Chapter 132 My name is Zhang Huaming

Zhang Huaming put away his smile, looked around, and caught a glimpse of a tall, naked man nearly three meters tall staring at him angrily. The expression on his face was extremely fierce, and the extremely developed muscles on his chest were trembling.

It seemed to contain terrifying explosive power, which was shocking. With just one glance, Zhang Huaming knew that this big man was definitely a warrior who had cultivated his body to a certain level. In front of this big man, Zhang Huaming, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, was simply a

A short, skinny kid.

"Scoff." Zhang Huaming looked up at the sky, sneered, and did not answer. His disdain was palpable.

"Hey, where did this short guy come from? He is so bold that he dares to offend the divine envoy." The people who were kneeling on the street to greet the divine envoy saw a short guy competing with the big man. They couldn't help but exclaimed and looked sideways.

Zhang Huaming.

"When did we have such a short dwarf in the South China Sea? I have never seen it before."

"He was disrespectful to the envoy of God. This kid is dead."

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It was the first time for the people who were born and raised on the Nanhai Continent to see such a short young man. They couldn't help but talk about it out of curiosity and confusion. But without exception, all the eyes looking at Zhang Huaming were full of sympathy and pity.

There is also a bit of schadenfreude. In their impressions and thoughts, all those who dared to offend the temple in the past have not had a good end, let alone the frail little man in front of them. Especially the short man's mouth with a hint of trepidation.

He had a sneer and a mocking look, just like an old man who had hanged himself because he was tired of living.

The divine envoy is the envoy of the South China Sea Temple who patrols the South China Sea continent on behalf of the temple. Although his status in the temple is not necessarily the highest, when he is patrolling outside, he represents the supreme authority of the temple, so his status is very prestigious.

It was the first time for Li Mingchang to patrol the South China Sea as a temple envoy. He was very excited because it meant that he would be able to enjoy the scene of thousands of people worshiping and awe from all directions, which was enough to satisfy his inflated vanity. You must know that this is a temple.

The rights and honors that only the supreme palace master can enjoy, and now that he, as the disciple of the palace master, can also enjoy the same treatment, this makes him feel proud and proud.

Look, more and more people are gathering on this street. At a glance, the crowds are surging, filling the whole street with water. People doing business, eating, passing by, and going home all stop.

Those in front knelt down and worshiped on the spot, while those behind squeezed forward, and more and more people gathered, and they couldn't see the end at a glance. Facing this brutal scene, Li Mingchang couldn't help but feel a little confused, as if he was floating on the clouds.

, he even had the illusion that he was the supreme master who looked down on all living beings and controlled the life and death of the world. But who was that little and lonely dwarf? Not only was he not upright, but he also had an annoying smile on his face.

My great disrespect is my contempt for the temple.

"Come here, kill that daring guy." Li Mingchang, furious in his heart, roared, and without asking who Zhang Huaming was, he directly gave the order.

"Yes, Lord Divine Envoy." The big man responded respectfully to the direction of the sedan, turned around and strode towards Zhang Huaming, shouting, "Boy, accept your life." A fierce murderous intent appeared on his face, and he punched Zhang Huaming suddenly.

Come on. This punch was full of momentum and the wind was so violent that the air around him was buzzing with shock. Everyone who saw this punch believed that Zhang Huaming would definitely die and there was no way he could be spared.

"This kid is finished."

"What a poor guy."

The common people could not help but mourn for the ignorant Zhang Huaming, and some even closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the tragic scene of his death under the fist of the big man.

boom!

There was a sound of a heavy object impacting, followed by a muffled groan, and then a figure was blown away, falling to the ground like a kite with its string broken.

Everyone knew without looking that it was the short boy who was killed by the big man's fierce punch. He couldn't help but feel a little sad on his face, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

"Huh?" Someone suddenly exclaimed, "He's not dead." Everyone quickly looked up and were stunned. They saw the little dwarf still standing there with a smile, while the tall and mighty man was

When he reached the corner of the street, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, with blood filling the corners of his mouth.

"This...is this?" The astonished crowd looked at Zhang Huaming as if they had seen something incredible. Like petrified statues, they raised their heads, grinned, stared, and looked shocked.

With horror.

That big man... was defeated?

No one dared to believe what was happening before their eyes, but it all really happened before their eyes, and they couldn't help but believe it.

"Bold!" The divine envoy Li Mingchang saw that his men were knocked away by Zhang Huaming's punch. He was surprised at his strength and became angry. Seeing the envoy's anger, the temple guards immediately surrounded Zhang Huaming and stared at him eagerly.

As soon as the divine envoy gave the order, Zhang Huaming was stabbed to death.

"Bold?" Zhang Huaming slowly put away his smile and looked at Li Mingchang with a calm expression. A trace of ridicule passed from the corner of his mouth, "I am not only bold, but I am so bold that I can conquer the sky."

"Hahahahahaha." As if he heard some big joke, Li Mingchang laughed angrily and pointed at Zhang Huaming with a fierce look in his eyes, with murderous intent appearing frequently. The Nanhai Temple has a high status in the Nanhai Continent, and it is powerful and famous all over the world.

In all directions, no one has ever dared to confront the temple. Unexpectedly, this untouchable man who seemed to fall to the ground when the wind blew dared to be so presumptuous in front of his own dignified divine envoy, making it clear that he did not take him seriously at all, not only for him as a god.

The insult of the envoy was an insult to the temple. Whether public or private, Li Mingchang must arrest and hang this lawless and bold maniac. Otherwise, the majesty of the temple will be damaged, and how will it deter the people in the future.

"You extremely arrogant untouchable, today the ambassador will allow you to receive the sacred brilliance of the temple that shines on the earth. Wait, come on." Li Mingchang gave an order, and the hundreds of guards surrounding Zhang Huaming immediately waved their swords and took action.

For a moment, there were shouts of shouting, the sword flashed, and the light appeared. The onlookers had already been frightened by such a huge formation, and fled in all directions like headless flies, hiding in houses and shops along the street.

inside.

Using one person to fight against the temple's hundreds of fourth- and fifth-level warriors is a good show that has not been seen in the South China Sea for hundreds of years. How could everyone miss it so easily? They stretched their heads to look at it while talking in low voices.

"A bunch of people who are overestimating their capabilities." Zhang Huaming's eyes flashed, and his figure suddenly moved, bang bang bang! He punched out several times in a row, and saw his fists flying up and down, figures flying up and down one after another, and the sound of crushing bones continued.

The five or six guards at the front were immediately blown away, and their weapons were scattered everywhere. A few guards who were unable to escape even slightly injured Chi Yu.

Everyone looked at Zhang Huaming, whose figure flashed like lightning on the street, fighting hundreds of guards alone, and suddenly a thought came to their minds that this little dwarf was not ordinary brave.

Zhang Huaming is not only brave, he is no different from a tiger scurrying into a flock of sheep. One man can guard the barrier, but ten thousand people can't stop him!

The body of King Kong is indestructible and dominates the world!

Zhang Huaming was immersed in the artistic conception of King Kong Demon Subduing Fist, and combined with the unpredictable technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, his body appeared and disappeared from the left and right like a thorn in the group of guards. In just a short moment, several

All ten guards were thrown to the ground, vomiting blood and screaming miserably. The remaining dozens of guards were frightened by Zhang Huaming's fierce and domineering aura and did not dare to approach. There was a vacuum zone within five meters in front of them.

They are just more than a hundred bodyguards with the strength of fourth- and fifth-level generals. How could they be his opponents under Zhang Huaming's use of Zhenqi to use the Diamond Subduing Demon Fist.

Everyone was stunned by the scene that happened in front of them. They even forgot to breathe and stared straight at it, fearing to miss any moment.

This was the fiercest and fastest battle they had ever seen, and it was also the bloodiest and most satisfying battle. For some reason, looking at Zhang Huaming, who was wreaking havoc with his fists in the crowd like a violent storm, they felt a bit of joyful relief in their hearts.

It feels good to feel that it is not Zhang Huaming who is torturing hundreds of guards in the scene, but themselves.

Li Mingchang, who was sitting proudly in the sedan, was also a little dumbfounded. Although he had known that this little man had certain strength, he thought that surrounded by more than a hundred of his fourth- and fifth-level generals, even a sixth-level general would not be able to defeat him.

He would definitely end up being beaten to death by random punches, but he didn't expect that not only was the little man still safe, but his subordinates were tortured to death. The huge contrast between reality and expectations made him unable to react for a while.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

A burst of hysterical screams resounded between heaven and earth, echoing in the air. Zhang Huaming stood up with his fists closed, took a breath, and looked at the hundreds of guards who were wailing and screaming on the ground in front of him, and a trace of satisfaction could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Smile, um, okay, it was solved easily.

Li Mingchang, who was inexplicably shocked, finally came back to his senses. He looked at the half-dead guards on the ground, his face changing continuously, and a pair of sinister eyes stared at Zhang Huaming, who was standing proudly as if nothing had happened. He said angrily: "How dare you

Those who mess with the temple, you won’t be able to leave the South Point alive today.”

"I even dare to kill people from your temple, why are you afraid of provoking me? I want to see who it is today so I don't want to leave the South Point alive." Zhang Huaming sneered and laughed.

Wow!

The onlookers were suddenly in an uproar. They didn't expect that Zhang Huaming was really arrogant and tough enough to dare to boast so much in front of the divine envoys on the territory of the South China Sea Temple. Didn't he know that once the guards of the temple branch were stationed at the South Point?

Come here, even if he has the strength of a seventh-level warrior, will he still be able to escape death?

"Who are you?" The furious Li Mingchang suddenly withdrew his angry face, stared at Zhang Huaming for a long time, and said in a deep voice. As a direct disciple of the master of the Nanhai Temple, he is also a master with the strength of a seventh-level warrior.

He could see that Zhang Huaming did have a certain degree of strength, but he didn't believe that the so-called master of random fists and death could not defeat a mere dwarf with thousands of guards in the South Point. Just look at Zhang Huaming's fearless performance.

He seemed to be relying on something, and Li Mingchang was a little unclear about Zhang Huaming's background.

"My first name is Zhang Huaming, and my nickname is Dad. If you want, you might as well call me by my nickname." Zhang Huaming clapped his hands lightly, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Li Mingchang calmly and said lightly, and then seemed to remember
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