"You are very good at it, but you are just too cruel to take action!" Zhuo Yingkang walked quickly to the side of the falling boy and gently helped the falling boy up.

At this moment, his movements became more and more like flowing water, and people could not help but feel a hint of admiration.

However, his actions fell into Zheng Ming's eyes and were really doing it. Zheng Ming stepped to Zhuo Yingkang and said, "Are you that Zhuo Yingkang?"

"I'm Zhuo Yingkang, I don't know what my brother calls him?" Although Zhuo Yingkang's heart was filled with hatred, his face seemed more and more gentle and elegant at this moment.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "My surname is Zheng. As for why I come here, the reason is very simple. I am just going to beat you up when I come here."

"If Zhuo remembers correctly, it should be the first time you met Brother Zheng and I. Brother Zheng came to my residence just to beat me up. Don't you feel too domineering?" Zhuo Yingkang's expression was still calm.

Zheng Ming faced Zhuo Yingkang who was doing something, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious. He smiled and said, "I don't like you, what if I want to beat you up."

While speaking, Zheng Ming punched Zhuo Yingkang directly.

Zhuo Yingkang sneered, and his left fist came towards Zheng Ming's fist without fear at all. And just as his fist and Zheng Ming's fist were about to collide, the fist that was originally like white jade turned golden.

Vajra Fist!

The two fists collided in the void, and Zheng Ming felt an extremely sharp internal energy, rushing into his meridians through the golden fist.

This internal energy is not only sharp as ordinary boxing techniques do not have, but also magnificent and surging. It is much stronger than the internal energy of ordinary seventh-grade warriors.

If it weren't for the fact that he was fighting against Zhuo Yingkang, and if he had replaced an ordinary seventh-grade strongman, this punch alone would have caused people to break their bones and tendons!

But in terms of boxing power, there is really a big gap between Zhuo Yingkang and Zheng Ming. Although Zheng Ming did not take out the means of Jiu Zhen breaking the mountain, he was far above Zhuo Yingkang with his boxing power alone.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhuo Yingkang's body took six steps in a row, and six small pits of one foot square appeared on the ground that was originally paved with bluestone.

And Zheng Ming's body just shook for a while.

Facing Zheng Ming who was motionless, Zhuo Yingkang's eyes became more and more warlike. He smiled coldly and said, "It's true that you have two points of ability, but with these two points of ability, you're still a little short of being a little bit of it."

While speaking, Zhuo Yingkang rose into the air and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming and Zhuo Yingkang fought and used a set of Risan Fist that had already reached the level of great success. Although this set of boxing techniques was at most a ninth grade martial arts. However, in Zheng Ming's hands, they were very powerful.

But Zhuo Yingkang also showed his first talent at this time. This time he wanted Zheng Ming to take action and used two sets of boxing techniques.

Both hands, one is hard and the other is soft. Zhuo Yingkang's left fist is like red gold, opening and closing, and is extremely powerful. However, Zhuo Yingkang's right fist is as smooth as jade. Every attack is soft and continuous, as if it is weak and weak.

One hard and one soft. Hard and soft are combined, which is already very difficult for warriors. Zhuo Yingkang's most powerful thing is his internal energy, which is also hard and soft.

With this cooperation, Zhuo Yingkang's combat power was directly increased by about twice.

"Mr. Zhuo, kill him and let him know that in some places, people like him cannot be wild!" The young man from the Liyun Sword Sect who was beaten to the ground by Zheng Ming, covered the pain of his wound and blew loudly.

The other people who followed Zhuo Yingkang were all cheering Zhuo Yingkang in a deep voice. Although their cultivation was not as good as Zhuo Yingkang, it could also be seen that Zhuo Yingkang, who was in harmony with yin and yang, seemed to have already controlled the situation.

There were thirty or forty people outside the Red Sword Xiaozhu at this time. Among these people, although most of them were young people who participated in the Sword Burial Association, there were also a few people who looked older.

"Yin and Yang are in harmony, and the two qi are practicing together!" A warrior who looked in his forties said in surprise after seeing Zhuo Yingkang's attack.

Standing next to this warrior was a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a red dress and enchanting figure.

Although the woman's face was not very beautiful, her phoenix eyes had a strange charm. She sighed: "No wonder she was rated as the number one person in the Great Jin Dynasty. With this qualification, it is rare."

"If you can get Zhuo Yingkang into our Sword Burial Palace and practice the Yin-Yang Sword Technique passed down from our palace, hehe, as long as his cultivation level can reach the third level, he can challenge the first-level master!"

"We must not miss this talent."

The warrior in his forties nodded and said, "Junior sister is right. We must not let go of such a talented person in the Burial Sword Palace. However, this young man who provoked himself has also extraordinary cultivation!"

"Senior brother, when we look at people, we look at potential, which is the development of our Sword Palace after the development. Although this young man practiced a lot, it is too much worse than Zhuo Yingkang's physique."

"If he didn't have any special skills, I'm afraid the battle should end next."

Just as the woman in red was talking, Zhuo Yingkang suddenly took three steps back. He looked at Zheng Ming deeply and said, "If you don't have other skills, you should be here today."

As he spoke, his hands danced at the same time, and the golden and white lusters gathered in the void into a ray of light shining with eyes.

"Big Yin-Yang Seal!"

Accompanied by Zhuo Yingkang's low shout, a platinum golden palm print came hard towards Zheng Ming.

Although this palm print is only one foot in size, the moment it blasts out, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to gather with the palm print!

"The Yin and Yang Qi gather together, and its power increases tenfold, stirring up a trace of the power of heaven and earth. This great Yin and Yang Seal should not be a skill that can be used by a seventh-grade warrior. At least it should be a warrior who has broken through the fifth-grade level to practice!"

The woman in red was full of surprise when she saw the big Yin-Yang Seal!

The man in his forties said solemnly in his voice: "The seeds of true qi are already hidden in Zhuo Yingkang's internal energy."

"As long as he is given time, the internal energy will become true energy!"

"The ability to use the Great Yin and Yang Seal is not only the mutation of his internal energy, but also because of his talent, he can forcibly simplify this Great Yin and Yang Seal, so that the Great Yin and Yang Seal can be used by relying on the internal energy. This is what makes Zhuo Yingkang most sigh."

"Extraordinary talent!"

Just as the two were talking, Zheng Ming also responded. He was actually the person who was most qualified to comment on this great Yin-Yang Seal.

What others see is the power of the Great Yin and Yang Seal. Only those who face the Great Yin and Yang Seal directly can feel that there is a kind of captivating power hidden in this Great Yin and Yang Seal. This power is extremely majestic, and this power is even more irresistible.

Just like heaven and earth!

Without any hesitation, Zheng Ming directly used the first style of Dragon Elephant Fist to gather the dragon and gather the dragon. With his hands pushing out, a red dragon and a red giant elephant rushed towards Zhuo Yingkang's great Yin and Yang seal.

"Boom boom boom!"

The platinum-gold palm shadow collided with the red dragon elephant in the void, and the whirlwind generated directly blew the entire courtyard.

Some people who were watching the game at close range quickly dodged and dodged at this moment, for fear that they would be let go.

The moment the whirlwind fell, Zhuo Yingkang was already stuck at the base of the wall at this time. Although he did not fall, his expression was full of embarrassment.

Zheng Ming, who was standing not far from Zhuo Yingkang, had a proud stand in the courtyard although his sleeves were mostly broken.

"You are just better than me. When I break through the seventh grade, you are no match for me." Zhuo Yingkang's voice was low, and his words were filled with dissatisfaction.

Regarding Zhuo Yingkang's performance, the woman in red and the middle-aged man in his forties nodded. In their opinion, the young hero should be regarded as such.

Don’t be arrogant when you win, and don’t be discouraged when you lose! Only in this way can you go further, and only in this way can you stand proudly between heaven and earth.

Zheng Ming smiled and walked towards Zhuo Yingkang.

"Could this be the legendary hero who cherishes heroes?" A young man who looked only thirteen years old, his eyes were filled with admiration.

And just as he was speaking, several companions around him nodded at the same time. In their opinion, what Zhuo Yingkang deserved at this time was the treatment of a hero who cherished the hero.

When talking about heroes, who is the hero!

All the young people in the world have a heroic dream that can help them to wipe out the injustice in the world!

However, while their dreams were still being done, Zheng Ming had already stepped to Zhuo Yingkang's side, grabbed Zhuo Yingkang's clothes with one hand, and then slapped Zhuo Yingkang's left cheek with the other hand.

"Bang!"

This slap is crisp and pleasant, and this slap is even more deafening than many people! After all, through this slap, many people's dreams have awakened.

The heroes they are looking forward to are heroes, and the two heroes they look forward to joining hands, nothing is there, just the slap in the face.

Not to mention those teenagers, even the woman in red and the middle-aged man in his forties, were shocked at this moment. Why didn't they expect that this teenager would use this method to deal with a genius?

"Smack!"

A series of slaps in the face made Zhuo Yingkang's face swollen in just a moment. Zhuo Yingkang, who had consumed the energy in his body, had no time to struggle at this moment!

"Boy, remember it for me. Young man pretending to be in front of me, pretending to be killing you!" After Zheng Ming stopped the slap in his hand, he looked like an evil young man, and said to Zhuo Yingkang in an extremely ferocious manner. (To be continued.)
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