Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping looked at Zhang Hengcheng who had only taken a step back and nodded secretly, gaining a clear understanding of his strength.

He was actually able to compete with Tang Zhandong, who was talented B-grade and transferred, although he had retreated three steps, but he was not injured.

Tang Zhandong's current strength is more than two thousand jins, and he is stronger than Yue Lie and Liu Han after being transferred. The **** level talent is not for fun, it is inherently higher than the D level talent.

"Zhang Hengcheng, race: human, rank: first rank and second rank, potential: C rank, talent skill: guardian of the earth"

Di Ping has seen it with his exploration skills. He is only a C-level talent, but his strength is not much less than that of Tang Zhandong. It can be seen that this should be the effect of Gu Wu, and he has risen to the first level and second level, without any cultivation techniques. He was promoted to the second level with the help of Di Ping, which surprised Di Ping.

However, in Di Ping's view, these two factors should have pulled his combat power to the level of Tang Zhandong.

Not to mention that Di Ping was observing Zhang Hengcheng. At this time, Zhang Hengcheng's star-eyed boss, with a look of disbelief, his eyes kept scanning over the group of people behind Di Ping with shock.

"This... is this all the awakened?"

He asked in surprise.

"You just know that it's up to you if the city owner makes you serve!"

Tang Zhandong said with a smile.

"Haha! I, Zhang Hengcheng, refused to accept reason and only took the fist. If you want me to obey, you have to defeat me!"

Tang Zhandong's disdainful tone immediately angered Zhang Hengcheng, his face suddenly changed, Yang Tian burst into laughter, and then smiled, staring at Tang Zhandong and said every word.

It is instinct to know that martial arts people are brave and cruel. It has always been Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second, who can convince anyone, no matter how strong you are, you will know that.

Originally, Zhang Heng was a brave and warlike person. After he learned from the radio that he was awakened in this state, he knew that the awakened was not alone, but he had never met him, so he never fought against the awakened. Who knew I met so many today.

He suddenly wanted to try, what is his own strength, and how is it different from other awakened ones? Tang Zhandong's words didn't scare him, on the contrary, he ignited a fierce fighting spirit.

"Okay! Let me try your jinliang!"

Tang Zhandong practiced the ancient martial arts eight-pole boxing method, and was also a combative man. A pair of fists had also inspired his fighting spirit. When he saw Di Ping nodded in agreement, he immediately responded with joy.

He threw the battle axe in his hand to Zhang Zhengyi next to him, and took a sudden step, a foot shake, a loud noise, the ground was shaking, and then he gestured with an octochi fist, clasped his fist, and then shouted in a deep voice:

"Baji Tang Zhandong!"

Zhang Hengcheng's eyes lit up, and it turned out that this man was also from Guwu. This man opened the door with a majestic and calm posture, and he was indeed a tyrannical octopole.

Tang Zhandong also saw Zhang Hengcheng's fist pose just now, and at a glance he recognized that this was the Xingyiquan frame, so he opened the gate with his fist.

Zhang Hengcheng's body was straight, his feet were varied, less than a shoulder apart, his hands suddenly lifted, his chest was turned over, his right foot slid out half a foot in front of the ground, and then he moved manually, pressing the palm vigorously under the palm. With strong wind, and the soles of the feet shook the ground, there was a loud noise, and the earth roared.

A three-body pose came out, and his eyes suddenly flashed, and his dantian sounded like a bell.

"Xingyi Zhang Hengcheng!"

It was the first time for Di Ping to see real ancient martial arts cultivators fighting against each other. His eyes brightened when he saw the posture of the two men. They really have the tolerance of a martial arts master. Unlike ordinary people fighting, they just rushed up to fight. .

When the surrounding people saw the fight, they immediately stepped back and gave them more than ten meters of space. These people knew their boss's interests, who would dare to stand too close to watch the excitement.

The two were no more than two meters apart, standing quietly, with their eyes facing each other, as if they were a statue, but no one could not feel a strong momentum rising from them, and everyone was staring nervously at this place. Two people.

Di looked at these two people quietly, knowing that they were gaining momentum, and if they didn't move, they would be shocked!