Chapter 362

They did not know that the reason why Zhang Heng closed his eyes was not entirely out of consideration of showing off.

But because people's eyes, even if they are sharp and subtle, when the flying leaves fall from all directions, he can't see the leaves behind him.

Therefore, Zhang Heng can only use his hearing to detect all the sounds around him by putting all the "potential" into his ears.

After all, no matter how sharp the vision is, it is impossible to explore everything around, especially the things behind a person.

But hearing is different. As long as it is sensitive enough, it can not only hear everything happening in front of a person, but also explore everything behind a person, and even everything that can't be seen by obstacles.

Obviously, if you want to receive as many leaves as possible, auditory exploration is a better way than visual exploration.

In order to avoid the influence of other factors on his hearing, Zhang Heng finally chose to close his eyes.

As a result, carelessness added a great crime to his forced career.

Zhang Heng explored everyone's reaction clearly, but he didn't die for it.

Facts speak louder than words. Before they finish the duel, it's futile to say anything. It's all exaggeration and grandstanding. When the dust settles, the truth will tell others who is right.

At this time, Zhang Heng still closed his eyes, but suddenly found the direction of the purple robed man accurately, and said calmly: "you start."

The purple robed man had already seen Zhang Heng unhappy. He had just let him start. Before his voice fell, the purple robed man had shocked his sleeves, and two purple meat palms suddenly burst out of his exaggerated robe sleeves.

The meat palm skipped the air and sent out a harsh scream. Looking at the reality of the two palms, it was no worse than the former chief escort of sun Yaoting, and even won a little.

The next moment, with a loud noise, a pair of purple flesh palms of the purple robed man had penetrated through the more than an inch thick bark of the towering giant tree in front of him, and hit the trunk of the towering giant tree with a clang.

The palms collided with the trunk of the towering tree.

Suddenly, countless branches swayed like hundreds of arms waving to the sky.

The green leaves at the top of the branches sent out the sound of rushing water like a mountain and tsunami, and the people under the shocked tree were numb.

What's more strange is that at the moment of being hit by a pair of flesh palms of the purple robed man, the bark of the originally iron blue towering tree suddenly began to change color rapidly with the blood-colored flesh palms of the purple robed man as the center.

In the twinkling of an eye, the whole trunk had turned blood red like the hands of the purple robed man.

Even all the branches and leaves of the whole towering tree were drowned by a bloody tide, and in the blink of an eye, they all turned into a strange Yan red.

This brilliant red is different from the charming red after many leaves mature naturally. On the contrary, it naturally takes an unnamed strange smell and strange death.

Although the people saw the surface changes of the towering tree, they only vaguely felt the increasingly strong smell of death on the tree.

On the contrary, Zhang Heng, who did not see the change of the big tree, knew more about the towering tree than everyone else.

Under the blessing of potential, his own ears can almost communicate with God.

In many ordinary days, no one will hear the sound. At this time, it becomes very clear in Zhang Heng's ears, as in front of him.

Like the interior of a towering tree.

Before the purple robed man started, Zhang Heng had noticed countless changes inside the towering tree.

Underground, the unknown root system goes deep into the ground for tens of feet, and perseveres to absorb the water and nutrients needed for the growth of towering trees from the underground.

After countless water and nutrients are digested and absorbed by the roots of the towering tree, they are transported to every corner of the towering tree through the ubiquitous pipes inside the uncle.

Above the head, in addition to the pleasant clattering sound of the wind blowing the leaves, incredible upheavals have taken place in the interior of the leaves.

The leaves absorb everything they need from the air through the sunlight, and then inside the leaves, after a series of wonderful reactions, the generated nutrients are also transmitted to each branch, root and bud of the towering tree.

These subtle changes that ordinary people can't see will not be revealed, but they are going on quietly. It has been going on until this towering tree comes to the end of its life.

Zhang Heng listened attentively to everything inside the towering tree. He couldn't help feeling that nature is magical and beyond the reach of human beings.

Until, with a bang, the purple robed man's palms hit the trunk of the towering tree.

Then, in another instant, it was as if the fish met the shark and the sheep met the lion. A continuous breath of death, like the tide, gushed out of the purple robed man's palms, and swept the whole towering tree in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly realized that everything had stopped inside the towering tree.

Without the root system, we can draw water and nutrients from the depths of the earth, and there is no wonderful response. With the help of the sunshine, we can produce nutrients inside the leaves.

Everything inside the towering tree stopped completely when the purple robed man's palms hit the trunk.

This big tree is dead!

Zhang Heng was cold and didn't know how the purple robed man did it.

After all, the vitality of the towering tree is extremely tenacious. Even if someone directly destroys everything on the ground, as long as there are roots, he can still break through the earth again and start a new cycle of life after a few years.

But now, the towering tree is completely dead.

From the end of the root system at the bottom of the earth to the leaf nearest to the sun in the air at the height of ten feet, all lost all their vitality at this moment.

What's going on?

Zhang Heng doesn't know, but he knows that all this must have something to do with the two palms hit by the purple robed man.

Is the purple robed man's red palms actually a pair of poisonous palms.

And it's a pair of explosive poisonous palms that are extremely toxic and can't even be supported by a towering tree?

Zhang Heng doesn't know if it's like his own speculation.

But he had made up his mind not to let the leaves poisoned by the poisonous palm touch his body.

And right now.

Originally, the purple robed man shot down his hands on the trunk of a towering tree, and there was no leaf landing at all. Mrs. Wei was still a little embarrassed for fear that her boss would make a fool of herself.

While watching the change, Eric Yaoting could not help but see the standard smile of the melon eating people in the corners of his mouth.

But at this time, it seemed that he had received the instruction to land immediately. On the whole towering tree, countless leaves turned into blood red strange leaves. Suddenly, they fell from the branches and swayed in the breeze. Like a huge blood rain, they fell towards the tree.

Seeing the strange scene, Mrs. Wei and Eric Yaoting under the tree couldn't help but be very cautious. They condensed a vitality defense shield just outside their body to prevent the bloody leaves on their heads from touching their body.

At the same time, Eric looked at Zhang Heng, who was still standing quietly, closed his eyes, holding a three foot silver whip and motionless.

He was worried about Zhang Heng, but he didn't know how to remind each other.

Seeing countless fallen leaves, Zhang Heng was about to be shrouded, but he saw that Zhang Heng standing in place gave a long breath, and the next moment, suddenly, he had started.

The three Zhang long whip in his hand was suddenly shocked by his right arm, and a wonderful force was added to the long whip. In a moment, the long whip seemed to turn into a long gun, a straight three Zhang long gun.

Holding the whip tightly with both hands is like casting a long gun. In an instant, I don't know how many thorns have been stabbed.

Every time the long whip, straight as a gun, stabbed out, there were patches of bloody fallen leaves knocked by Zhang Heng to reap the benefits.

Seeing the scene of Zhang Heng's instant action in front of him, the faces of Mrs. Wei and the purple robed man were immediately filled with an incredible look of shock and disbelief.

From the beginning, they did not believe that Zhang Heng could become a whip master from a person who knew nothing about the whip in an extreme time.

Deep in their hearts, they had long determined that Zhang Heng could not win. Even if Zhang Heng was very likely, it would be difficult to stab even a fallen leaf.

After all, people can see from Zhang Heng's previous performance with a slight eye that Zhang Heng can't even wave a whip and accurately hit a fixed target, let alone pierce the moving fallen leaves.

But now, what do they see?

They saw that Zhang Heng had stabbed many fallen leaves, and in Zhang Heng's natural and unrestrained action of running like the wind and flowing clouds and water, they had not seen even one fallen leaf escape from the three silver whip in Zhang Heng's hand and fall to the ground smoothly.

Not only the two of them, including chief escort sun Yaoting, all stared at the picture they couldn't imagine even in a dream.

How did Zhang Heng do it?

Didn't he know how to whip at all?

Didn't he just practice using a whip and almost beat himself into a pig's head?

Why now, the three Zhang long silver whip is handed over to Zhang Heng, but it seems to suddenly become like arms and fingers, handy?

Most people look blankly, as if watching the most incredible legend happen, watching everything in front of them.

The three people near Zhang Heng, after a little meditation, finally understood the key.

Zhang Heng really can't whip.

He still can't use a whip at all.