Chapter 86

Seeing that Zhang Heng once again accurately judged the victory or defeat of both sides, and calculated the end time of the duel at the same time.

They looked at Zhang Heng. In an instant, they were as strange as seeing a ghost.

Zhang Heng looked at this, but he was too lazy to explain. After all, according to his previous life experience, showing a moderate sense of mystery to the people around him can save him a lot of trouble.

Moreover, the matter about "potential" cannot be exposed now. Otherwise, even if Zhang Heng is not a demon family, he may be caught by chakra martial artists who have not yet tempered "potential" and do slice research.

Maybe some guys who are delirious and heavy taste will use it as Tang Monk's meat to refine pills. After they become pills, they may eat it in one bite.

Under the leadership of ah Lian, Zhang Heng and elder martial brother Liang only spent a blink of an eye and have already signed up.

Then, led by a Lian, the three came to a hall on the first floor of natural selection building.

Here, Zhang Heng once again saw the group of people with numb complexion, simple and practical clothes and strong yuan soldiers.

He finally understood why he didn't see people like them on the semi-circular seat.

It turned out that they didn't belong there at all. They didn't come to the natural selection building for laughing, chatting and watching plays with friends.

They come to the natural selection building because they need spiritual resources. They want to refine their fighter skills. They want to be famous all over the world.

They are not people sitting under the stage, they are people standing on the stage.

Some of these people sat on the seats around the round table in the living room and talked with others calmly.

Someone leaned silently against the shadow of the corner, just like a vulture watching its prey, and silently observed everyone in the hall.

Some people sit cross legged on the ground, practice their own skills as if there were no one else, and turn a blind eye to everything around them.

However, there are also some people who are slightly uneasy, sitting or lying. The expression on their face makes people know at a glance that they must have come here for the first time and participated in the natural selection building for the first time.

Others are looking for the person who is about to duel with themselves according to the nameplate in front of them.

Everyone here, after successful registration, will be hung with a nameplate on his chest. There is nothing else on the nameplate, only his name.

Zhang Heng is no exception.

At the door of the hall, senior brother a Lian and Liang Peng have separated from Zhang Heng.

This is the rest room for duels. Non duels cannot enter, and ah Lian is no exception.

A Liang and Liang Peng must have returned to the semi ring square at this time, waiting in front of Zhang Heng's counter, waiting for Zhang Heng to come on stage.

Zhang Heng thought about things in his heart and walked to an empty seat in front of a round table.

Just as he was about to get to his seat, a man suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way forward.

This is a thin middle-aged man. The middle-aged man has a sallow complexion, high cheekbones and funny eight character eyebrows. What's more funny is that the beard on his upper lip is also repaired as if it were her eyebrows.

At this time, the middle-aged man was standing in front of him with a general yuan soldier's long knife in his arms.

Although the other party tried to pretend to be domineering, Zhang Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw the other party: "do we know each other?"

Zhang Heng asked the middle-aged man who suddenly blocked his way, with an indifferent tone.

The middle-aged man raised his short eyebrows funny on his right, and then said in a sharp voice, "you don't know me, but I know you."

"Because just now, someone robbed me of the position of the duel I was about to start."

"That person is you."

Zhang Heng couldn't help feeling when he heard this. As expected, someone in the court was good at being an official. No wonder he felt that his duel arrangement was so fast. It turned out to be a substitute for others.

Zhang Heng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, then smiled strangely, and then said, "originally, I should apologize for taking your position."

"But..."

"But what?" the thought frowned at Zhang Heng and said unhappily.

"But I think you should thank me now." Zhang Heng looked at the middle-aged man with a positive face and said solemnly.

"Thank you? Why? You took my duel position and asked me to thank you? Young man, are you crazy?"

While talking, the angry middle-aged palm waved to Zhang Heng. It seems that an unreasonable parent wants to teach young people a lesson.

But his palm was just half waved, and he suddenly took it back.

Because just now, he suddenly found that when such a young man called Zhang Heng suddenly made a move, he suddenly stretched out one of his fingers and waited for the palm of the middle-aged man to come back.

The palm of the middle-aged man was caught off guard and hit the boy's finger. Suddenly, his palm seemed to be stabbed by a sharp blade, which hurt his heart in an instant.

When he looked down, he found that the palm of his right hand had nothing to do and had not been hurt at all.

At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly heard Zhang Heng stretch out his hand, pointed to a man near the round table and said, "if you win the next game, the next opponent should be the son of Xie Wu Xie?"

The middle-aged man followed Zhang Heng's guidance.

Then he saw a young man holding his cheek in one hand and looking at his other hand.

There was nothing in the other hand of the young man.

The middle-aged people only see the five fingers of the other hand of the youth, which are rapidly changing all kinds of unimaginable forms.

Every form changed by this hand seems to have an invisible deterrent force, which makes people easily dare not watch carefully, and subconsciously ignore the strange behavior of young people.

When the middle-aged man saw the name on the nameplate on the young man's chest and a strange scar on the young man's face, he immediately determined that the young man was the opponent he might encounter next.

The reason why it is possible is that only when he and the scar faced youth beat their opponents in the first duel, the two will meet in the second game.

What puzzled him was that he had clearly decided to observe each other carefully before the war, hoping to learn more about each other, but somehow he suddenly forgot his decision.

So when he heard Zhang Heng's question, he couldn't help looking at Zhang Heng and said, "it's just possible. Moreover, even if we meet, I'll tell him who is the real winner."

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "yes, that's right. If your opponent is him, you should thank me."

"Because maybe I've saved your life."

The middle-aged man guessed something, but he didn't fully understand: "you saved my life? Why?"

Zhang Heng looked at the middle-aged man, smiled, pointed to the Scarface youth not far away, and said, "because if you go to the battle platform, you will lose. If you accidentally annoy brother Xie, he may only need one move to kill you."

Then Zhang Heng said with a smile: "looking at your words and deeds, I think the probability that you annoy him is as high as 99%

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, the middle-aged man was surprisingly silent. After a moment of silence, he suddenly hugged Zhang Heng slightly, then turned around without looking back and left the duel hall directly.

Just because of Zhang Heng's words, he actually gave up the subsequent duel directly.

Seeing the other party leave, Zhang Heng didn't care and continued to walk towards the round table in front.

Finally, I came to the round table and sat in the last empty seat of the round table.

Coincidentally, sitting next to the vacant seat is scar faced youth Xie Wu.

Seeing Zhang Heng sit down, the scarred young man can't help sitting up straight. He looks at Zhang Heng sideways. After staring at him for a moment, young Xie Wu says, "you say I only need one move to kill him easily, but you dare to take his place and fight me. It's interesting. It's obvious!"

While talking, a jar of wine and two sea bowls appeared on the table in front of Xie Wu.

Xie Wu stretched out his hand and opened the wine jar. Gudu gudu gave himself a bowl of wine, then poured another bowl and pushed it to Zhang Heng.

Without waiting for Zhang Heng to speak, he had directly picked up his bowl of wine, drank it up and put the empty bowl on the table. Then he looked at Zhang Heng and said, "you know I'm dangerous. You dare to fight me, which shows that you are very confident in yourself."

"Now I tell you, I didn't do anything in your bowl of wine. I just appreciated you, so I invited you to drink. Do you believe me?"

Zhang Heng smiled at each other and then said, "I don't believe it, but I drank this bowl of wine."

While talking, Zhang Heng had not hesitated to pick up the bowl of wine, then sent it to his mouth and drank it up.

Zhang Heng knew that the other party did not toast him because he appreciated himself.

By observing your opponent drinking a bowl of wine, you can see many things and get a lot of information from your opponent.

But Zhang Heng doesn't care if he is seen through by the other party.

Because they have "potential", they must have much more information about the other party than the other party.

He is not afraid of being spied on.

Seeing Zhang Heng drink up the wine, Xie Wu took a deep look at Zhang Heng again, and then with a move of his right hand, a wine jar and two sea bowls on the round table disappeared without a trace.

Then Xie Wu said to himself, "there are fewer and fewer interesting people in this world. You are the only interesting person I see today."

"In the next duel, if you lose, you don't have to worry, because I'm not going to kill you."

Next, the other party returned to the state before Zhang Heng came, holding his cheek in one hand and looking at his other hand, while his other hand was constantly changing wonderful gestures.

Every gesture made by fingers on that hand seems to contain surging power.

Zhang Heng listened to the other party's words, smiled and said, "thank you for not killing brother Xie. Since brother Xie has a good life, I Zhang Heng also promised again that in the next duel, if I win you, I won't kill you. In the next game, you can let go of your hands and feet according to law and compete with me."