Chapter 42: Stupid Cow

? Back in the room, Zhang Cheng immediately entered the underground training ground to summon the minotaur, the minotaur who was in the main god square before had been dismissed by Zhang Cheng, and Zhang Cheng, who was nearly three meters tall, didn't think it could get through the small door of the room.

Looking at the big man in front of him, Zhang Cheng first used his mind to create a huge steel block weighing 2 tons in the training ground, and then ordered the minotaur to lift the steel block.

The minotaur gasped twice, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the boring thing that made it **, but it still walked to the steel block, bent its legs, bent down, and pulled its hands at the bottom of the steel block, and then lifted the steel block effortlessly, and then with a force of both legs, a piece of steel heavier than an ordinary car was lifted to the top of the head by the minotaur so easily.

The minotaur looked down at Zhang Cheng, who looked surprised, and snorted lightly, meaning to ask if he could put the steel block down, Zhang Cheng hurriedly nodded, signaling the minotaur to put down the steel block in his hand, I don't know if it was to express the dissatisfaction in his heart or to show off his strength, the minotaur used both hands to exert his strength, and actually threw the steel block out more than ten meters away, and bang, when the steel block smashed to the ground, Zhang Cheng felt that the ground of the training ground trembled.

Seeing that the minotaur has such a strong strength and **** power, Zhang Cheng is very satisfied, although the skeleton soldiers summoned before have strong defensive power, but at most they can only explore the path or deal with some weaker enemies, and the combat ability of ** witch is close to zero, I don't know that this time the addition of the minotaur will change the situation that the summoned demon soldiers cannot participate in the battle, and provide the Zhongzhou team with a forward warrior who does not have to worry about death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng created a simulated enemy according to his 50% ability, and asked the minotaur to practice with him in actual combat, if the minotaur can defeat it, then it is definitely capable of taking a place in the future head-on battle.

However, Zhang Cheng's wishful thinking seems to be a little too ideal, although the first round of ** hand minotaur punch will send the simulated enemy flying dozens of meters away, causing it to hit hard, but this attack did not completely defeat the simulated enemy, and the simulated enemy who realized the terrifying power of the minotaur also changed his tactics, from frontal confrontation to guerrilla warfare, constantly surrounding the minotaur to harass it.

The minotaur not only inherits the brute strength of the cow, but also has the slow movement speed of the old ** cow, and the movement speed is not >ΞΆ very fast

In the end, Zhang Cheng reluctantly terminated this meaningless sparring, according to this development, this confrontation may need to last for a day and a night and will not necessarily end, but this also proves one point, that is, the Minotaur as a striker or ** gray may be possible, but it seems unlikely to be able to take charge of it alone with its strength, if the enemy is simulated in the confrontation just now, this battle must not last long.

In addition to its powerful strength and **** power, the minotaur did not have any special surprises, so Zhang Cheng focused his attention on another new skill, that is, sacrifice.

Judging from the literal meaning of the introduction of "sacrifice the summoned demon soldiers to Satan and obtain temporary abilities", the skill of sacrifice seems to be to obtain some abilities in exchange for summoning objects, Zhang Cheng looked at the minotaur sitting on the ground next to him who was still red with anger, tried to stretch out his right hand to it, and then launched the sacrifice skill.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhang Cheng snorted lightly, only to see that the extremely depressed minotaur suddenly turned into a **light group towards Zhang Chengji**, which continued to shrink in the process of flying, and finally compressed from a ** and a minotaur to a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball.

Seeing this ball of light like a bullet rushing towards him, Zhang Cheng was startled, and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but the ball of light seemed to have its own positioning and navigation to pursue Zhang Cheng's right hand, and the speed was extremely fast, Zhang Cheng couldn't dodge at all, so he had to grit his teeth and prepare to bear this blow.

When the ball of light touched his right hand, Zhang Cheng did not feel any pain or discomfort, only to see that the ball of light quickly integrated into the back of his right hand, and at the same time, Zhang Cheng felt as if a warm current was injected into his right arm along the back of his hand, and the muscles of his right arm began to expand with the injection of warm current.

The light of the ball of light gradually dissipated, Zhang Cheng raised his hand to check the ** skin that the ball of light touched just now, and found that a small totem mark in the shape of a bull's head appeared on the back of his right hand, and he faintly felt that his right arm was full of unprecedented power.

Looking around the training ground, Zhang Cheng just saw the piece of steel that was thrown out by the minotaur before, he walked over, held the bottom of the steel block with his right hand, and held the side of the steel block with his left hand, and then Zhang Cheng shouted: "Get up." And the two-ton steel block was lifted by Zhang Cheng with the force of his right hand.

Zhang Cheng was completely stunned by his own strength, if it was normal, this weight of the object ** Zhang Cheng was not unable to lift it, but he had to use both hands at the same time, and at this time Zhang Cheng's left hand was just keeping the balance of the steel block, and there was no force at all, that is to say, he completely relied on the strength of his right hand to lift the steel block weighing two tons.

Zhang Cheng pushed forward with his right hand and threw the steel block out, and the ground trembled again because of the impact of the steel block, but fortunately, the ground of the training ground was extremely hard, otherwise such a heavy object would fall down twice in a row, and I believe that even the venue of the Olympic weightlifting competition could not bear it.

Zhang Cheng raised his right arm and looked over and over again, the right arm that swelled to the thickness of a calf did not make Zhang Cheng feel any discomfort, but the **** sense of strength from the inside out made him feel extremely excited, and he always wanted to find another place to vent some of the spilled power, and the simulated enemy who had not disappeared on the side unfortunately came into Zhang Cheng's eyes.

Since there were no instructions or orders, the simulated enemy stood there straight like a sculpture, Zhang Cheng walked up to the unlucky guy who didn't know what was going to happen next, and measured the two with his hands. br/>

Zhang Cheng's right foot took a small step back, clenched his right fist to the back side, and then vigorously swung his right fist towards the mouth of the simulated person to share