"Okay, good, the Heavenly Snake King really lives up to his reputation." A burst of laughter came from the smoke and dust: "Originally, I heard that King Miè came to Nanwan, so I thought about fighting him to the death and achieving my martial arts."

"When I heard that you teamed up to kill them, I still have regrets."

"After that, they said that your Heavenly Snake King was the head of the four kings, and I was even more disdainful."

"But in today's fight, I realized that your martial arts are indeed above me."

With this burst of laughter, the wind sounded, and then all the smoke and dust in the small courtyard were blown away, revealing the two people standing in the wreckage.

And the man who just said these words was the man in white who attacked Zuo Zhicheng, kicked up the rockery, and slammed into a mess. I saw that this man had long hair mixed with white threads. The skin on his face is delicate, his eyes are clear, and there is a confidence that is palpable.

"Zuo Zhicheng, this time I lost, but it won't be long before I will come to you again, and at that time, I will win." The man in white looked at Zuo Zhicheng, who was silent, and said these words in a calm tone, as if he was not talking about the future, but something that had already happened.

Zuo Zhicheng also looked at him calmly, and under the detection of infrared sight, the strength of the other party's body was exposed.

'Orange, seventy-eight percent.'

This is almost the strongest body strength of all the creatures Zuo Zhicheng's infrared vision has seen so far, except for himself. Even Zuo Zhicheng, who has always remained calm and composed, flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

In fact, without the observation of infrared sight, he was already able to understand how powerful the opponent's body was in the battle with the other party just now.

'This intensity. Zuo Zhicheng is a martial artist himself, and he has also fought against masters such as the Red Sun Monk, the Wheel Dharma King, the Daoyu Dharma King, and the Ruining Miè Dharma King. But it was the first time he had really met someone who could fight him head-to-head with so much, and he deeply understood how hard it took to cultivate his body to this point.

'Self-masochistic level hell cultivation also requires a large amount of psionic food. I'm afraid he won't even have time to sleep. Because as soon as the intensity of the training is reduced, the strength of his muscles decreases.'

'To be able to achieve this kind of course, if there is no adventure, it means that he has trained harder than me.'

Even harder than himself, Zuo Zhicheng couldn't imagine what kind of hellish cultivation it would be. As for what the other person says. He understood what it meant.

The battle between the two just now is basically just relying on their strength. Just like Zuo Zhicheng's side, he neither used the power of the mind nor performed Taoism. The other side is obviously the same, and it can be said that neither side is exerting their full strength. First, because the other party and him are not mortal enemies, and there is no killer, and secondly, this is Zuo Zhicheng's territory, and neither of them thought of destroying this place.

But even so. After a simple fight, the other party also understands his martial arts, or strength. Speed, explosiveness, or weaker than Zuo Zhicheng. So he calmly admitted his defeat and said that he would challenge it again.

"How comfortable are you?" Zuo Zhicheng asked. The Shadow Corps, the other two of the four generals, Zuo Zhicheng has already seen it. Only He Zi, the owner of the Freedom Pavilion, has not yet seen him.

"Yes, that's me." He Zizai said: "Zhu Yuwen asked me to bring you a message. I'll go to Haijing tomorrow, and I have something to discuss with you." There was a flying confidence in his tone. After saying that, he didn't linger, turned around and left.

"My martial arts are not as good as you now, and the venue here can't fight hard, I hope we can have a good time next time we meet."

He Zi is in this person, Zuo Zhicheng has heard a lot of rumors about him before, but now that he has really met him, he knows what kind of person the other party is.

This is obviously an obsession with martial arts, strength, and physical limits, in addition, the other qiē seems to be floating clouds in his eyes, and even the victory or defeat of the martial arts competition does not matter to him, it is just a stepping stone to help him improve the realm of martial arts.

I don't know how such an unruly and uninhibited person was pulled into the Shadow Corps.

Seeing He Zizi disappearing, Zuo Zhicheng shook his head, turned to look at Liu Manwen and Lin Yuexi, who were still lying on the wall, looking at him stupidly.

Zuo Zhicheng said: "Find someone to repair the walls and rockeries here."

"Yes...... Yes, my lord." Lin Yuexi was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped off the wall with some embarrassment.

Liu Manwen over there also smiled awkwardly, looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a surprised and respectful gaze and said, "Brother Zuo, it's been a long time."

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Liu Manwen smiled and said: "There are some things I want to discuss, my father has always wanted to talk to you after hearing about your deeds, I wonder if Brother Zuo can give me a face, and go to my house for a light meal in a few days?"

"I can't." Zuo Zhicheng left without looking back, and walked towards the room: "My time is very tight, and I don't have time to spend on those meaningless things."

"Senseless......" Liu Manwen gritted his teeth, his face was a little ugly.

"What are you waiting for, go find someone to repair the walls and rockery."

Lin Yuexi heard Zuo Zhicheng's order, and smiled awkwardly at Liu Manwen: "Miss Liu, I think, let's go."

Liu Manwen glared at her, didn't reply, stepped on her feet, and left with a stagger.

At this time, Zuo Zhicheng's voice suddenly came out of the room of the black hole again: "By the way, go and sue sù Qingyueyang,. [,！ I don't have time to attend tomorrow's meeting, so I just have to tell me when, where I'm going, and who I'm going to kill."

As one of the four generals of the Shadow Corps, although Zuo Zhicheng is unwilling to waste too much time on it, some tasks always have to be completed, after all, the other party has provided him with a lot of resources, and he can't just take money and not do things.

……

A few days later, in the underground room, a bald man with a strong body was lying on the test bench, his limbs, waist, and neck were all tied with belts, and he was pressed to the platform. But even so, you can still see the muscles of the strong man constantly twisting, and the whole body has been struggling frantically.

There is also a very special thing about strong men, that is, the bones of the joints are particularly thick, just like huge pieces of iron, giving people a strange sense of strength.

Next to the test bench, Xu Hongfei was holding a knife at a loss, and behind him, Zuo Zhicheng coldly urged: "20 minutes have passed, how long do you have to wait?" (To be continued)

ps: Everyone is very powerful, the monthly pass has increased a lot, thank you here.

But now the opponent of the sixth place is so fierce, I implore the old man who has a monthly pass in his hand to make persistent efforts and vote for more monthly passes for this book.