pieces, and vent the violence in their hearts.

Bai Youwei hurriedly danced briskly and retreated quickly to avoid the fierce attack.

Dai Xiaoli was not so lucky. Her charm ability is a mental effect, and her body is her weakness. If she hadn't been nourished and tempered by Mo Ming's true energy during this period, she would have been unable to support this high-intensity exercise for a long time. Chase the sport off.

An abnormal flush appeared on Dai Xiaoli's pretty face, her footsteps were sloppy, panting, and she was quickly overtaken by two level 2 zombies.

She braced herself, her eyes rolled, she was charming and seductive, and she wanted the zombies to show mercy to her, but unexpectedly, it aroused the other party's rage even more.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the zombies, eating flesh and blood is a way of expressing love, and their brains have long been broken...

"ah--"

Dai Xiaoli let out a coquettish cry, her stockings wearing bowknot flat shoes twisted her feet and fell to the side.

Two bloody zombies roared and rushed forward, scaring her to the point of turning pale. At that moment, Mo Ming's figure involuntarily flashed in her mind.

Then, Mo Ming really appeared in front of his eyes, hugged her with one hand, and made a fist with the other hand, and went straight forward.

The power of the explosive fist surged out, like a small sun, so dazzling.

The fist didn't hit the zombie at all, it just swung it towards the air, and it created a circle of tearing ripples, completely devouring the two ferocious zombies and tearing them into blood mist.

If he didn't want to absorb the explosive power, with Mo Ming's tenth level of Qi Refining Realm perfect power, he wouldn't need to use the Explosive Fist to kill two level 2 ants.

Dai Xiaoli stared at this scene obsessively, feeling grateful for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, and even more moved and adored by being saved by Mo Ming.

She suddenly couldn't restrain the emotion in her heart, stood on tiptoe and kissed Mo Ming.

Mo Ming was taken aback for a moment, fortunately the scene is quite chaotic now, everyone didn't see it, otherwise it might cause trouble, what is his majesty as a coach.

"Subordinates are not allowed to poke the boss's mouth." Mo Ming snorted coldly.

"The other way around?" Dai Xiaoli stuck out her tongue seductively, staring at his sharp-edged face without blinking, like a nympho.

This little bitch is getting more and more presumptuous, let's see how I will deal with you in the future!
In a flash, Mo Ming came to the two zombies chasing Bai Youwei and kicked them away.

Immediately, in less than a minute, he moved and shifted continuously, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, rolling the scattered zombies around to one place, killing them with one punch, leaving no bones left.

[Hint: You killed 13 zombies, gold coins +240, explosive power 260. 】

Mo Ming curled his lips, the enemy is too weak, it's a bit boring, it's like anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes.

The other zombies that escaped slowly were all beheaded by the students, and then they sat down on the ground exhausted one by one, gasping for breath, sweat and blood slid down the body surface, and finally won a complete victory.

However, compared to Mo Ming, their battle was obviously too embarrassing.

But Mo Ming smiled happily and said: "Very good, I will give 99 points to the performance of this team battle. I'm afraid you will be proud if you lose one point."

"Coach is mighty!" everyone roared happily.

Zhou Lu and Qin Tao also led the shooters down from the stands. Their condition was obviously much better than that of the ancient warriors, mainly due to sore hands and eyes, and high consumption of bullets.

After the battle, it is time to count the harvest and see who gets the most experience from the head.

As a result, no surprises, Zhou Lu became the MVP of the game, shot and killed more than 20 zombies by himself, most of them were level 2, and his cultivation level soared to 99%, and he was promoted to level 3 in one fell swoop.

Qin Tao was next, and also shot and killed more than a dozen zombies, and the other 14 shooters each had more than five heads in their hands on average.

The 16 shooters together killed almost half of the zombies. Compared with other professions, it is so cool. It really is that the archers have been so awesome since ancient times.

The overall performance of the abilities is not bad, equivalent to a mage, but because of the different types of abilities, there are big differences inside.

Common elemental abilities, fire and wind blades are naturally more suitable for attacking, while water flow and earth pillars are more defensive.

The weirdest thing was Bai Youwei's dancing ability. She ranked third with ten zombies, and especially killed the strongest level 3 big tall zombie with the cooperation of Dai Xiaoli. She had a lot of experience in killing monsters by leapfrogging.

Dai Xiaoli's charm ability is miserable, she can only work as an assistant next to Bai Youwei to gain experience, and there are many dangers, it is better to spend the night with Mo Ming.

And Nursery Rhyme's singing ability is the king of all assists.

Although she didn't kill a single zombie, her role cannot be ignored by anyone. She can be called a spiritual mentor, an uncrowned champion, and the system has given a high level of experience allocation.

The genetic warriors and ancient warriors who stood in front of the enemy were the worst, with scars and exhaustion on their bodies.

Some people's weapons are broken, but they may only get an assist.

But if there weren't so many fighters as the mainstay, desperately blocking the crazy attack of zombies and attracting hatred, no matter whether it was a shooter or a person with supernatural powers, they wouldn't be able to play in the rear with peace of mind.

A large amount of experience in the system is a little bit less evenly distributed to each ancient warrior, which is also a natural disadvantage of the melee profession.

But they also have some hidden benefits, that is, after a life-and-death fight at close range, the combat ability and character will become stronger almost visible to the naked eye.

After a bloody battle, they all became brave veterans!

When it comes to the ability to fight alone and survive, it's not necessarily inferior to shooters and supernatural beings.

[Reminder: The trainees you trained killed 236 zombies, none of them died. They won a complete victory and performed extremely well. Special reward +3000 gold coins!Currently 28940 gold coins! 】

Does this work too?
Mo Ming was overjoyed, originally he didn't want to compete with his students for this kind of mosquito meat, but he didn't expect the mall to make it up for him thoughtfully.

In a certain sense, it was true that these hundred students were carefully trained by him, and such a proud record was definitely due to him, and they also expressed their wholehearted loyalty, which was equivalent to representing him in battle.

Mo Ming and Xiao Wu spent a lot of gold coins in their cultivation before, but now they finally turned around and made a lot of money.

For a while, Mo Ming was in a good mood, and smiled brightly: "Next, you should take a good rest and recover, and I will heal your injuries."

"Yes, thank you coach!" Everyone said excitedly, sitting cross-legged and silently reciting the Qingxin Dharma.

The mist gushed out from Mo Ming's heart like a tide, covering the hundred students.

Mo Ming's true qi at the peak of Qi refining also spread along the mist, and quickly penetrated into everyone's body, nourishing their limbs, bones and spirit.

They felt as if soaked in hot springs, the warmth was so comfortable, the painful wounds were gradually healed, the energy was improved, and the mind was rested comfortably.

In order to better heal everyone, Mo Ming also squeezed the Yunling grass and the detoxifying grass into drops of green liquid, and slowly delivered it to the students.

Zombies mutate after being infected by viruses, and their attacks are naturally poisonous. If ordinary people are bitten or scratched, they will most likely turn into zombies.

Although extraordinary people have strong resistance, this toxin will also weaken the strength of extraordinary people, and if they can't be completely eliminated, let them lie dormant, and it may happen someday in the future when the body is weak.

A mist covered the bottom of the stands, and also isolated the sight and influence of the outside world, allowing students to recuperate with peace of mind without being disturbed at all.

Time passed quietly, and I don't know how long it has passed.

Mo Ming, who was concentrating on recuperating for the students, suddenly opened his eyes, sat on the edge of the fog, and looked outside the stadium.

He could vaguely see many shaking figures, and the sounds of fighting, shouting and roaring could be heard.

Obviously, their team was not the only one to be attacked by zombies. It was unknown how many of the 40 teams at the Jiangnan University training ground were teleported nearby.

In the end, a dozen people couldn't hold on anymore, and fled into the stadium in embarrassment, looking terrified.

As soon as he saw the fog on the field, he suddenly thought of something, and ran to this side in a hurry, calling for help in surprise: "Help!"

These guys are not very strong, they are all level 1, and everyone is injured, looking miserable, but Mo Ming doesn't have much sympathy, and he doesn't want to save people.

The extraordinary secret realm is the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and the law of the jungle.

What's more, this group of newcomers can choose to give up at any time and go back alive through the secret invitation letter. Compared with the previous situation where they must die if they fail to complete the task, it is already very friendly.

Just like this, they are still acting like this. Since they can't survive, why don't they go home honestly?

You have to hang on, and you have to attract zombies, yelling, who do you expect to save?It is tantamount to dragging others into the water.

Of course Mo Ming is not afraid of zombies, but not everyone is as powerful as him. If he really provokes a bunch of zombies, the team that has just experienced a bloody battle and has not yet recovered may be completely wiped out, and all their hard work will be wasted.

Sure enough, a dozen zombies quickly followed them into the stadium, and they were all level 3.

A level 4 ancient warrior coach was at the back, fighting and retreating. Facing a group of level 3 zombies who were not afraid of death, he also felt very strenuous and suffered serious injuries.

The coach also saw the fog in the field, and immediately his eyes lit up, he retreated at a faster speed, and shouted: "Is it Wang Mingliang?"

"Get lost! I'm Mo Ming!" Mo Ming sneered inwardly.

With a thought, the mist surged, blocking the group of people outside as if there was any substance, they couldn't get in at all, and they couldn't see the scene inside. In fact, Mo Ming was standing in front of the other party.

This group of people panicked immediately, flapping the mist, and shouted loudly: "Coach Wang, are you there? Help us! We are from Team 40, and everyone came out of the training ground of Jiangnan University. We should help each other."

"Yeah, your strength is so strong, there must be no problem with this zombie, and you can't just ignore it."

"Why can't this gray fog get in, isn't it his fog?"

A dozen people were like ants on a hot pot, swirling around the fog, trying hard to squeeze in, but not thinking about using their own strength to resist the zombies.

Haha, Team 40, isn’t this the last team?I was so impatient to escape from his mist, but now I want to come in, it's too late!

I really think my family's Mist Snake has no temper!If you want to get something for nothing, you will be blessed, no way!His place is not a garbage dump.

The zombies chased more and more anxiously, their ferocious appearance was shocking.

The ancient warrior coach suddenly shouted loudly, flew up, and punched the fog in front of him, trying to open a passage.

Mo Ming snorted coldly, and secretly circulated his true energy to pop out.

The level 4 ancient warriors flew backwards at a faster speed, just crashing into the arms of the zombies, greeted with a fiery kiss, and blood spattered out.

"Ahhh-!"

These students saw that the coach had turned into a horrific appearance, their hearts completely collapsed, they screamed again and again, and immediately chose to give up the game, turning into bright lights and disappearing.

Mo Ming also saw a faint black light echoing on the coach's chest, which should be an invitation letter from a secret realm.

He immediately stepped out, and the gray mist rolled back, poured into his heart, and condensed into a snake shape again.

Mo Ming's students also woke up one after another, and their condition basically recovered, and they became stronger. They were overjoyed and looked at Mo Ming with admiration.

When they realized that the situation on the scene had changed, they immediately activated the combat mode, jumped up, picked up their weapons and prepared to follow Mo Ming to charge, and deal with the dozen or so ferocious level 3 zombies.

Mo Ming waved his hand to signal them to be calm.

I saw that level 4 ancient warrior violently rose up, beheaded three zombies in a row, drenched in blood, stumbled back, covered half of his gnawed face, and hated Mo Ming with incomparable hatred.

"Wang Mingliang, since you are here, why don't you save yourself from death! You deliberately blocked the fog, blocked my students' life, and even plotted against me! You are a teacher in vain!"

The other party's mouth was leaking, it sounded like the wind was screaming, but Mo Ming could still hear it clearly.

He sneered and said, "You didn't even know my name, and you came to question me. If you didn't bother me, I wouldn't be bothered to do it. You have to ask, are there any survivors of your students?"

The ancient martial artist coach was stunned, and turned around to see the corpses of zombies all over the ground and a hundred students who had survived the fierce battle, their heads seemed to have been severely hit by a sledgehammer.

Who is the better teacher at a glance.

"Oh, it seems that your students are gone. It's a pity that it's over so soon." Mo Ming sighed leisurely.

The ancient warrior laughed and said, "It's a pity now, cats cry and mice pretend to be merciful, Wang Mingliang, don't think that your students will always be safe and sound..."

Mo Ming interrupted: "I mean, you can get lost."

With a flash of his figure, he directly took out the secret invitation letter from the opponent's arms, and at the same time, the dozen or so zombies also rushed towards the coach.

Knowing that there was no way out, the male ancient warrior roared bitterly: "Wang Mingliang, don't be too complacent. Your students can go back through the invitation letter, but you can't. This time the secret realm has been upgraded to middle-grade, and you will die sooner or later." ! I'll be waiting for you underground—"

Bang!
Mo Ming punched out, as if a dazzling sun was rising, the berserk force tore apart everything and splashed all around, the dozen or so level 3 zombies instantly exploded into a pool of blood mist.

"I never believe in evil!"

(End of this chapter)