The lion was two zhang in size, its eyes were milky white, and powerful spiritual power flowed out from around its body, this lion was composed of Zheng Yu's spiritual power. Whether it's each mane or the sharp teeth, they all exude incomparable strength.

Of course, this kind of power can only be felt by Han Yang, and he feels it very clearly. He was slightly surprised in his heart, this Zheng Yu actually stayed, which was really a bit strange.

However, Zheng Yu stayed because he had a strong capital, and Han Yang didn't dare to have the slightest reservation. He snorted coldly, and his spiritual power erupted at this moment, and then converged above his head.

At the time of the first blow, Han Yang was on the defending. This blow, he didn't want to stay there all the time, he was going to take the initiative to attack.

A colorful tiger appeared on Han Yang's head, whether it was the pattern or the word 'king' on the head, it was extremely clear, giving people an extremely shocking feeling.

The tiger was not as big as the lion, but it wasn't that far off. The body of more than five meters is like an elephant, but it has the majesty of a lion, which makes people feel the demeanor of the king of beasts who is smiling proudly in the mountains and forests.

"Go"

Han Yang thought silently in his heart, and the colorful tiger rushed towards the male master on Zheng Yu's head. Both of them attacked and bit each other in the air with an incomparably powerful momentum. This is a competition between Han Yang and Zheng Yu's spiritual power. The colorful tiger bit off one of the lion's ears, and the lion scratched one of the tiger's eyes.

As carriers, Han Yang and Zheng Yu both frowned slightly, the competition of these two spiritual powers, the two of them will end in defeat.

Eventually, the colorful tiger slapped the lion's head in half, and the lion bit the tiger's body before dying. The two spiritual powers directly disappeared into nothingness and were scattered in this world.

Han Yang and Zheng Yu opened their eyes at the same time at this moment, Han Yang's eyes were puzzled, and Zheng Yu's eyes turned out to be indifferent.

"Your spiritual power is already very strong, since I have cultivated this spiritual power, I have been sleeping in the open every day, cultivating in the wild with the help of nature. But I didn't expect it to be just a little higher than you. I also agreed just now, as long as you beat me in the competition of mental power, then I will no longer pay attention to her affairs," Zheng Yu said indifferently.

Han Yang's heart suddenly moved, and a smile slowly rose on the corner of his mouth. He said, "Well, let's decide the winner in one blow."

Zheng Yu said: "It is exactly what I want."

The two of them raised their hands above their heads at the same time, which was gathering spiritual power. Since ancient times, there have been clouds, three flowers gather at the top, and five qi dynasties. Although it is said to be internal strength, the root of all things is the same.

One after another, the strong spiritual power gathered on the top of the heads of the two of them, and gradually, the spiritual power on Zheng Yu's head became incomparably huge. Directly turned into a river, and a bend of the ocean came towards Han Yang.

Han Yang's spiritual power spun rapidly, rubbing against the air, which made Zheng Yu feel a little surprised. He had never done such a thing as spiritual power friction, and he didn't know why Han Yang did it.

Of course, Han Yang had his own ideas, he watched the spiritual power get faster and faster, and he was not afraid of the spiritual power lake that came from the top of Mount Tai.

Finally, seeing that the spiritual power had reached a certain speed, Han Yang finally laughed out loud and opened his eyes. He said aloud, "If you get me an ocean, then I'll vaporize it."

It turned out that he used his spiritual power to rub in the air, which turned out to be to obtain high-intensity heat. This powerful heat directly evaporated Zheng Yu's sea of spiritual power.

Seeing that his spiritual power was evaporated, Zheng Yu also opened his eyes, he looked at Han Yang, Han Yang was also looking at him, and the two did not speak.

"It's the first time I've known that this spiritual power can still fight like this, it's really teachable," Zheng Yu said convincingly.

Han Yang shrugged his shoulders and said lightly; "You lost".

Zheng Yu nodded and said, "Since I lost, I will keep my promise."

After hearing Zheng Yu say this, Han Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He looked at Zheng Yu and threw a trace of gratitude at him.

This guy deliberately let himself just now, otherwise if he used more mental power, his own heat would not be able to evaporate all of them.

In fact, this is the result that Han Yang hopes for the most, if Zheng Yu really wins, and wants Duoduo's life, Han Yang will never agree. He's not a saint, and he's not going to take any bullshit oaths. For the promise that he should do, he will do it without hesitation. But sometimes, he needs to be relieving.

The competition between the two was over, Han Yang glanced at Duoduo, and a trace of joy flashed in Duoduo's eyes. This made Han Yang's heart suddenly understand, he looked at the sand king, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said coldly: "Now you are left."