Ye Lin said in a depressing voice: "I don't have many, more than two thousand."

"Brave! Where are you?"

Kofi said: "Haha, I have one hundred more heads than Mr. Sanfeng."

Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to turn his hope to Rand, saying, "How many do you?"

"Mr. Zhang, like you, mine is more than 1,500."

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly felt no sense of accomplishment, and suddenly said happily: "What's the point of killing too much? I founded the Tai Chi Sword in the process of killing the rat-headed man. In this regard, I, the old man, are much better than you."

"Brother Zhang, congratulations." Zhou Kong was sincerely happy that Tai Chi was really promoted under Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "If the rat-headed man hadn't been killed by you, I would have been more proficient in practicing Tai Chi sword."

Ye Lin said: "Didn't you say you should kill more than who can? Now you are complaining."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "I didn't let you kill so many."

"Then you should blame Zhou Kong, he killed the most."

Zhou Kong smiled and said, "Let's go, there are a few rat-headed men left. It's boring to go down. There are more powerful prey waiting for us on the next level?"
Chapter completed!