Chapter 103

The little fat man in front is like an upgraded version of senior brother Liang Peng. His muscles are more developed, his limbs are stronger, and his round face and thick neck give people a strange feeling of muscle Qiu knot.

This man's grade is a little higher than that of senior brother Liang Peng. He is already in his twenties.

The young man, the size of a pair of ox eyes and bronze bells, always protrudes in his eyes and stares at people, which makes Zhang Heng feel that he is not a living man staring at himself, but a guy who died unjustly.

The young man held one or two copper hammers in his hands. The copper hammers were ancient copper and carved with various textures. It seemed that they had a heavy sense of historical vicissitudes. More importantly, each of these two copper hammers is as big as a watermelon and looks like a peeled orange. Just listen to the wind when young people dance their hands, you can know that these two copper hammers must be solid guys.

When Zhang Heng saw this, he couldn't help but see his frown.

Zhang Heng felt that even if he had the strong physique of the demon clan, he would never want to be used to show his unique skills and give a hard blow to any part of his body.

Now, Zhang Heng sees that the young fat man in front of him is playing with his two copper hammers between his hands like playing with an embroidery needle. The two copper hammers are flying and rotating like a butterfly through flowers between the ten huge fingers of the young muscular fat man. They can't see their true colors, Only two dark golden shadows remained.

When the young man saw Zhang Heng staring at him, he immediately looked at Zhang Heng with a pair of bull eyes protruding from his eyes. The copper hammer in his hand kept twisting the muscles in the corners of his mouth. He pulled a very embarrassing smile and said, "you admit defeat."

"I've seen your game. You won an overwhelming victory in the third game of the black iron brave duel. In the first two games, you played very anxiously, and you would lose if you were careless."

"It's lucky that you can get to the fourth round."

"I'm different. My three rounds of black iron brave duel, each round is to crush the opponent. Every time, as long as I hit, I'll beat the opponent."

"If you admit defeat now, you can also avoid the pain of fracture and hematemesis. What do you think?"

After listening to the young man's words, the white haired and elegant old man couldn't help looking at the young man with a strange face. His strange look made people feel that he was clearly worried about the future of the young man before dignity.

Zhang Heng smiled at the young man's words, touched his nose and said, "really? That means you didn't kill your opponent?"

After hearing Zhang Heng's words, the young man couldn't help showing a look of contempt on his face and disdained: "are you sick in your brain? I'm not a pervert murderer. It's good to knock them unconscious with a hammer. Why do I have to kill them?"

Zhang Heng nodded slightly, his right eye blinked slightly, and then said, "yes, that's good, I understand."

Then don't say what it is? Where is it? After understanding what, Zhang Heng left a young muscular fat man with a circle on his face. Then he turned around and looked at the elegant old man with white hair and said, "Hey, have you finished the play? I still have a lot of duels to play tonight. The time is very tight. If you're tired of watching it, let's announce the beginning of the duel."

The white haired and elegant old man was watching the conversation with interest. After listening to Zhang Heng's words, he didn't have an embarrassing dry smile to hide the past.

Fortunately, his old family was old and thick skinned. He was not afraid of the sarcasm of the young people. He immediately put the gossip on his face behind his head, changed a solemn and solemn expression, stepped forward, stood in the center of Zhang Heng and the young people, and was making a speech in front of the semi ring square under the stage. Everyone said loudly: "the fourth round of black iron brave duel begins."

Then he looked at the black overlord gun in Zhang Heng's hand with fear, and glanced at the bronze watermelon sized yuan soldier copper hammer in the young man's hand. Then he quickly pushed it to the edge of the fighting platform, put it on the dinner plate specially set for him, sat down quickly, and changed his face into an expression full of gossip.

This time, the young men and girls who had watched Zhang Heng and the young people fight each other before were sitting around the stage.

The two teams are young and vigorous. Zhang Heng and the young people on the stage have not made a move, and the two teams under the stage have been quarrelling.

If it were not for the deep background and great rules of the natural selection building, no one would be allowed to fight privately outside the fighting platform, otherwise the natural selection building would have the right to expel the two sides of the private fight from the natural selection building. I'm afraid the young girls present in the semi ring square may have become a pot of porridge now.

However, the people became more and more boisterous, and the more and more fierce and blood boiling quarrel did not last long, because soon, on the battle platform, the duel between Zhang Heng and the young people began. The duel between the two immediately attracted everyone's attention, and no one could waste half a word with another team.

Everyone's eyes focused on Zhang Heng and his opponents.

Seeing that Zhang Heng directly ignored himself, the young man turned his head and let the white haired and elegant old man directly announce the start of the game.

This obviously doesn't give a man face!

When the young man looked at Zhang Heng, his eyes suddenly became more prominent, which made Zhang Heng worry. The young man was working harder. His eye memories accidentally jumped out of his eyes. The young man's eyes finally didn't meet Zhang Heng's wishes, but gradually appeared a little blood color. The young man stared at a pair of blood colored ox eyes and said fiercely: "you dare to ignore me. I was going to break two or three of your ribs. Now I've changed my mind. I'll break at least twelve or three of your ribs to let you know the price of underestimate me."

"You wait, you only need a hammer, I only need a hammer, you will spit blood on the spot and fall to the ground!"

While talking, the young man's left-hand copper hammer did not move, holding the right-hand copper hammer, his right leg lunged forward, his waist bent slightly, and his right leg suddenly stepped on the ground. There was a dull hum, leaving only a footprint in place. The young man's body, which seemed too muscular to speak, had been shot out between his fingers and appeared in front of Zhang Heng ten feet away.

No one expected that the speed of young people would be so fast!

Originally, when everyone saw his fat body with over developed muscles and the two copper hammers with the size of watermelon waving in his hands, they thought that the young man was just a simple power terrorist.

No one guessed from any clues that the young man's speed would be so unexpected and terrible in addition to being a powerful brave man.

Even the white haired elegant old man was stunned for a moment, because he had investigated all the previous duels after the young man came to the natural selection building. The young man participated in four duels since the first game, each of which was to crush his opponent with absolute strength. He never showed any talent in speed.

Many people often have the illusion that a brave man of strength is usually a guy with upright character, short temper, no cover up and no tricks.

What the white haired and elegant old man didn't expect was that the young muscular fat man actually set an unexpected trap for his opponent by using people's thinking pattern.

He must have seen Zhang Heng's Duel before, and concluded that Zhang Heng was not a brave man who could be easily defeated, so he immediately decided that in this duel with Zhang Heng, there was no Zhang Heng and everyone, first left an image of recklessness and uprightness, and then took advantage of his lightness and unique skill at an unexpected moment, Suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Heng.

Finally, before Zhang Heng reacts, he will win or lose with a hammer and get rid of Zhang Heng, a difficult opponent.

Now, he has appeared in front of Zhang Heng, and then suddenly waved the copper hammer in his hand and shot it down towards Zhang Heng's chest.

The big copper hammer of watermelon is filled with dark golden vitality. The vitality contained in the copper hammer has reached the extreme of saturation.

The young man's hammer was enough to crack a stone mountain one person high.

If this punch is hammered on Zhang Heng's chest, Zhang Heng will never feel good. It is absolutely possible to break twelve or three ribs.

But at this time, the young man suddenly saw that there was a slight change in the expression on Zhang Heng's surprised face. The corner of Zhang Heng's left mouth suddenly glanced slightly, showing a slightly undetectable smile.

Next, at the moment when the young man didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Heng's expression, he saw that Zhan Heng's left hand was low, and Zhang Heng held the dark overlord gun in his left hand and randomly pointed to the ground under his feet.

At this time, I don't know when the overlord gun in Zhang Heng's left hand has been stabbed straight. The deep dark green front points straight to the bronze hammer hammered down by himself.

With a clank, the blade of the overlord gun collided with the bronze hammer. The two reinforcements were only slightly deadlocked, and then the copper hammer began to move at a high speed again.

This time, the speed of the copper hammer was even faster and faster than that just now.

However, this time, the target of the copper hammer attack was not Zhang Heng's chest, but reversed the direction under the impact of the overlord gun. With a more terrible and rapid momentum, it hit the young man's muscular chest.

Seeing this incredible scene, the young man couldn't help taking back another copper hammer and grasping the handle of the right hammer with both hands, trying to resist the surging force from Zhang Heng's overlord gun.

However, only listening to the two clicks, the young man's arms not only failed to resist the giant force from Zhang Heng's overlord gun, but broke instantly under the giant force reaction.

Seeing this scene, he felt the sharp pain from his hands. On the young man's muscular face, his face had become distorted and lighter. He looked at his own yuan soldier copper hammer running towards him incredibly. His eyes were angry and blood was everywhere. He opened his mouth in surprise, and his lips trembled and said a short sentence: "it's impossible!"

But the young man's voice did not fall. Under the impact of Zhang Heng's overlord gun, the young man's copper hammer had instantly hit the young man's chest. Knock a small piece of the young man's chest down.

With this blow sounded at the same time, there was another winning streak like popcorn.

Without a crisp sound, it means that a rib in the young man's chest was broken under the pressure of his own yuan soldier copper hammer.

Such a crisp sound sounded a total of 12 or 13 times, because the explosion almost ended between the performances. No one can count it clearly, and no one is willing to count it.