"Why such a strong defense?" His arms were slightly numb, Zhen Cheng frowned, and looked at Popovich in disbelief.

Zhen Cheng was secretly surprised, he killed two blows in an inch but returned in vain, and at the same time, Popovich also seized the opportunity and swept in with an iron fist, like a dragon that overturned the river, tearing the air waves, and pressing his eardrums in both ears were a little cracked.

Untouchable!

Zhen Cheng knew the horror of Popovich's liliang, and decisively avoided his edge, the whole person was like a frightened rabbit, his head shrank, he jumped backwards, and teleported to dodge.

Popovich is tall and has very long limbs, sweeping over, and the range of attack can be described as extremely wide, although Zhen Cheng avoided it in time, he was almost swept by the fist wind.

No, and not only that!

Popovich has a lot of combat experience, his arm swept the strength without death, his arm was bent into an arc, like an elongated crescent moon, and his body suddenly turned sharply, like a wing, attacking and killing, and his fingers went straight to Zhen Cheng's throat.

Damn it!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zhen Cheng reacted very decisively, supported himself with one foot, stopped the retreat, opened his arms, drummed up his true qi, and his whole body was full of strength, and his body instantly exploded, and the black talisman appeared around Zhen Cheng, firmly guarding Zhen Cheng.

Bang!

Popovich's arm twisted in a moan, quickly retracting. Zhen Cheng, under the protection of the protective qi, did not suffer the slightest damage, but only had a false alarm.

This false alarm gave Zhen Cheng a new understanding of Popovich.

Attack, liliang is unparalleled in the world!

Defense, the body is unbreakable!

One attack and one defense are like the strongest shield and the sharpest spear, which makes Zhen Cheng helpless to attack and a headache to defend.

Is this the King of Force? It's a little too perverted!

The look on Zhen Cheng's face became more and more solemn, the legendary King of Power was not something that a simple Heaven Rank Late Stage Great Perfection powerhouse could deal with.

When Zhen Cheng was surprised by Popovich's performance, Popovich was also secretly surprised by Zhen Cheng's performance.

In the previous speculation, Popovich always thought that Zhen Cheng was an ancient warrior who was known for his dexterity, and after a few bombardments, Popovich found that Zhen Cheng's liliang was as domineering and ruthless.

"Unexpectedly, you are really a Heaven Rank master, and it's not just the early stage of the Heaven Rank!" The iron fist slammed into Zhen Cheng's protective qi, and Popovich's arm was sore, and he experienced a different feeling from the previous Chinese masters. Intuitively, Popovich wasn't sure if he would be able to win today, something Popovich had never done in previous fights.

Popovich looked at Zhen Cheng curiously, his heart was surging, and he secretly swore that even if he couldn't win, he would definitely not lose!

Not to mention anything else, Popovich knows how well his defense is, even if it is other power kings, few people can break their defenses, but Zhen Cheng did it easily, and even almost hurt himself.

In terms of attack, Zhen Cheng is very strong; In terms of defense, the protective qi is also very strong; In terms of speed, Zhen Cheng is far above Popovich; Even if he uses Liliang's skills, Zhen Cheng also performs very well.

It can be said that Popovich has never seen such an all-powerful ancient warrior, Zhen Cheng is really a demon!

For Zhen Cheng's style of play, Popovich recognizes and disapproves at the same time, because Zhen Cheng's thin appearance, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem to like the extreme Liliang collision type.

"Slippery, like a little mouse, there's a kind of hard bump in us!" He was almost killed by Zhen Cheng just now, and Popovich said provocatively with palpitations.

Hard-hitting?

The corners of Zhen Cheng's mouth twitched, and his expression was full of helplessness and bitterness. To be honest, Zhen Cheng really had a headache and was reluctant to have a hard time with Popovich.

Zhen Cheng fell into a tangled struggle, but Popovich didn't intend to give Zhen Cheng a chance to think like this, the iron fist turned into an afterimage again, and the person was already killing Zhen Cheng like a murder weapon.

Popovich's speed is very slow, and he doesn't know if it's to give Zhen Cheng time to think, or if it's really not fast. What is certain is that in the slow movement, Popovich shook the mountain with every step, as if to shatter the hill, and in the rhythmic beating of the earth, Popovich approached Zhen Cheng B step by step.

"What are you thinking about in the face of battle? If you're a man, then go ahead with this hearty battle to the end! Let me know why you Zhen Cheng became my opponent! ”

Popovich's voice was like a morning bell, and every word of the voice was shaking Zhen Cheng's heart.

"What are you afraid of? Could it be ...... Do you think you're inferior to me? Yes, if you admit that Liliang is inferior to me, then choose the way you are good at fighting, no matter what way, I will use my iron fist to crush all your delusions and hopes. ”

Popovich is still using words to provoke Zhen Cheng, he has a liliang duel with Zhen Cheng in B, dragging Zhen Cheng into his fighting rhythm, and has the most brutal fight and attack with him.

It's just that...... Is such a simple method of agitation useful?

Useful!

If the object is someone else, he will inevitably be afraid of Popovich's unparalleled attack and defense, but Zhen Cheng will not, because Zhen Cheng has his own pride, and the countryman's stubbornness was instantly angered by Popovich, and Zhen Cheng's weakness of lack of combat experience was cleverly used by Popovich.

Liliang, although it is not what Zhen Cheng is best at, Zhen Cheng can't tolerate others' contempt for his personality!

Rumble!

The talisman qi reflected Zhen Cheng's mood, and it turned rapidly like a hurricane, stirring the four heavens and the earth, rolling the surrounding trees into the air, or colliding and crushing, or colliding and smashing.

Under such a riot, Zhen Cheng's momentum continued to rise, surpassing Popovich, as if Zhen Cheng himself was the strongest fighting god in heaven and earth.

"You want to fight liliang with me, I'll do what you want!" Zhen Cheng roared angrily and stepped forward slowly.

Rumble!

When the words fell, Zhen Cheng stepped towards Popovich B, and every step he took was like a moving hurricane, a tornado in transit, with a destructive liliang and a domineering spirit that destroyed everything.

In the face of such a majestic Zhen Cheng, Popovich's eyes flashed wildly, and he was extremely excited to get closer to Zhen Cheng, until the two sides moved within reach, and Popovich launched an offensive as soon as possible.

Bang!

The iron fist burst the air, blowing a strong wind that made people palpitate, and slashed down towards Zhen Cheng. At this moment, the terrifying Liliang contained in the fist could be easily destroyed even if it was a ten-story building.

In the face of such a strong fist style, Zhen Cheng did not have the slightest fear at this time, his arms were agitated, and he chose the dantian true qi to explode at this moment without hesitation.

Zhen Cheng broke through the limit value of the greatest potential of the dantian since the foundation building period, and his combat power began to increase in an extreme way, instantly rising to a height completely equal to Popovich.

Bang!

Collide!

The most direct, tragic, and crazy collision!

Iron fist, strong wrist, turbulence!

Without any skill, without any concessions, at the moment of collision and collision, it was like two intercontinental missiles colliding together, and the explosive explosion wave swept madly in all directions.

Trees fell, gravel rose and the starry sky suddenly turned gray.

Under such a tragic collision, Zhen Cheng and Popovich rarely did not retreat in the slightest, their iron fists intersected, and the sound of bones sounded like popcorn, both of them were trying to crush each other.

"Haha, happy! That's what a man looks like! ”

"Less, in five minutes, I'll blow you up!"

Bang!

Between the words, Zhen Cheng and Popovich did not have any fancy collision, just like a comet crashing into a comet, an even more tragic collision, and the ground of the impact sank a few inches, like a wave.

Joyfully!

Zhen Cheng and Popovich roared, like two Tyrannosaurus rex resurrected from ancient times, in an even more tragic way, without any fancy collision for the third time.

Liliang climbed to a peak again, and such a high-intensity collision made Zhen Cheng obsessed and crazy.

It's so exciting!

As Popovich described, this is the mode of battle that men should have, fiery collisions.

Three high-intensity collisions in a row, Zhen Cheng and Popovich were not spared, both sides were shocked by the strength of the other party, and their whole bodies trembled, their skin was open, and they were drenched in blood.

Even so, Zhen Cheng and Popovich's eyes were still fiery and shining, as if they had exhausted their lives, and they had to protect their dignity on Liliang until they defeated the other party.

Who can laugh zuihou?

The fourth collision came, then the fifth, the sixth, the seventh...... As well as countless collisions, the two sides seem to have an inexhaustible liliang, an endless sense of battle, dancing in blood, and colliding in blood.

Battle!

Fight to the heart, fight to the hearty!

In such a hearty collision duel, Zhen Cheng and Popovich completely forgot their previous purpose, forgot who the other party was, and only had one thought in their hearts at the moment, that is, to use their own fists, or fists, to constantly fight viciously with the other party, until they knocked the other party down, and then they would give up.

One minute...... Regardless of the quantity, the reckless bombardment!

Five minutes...... Regardless of the result, regardless of the right and wrong fights!

Ten minutes......

Zhen Cheng and Popovich don't remember how many iron fist attacks they have blasted out, let alone how many times they have been hit by the other party, they only know the attacks over and over again, waving in the blood.

Until......

Two quarters of an hour later, the hard hill, unbearable for Zhen Cheng and Popovich to fight and fight each other in such a situation, accompanied by a wail of incomparably painful pain and struggle, suddenly burst into a large crater twenty or thirty meters deep.

At the moment of the decisive battle, Zhen Cheng and Popovich still puffed up all their liliang, waved their strong wrists and iron fists at each other, and frantically bombarded each other.

Bang!

Zhen Cheng and Popovich both felt an irresistible liliang, and each other was like cannonballs catapulting at both sides, falling heavily to the ground, life and death unknown.

At the same time, the soft sand and gravel on both sides of the pit instantly turned into ruins, and countless stones and dust completely buried Zhen Cheng and Popovich alive......