Chapter 102

Zhang Heng was speechless: "what about the reward of Yiqi pill."

Xie Wu's face showed a confident smile of contempt for everything: "although my family is a little down now, there are still tens of thousands of bottles of Qi tonic pills for my practice. Don't worry about this."

Can you provide tens of thousands of bottles of Yiqi pill?

It turned out that he was an invisible local tyrant. Fortunately, he was worried about others.

Zhang Heng secretly tucked himself in the heart, nodded silently, and make complaints about the sudden departure of Xie Wu.

At the same time, Zhang Heng also secretly made up his mind that he must fight enough 20 games tonight and at least become a bronze brave man.

Zhang Heng told himself: "I'm not stimulated by local tyrant Xie Wu. I'm suddenly bursting with self-confidence and want to challenge myself."

"My brother's decision is not to get more rewards for Yiqi pill!"

The third duel begins.

Zhang Heng's opponent is a young man with double knives.

With the blessing of "potential", Zhang Heng felt the total strength of the other party's body with the help of the five senses, and couldn't help shaking his head.

When the young man saw it, he immediately frowned and stared at Zhang Heng and said, "what do you mean? Why do you shake your head?"

Zhang Heng listened to each other's questions, immediately felt embarrassed, touched his nose, opened his mouth and replied, "I think you won't like my answer."

"But since you asked, I'm so honest that I can't lie to you."

"I just shook my head because I don't think you are my opponent. More accurately, you are not my enemy."

"I don't need to run my unique skills. I can beat you with one move."

"Are you satisfied with my answer?"

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, the young man did not feel unhappy before. He was just very afraid. He looked at the young man in front of him who was younger than himself and the dark and powerful overlord gun in Zhang Heng's left hand.

Then the young man saw Zhang Heng's right hand. Zhang Heng's right hand hung low and motionless. He couldn't help but brighten his eyes. Then he opened his mouth and asked, "what's the matter with your right hand? Was it hurt in the last duel?"

After hearing this, Zhang Heng didn't bother to hide. He answered realistically, "yes, he was injured in the last battle. Up to now, he can't exert himself."

When the young man heard this, he gently picked his eyebrows and slowly showed a relaxed look on his face. Then he joked and said, "so you were bluffing before?"

"Do you think I will be frightened by a man who has lost one hand? Do you think I will be defeated by a man who can only fight with one hand?"

Zhang Heng looked sideways at the young man in front of him. He felt that his answer just now seemed to make the other party misunderstand something. However, it doesn't matter. Anyway, Zhang Heng is not ready to make friends with each other. If you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

Zhang Heng looked at the eager young man in front of him and said, "can I beat you with one hand and try?"

The young man listened to the look on his face and became more arrogant and slow. He opened his mouth to Zhang Heng and said, "yes, we will know who wins and who loses in the first war."

"Oh, by the way, on the fighting platform, I can only do my best, so don't blame me for poisoning you, a disabled person."

After that, the young man looked up and laughed, as if he had won the next game.

Zhang Heng was too lazy to pay attention to each other. He looked sideways at the white haired and elegant old man standing next to them and asked, "can the duel begin? Someone remembers to die. I want to help him quickly."

The old man with white hair looked at the young man, and the young man nodded without hesitation.

So the white haired and elegant old man announced that the third round of duel between the black iron brave began now.

The young man looked at Zhang Heng in front of him and continued to provoke him: "young man, I will let you know what regret is. Now, come and die!"

For the young man's provocation, Zhang Heng only answered a good word. The good word was exported, and the overlord gun in Zhang Heng's hand was shot almost at the same time.

The surging yuan force poured into the overlord gun. In the roar of the dragon, the overlord gun was like a black dragon, flapping its teeth and claws towards the young man opposite.

When the dark blade of the overlord gun came to the young man, half of the young man's double knives had just been pulled out of the scabbard.

The young man's face was also full of incredible surprise.

He never thought that a brave person in the realm of refining Qi could make such a quick move. He never thought that a brave person in the realm of refining Qi could bring such a great pressure to himself without a unique attack.

The young man thought of electricity, but the thought in his heart stopped at this moment.

Because at that moment, Zhang Heng's overlord gun had fallen on the young man.

This time, Zhang Heng didn't even use his overlord gun to attack each other.

He just shot out the barrel of his overlord gun.

With a click, the young man's right forearm had been broken. The more powerful and domineering impact force is transmitted into the young man's body through his right arm.

Young people's bodies are like being hit by meteorites falling from the sky.

With a bang, his whole body was oppressed by Zhang Heng's overlord gun and hit the ground of the fighting platform.

The great power of surging oppressed the young man's body, making half of his body fall directly into the ground of the battle platform.

The young man didn't even have time to say a word or resist a move, so he was directly shot by Zhang Heng and smashed into the ground of the fighting platform.

On the semi ring square, when everyone here saw such a clean and domineering blow, they immediately saw people's blood boiling and shouted Zhang Heng's name.

In the crowd's boiling and shouting, Zhang Heng looked down at the young man with half his head on the ground, and then looked at the other party's right arm, which was discounted by his shot. A strange look appeared at the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth: "now, everyone is the same. Your right arm is also disabled."

The ninth floor of natural selection building is the main study.

Landlord Xiao looked at his right arm ah Lian: "is Zhang Heng so powerful? It's just a move. He didn't even use his unique skills, so he directly defeated his opponent."

"Then you said whether he meant it or not. People said that his right hand was disabled. When he shot, he directly broke his right arm into a fracture. He was a man, haggard and stingy."

Speaking of this, Lord Xiao couldn't help turning his eyes.

"This..." ah Lian didn't know how to answer Xiao's question for a moment. Then she thought a little before she began to solemnly answer: "The strength of the young man is the combat power level of the mainstream first-class black iron brave. The combat power of the two men who fought with Zhang Heng before is definitely more than the level of the first-class black iron brave, or even more than the level of the first-class bronze brave. The combat power of the two men has at least reached the level of the first-class silver brave."

"Even Xie Wu, if he doesn't leave, may have the strength to promote to the first-class gold brave."

"Zhang Heng, who was able to defeat the two men, used his fighting power to crush the one-piece black iron brave all the way in the next duel. His strength was to crush the one-piece black iron brave."

Speaking of this, ah Lian suddenly smiled and then said, "as for saying that he haggles over every ounce, I think it's OK to haggle over every ounce. Good for good and straight for bad. This is the most normal code of conduct."

"Since the other party spoke wildly and abused Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng deserved to punish him."

"What's more, after being humiliated by others, I'm afraid he's already killed. In the next duel, it's normal to directly hurt the killer and kill the young man. Zhang Heng just knocked the other party out, which shows that he's not a simple cruel murderer."

After listening to ah Lian's words, landlord Xiao didn't complain any more. Instead, he said to himself, "that's right. He is going to be a first-class gatekeeper. If he participates in the lowest level black iron brave duel, he must fight hard to finally fight the monk's opponent. What qualifications does he have to become a first-class gatekeeper in my natural choice building?"

First grade black iron fighting platform.

The white haired and elegant old man silently counted nine numbers in his heart. After confirming that the young people whose bodies were hit into the ground in this series could not wake up for a while and a half, he finally looked strangely at Zhang Heng next to him and waved to the audience.

Then, two chores came up under the stage. One pushed the young man away with one leg like a sack and went to treat the injury. The other stayed and looked down at the hole hit by the young man on the ground. After looking at it for a moment, he shook his head slightly towards the elegant old man of Bafa, indicating that the damage scene would be a failure. It can't be repaired for the time being.

Then, after doing some temporary treatment on the ground of the forced block, he turned and left.

At the same time, the white haired old man has also stood in the central position of the fighting platform and announced the victory of the game, that is, young Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng listened to the elegant old man's words, smiled at the audience, nodded his head, and then turned to leave.

Even if he left, Zhang Heng could still hear the cheers and screams of his name from behind.

This feeling, Tang zhangheng couldn't help but ring out, those star artists on the stage in previous lives.

At the thought of this, Zhang Heng shook his head immediately: "no, no, I'm not laughing, laughing or performing. I'm honing my accomplishments. The response of everyone under the stage is also a kind of honing for myself. Young Zhang Heng, you should stick to your original heart and don't be cheered. Tao Tao doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth."

In the fourth duel, Zhang Heng had to change a fighting platform because the previous fighting platform was seriously broken.

This time, Zhang Heng's opponent is a little fat man similar to senior brother Liang Peng.