Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Isn't that a word to describe a young girl?
Can we be related to this vicious man with a sinister face and be confused with him?
At this time, Wu Niu finally couldn't hold on anymore and was kicked off the stage by the soldier with a sweep of his legs. There was a loud bang and dust suddenly flew up.
There were either disappointed or concerned looks around him. Wu Niu felt that every one of them was as sharp as a knife. He couldn't help but blush. He stood up with all his strength and raised his head to face the increasingly disdainful eyes of the soldiers on the stage. He felt ashamed in his heart.
He was so angry that he felt a sweet sensation in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of hot blood with a loud sound, and then he fell to the ground again, and he fainted from anger.
"They are all trash and vulnerable."
The soldier became more and more proud and challenged himself: "I don't think any of you would dare anymore..." Before he could finish his words, he saw a figure suddenly jump up and appear in front of him.
The soldier was startled for a moment, then looked at it carefully, laughed loudly again, and said sarcastically: "No one is here among the Yellow Turban thieves, and they want an unweaned baby to come up to support them?"
The person who came to power was none other than Wang Zheng.
The original body was only fifteen years old when the soul passed through, and it was not yet crowned at this time, so it is reasonable to say that he was a child.
It's just that Wang Zheng behaved calmly and had superhuman strength after possessing Wang Zheng. This was the first time in several months that someone was scorning him due to his age. He was slightly angry in his heart, but his face didn't show it and he didn't say anything to refute.
He smiled and said, "Would you like to take a break, or..."
Pointing to the other soldiers beside the young man, he suggested: "Suggest someone else?"
"Zhu Zi, you are so bold!"
The soldier was arrogant and arrogant. Although he was young, he had practiced martial arts diligently with his father since he was a child to hone his strength. He was proud of his own martial arts. Although it took a lot of strength to win ten people in a row, he was so proud and didn't care at this time.
After hearing this, I felt that I was being looked down upon and immediately became furious.
He said no more, and rushed forward as soon as he moved his body. His two big palm-like hands rushed towards Wang Zheng:
"Let grandpa teach you how to be a good person!"
Compared with his peers in Qingzhou, Wang Zheng, who is now 1.75 meters tall, can be considered tall, but the soldier is a full head taller than him, and his shoulders are much wider. The weight of both of them is not at the same level. They fell below the stage.
In the eyes of everyone, this was the thrilling scene of an eagle attacking a chick. They immediately screamed in surprise, and even the timid ones couldn't bear it and directly covered their eyes, not daring to look any further.
Only Wu Sheng and a group of teenagers showed concern and worry in their eyes, but more importantly, they were still full of confidence.
However, they saw that Wang Zheng did not dodge, but raised his hands and rushed towards the soldiers, with the intention of competing head-on.
"idiot!"
Standing in a four-arm frame, the soldier laughed ferociously, bulging up all the muscles in his arms and preparing to attack with all his strength from the beginning. He directly overwhelmed Wang Zheng in one breath, but suddenly felt a powerful force coming from him. He was stunned and felt his body collapse.
Suddenly, the whole person flew up in an instant.
"boom!"
As the soldier's buttocks made close contact with the ground, a loud noise was heard, and there was a brief silence on and off the stage.
"good!"
This was the first time that a soldier was knocked to the ground. Wu Sheng and others took the lead in cheering. Although the others also changed from disbelief to excitement, they saw the soldier with a gloomy face stand up again, and finally
I didn’t learn how to celebrate like Wu Sheng and others.
The soldier looked at Wang Zheng again, his expression serious, but his eyes full of confusion.
Although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, he knew very well in the scene just now that he had lost in a pure competition of strength, and... he was crushed in a one-sided manner.
He looked Wang Zheng up and down. This figure...this weight...was obviously different from his own. How could the strength that he was most proud of lose to this skinny monkey? Why was this?
When I first entered Cao's camp without making any achievements, and then lost to an unknown yellow-haired boy, wouldn't it make people look down on me, Dianman?
If you don’t understand it, then don’t think about it!
The chaotic thoughts were swept away, Noriman's eyes were firm again, and his fighting spirit was still high. He must continue to fight even if he doesn't understand. Not only must he fight, but he must not lose!
I saw him giving Wang Zheng a slight nod, then slowly unbuttoning his armor, taking them off one by one, then taking off his Uesugi, exposing his naked half body full of muscles, and then took off his boots and stepped on them with bare feet.
On the cold ground, he immediately stepped back half a step, leaned down in the direction of Wang Zheng and assumed a standard wrestling posture, stretched out his hands, and was ready to go:
"Come again!"
Is this because you don’t have enough strength and need skills to make up for it?
Wang Zheng smiled brightly and found it quite interesting. He also imitated the soldier's movements and leaned down, waving his hand to the soldier:
"Okay, come."
Noriman let out a tiger roar and pounced again. This time he thought twice, and his movements that seemed like he wanted to compete with the opponent again were just a feint. When the four arms touched, he suddenly staggered and quickly moved towards Wang Zheng's.
Grab the shoulder.
Noriman was overjoyed when he felt his hands grasping firmly.
This guy fell into a trap!
With the opponent's joints under control, Norimitsu did not hesitate and immediately used all his strength. Countless earthworm-like veins exploded all over his body. With a tiger's roar, a force powerful enough to tear the beast apart suddenly erupted:
"rise!"
The next moment, looking at his opponent who stood as stunned as a sculpture, all the ecstasy on Noriman's face turned into dullness.
"Not moving?"
Looking down, what came into view was a pair of feet that seemed to be rooted in the ground, motionless.
"Why aren't his feet off the ground yet?"
"Why can't you lift him?"
Noriman was not convinced, didn't believe it, and couldn't even believe it. He gritted his teeth again and continued to exert force. Wang Zheng also remained motionless and allowed it to happen. However, as soon as all the power entered the opponent's body, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.
Under the stalemate, as time passed by, more and more people showed joy under the stage.
When Dianman's face finally showed despair, Wang Zheng suddenly laughed, revealing his bright white teeth.
"You have exerted enough force, but I haven't exerted enough force yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zheng was moved!
He stretched out his arms lightly and stretched out one hand, quickly passed through Dianman's left armpit, directly forming a semicircle and tightly hugging him, and then his five fingers formed claws and swept upwards, directly clasping the opponent's neck bone.
A series of movements, like lightning and flint.
not good!
Noriman had never seen such a technique before, but the warrior's instinct was already on the alert, and he struck back with his right hand violently, just as he was about to break free.
Wang Zheng turned around and turned his back to him. Suddenly, his tongue burst into laughter and he shouted loudly.
"rise!"
In an instant, Noriman felt as if he was swept directly by a huge tornado, being sucked into the air with no resistance at all, and finally being thrown violently.
As soon as he hit the ground, he was hit by severe pain, but before he could scream, he fainted from the huge impact.
When Wang Zheng flew away from the opponent's body, he never looked at him again. He turned directly to the front of the stands, smiled and hugged the audience.
With twenty points of strength, this one-handed over-the-shoulder throw was too much for the opponent to bear!
He has full confidence.
"Big brother is mighty!"
"pretty!"
"Okay! This is my Qingzhou son!"
The winner was decided, and the cheers and cheers of thousands of people were finally unreserved, shaking the sky and the earth.
The huge movement directly shook the entire military camp, and people kept coming from a distance. They seemed to be startled by the movement, and wanted to come over to take a look and join in the fun.