With his right hand, he clasped the werewolf Tov close to the spine of his neck, and Wang Zheng's left hand began to slide, touching the lumbar spine on the back of his waist, and then began to slowly increase the force.

The sound of "click" kept sounding, and it was obvious that the werewolf Tov's lumbar spine could not resist the strong pressure from Wang Zheng's fingers, and cracks began to appear. And because the nerves in the lumbar spine were compressed, the legs that werewolf Tov had been the point of force gradually felt numb, and then he couldn't feel his legs at all. Of course, if Wang Zheng lets go now, with the werewolf's strong recovery ability, he can still recover completely, but if it takes a while, when the lumbar vertebrae are completely crushed, even if the werewolf Tov survives, he will be paralyzed from now on.

"Enough!" Just when the werewolf Tov was struggling more violently because of Wang Zheng's words, a high-sounding voice said.

"Oh? Are you talking to me? Wang Zheng turned his head to look at the visitor.

It was a thin old man dressed in coarse cloth, holding a stick covered in pulp. If ordinary people saw it, they thought it was a homeless man, but Wang Zheng's face was a little stern, because in this thin old man's body, Wang Zheng felt an aura that was not weak. According to Wang Zheng's strength, Wang Zheng will think that he is not weak, obviously this old man is not as simple as he seems.

"Forgive this lost lamb, merciful Lord." The old man did not answer Wang Zheng's question, but flattened the stick in his hand, raised his head slightly, and said to the sky.

Although he seemed to be praying to the so-called Lord, Wang Zheng felt that this old man's qi was all locked on his body. That is, the old man in the course of ostensibly sincere prayers. It's already strictly distracted, which is a great disrespect to the gods. That's just that. This old man's position in Wang Zheng's heart is like the collapse of a mountain, and it has taken a sharp turn and fall.

"Old man, give you a chance, don't get in the way of my business." Wang Zheng made a rare show of mercy.

According to Wang Zheng's character, the old man's "enough" was enough to make Wang Zheng kill, but now that the werewolf Tov has been captured, Wang Zheng is in a happy mood, so he doesn't plan to care about the rude behavior of this old man who is not a good thing at first glance.

"Lord. Give me strength! Ahh!!hhhhh The old man ignored Wang Zheng's words and continued to pretend to be a ghost, but immediately after, he screamed miserably, because the impatient Wang Zheng had already made a move.

Wang Zheng is very clear, there are no so-called gods in the fantasy world, and there is no world even in the future, how can there be gods? The true gods do not look down on this kind of world that will die out sooner or later, and they are fighting for the territory of the main world. So. The gods in the old man's mouth either don't exist, or they are just strong people with a certain amount of power, so Wang Zheng is not afraid of the so-called "lord" in the old man's mouth, and he doesn't have the courage to appear in front of him.

"Is this the strength the Lord has given you?" Wang Zheng pointed to the old man's right arm, which had been severely deformed. From that curved point of view. This arm is 100% comminuted and fractured, and according to the old man's age, it is unlikely to recover. After all, the number of osteoblasts in the elderly is very small and the activity is very low.

But as soon as the words were finished. Wang Zheng's eyes were glaring. Because Wang Zheng had just finished ridiculing, the place where the old man's broken arm was broken flashed white. Then the old man's severed arm began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one minute, the arm, which had been comminuted, became the same as the original touch.

"Oh, the Lord is omnipotent." The old man said triumphantly.

Saying this, the old man raised his vigilance. Originally, when he saw the process of Wang Zheng's battle with the werewolf Tov, he thought that Wang Zheng's strength was not very good, after all, Wang Zheng's methods were very clever and did not reflect how strong his combat effectiveness was, but Wang Zheng's ability to appear in front of him like a teleportation just now showed that Wang Zheng's strength was not as simple as it seemed. Of course, even so, the old man didn't think that Wang Zheng would be able to defeat him.

"Really? Don't you feel like your heart is beating too fast? Wang Zheng pouted disdainfully.

There are two sources of energy, either produced in the body or absorbed externally. When the old man was recovering from his injuries, not only did he not absorb the energy from the outside, but instead leaked out some of it. That is to say, when he recovers from his injuries, he uses the energy in his body. But a person's body is so big, and the energy contained in it can't be too much, unless it is an infinite energy body like Wang Zheng that does not conform to any physical laws at all. After the old man recovered from his injuries, his heartbeat, which had been twenty beats per minute, suddenly increased to thirty. The rate of breathing can be reduced by increasing the volume of breathing, but the rate of the heartbeat represents the energy consumption of the body, and even if it can be reduced, it is best not to do so.

"Hehe, I don't know what you're talking about?" Wang Zheng's words made the old man's face change.

In addition to his strength, he also specialized in psychology and other disciplines, plus he has rich experience in pretending to be a ghost all year round, so he didn't show any flaws in his appearance just now. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Wang Zheng had a body element that was fourteen times the limit of human beings, and he could hear the heartbeat of human beings, I am afraid that there would be no way to discover the flaws exposed by the old man.

"Am I wrong, I'll know after the fight, what do you think?" Wang Zheng smiled faintly.

If this old man had just started to listen to Wang Zheng's words and left directly, then there would be no follow-up. But this old man not only didn't leave, but leaked his ability to recover faster than Wolverine in front of Wang Zheng, so there was no accident, Wang Zheng was tempted. Originally, he was just going to catch werewolves and vampires, but now he has to be added.

Regarding the old man's profession, Wang Zheng already had some guesses in his heart. If Wang Zheng's analysis is correct, this old man should be an ascetic. The ascetic is the same as the extreme martial artist, the difference is that the extreme martial artist puts himself in an extreme environment, stimulates his potential through the stimulation of the extreme environment, and hones his will. The principle of ascetics is similar, but they follow a different path. Ascetics tend to be fanatics, hypnotizing themselves with their infinite devotion to the Lord, thereby relieving the brain's self-protection function and unleashing their potential, while at the same time being very determined by their willpower due to their great reverence for the Lord.

This old man, dressed in tattered clothes, with a dog-beating stick, also has great strength, which is very suitable for the ascetic. Wang Zheng only had a little doubt, this old man obviously didn't have any reverence for the "Lord", how did he gain great power?

"Lord, give me strength!" The ascetic shouted loudly to the sky.

With his words, Wang Zheng clearly felt that the originally loose spiritual power in his body suddenly condensed, and after these spiritual powers were condensed, they directly poured into the stick in his hand. With the influx of spiritual power, the stick, which originally looked ordinary, suddenly began to emit a faint white light, which spread to his whole body along the ascetic's arm holding the stick, and slowly merged into his body.

After these white lights poured into his body, the old man, who originally looked like he was seventy years old, suddenly wanted to take a large dose of Viagra, his face became extremely ruddy, and his loose muscles suddenly swelled, and in just a second, a thin old man suddenly became a muscular man, except that his height did not change.

"Why is it this bloody scene again?" Wang Zheng complained a little weakly.

Wang Zheng did not stop the old man's transformation, because even if he completed the transformation, his strength would only be one-tenth of Wang Zheng's, so there was no need to worry about it at all. The reason why Wang Zheng wanted him to complete his transformation was to compare the advantages and disadvantages of his transformation and that of a werewolf.

In terms of the increase in strength alone, the werewolf is undoubtedly superior, and the strength that was originally only four times the limit of the human race has directly increased to about ten times. This is also why Wang Zheng was tricky just now, because without using qi, Wang Zheng is not much stronger than Tofu. And the ascetic's transformation, strictly speaking, is only to adjust the body to a state suitable for battle, in fact, even if it is not, the ascetic's strength will only drop by 30%. (To be continued......)