All My Disciples Suck!
chapter-110

Upon receiving He Yiming's notification, the players quickly gathered.

However, there were three groups of players standing there. These three groups even formed a chain of disdain.

The one with the most people in the group carried a five-meter long bone sword.

There was nothing strange about carrying the sword, the problem was … these swords were all blazing!

He Yiming looked and saw that the players had a ‘Blade of Flames' that looked exactly like what Beef Noodles was holding.

If people were playing with fire, there were naturally people playing with ice.

First Iceman stood proudly. He was the leader of the Ice Faction. Four ice wings were nearly a meter long floating behind him.

"Hehe, Brother Ice, those flaming blades are stupid, yet they want to compete with us! Let Brother Ming be the judge. Aren’t we more handsome?!" Behind First Iceman were seven or eight players, each with a pair of ice wings.

"That's right. Brother Ming, look at that flame blade dregs! How can they be comparable to us!" First Iceman also spoke arrogantly, filled with contempt for players playing with fire.

"Hehe, Brother Ice, it's different from the past. Your Ice Spell has been crippled!"

"In the future, it will be the world of us, the Great Fire Gods!"

However, at this moment, the players from the fire group gave way.

The five players walked out in red beast skin robes. Above their heads was a huge fireball. It was almost the size of four or five basketballs.

The player who led the team had the ID: Strongest Fire Spell. He was going against First Iceman!

"Five Fireballs, melt!" Strongest Fire Spell roared. Five fireballs soared into the sky and merged, forming an enormous fireball.

"Five Fireballs, points!" In the next moment, the huge fireball split into five smaller fireballs.

"How about this? This is the result of our hard work: Day and Night." Strongest Fire Spell said, pretending to have big eye bags.

"???" He Yiming was speechless.

Before He Yiming could say anything, a voice sounded out.

"Brother Ming!"

Following this shout, a figure jumped into the sky and landed on the ground. It was Wang Lufei.

However, Wang Lufei's current transformation was huge.

Wang Lufei's body was red and his body was covered in armour. At the same time …

White Lightning covered his entire body. Although it was a bit crooked, it was barely wrapped around his upper body, forming tattoo-like patterns.

"War Thunder's ten men are here!" Wang Lufei waved his hand.

Roar!

Ten players stepped forward. All of them were covered in weapons, and at the same time, white lightning surrounded them.

He Yiming still remembered a few of them. Wasn't this the former Shichibukai?

Why was it that after learning Thunder Thundering Technique, they had already changed from Shichibukai and turned into thunder warriors?

Was the treatment given by the marines not good enough?

Cough cough cough cough …

"Brother Ming, the two of you, Blades of Flame and Ice Wing, are no match against us!" Wang Lufei roared as the ten players behind him roared.

"Bullsh*t." Ice and Thunder aren't as powerful as us! I'll burn you to ashes!"

"Hehe, I can kill you all with a single ice wing!"

“Shut up. Do you want to force me to show the supreme thunder force in my body? Ahhhh!"

As there were three different schools of thought, the three groups of players started to mock the others. The more they argued, the more they wanted to attack.

He Yiming looked. The players carrying the Blades of Flame had their hair scorched, their shoulders turned black, and the smell of roast meat wafted.

He Yiming once again looked at First Iceman. This guy was fine, but the players behind him had pale faces. It was obvious that forcefully maintaining such a large pair of ice wings was a huge drain on their bodies. There was a player whose legs were trembling. He could barely stand there.

Moreover, the coldness behind them made the players shiver, sneezing one after another.

As for Wang Lufei's lightning. In He Yiming's eyes, one of the players seemed to have reached his limit. As soon as his weapon faded away, the lightning around him was like a madman. After twitching for a long time, he fell to the ground and died.

Before the Northern Expedition could happen, he was electrocuted to death by his thunder!

However, the more these players spent, the more they had to die. He had to live with his face.

"Enough!" He Yiming shouted.

The players were stunned, but they stopped arguing.

"Do you think your Blade of Flame is very powerful?" He Yiming walked to a player carrying the ‘Blade of Flames'.

“Of course! Flame welding enhances damage, Brother Ming!” this player said excitedly.

"Get your sword up!"

“Okay!"

Boom!

He Yiming's fist smashed this guy's five-meter white bone sword into pieces and punched this guy in the stomach …

Pu pu pu …

The player vomited so much that he could not get up.

"As far as I can see, there's nothing in there!" He Yiming opened his mouth and walked over to First Iceman.

"What's the use of your ice wings?” He Yiming looked at First Iceman and said one word, “Aesthetics!”

"Wait!" First Iceman straightened his body and looked quite proud.

Pa!

He Yiming struck out with lightning and slapped First Iceman.

As First Iceman almost fainted, his face became swollen like a steamed bun, and the ice wings on his back collapsed.

“Cool? Handsome shit! Do you still look handsome?” After saying that, He Yiming walked up to Wang Lufei.

"Brother Ming, my thunder is flawless! You can hit me!" Wang Lufei spoke with confidence and even put on airs, signalling He Yiming to take action.

"Colored Arm!" He Yiming focused his weapon on his finger and stabbed Wang Lufei in the stomach.

Pa!

He Yiming broke Wang Lufei's armament.

Without the protection of armour, Wang Lufei was struck by the lightning around him. After twitching a lot, Wang Lufei fell to the ground with a thud, only leaving a sigh of relief.

"Eh …"

The players were dumbfounded.

"You're still thinking of going on the Northern Expedition?

"We haven’t left yet, and you’re already dead!" He Yiming was angry.

All of them were at the beginning of the Spirit Vein Realm. Azure Emperor Immortal Body Refinement Realm.

In addition, the pseudo-god skill Everlasting!

He had given such a powerful technique, but in the end, this bunch of players, to put on a show, had almost crippled themselves.

But that was not the key. To show who was more beautiful, the players split into three factions to fight each other?

This was the reason He Yiming was so angry that he even attacked the players for the first time.

No, this must be punished!

"This Sect Master is very angry!

"Let me think about how to punish you …" He Yiming thought for a moment and said.

"Punishment?" The players were stunned. They all started to panic.

"You're going to hit a player?" The players felt a little weak as if they were afraid.

"No, in the future, it's forbidden for you guys to eat hotpot!”

"Don't, Brother Ming, we are wrong! We don't dare to play around anymore!" The players all threw themselves into the ground. They all looked as if they knew their mistakes. They no longer dared to do anything.