Brothers, everyone work hard, give a reminder if there is a typo, and novices are good to modify.

……

Lei Meng re-reported the martial soul and level, and Zhang Zheng's expression finally became solemn.

Not to mention anything else, just the feeling he brought to himself from the mountain axe made him have to pay attention to it.

"Thunder.

I have to say that your mountain opening axe is the best martial soul among the martial souls.

I've seen the Seven Killing Sword, I've seen the Haotian Hammer...!

Your pioneering axe, in terms of the quality of martial spirits, does not lose them at all.

I just said that I don't need martial spirits to fight you, but I was arrogant.

But. I still want to try it! ”

As Zhang Zheng's words fell, his two hands were already in front of his chest, and his two feet were separated one after the other.

The body squats slightly, and the muscles of the whole body are tense.

This action allows him to react at the first time of the thunderous attack and quickly adjust his body.

His own physical fitness was no less than that of ordinary Title Douluo, but Lei Meng's martial soul didn't look simple, and he didn't want to try it with his body.

Boom, boom....

With one hand dragging a double-edged axe, Lei Meng was like a male master who caught his prey, and his eyes were locked on Zhang Zheng.

"This little ghost, don't say anything else.

This calmness, as well as strength, is worthy of my attention.

And judging by his tense body, it seems that he intends to go the path of defensive counterattacks. ”

While running, Lei Meng was also analyzing Zhang Zheng.

can reach the level of the Soul Emperor, especially the Soul Emperor without any background, which one is not an existence that has been through a hundred battles and has been killed by thousands of troops.

In the past ten years, although because of the interference of the Martial Spirit Palace, the soul master world has been much calmer.

But in a world where martial arts are respected, there is no real peace.

Especially in this world where humans want to become stronger, they must hunt soul beasts.

"First Soul Technique: Mountain Collapse Strike!"

Use the first soul technique to test it, it is also the soul emperor, the level of the little ghost on the opposite side is not as high as mine, what kind of confidence do you have, so you can say that you can't fight with me.

The soul skill was activated, and the red lines on the thunder mountain axe shot out bloody red light.

It was as if the demons of hell had opened their blood-red eyes and were staring at their enemies.

Drink...!

When there was still some distance between him and Zhang Zheng, Lei Meng had already changed to holding the mountain opening axe in both hands, as if he had used all his strength to slash the double-edged axe into the ground rock.

"What's the situation? It's still so far away from that little ghost. ”

Seeing Lei Meng's movements, many viewers still didn't know why, so they turned around and inquired like people around them.

"It's a thunderous tentative attack, it's powerful, and it covers a wide area."

There are people who have seen Lei Meng use soul skills, and they have already explained it to others.

......！

In the field, Zhang Zheng heard the discussion in the stands, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said secretly: "These viewers are really interesting, and they unconsciously pitted Lei Meng." ”

Although I don't know the specific effect of this move, it is enough to know that it is a range attack.

Lei Meng is a martial spirit, and he has the advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

But weapon martial souls often have a weakness, that is, no injury circle.

The strongest is often the weakest.

In particular, his mountain-opening axe is also a long weapon.

An inch long, an inch strong.

There is also a saying: one inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

Feeling the vibration under his feet, Zhang Zheng kicked his feet the ground, and a notch appeared on the ground that was visible to the naked eye.

Immediately after that, his strong physical fitness was already manifested.

Although he can't reach the level of the Title Douluo of the Min Attack Department, his speed is also not slow.

It has been said that omnipotence equals omnipotence, but they seem to have forgotten the old saying: "That is, the amount of water that can be filled in a barrel often depends on the shortest plank." ”

With the force under his feet, Zhang Zheng's body left an afterimage in place.

By the time the afterimage disappeared, his person had already appeared not far in front of Lei Meng.

That is, the moment he stopped his speed, the ground near his position had exploded.

The furious energy turned into countless blades of air that broke through the rocks and soared into the sky.

And those broken rocks, unfortunately, were twisted into countless irregular pieces by the air blade, and flew towards all directions, and finally like hail, the enchantment created by the soul guide made countless ripples.

As Zhang Zheng thought, only Lei Meng's own position was not hit by the gravel.

The melon-eating audience only noticed the exaggerated effect of the thunderous attack, but the soul master who was really on the stage cared about Zhang Zheng's handling method.

"Quick response, good judgment.

Is this little ghost's age really as young as it seems? ”

This kind of thinking is not only doubted by some people in the audience.

Even Lei Meng himself felt his heart contract.

"This opponent is not only powerful!

Combat experience, too. ”

Although I was shocked by Zhang Zheng's decisiveness and accurate judgment.

But Lei Meng has experienced a hundred battles in the end, and his reaction speed is not weak.

Seeing that Zhang Zheng seemed to intend to get into his arms and fight hand-to-hand, he immediately changed to retract the mountain axe with one hand.

The free left hand clenched into a fist, and the arm was like a long whip, and it was drawn towards Zhang Zheng, who was about to get close.

Because of the height of the two, Lei Meng's blow was actually not smooth.

Again, there is never an absolute difference between good and bad.

Lei Meng is tall, has an advantage in reach, and has a long range of attacks.

However, it was precisely because of his tall stature that his whip could only be drawn to Zhang Zheng's head, but he could not attack his chest, which was even more difficult to dodge.

Faced with a blow to his head, Zhang Zheng just leaned forward slightly, and the whistling sound of breaking the air had already crossed his head.

With a small broken step, Zhang Zhengren had already fallen into Lei Meng's arms.

With the shoulder as the attack point, with the force of the calf, it hit Lei Meng's stomach at once.

It was no less than a blow from the strength of Title Douluo's physical body, but as soon as he made contact, he concave the enemy's eight-pack abs into a piece.

was hit on the stomach by Zhang Zheng, Lei Meng's face turned red instantly, and he felt like his intestines were about to break.

He just wanted to use his strength to open the distance, but he didn't expect that the right hand that was holding the martial soul was already grabbed by a small hand.

Feeling the force that almost crushed his wrist, Lei Meng's left hand, which had just been withdrawn, was already clenched into a fist, and hit Zhang Zheng's head with the sound of wind and thunder.

Bang...!

It's just that before his fist completely fell, Zhang Zheng's free arm had turned into an elbow blow and hit him in the stomach.

If the last attack was thunderous, he could barely resist it.

Then Zhang Zheng's attack this time can be regarded as the last straw that pressed the camel.

With a mouthful of old blood, Lei Meng's whole person had already bowed into a prawn, and his waist was almost bent at ninety degrees.

It's just that this is not over, Zhang Zheng's wild way does not have the concept of keeping his hands.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you. is Zhang Zheng's hands-on principle.

Without any hesitation, the moment Lei Meng bent over, Zhang Zheng's knee had already hit Lei Meng's nose.

Bang....

With a dull sound, the thunderous man sliced through the air like a cannonball, slammed into the barrier, and finally fell on the rocky ground.

Wow......!

Things were moving so fast that many spectators didn't even see what was going on, and the game was already decided.

Seeing Lei Meng who fell to the ground, his face covered with blood, and his life and death were unknown, the audience was in an uproar.

is also a soul emperor, and the winner has already been determined in just a few breaths.

That..., what is the origin of that little ghost?

And that Lei Meng, is he still alive?

"Damn...!

Lei Meng, this waste, I lost it and pressed him to win. ”

Some spectators who participated in the gambling of the Great Fighting Soul Arena saw Lei fall sharply, and when they came back to their senses, they were already scolding.

At this time, Zhang Zheng seemed to be fine, and he didn't wait for the host to announce the results, he had already walked to the entrance channel.

"Winner!

Zhang Zheng player! ”

Seeing that Zhang Zheng had already walked to the entrance of the passage, the host came back to his senses and roared out the results of the game with a passionate voice.

For the host to call out Zhang Zheng's name, the audience did not associate or associate with his true identity.

After all, the name Zhang Zheng is not special, and the people who know his strength are only the real high-level of the mainland.

Or, a guy like Flender with special connections.

As for the audience here, most of them still don't care about Zhang Zheng's current level.

This is Zhang Zheng's fighting style.

Facing Titled Douluo, whose physical fitness is not inferior to himself or stronger than himself, he needs to use his soul skills to increase and rely on his strength to crush him.

And in the face of people whose physical fitness is far inferior to his own, his melee ability is also not weak.

After all, in the final analysis, none of his first three soul skills had the ability to directly attack.

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