Chapter 2257： Confrontation!

The second two hundred and fifty-seven chapters confrontation!

Perhaps it is true that Xiao Zheng is regarded as an enemy.

When Zhao Wei faced Xiao Zheng, who had full firepower, his face clearly showed a strong and solemn color.

And when faced with the challenges of the old monk, there are two different states.

The old monk glimpsed this scene, and the face of the sly was involuntarily revealed a bitter smile.

"Jiangshan has talented people."

This sentence is a respect for Xiao Zheng. It is also helpless for being old.

Once upon a time, the old monk was also a strong man who deserved respect and even awe of any opponent. But when he faced Zhao Wei, he finally felt his own small and weak.

He really did not cause the absolute attention of Zhao Wei.

If he did not inadvertently anger Zhao Wei, he would not even come up with his own housekeeping skills to face himself.

Of course, the old monk believes that Zhao Wei is doing this, but also to leave the real fatal blow to Xiao Zheng. Not yourself.

Otherwise, Zhao Wei did not need to hide.

This also reflects from the side that Zhao Wei has attached great importance to Xiao Zheng.

The strongest of this younger generation!

An old monk watched him praise from the name to the tribute. Become the legend of today.

What is the legend of living, Xiao Zheng is.

Every day he lives, it is a continuation of legend.

A man lives on him, and he has no regrets.

Xiao Zheng’s body is swaying, and he gaze at the same expressionless Zhao Wei.

He knew it would be an extremely difficult battle. It is also a fierce battle that I have never experienced before.

Zhao Wei’s power, Xiao Zheng has seen twice, the first time is the time when he is confused, and he competes with the autumn harvest. The means of nearly killing brought a huge shock to Xiao Zheng’s soul.

The second time is today.

With the same horrible means, Zhao Wei’s old monk has almost no room to fight back.

Moreover, he has not yet made the final trick.

Such a strong person, even if Xiao Zheng did not lose, did not dare to have the slightest care.

However, will he really lose to such a horrible strongman?

not necessarily.

Xiao Zheng’s potential is unlimited.

He also did not believe that he could not defeat Zhao Wei.

Haven't given up yet?

This is not the style of Xiao Zheng, nor the mental state of any strong person.

When Xiao Zheng was still a small soldier, he dared to challenge the strongest soldier. This is not only the courage of the newborn calf, but also his stubbornness.

Reluctance is the only way for a weak to become a strong.

If there is no such thing as a temper, how can it climb to the top and become a real strong?

The two stood face to face, compared to the previous confrontation with the old monk. This time it is obviously a lot longer. It is not to show their master style.

Instead, both sides are peering into each other's air. Looking for a fatal chance.

Although for both parties, this is basically impossible. But even if you are looking for an advantage, you can also exert great value.

Masters often resort to winning one or two strokes. It’s like the old monk and Mu Qingsong’s contest, the old monk also won a half-style. But this is a half-style, fat enough!

After a minute of silence, Zhao Wei suddenly moved.

He is too hearty to kill, and the starting hand is the griffy iron fist. I punched it out and burst into the air. As if to destroy the earth and destroy the land, completely crush this space!

When he punched him, Xiao Zheng also moved!

He did not have the mastery of his demeanor and took a post-production.

When they got to them, half a minute at the foot was enough to crush the enemy. Therefore, at the moment when Zhao Wei launched, Xiao Zheng attacked and attacked.

boom!

A hard punch, without any fancy fists.

Xiao Zheng only felt that the punch was on the iron plate. A huge pain in the phalanx has emerged.

On the other hand, Zhao Wei, as if nothing happened, the second punch again.

boom!

Xiao Zhengqiang suffered from severe pain and made a second punch.

There is no fancy hard hit.

This punch actually turned Xiao Zheng back to life.

In contrast, Zhao Wei is still standing in the same place. The sarcasm of the face.

"Do you want to take advantage of young and I work hard?" Zhao said with a deep voice. "Do you know how my iron fists are tempered? You know, can I break a huge stone with a punch?"

What is a god-level powerhouse?

Not only the overall situation is strong. There is no weakness.

Speed, explosiveness, and even strength are the top of the list.

Xiao Zhengruo wants to take advantage of the young physical strength and Zhao Wei. Obviously it is unrealistic.

Is that Xiao Zheng really planning like this?

it's not true!

Xiao Zhengruo is so underestimated by Zhao Wei that he can defeat Zhao Wei in this way, and he is too naive!

After two punches, he launched a third punch.

This time, he even took the initiative to attack, without any hesitation, bursting out!

boom!

This punched out, Xiao Zheng was standing still in the same place. In contrast, Zhao Wei, but slightly back half a step.

This half step is incredible for Zhao Wei.

On strength, he is no worse than Xiao Zheng. On the explosive power, he is not weak.

Any aspect is not weaker than Xiao Zheng’s Zhao Wei. Why is this punch slightly lost?

Zhao Wei was immersed in meditation and was not in a hurry to punch.

“Is it very unexpected?” Xiao Zheng asked.

"A bit." Zhao said, lips.

"You may be a little stronger than me. But your resilience, you must not be as good as me." Xiao Zheng said slowly.

"Resilience?" Zhao Wei slightly raised his eyebrows, apparently unable to accept this information.

"I climbed out of the theater. Are you?"

"I have experienced countless times and died for a lifetime. Maybe you have experienced it, but there must be no more."

"How many of you have defeated the master? Do you know what they are good at? You only played Bai Shu, such an eight. And I, and all eight have a hand. Your combat experience, I am rich?"

"God-level powerhouse?" Xiao Zheng sneered. "Is this self-styled?"

Zhao Wei listened for a long time, suddenly cold condensation contends Xiao Zheng: "You really are not like a master. You are more and more like a businessman."

"Xiao Zheng, you remember, the real strong. Never rely on the mouth to win. But it." Zhao Wei slowly raised his fist. "I will let you know how hard the fists of the god-level powers are."

boom!

Zhao Wei once again punches.

This time, it is no longer simple and rude, but with the ghostly body, and quickly flew toward Xiaozheng.

Roar!

With a burst of low-pitched voices, Zhao Wei’s iron fists came out. Straight to the heart of Xiao Zheng.

If this fist is in the middle of the battle, you have to smash the heart of Xiao Zheng!

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