Chen Jie, who had his heavy legs swept away, forced the blood that he almost vomited back, and hurriedly stepped back without thinking too much.

The strength of Xiaocheng warrior is indeed not comparable to that of Mingjin’s entry-level! Chen Jie was very fast and jumped to avoid Zhang Yang’s final punch.

"boom!"

Zhang Yang punched the air with one punch, leaving a deep pit on the hard ring!

Chen Jie showed cold sweat on his face. If he hit him with this punch, he would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Zhang Yang looked at the other party avoiding his blow and smiled coldly.

Chen Jie's deep footprints were left under the ring, and Chen Jie, who had retreated to the edge of the ring, breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yang, who was seriously injured, had such power, was really puzzling!

Seeing that he was no match for Zhang Yang, Chen Jie adopted guerrilla tactics, but he didn't believe that Zhang Yang's injury would have no effect at all! As long as time delayed, he believed that he would still win in the end.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was neither happy nor sad, and ten seconds were not long, but the competition for Mingjin strong men was not short.

Seeing Chen Jie keep fighting beside him, Zhang Yang's iron fist swept away again, and the entire arena began to shake!

Chen Jie was shocked. Seeing the fist swaying towards him, he was about to dodge, but found that Zhang Yang's aura had imprisoned his retreat!

Zhang Yang smiled, his strength increased three times, but his pressure also increased several times. Although he could not cause harm to Mingjin Xiaocheng's strong man, it was easy to block the retreat around him, unless Chen Jie ignored his enemies and forced himself to break free!

Seeing that he was about to die under Zhang Yang's iron fist, Chen Jie was shocked! He deserved to be a strong man from Ming Jin Xiaocheng. Seeing that he could not avoid him, Chen Jie suddenly folded his chest and prepared to resist Zhang Yang's punch. Even if his hands were ruined, he was famous for his feet and had a chance to turn the tables at that time!

How could Zhang Yang not understand the other party’s thoughts? He sneered in his heart. His three times his strength and the bonus of boxing gloves made him unable to survive even if he was punched by an average great warrior. It was ridiculous that a warrior who had not yet reached the peak of his small success actually wanted to take it in a delusion!

"Boom!"

The ring was dismembered as Zhang Yang's fist storm, and Zhang Yang's pressure suddenly vented!

Chen Jie was overjoyed. It was a road ahead! Just when Zhang Yang's fist storm came, he found that he underestimated Zhang Yang's strength. He was about to close his eyes and wait for death. He didn't expect that the extremely strong arena would collapse. He didn't dare to think too much, so he hurriedly retreated!

Thinking that he was not Zhang Yang's opponent, and that Zhang Yang's subordinates had no living people, Chen Jie was about to shout for admit defeat!

Chen Jie was stunned as soon as he looked up, his long leg broke through the air and fell straight to his head!

With a "click", Chen Jie burst into brain and fell to the ground and died!

Zhang Yang sneered and said in his heart, "My big whip legs of three times the strength is. If I can't kill you, then you will be the king long ago!"

...

"Senior brother, why do you feel that this kid Zhang Yang is even more terrifying than just now? I'm under a lot of pressure!" Old man Zhang sighed and looked at Wang Zhongshan with some confusion.

The big guys on the stage also looked at Wang Zhongshan, and they were also curious about how Zhang Yang did it.

Wang Zhongshan glared and laughed and scolded, "Look at me, it's useless! I'm not his master!" After thinking about it, Wang Zhongshan continued, "It's just a few possibilities, either he used some special skills to increase his strength in a short period of time, or he had polished his muscles and bones, and Hu Hao did not hurt him hard just now."

"Besides, isn't it better for him to be strong?" Wang Zhongshan said with a smile.

Old Man Zhang muttered dissatisfiedly: "What a f*ck! When I was born, that kid was wearing open-crotch pants! But now? I feel that if I took the kid's punch just now, I'm afraid he would be seriously injured."

Everyone on the stage was amused by Old Man Zhang's words, but they also sighed in their hearts that there are talents in the generation of the country!

...

There was a commotion everywhere in the audience. Zhang Yang, who had just seen the terrible momentum, showed his might again. He killed Ming Jin Xiaocheng's powerful man in a few moves, which was really horrifying!

The few commotional Mingjin Xiaocheng warriors also calmed down, and they were very scared. If they couldn't help but go on stage, they might not end up better than Chen Jie. Only the peak warrior of Xiaocheng who had been sitting still silently.

Zhang Yang looked at the people who were finally shocked by him and breathed a sigh of relief. If there were a few more people, he would really not be able to withstand it.

Although Long Xin Dan can temporarily improve his strength, it is not the right way after all. In just a few seconds, Zhang Yang felt that his meridians could not withstand the surge in internal strength and almost burst. If he did it again, he would probably have no need for the enemy to take action and his meridians would be broken.

Zhang Yang rested for half an hour again, and the meridians that had just swelled and painful were relieved a lot.

When Liu Jun announced the war again, everyone on and outside the field focused on the top of Ming Jin Xiaocheng.

This is the only person today who may break the myth of becoming a king before he was thirty years old. Other Mingjin warriors on the side are also watching him.

"Do you think King Shu is the opponent of King Xueshu?"

"King of the Shui River? Why haven't I heard of this person?" The younger generation was a little puzzled when they heard the words of the senior warrior, but when they thought of Zhang Yang's power, they subconsciously said: "It must be the Blood Slaughter King, who is even more powerful! He didn't see that the little tiger king broke his arm and ran away!"

"Hmph! That's not necessarily the case. Is the blood slaughter king still at its peak until now? King Shu was a veteran strongman as famous as the White Dragon King Liu Jun. Although he has not yet made a breakthrough, he is not comparable to ordinary Mingjin strongmen!"

Listening to the discussions in the audience, Zhang Yang was shocked. The middle-aged man with a little vicissitudes was actually a person as famous as Liu Jun! You must know that Liu Jun has been the king for many years, and even if his strength has not increased over the years, he is not comparable to ordinary people.

Feeling countless gazes gathered, Luo Shishui slowly opened his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Anyone who was swept by his eyes lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. Luo Shishui slowly stood up. Instead of looking at Zhang Yang, his eyes turned to Liu Jun beside him.

"Brother Luo, it's been a long time since we met!" Liu Jun chuckled.

When Luo Shishui heard Liu Jun's words, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly: "Long time no see! The little white dragon of the past is now also the White Dragon King who is famous in the martial arts world. I really miss the rì from that time!" As he said that, his eyes turned to the two middle-aged kings on the rostrum, with vicissitudes of their eyes full of vicissitudes.

Liu Jun sighed without replying.

In those days, except for Li Zhengshan, the younger generation was the only one who was the leader. He and Luo Shishui were all comparable to each other. After several of them fought for more than ten years, only Luo Shishui was unable to be crowned king. It has to be said that it was a pity. It was not that he was not strong, but that too many things happened back then, and Luo Shishui faded out of the world.

"Brother Luo also wants to fight for the throne?" Liu Jun was a little puzzled. Logically, Luo Shishui had never appeared in the world, so why did he fight for the throne as soon as he came? If he really wanted to be the king, he would probably be the king after that incident!

Luo Shishui shook his head gently, looked at Zhang Yang and smiled: "Better than you and me back then! Southern Province is indeed a brilliant person!"

When Zhang Yang heard his words, he was relieved unconsciously. He was under pressure just looking at Luo Shishui. This person was definitely stronger than Hu Hao! If his strength was still at its peak, Zhang Yang would dare to fight, but in his current state, Zhang Yang would be afraid to face him without death!

There was a commotion in the audience. The opponent they had been waiting for for a long time was not here to challenge the throne!

Luo Shishui didn't care about other people's comments and looked at Liu Jun with bright eyes, "I want to fight you!"

Liu Jun was stunned and soon realized that this guy came here specifically to challenge him!

The voices in the audience also quieted down. Liu Jun is a real king, and he is also a king with great strength! Now an unknown guy appears and dares to challenge him. Is he impatient to live? They look at Liu Jun expectantly, will he agree?

Zhang Yang didn't care that he was stealing the limelight by these two people. If the two fought, he would also want to see the true strength of Liu Jun and others. As for whether Luo Shishui would lose easily, Zhang Yang was not very worried. This guy's strength is probably even an ordinary great warrior, and he wouldn't lose easily.
Chapter completed!