There are three lucky bags!
Although it was only a copper lucky bag, it still made Zhou Heng feel pleasantly surprised.
Of course, the higher the quality of the good fortune bag, the better it was, but in the end, it depended on luck, and as long as the copper good fortune bag was lucky, it would be able to draw out a divine skill like the sword-breaking style!
At the same time, Zhou Heng's mind was also pondering the mechanism of the lucky bag dropping.
"It seems to be related to the opponent's level of strength.
"Earlier, when I barely won against Master Lin, I evaluated it as an 'evenly matched opponent' and was rewarded with a silver lucky bag.
"This time, however, when I won over Sun Zhengping, it was only an 'evenly matched opponent' and was rewarded with three bronze good fortune bags.
"So much so that there may be other ratings that reward one bronze lucky bag, three silver lucky bags, or even a gold lucky bag.
"The higher the strength rating of the defeated opponent, the higher the quality of the dropped lucky bag should be.
"Well, it's logical."
Zhou Heng's side was overjoyed, but Sun Zhengping's side was in an unprecedented state of self-doubt.
"Why, how did this happen, I, I actually lost to a mud leg from the gutter like this?
"That's impossible, I'm the second young master of the Sun Family, the eldest brother of the apprentices of the Hop Cheong Martial School, a genius with a completed ninth-grade sword technique who is expected to step into the ninth grade by the age of thirty!
"How could you lose to a mudblood like that?
"No, that's impossible!
"Are we going to let this guy protect Miss Cyanide and allow them to be intimate?"
Sun Zhengping's thoughts involuntarily began to diverge, and a scene came to his mind that left him grief-stricken-.
Zhou Heng escorted Miss Qingqing back to her hometown, encountering many dangers along the way, he was able to rescue her and win her heart, allowing her to give him her hand in marriage.
Ten months later their child was born, harmonious and beautiful, while he could only stand alone in the cold wind, watching this happy family, how desolate is this?
Sun Zhengping cried at the thought, only to feel how he was so unlucky, having put in so much effort, to be overtaken by a mud leg running out of a ditch!
Damn!
Oh, shit!
"No! How can this be, how can this be?"
Sun Zhengping suddenly roared, all the love and admiration in his heart for Wang Qingqing turning into resentment towards Zhou Heng at this moment, growling, "I Unacceptable, never acceptable!"
When Zhou Heng saw Sun Zhengping's sudden fury, he was shocked on the spot and took a few steps back, whispering, "Hey, hey, I say, are you okay, it's just that you lost a game, right?
"Why do you have to die like this, life is still a long way to go, you still have a chance in the future, if this pisses you off, there will be no Later."
"Who are you to lecture me, you mudblood?!" Sun Zhengping gritted his teeth as he looked at Zhou Heng, his face full of anger and hatred, his eyes turning blood red.
Yelp!
Blood red?
Zhou Heng was stunned when he saw that Sun Zhengping's eyes seemed to be really turning red, not filled with blood, but actually glowing blood red!
A killing intent so intense that it was extreme, as well as an incomparably strange evil aura was released from Sun Zhengping's body, and even condensed into a wisp of black and purple smoke that emerged from his body.
Sun Zhengping's skin began to turn greenish-black, and a cracked crack even appeared on it, from which flowed a viscous purple liquid!
He's actually becoming less of a man!
Ka-cha-cha-cha!
Suddenly, an ear-piercing crack sounded at Sun Zhengping's neck!
Next instant!
It was as if his head had been picked up by invisible hands, hardened by a force that had been yanked from his neck and brought out a bloody vertebrae!
Immediately afterwards, something like a worm's foot actually grew out of the joint of this vertebra, and they waved out of thin air, causing Sun Zhengping's this Heads flying in the air!
It made it look like a bloody centipede with a human head!
Such a bizarre and frightening scene, on the spot let the ring under the onlookers fainted most of the past.
Zhou Heng, who was up close and personal with this monster, felt even more numb.
What is this thing!
"Ahhhh! Die Die Die Die!!!"
The human-headed centipede emitted Sun Zhengping's voice, and at the same time the sides of its mouth suddenly split open and extended all the way to the back of its head, as if its head had split in half from its mouth here, and it had teeth all up and down, opening and closing and charging towards Zhou Heng!
"What the fuck!?"
Zhou Heng was busy dodging, only to find his head buzzing and his vision blurred, this human head centipede seemed to still have an invisible spiritual impact.
Clank!!!
Just at this time, a sword roar came, like a crane flying in the sky, resounding through the sky, causing Zhou Heng's somewhat dim perception to become awake.
Immediately, he saw a sword light seemingly flying from out of the sky, cutting down on the sky!
It was a long sword that instantly pierced through Sun Zhengping's head, thrusting in through the top of his head and out through his mouth, pinning this human head centipede to the ring slab.
"Ahhhh!"
Sun Zhengping's head screamed a few times, his spine twisted and tossed for a while, and the dozens of insect legs growing out of it stopped moving, and the blood-red glow in his eyes dimmed, never to be heard from again, completely dead.
But those eyes were still roundly open, still staring fiercely at Zhou Heng, deathless and unusually terrifying.
Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief, facing this weird monster, he really didn't know what to do, but fortunately, someone had taken action to save him.
But who had cut down this sword light?
So powerful!
"You watched Cheng Jiangjian perform the martial art Star Dou Falling Immortal Style [Zong Five] to attack, and an inexplicable comprehension surfaced in your heart. Proficiency +0.0000001."
Zhou Heng was a bit confused.
This was okay?
But the proficiency level is too funny...it's one in a million.
There was no difference between having it and not having it.
It was just that this was actually a Zong Fifth Grade martial skill, and it was the first time he had ever seen such a high grade martial skill.
--Middle and upper third grade martial arts usually had uniform prefixes, such as "Secret Sixth Grade", "Ancestral Fifth Grade", "Ultimate Fourth Grade", and so on, and they all had special meanings, unlike the lower third grade which only had numbers.
Of course, those who could use the Zong Five-Prime martial arts did not necessarily have to be Five-Prime Grandmasters, especially in terms of moves, and even if they were only nine, they would have the opportunity to learn the Zong Five-Prime or even the Absolute Four-Prime martial arts.
However, looking at the power of the sword, the person who did it was probably at least an eighth or even seventh-grade.
"You're alright."
Suddenly, a soft and pleasant female voice came.
Zhou Heng looked up towards the source of the voice and saw a slender silhouette floating down from the top of a loft not far away.
She was dressed in a white outfit, tall and slender, with her auburn hair combed into a ponytail, valiantly.
It was a pity that she wore a mask on her face, so she couldn't see her face.
The mask was all white, with golden patterns painted on her face, as if she were a rich character on the stage.
After the woman fell, he bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss, for saving me, I'm fine! ."
"There's no need to say thank you for your share of the work." The woman gently nodded her head while raising her hand, actually taking the long sword that had killed Sun Zhengping earlier back into her hand through the air.
Zhou Heng's pupils shrank as he watched, ingesting through the air, this was something that could only be done by at least the most peak Seventh Grade Martial Artist, and this woman was actually a Seventh Grade Martial Artist.
Her voice sounded very young, perhaps not even twenty years old, possibly a young girl.
At this point, the woman looked around, and finally her gaze fell back on Zhou Heng, smiling, "You have yet to enter the Pinnacle, and you actually didn't pass out on the spot, It's rare."
"Coma?" Zhou Heng was stunned at the news and looked around before waking up to the fact that the people around the ring had all passed out and were unconscious.
No matter if it was Mr. Wang and Miss Wang on the platform, or the people watching under the ring, on the street, in the trees, on the walls, they all fell into unconsciousness.
Yu He was no exception.
"Were you scared by this thing?" Zhou Heng pointed at Sun Zhengping's head and wondered, "Girl, do you know what this is?"
"This is an evil object, as for the specifics, I'm not at liberty to explain."
The woman gently shook her head and took out a palm-sized green jade gourd from the brocade bag at her waist.
Well?
Zhou Heng looked at the gourd in the woman's hand and was amazed.
How could such a large gourd be pulled out of such a small brocade bag?
Could it be the legendary Qian Kun Bag?
At this time, the woman had already arrived beside Sun Zhengping's head and poured a drop of clear liquid from inside the green jade gourd, letting it fall on Sun Zhengping's head.
Zzzzzz!
Only an ear-splitting sound sounded, a foul-smelling purple-black smoke rose from Sun Zhengping's head, and the two eyeballs he was staring at suddenly rolled out of their sockets, pulling out behind them a slender, long body with dozens of worm feet.
Zhou Heng was startled at the sight, not expecting this disgusting worm to still be alive, and it looked as if it had turned into two?
Immediately, the sword light in the woman's hand flashed, directly cutting apart the bodies and eyeballs of the two insects, the two eyeballs quickly withering and decaying into ash.
The two insect bodies, however, curled up and lit up with a red light, entangling and sticking close to each other, gathering together in the blink of an eye and condensing into a pellet the size of a walnut.
"This person was originally an uninitiated item, right." The woman pointed at Sun Zhengping's corpse and asked Zhou Heng.
"That's right." Zhou Heng nodded.
"He is the one who ate this pill to have the strength of a ninth grade, as well as being parasitized by evil things."
The woman faintly said, while a sword slashed down, and a glow from the blade directly turned the pill into dust and dissipated.
"Parasitic?" Zhou Heng was shocked at the news, "This evil thing is still parasitic?"
"I can't say much about the evil creature." The woman shook her head, looked around, and said, "It's a good thing that the thousands of people here were all passed out from shock on the spot, it would only put this evil thing's Appear as a dream, otherwise there is some trouble."
At this point the woman said to Zhou Heng again, "I will take care of such a mass coma, as well as Sun Zhengping's death, so you don't have to worry about any subsequent troubles, but I have a request.
"Can I ask this gentleman to keep this secret? Don't let the matter of the evil object be known to anyone. It's very, very important, and I hope the Prince will agree."