Seeing this, Xiong Xuanwu took a step forward and said: "Commander Zou, martial arts has its own rules. My master does not accept your challenge. Please come back!"
He knew that it was not convenient for Jiang Zhenhai to stand up and say this, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
After saying that, Xiong Xuanwu looked at Yang Guangming and said sternly: "Yang Guangming, you are the special envoy of the Federation. Are you, the so-called special envoy, collaborating with outsiders to come and destroy the Tianwu Association?"
"hehe!"
Yang Guangming sneered indifferently: "This is the personal grudge between Commander Zou and you. Of course I have nothing to do with it. Moreover, the purpose of our Tianwu Association is to have capable people. If President Jiang can't even control his own situation, I will
There is no need to assume the position of president."
Yang Guangming is very confident. First of all, he is from Huang Wuji's faction, so he is naturally dissatisfied with Jiang Zhenhai's position. Furthermore, although Huang Wuji is dead, his father Huang Yinlong is said to have broken through to the heaven level, and there is a local power like Meng Tianlang.
The support allowed their faction to gain the upper hand in the General Assembly.
Therefore, his purpose is very clear, which is to unite with Meng Tianlang to bring down Jiang Zhenhai under the banner of revenge for Huang Wuji, and then support one of his own to take over.
At this time, Zou Shihu was a little impatient, and he snorted coldly, "Jiang Zhenhai, since you are so determined to be a coward, I wonder if you will still sit down now that I have taken off the plaque of your Tianwu Association.
Stay here!"
After saying that, Zou Shihu stamped his foot on the ground again, jumped up suddenly, and headed straight towards the Tianwu Association plaque above the gate.
Take off the plaque?
Xiong Xuanwu was the first to react. He also jumped up and swung out his right fist in an attempt to stop Zou Liger, but the gap between the two was too big. Zou Lihu didn't even look at Xiong Xuanwu and just kept speaking.
Let out a burst of true energy.
The true energy instantly shot straight towards Xiong Xuanwu's head like a shuttle breaking through the waves.
Xiong Xuanwu felt a chill in his heart and had to retreat, but it was still a step too late. Although Zou Shihu's true energy could not hit his head, it penetrated his shoulders with great force.
Not losing a single sniper rifle bullet.
Although Xiong Xuanwu's attempt to stop him was not successful, it bought Jiang Zhenhai some time. In an instant, Jiang Zhenhai performed the Divine Ghost Step, and suddenly shuttled in front of Zou Shihu, followed by a punch.
"Haha, good time!" Zou Shihu sneered disdainfully. He had long been prepared for Jiang Zhenhai's move.
It can also be said that he did all this to force Jiang Zhenhai to take action.
I saw Zou Liger clenching his hand into a hammer, raising it to his heart at an incredible speed, and then suddenly rushed forward. In just a few inches, the force exploded, creating the effect of rolling thunder.
Before the fists of the two collided, Zou Shihu's fierce killing intent and fierce fisting wind made Jiang Zhenhai's hair stand on end.
Jiang Zhenhai frowned, even though he knew he was defeated by Zou Lihu, he still had to fight Zou Lihu for this punch.
Because among all martial arts sects, the plaque is equivalent to the military flag of the war department. If the plaques are taken away, I am afraid that he will no longer have any credibility in the future, so he would rather die than let Zou Shihu succeed.
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"Boom!" The sound was like the sound of two fast-moving large trucks colliding head-on.
As soon as the two fists struck each other, Jiang Zhenhai immediately felt the meridians throughout his body vibrate, the energy and blood in his Dantian surging, and his body was knocked to the ground by Zou Shihu's punch.
"Pfft!" Jiang Zhenhai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Although his cultivation level had reached half a level, he didn't expect that the gap between him and the real level was so big.
The reason for Jiang Zhenhai's defeat was not only his cultivation level, but also the age gap between the two. As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. Jiang Zhenhai was already in his seventies, while Zou Shihu was in his early forties and was in his prime.
Naturally, his spirit is far superior to Jiang Zhenhai's.
"Master!"
"President Jiang!"
Seeing Jiang Zhenhai being shot down, Cao Zhuque and other Jincheng disciples all screamed anxiously.
However, Cui Taiyin and others sneered. It seemed that they had guessed correctly. Today was the day Jiang Zhenhai died.
Yang Guangming had a joking smile on his lips, feeling very proud of himself. Jiang Zhenhai was nothing more than that! Huang Wuji had not been able to get rid of this powerful enemy for many years, and he could send him back to the west with just a little trick.
After Zou Shihu landed, he didn't give Jiang Zhenhai time to adjust his breath. He shouted loudly and punched Jiang Zhenhai again.
He also had a thorough understanding of Jiang Zhenhai's strength. In Zou Shihu's view, the opponent would definitely die under his hands if he did not make three moves.
Zou Shihu's figure was so fast that Jiang Zhenhai felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and the air-piercing wind of the fist hit him in the chest.
Feeling Zou Shihu's heart-rending punch, everyone onlookers also took a few steps back.
The former Zhongzhou disciples who fell behind began to whisper among themselves.
"Oh my god! The reputation of an Earth-level warrior is indeed well-deserved! I think President Jiang is in danger this time."
"Who says it's not? But it's none of our business. Anyway, no matter how the higher-ups change, we are still just disciples. No matter who sits in that position, it will be the same."
The conversation of these people was naturally heard by the disciples from Jincheng, but even though they were very angry at the moment, they had no time to care. They knew that if Jiang Zhenhai fell, their future would be over.
Let's talk about Jiang Zhenhai. Faced with Zou Shihu's powerful blow, he was naturally not sure of receiving it. His legs muscles bulged, and at the same time he ducked and moved four or five inches to the left.
He was far away and dodged Zou Shihu's chest punch.
However, Zou Shihu seemed to have predicted Jiang Zhenhai's movements. The moment Jiang Zhenhai ducked, he suddenly moved forward and stepped hard on the ground.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and the huge force was transmitted to the ground through his footsteps, and the entire venue seemed to tremble.
At the same time, Zou Shihu's hands were not idle. The straight punch he had just made was like a palm, directed towards Jiang Zhenhai's neck, but the other hand was clenched into a hammer, blocking Jiang Zhenhai's escape route.
The punches echoed each other, and the coordination was perfect.
Seeing this scene, both Xiong Xuanwu and Cao Zhuque were horrified. They didn't expect that an Earth-level warrior could be so strong. Even a half-level Earth-level warrior like their master could only be easily crushed by him.
Jiang Zhenhai was also in a dilemma at this time. Whether it was Zou Shihu's palm or punch, it was a great threat to him. After thinking for a short time, Jiang Zhenhai used enough energy to lower his head and turn away.
"Brush!" Zou Lihu's cutting palm sliced past his ear, directly cutting off a large chunk of Jiang Zhenhai's hair, but Zou Lihu's hammer fist Jiang Zhenhai could no longer dodge.
With a bang, Jiang Zhenhai's body-protecting energy was instantly broken by Zou Shihu's hammer fist, and finally it hit Jiang Zhenhai's waist.
This powerful and heavy punch knocked Jiang Zhenhai backwards for more than ten meters. Jiang Zhenhai finally stopped and his mouth and nose were bleeding, and a punch mark the size of a bowl was made on his waist.
Zou Shihu snorted and put away his fist. He thought that there was no need to strike again. Jiang Zhenhai would not survive today after being hit by his own punch.