As one of the thirty-six town leaders of the Zheng family, Zheng Zhonghong's cultivation is in the middle of the tenth grade, and compared with Zheng Ming and other teenagers, he has an advantage that teenagers do not have.

That is, he has been in battle for a long time, and his combat experience is much higher than that of a teenager like Zheng Ming.

If it weren't for Zheng Ming's capture of the flag some time ago, then Zheng Ming's challenge to Zheng Zhonghong would almost be a manifestation of self-indulgence.

But now, there is a record of defeating the White Evil Hand, and the Meteor Flying Knife almost made the Great Elder suffer, which makes many people full of expectations for this competition.

Especially those teenagers who were going to enter the Blue Blood Pool with Zheng Ming, at this time, their eyes were full of anticipation.

Although most of them were defeated at the hands of Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming's challenge to the head of the town still made them feel excited.

After all, Zheng Ming represents the younger generation of them, and it is the first time that the younger generation has challenged the head of the town.

"Zhonghong, suppress this kid as soon as you go up, don't let him use the flying knife!" The Great Elder whispered to Zheng Zhonghong as Zheng Zhonghong passed by him.

Zheng Zhonghong nodded, he didn't dare to be careless about Zheng Ming's opponent.

With a sound that began to drink from the mouth of the three elders, Zheng Zhonghong got up with his fist and rushed towards Zheng Ming, and at the moment when he got up and approached Zheng Ming, a five-foot-long chain suddenly flew out of Zheng Zhonghong's sleeve.

Frightening Chain, Zheng Zhonghong's family heirloom ten-grade high-level martial arts, for many years, Zheng Zhonghong is generally not at the moment of life and death, and basically will not use this Frightening Chain.

But this time, in the face of Zheng Ming, who was thirty years younger than him, Zheng Zhonghong did not care about his identity in the family, and directly hit Zheng Ming with his strongest attack.

The chain forged from hardware, under the urging of Zheng Zhonghong's internal strength, is mighty and chilling.

Zheng Ming's heart was also tight in the face of this strange frightening chain, but he didn't panic at all, and the bear king moved the mountain to meet him.

The five-foot chain, in Zheng Zhonghong's hands, suddenly like a gun, suddenly like a whip, suddenly shook into a long stick, unpredictable, and after more than a dozen rounds, it began to suppress Zheng Ming in his circle.

"Tsk, this is still an uncle, I didn't say anything about it first, and I also used my weapon directly, I didn't expect that we still have such a ruthless uncle!" Zheng said in a strange voice.

His words, hearing the ears of the town leaders watching the battle, made these town leaders blush.

Although they were not the ones who did it with Zheng Ming, they were also hot on their faces as characters of the same generation as Zheng Zhonghong.

Zheng Ming's challenge is true, but as a character of his uncle's generation, this Zheng Zhonghong is really a bit too unsophisticated!

But then again, Zheng Ming, this kid, is really a bit too behemond now, if Zheng Zhonghong doesn't take the upper hand with his strongest frightening chain as soon as he makes a move, maybe he has already lost to Zheng Ming's Bear King Fist.

Shamelessness and defeat in the hands of a junior are both humiliating, but losing in the hands of a junior is undoubtedly even more humiliating.

After more than 20 rounds, Zheng Ming felt that he couldn't go on like this. Although he has figured out Zheng Zhonghong's moves, he has also found a means to deal with them from the Bear King Fist. But his cultivation is lower than Zheng Zhonghong's.

What's more, one inch long and one inch strong, Zheng Ming himself was bare-handed, and if he wanted to break the chain of the frightening wind, he couldn't do it with the Bear King Fist alone.

And if he kept fighting, Zheng Ming felt that although his Bear King Fist could support a hundred and ten moves, in the end, he would be defeated under the chains of the frightening wind.

This time, what I want is to hit the hateful face of Zheng Zhonghong and others, how can I lose in his hands!

After thinking about it for a moment, Zheng Ming made a decision, the most important thing for him now was to break the chains of the frightening wind to himself, and then use the meteor flying knife to cooperate with the Bear King Fist.

After making up his mind, Zheng Ming began to use his right fist to meet the enemy, while his left hand began to gather internal strength without leaking.

One, two, three......

After twenty moves passed, Zheng Ming had already gathered three times the internal strength in the palm of his hand, and at this time, the circle that Zheng Ming could move was also forced by Zheng Zhonghong to only half of what he had just now.

For most people, this is the time when the winner is decided.

"Young people still need to be trained, Zheng Ming, this kid is young and frivolous, this is his own hardship!"

"After beating a few peers, I feel that I am amazing, and this time, Zhonghong taught him a good lesson. ”

"I hope that Brother Zhonghong can stop the chains in his hands and don't hurt this kid too hard. ”

In the midst of all kinds of discussions, the Great Elder suddenly shouted: "Zhonghong, Zheng Ming is still a junior, you must grasp it, and you must not hurt his life!"

As soon as the Great Elder shouted out this sentence, the faces of the Second Elder and the others who understood him changed, where is the Great Elder stopping Zheng Zhonghong, he did this, it was clearly to tell Zheng Zhonghong, don't keep your hand, as long as you don't kill him.

But to understand clearly, what the Great Elder said can be said to be without the slightest mistake, even if you are unhappy in your heart, it is useless.

Zheng Zhonghong didn't say anything, but his Liuyun Chain was exerted faster and faster, and the power was nine points greater.

"Whoosh!"

Zheng Zhonghong urged the chain in his hand, like a long stick, and smashed it towards the top of Zheng Ming's head, if he was hit, Zheng Ming would probably lose his life this time.

And at this time, Zheng Ming wanted to dodge too late. Zheng Gongxuan and others, who were already worried about Zheng Ming, changed their faces one by one at this time.

But at this moment, none of them had time to make a move, not to mention the body of the Great Elder, at this moment, he moved a few times intentionally or unintentionally, blocking the way they had to rush over.

At the moment when the chain was about to hit Zheng Ming's body, Zheng Ming's fist rushed towards the chain.

This fist to the chain, in the eyes of everyone, is the only way for Zheng Ming to protect the handsome, after all, his cultivation is much worse than Zheng Zhonghong, and he is adding the palm of his hand to the chain. Maybe Zheng Ming's palm will be abolished.

The Great Elder looked at Zheng Ming's palm, his eyes full of hope.

But at the moment when Zheng Ming's palm and the chain touched together, the chain, which was like a stick that was urged by the internal force, suddenly softened, like a dead snake.

Zheng Zhonghong's face changed, and he couldn't believe that his chains would become like this. But before he could react, Zheng Ming had already taken off and galloped behind.

If Zheng Ming escaped the blockade of his chains, it would be even more difficult to defeat Zheng Ming, and almost without any hesitation, Zheng Zhonghong rose into the air and chased Zheng Ming directly.

As for the chain's moves, he couldn't care so much.

But at the moment when he took off into the air, he saw Zheng Ming's palm wave, and more than a dozen flying knives, with a piece of silver light, directly covered Zheng Zhonghong.

The stars hold the moon!

The last move of the Meteor Flying Knife, Zheng Ming's cultivation of this move, has only reached the realm of understanding, but in an instant, this move has blocked Zheng Zhonghong's whole body.

When Zheng Zhonghong found the flying knife, the flying knife had already come to his front, and many years of combat experience helped him at this moment.

Rolling forward, he dodged the key points in his throat and chest, and directly contributed to the fleshy places on his body.

"Puff puff!"

In the shocking sound, nine flying knives sank into Zheng Zhonghong's body, and the most ruthless one of them directly entered Zheng Zhonghong's thigh, and bright red blood gushed out from Zheng Zhonghong's body.

At this moment, Zheng Zhonghong no longer had the strength to stand up, his eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly, there was anger, there was disbelief, but more than that, he was afraid.

The flying knife just now made him feel that he was facing death, it was so close, even if Zheng Ming wanted to kill him now, I am afraid it was just a matter of a flying knife.

Zheng Ming won! This result made many people a little unbelievable, when the Great Elder looked at Zheng Ming with angry eyes, the Second Elder said in a deep voice: "Zheng Ming can determine the location of the flying knife this time in the thick of the skin and flesh, it is not easy!"

This sentence is to praise Zheng Ming's mercy.

And Zheng Zhongwang, as the head of the family, also nodded and said: "Yes, this kid can keep his hand at this time, he is really kind-hearted!"

Zheng Zhonghong, who was helped up, couldn't help but want to scold his mother at this time, what kind of homely kindness, is it good for me to avoid it myself.

But being defeated in the hands of a junior has already made him lose face, and there is still something to say.

Next, Zheng Ming did not challenge, firstly, his internal strength, the seven-seven-eighty-eight that had been consumed, and secondly, he Zheng Gongxuan did not allow it.

When he sat down next to Zheng Gongxuan, no one mentioned that he still had three opponents undefeated, and no one questioned his qualifications to be the first to enter the Blue Blood Pool.

Even the town leaders who followed the Great Elder closely followed each other, when Zheng Ming's gaze looked at them, their eyes were all smiling.

They are really a little afraid of Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming can beat Zheng Zhonghong so badly, and he can also beat them so badly, not to mention that once they are defeated in the hands of Zheng Ming, they will not only suffer from flesh and skin, but more importantly, their reputation will also be damaged.

Zheng Ming ignored the next competition rankings, and after he sat down again, he began to observe the prestige table in his heart.

The red reputation value did not change too much, but the yellow reputation value surprised him.

One thousand and three!

His own yellow reputation value has reached one thousand and three! What is the use of this thousand and three yellow reputation points!

Zheng Ming's heart suddenly became hot, and he didn't care about the many people around him at this time, so he quickly urged his mind to float on the yellow reputation value.