"Whew! Call! Call......! ”

Lean boy, panting frantically.

Everyone, stunned:

"How is this possible?"

Their eyes when they looked at Tang Zheng were full of shock:

"His speed, how can it be so fast?"

Boom!

The sandbag behind him fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

Song Bin and them, only then woke up from the shock.

"I should be considered a test of the sharp knife of Guò, right?"

Tang Zheng smiled.

His face was not red and he was not panting.

After running 4,000 meters at such a rapid pace, he was like a walk, and he didn't look tired at all.

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Bin's eyes, and then he stared at Tang Zheng:

"You are very strong, at least physically, far beyond our imagination."

Tang Zheng suddenly smiled:

"It's not strange, I've been better than others since I was a child."

"It turns out that he was born different from ordinary people."

It seems to be an explanation, and it seems to convince oneself

Song Bin nodded, believing this statement.

Looking at the way everyone looks, it seems that they are willing to believe it this way.

Hua Bin on the side smiled bitterly.

Born that way?

Hehe.

Hua Bin knew very well that Tang Zheng's strength was not just physical.

"You win, I can do one thing for you, but it must be within my means."

The lean boy glanced at Tang Zheng.

"Next, there is a heavy knife, that is, a beating."

Song Bin glanced at Tang Zheng:

"I'll join you, let's compete to see who can resist the most bamboo boards."

"Bamboo planks?"

Tang Zheng was curious, and saw a man coming over with a bunch of bamboo boards.

Each of these bamboo planks is four fingers wide and half a centimeter thick.

The so-called "heavy knife" is to use these bamboo boards to whip you continuously until the bamboo boards are broken.

Tang Zheng listened to the introduction, and his face was strange.

"What's wrong, you can't?"

Hua Bin was also worried that Tang Zheng would not be able to do it.

How did he know that on the way here, Tang Zheng had just refined an iron Gu.

The only function of the Iron Skin Gu was to strengthen Tang Zheng's skin and make him invulnerable.

Now, he has just refined the Iron Skin Gu, although he has not yet reached the realm of invulnerability, but he is only a bamboo plank......

Tang Zheng couldn't help but look at Song Bin sympathetically:

Alas, poor fellows, you're going to lose again this time.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Song Bin held a bamboo board and pumped it hard to his chest.

After only three blows, his chest was red, as if it was bleeding.

Smack!

The bamboo planks finally broke.

Song Bin looked at Tang Zheng, his face slightly distorted.

Can you not twist it, such a thick bamboo plank, smacked on the body, and no one can stand it.

But this so-called "heavy knife" is a test of speed.

Tang Zheng was a little helpless, and picked up the bamboo board:

Syllable!

He slammed it the chest.

There was a slight numbness in my chest, but other than that, I didn't feel anything else.

Song Bin and them were originally staring at Tang Zheng's expression.

When they saw Tang Zheng's undistorted expression, they couldn't help but show surprise:

"Doesn't it hurt? It's impossible, the first time we started, we all grinned in pain. ”

After thinking about it, they explained to themselves:

"Well, maybe he didn't do it hard."

As he spoke, popped!

The bamboo board in Tang Zheng's hand was broken by him.

"I rely on !!"

Everyone was shocked:

"It only broke in two hits? How much force do you have to use? ”

They looked at Tang Zheng's chest, and saw that there was a slight redness, but compared to Song Bin's red and purple skin, it was really a small thing.

When people looked at Tang Zheng's eyes, something was wrong:

"Damn, does this kid want to be so powerful? The bamboo board was pumped the body, and there was no expression? ”

Indeed, it seems that the skin becomes harder and harder as it adapts to the beating force of the bamboo board.

Just listen to "Bang! Smack! ”

There were several crisp sounds in a row, and after a while, more than a dozen bamboo boards were accumulated under Tang Zheng's feet.

Song Bin's group of people all waited for Tang Zheng with wide eyes:

Depend on! Breaking ten bamboo planks so quickly is unprecedented!

And most likely, there will be no one to come!

Unconsciously, people's eyes looked at Tang Zheng with a little more solemnity.

And when he saw Song Bin's purple chest, he couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy.

"Okay, don't compare, compare this with me, you can't fight mine."

Throwing the bamboo board casually, Tang Zheng said lightly.

Song Bin's face was a little ugly:

"What do you mean?"

Tang Zheng smiled:

"Since I was a child, my pain perception has been worse than others, even if I am stabbed with a knife, I don't feel that much pain......"

Everyone suddenly realized;

"No wonder you get bamboo boards so fast! It turns out that your pain nerves are weak! ”

Everyone nodded as they spoke, and Hua Bin couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Bin's eyes:

How can it be such a coincidence?

Since childhood, the body has been so good, and I haven't felt pain since I was a child, and all the good things have fallen on Tang Zheng?

He glanced at Tang Zheng suspiciously.

Tang Zheng's expression was faint, and he couldn't see the slightest fake.

Song Bin was speechless, so he had to say:

"In that case, you've passed the second level. Now for the third level, Blade! ”

The blade is to fight against people.

Tang Zheng was too lazy to make a move, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the lean young man:

"You've recovered your body, haven't you? I'm too lazy to do it, so you'll fight for me this time. ”

"I'll do it for you?"

The lean teenager opened his mouth wide.

The people around him were also full of surprise.

The originally lean boy lost to Tang Zheng and promised to help him do something.

This is a very common thing among these teenagers in the military region.

But I've never seen anyone ask someone else to play for themselves.

"You're not afraid that I'll lose?"

The lean boy had a strange face.

"Don't worry, it's okay if you lose."

Tang Zheng waved his hand absently.

He's already won two games, and if nothing else, he'll win the next few games.

So, what does it matter if you lose such a game?

The lean young man agreed to take Tang Zheng's place.

He was fought by a big, muscular man.

Tang Zheng was speechless for a while:

Song Bin's group of guys, in order to give them a bad job, really paid a lot of money.

But no one expected that Tang Zheng would let someone replace him.

And the results are also expected:

Although the lean boy tried hard, he was finally knocked to the ground by the big man.

"I've done my best."

The first thing the thin young man said when he was lying on the ground was to look at Tang Zheng and say so.

Tang Zheng's heart was slightly moved.

He had already seen that the lean boy was indeed fighting with all his might.

"Don't worry, I can see that you did your best. Thank you. ”

Tang Zheng pressed his hand on the young man.

My heart moved, and I passed a trace of pure yang energy.

It can help teenagers recover quickly.

"Next, there are six holes, which test your sense of smell, hearing, and sight ......."

"Okay, I won't refuse to come."

It's not just that those who come don't refuse, in the three levels of the "Six Holes", Tang Zheng easily won each level.

This made Song Bin and them just don't know what to say.

The plan to get off the horse has completely failed so far!