Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Zhuang Ming's expression was indifferent, and he turned around slowly and looked at Yidong, the young man who came to provoke him. He had the same strength as an A-level genetic warrior, and could only break the limit ten times. He was also known as a limit breaker in the dark world.

He is a yellow-level powerhouse and has already entered the ranks of strong men. He is just a yellow-level east-level person.

For Zhuang Ming, he is really too weak. Although he is considered good at that age, he must have a strong background behind him.

But no

A trace of blood flashed across Zhuang Ming's eyes.

He was waiting for that moment, and when he came to the dark world, he found that the people in the dark world were indeed aloof and unruly.

Also normal!

After all, having strength makes you feel superior to others, different from ordinary people, and you can control ordinary people's lives at any time.

But now Zhuang Ming is in need of someone to take the lead, and he needs to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!

And the first one, the chicken, finally appeared!

Fuxi couldn't stop him at all.

The legs stretched out like lightning!

The young man with an arrogant expression was picked up by Zhuang Ming, his legs wrapped around his neck. Like iron pliers, the other party was silenced. He slowly lifted him up. In everyone's shocked eyes, the young man

In the eyes of someone who wanted to scream in fear but could not speak.

It was like a child playing with a firecracker, slamming it towards the ground.

boom!

There was an explosion like thunder, which immediately brought the atmosphere of the entire venue to a standstill, and a slight vacuum appeared.

Kaka~

The terrifying cracking sound of the ground was also accompanied by the sound of breaking bones.

"Ah——ah————"

A scream like a slaughtering pig came from the scene that was directly covered by dust. It was miserable and ferocious, like a devil.

After Zhuang Ming threw the ball, he quietly stepped aside. From the beginning to the end, he had no other expression and remained as calm as silk.

The dust clears!

Only then did everyone see that the originally solid marble floor was cracked and shattered within ten meters, with depressions appearing in the middle. The young man was lying there with a face full of despair.

Blood was spitting out from the mouth, along with the fragments of the five internal organs. His right arm and right leg had hit the ground first and became weirdly twisted. As for how many bones were broken, no one knew.

When you throw it to the east, more air comes in and less air comes out.

The life in his eyes is gradually decreasing.

A young man with an arrogant expression suddenly turned into a dirty beggar, seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Fuxi had a wry smile on his face, and Zhuang Ming became more and more terrifying. He even felt that he couldn't move in front of Zhuang Ming's legs.

There was no warning, and Zhuang Ming didn't even have the thought or murderous intention to let Hehuhuang loose his legs.

But everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

The indifferent young man's leg was so cruel that he was seriously injured without saying a word.

Afterwards, it was like taking a sip of water, feeling extremely indifferent.

There are extremely cruel people who can be so calm.

A yellow-level east-level warrior was destroyed in an instant.

That young man looked to be in his twenties, and he should be considered a relatively talented young man.

Those who had previously been suspicious of Zhuang Ming, or even looked down upon him, now had solemn expressions on their faces, and a deep chill unknowingly rose in their hearts.

Zhuang Ming's expression was so indifferent, so indifferent that there was not even a trace of fluctuation, just like squeezing an ant to death.

It means that such things are not taken seriously by Zhuang Ming at all.

The domestic slaves of Xinyue Hotel also went ahead to clean up the mess and quickly brought the dying young man to first aid.

A serious injury like that would take less than a year and a half to recover from.

Even if he recovers, it is still unknown whether he will be like a normal person.

After all, they don't have Zhuang Ming's ability to recover his legs.

Although Zhuang Ming retained his leg, he was seriously injured directly, and his right leg and right leg suffered comminuted fractures. Even with the power of some families, it would be difficult for him to recover as before, so he could be scrapped.

Even if you consume a lot of medicinal materials, you can behave like a normal person, but you will never become a strong person.

At this time, the scene was eerily quiet, scary and terrifying!

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Zhuang Ming's body, flashing with deep fear and fear.

Not long ago, the momentum released by Zhuang Ming overwhelmed many people, and perhaps many people felt a little unhappy.

But now, Zhuang Ming hit Ye Xunzi hard in their hearts, and made them react completely.

Kick, kick, kick!

As the saying goes, if you hit a young child, you will become an old one.

That kind of young man with power and background would definitely not come to the Xinyue Hotel alone, so it was obvious that there were older ones.

There were rapid and dense footsteps, and there were a lot of people there.

It would be better if there are more people!

It is useless if one person stands out, but the effect of a family will be much better!

Even at the venue, everyone could hear the angry roar.

A family like that of an ancient martial arts family is usually very protective of its children. After all, every talented child is a treasure and the backbone of the family in the future.

And those who come there are either young people with excellent talents or very tough backgrounds.

Many people who were originally shocked and frightened suddenly had a look of amusement on their faces when they heard the scolding and footsteps.

He didn't leave, so he chose to watch the show.

Such a wonderful show, they will not miss it.

Many people looked at Zhuang Ming with curiosity in their eyes, as if they were looking for a trace of fear on Zhuang Ming's face.

They started to quarrel. They were totally wrong.

Zhuang Ming's face was still as calm as silk, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His handsome and extraordinary face was as young as a knife, but it revealed a strange calmness and strong self-confidence, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him stop.

He was astonished.

Northwest corner, on the second floor of the venue.

A stalwart middle-aged man in a black suit was walking in front of a small round table, still drinking tea leisurely, his eyes half-squinted, as if he was enjoying the flavor of the tea.

But Fu's half-narrowed eyes showed a hint of hidden light from time to time, and he looked down at Zhuang Ming in the center of the venue from time to time with enjoyment, with a hint of curiosity and appreciation.

A young boy was walking across from the middle-aged man. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, with sharp eyebrows and eagle eyes. He was looking curiously at Zhuang Ming in the field, and asked doubtfully: "Father, who is that person? So, who is that person?"

You are young and feel so strong, which family of warriors are you from?"

"Haha~ One blow severely damaged a yellow-level east-level warrior, and even he couldn't keep up with his speed. Do I think those families have the ability to cultivate such young talents?" The middle-aged man put down the tea cup and said with a half-smile.

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"Ah? Father, are you here?" The young man was very surprised, his mouth opened wide, and he was extremely shocked.

The middle-aged man did not answer. He pointed his gaze at Fuxi next to Zhuang Ming and said with a faint smile, "You know who that person is?"
Chapter completed!