Chapter 168: First round of confrontation

It's your own poor endurance, so it's no wonder I'm not going to blame me!" Wang Zhen laughed secretly in his heart, and soon came to Chen Yong's side.

At the beginning, Wang Zhen was waiting, and it was this time that he was waiting for. Through his previous observations, he already knew that Chen Yong had no flaws in the face of himself, maybe he didn't find it, but the result was the same. So since the other party has no flaws, then you have to create flaws for the other party.

Wang Zhen understood that everyone in the field was in a bad mood, so he naturally didn't have so much patience when waiting, and all he had to do was wait, waiting until everyone's patience was exhausted.

Just now, Chen Yong, who was constantly under impact, finally couldn't bear it, and the moment he turned back, that is, the moment his flaws appeared, so Wang Zhen took advantage of the situation to launch an offensive.

As soon as Chen Yong's words fell, Wang Zhen's body had already risen in the air not far in front of him, and his body kept arching backwards, and Wang Zhen was ready to take advantage of the situation to play his strongest punch and hit the opponent directly.

If it is said that under normal circumstances, in the face of the sudden attack of the opponent, many people will show a look of surprise and surprise, but at this time, where would Chen Yong show those expressions, not only did he not have it, but he smiled slightly before his head was turned around.

Seeing that Wang Zhen never made a move, Chen Yong, who had never made a move, had already learned that the other party was looking for his own flaws, but if he directly exposed a flaw to him, it might seem a little abrupt, and it was difficult to guarantee that the other party would not be fooled. No, the partners in his own door were in a commotion, and Chen Yong knew that the time for Wang Zhen to wait had come.

As a result, Chen Yong, who was planning to sell Wang Zhen a flaw, finally 'exploded' when those people began to slander him. However, although he turned his head, Chen Yong's attention was still all focused on him, and he was really ready to face Wang Zhen's sudden attack.

Feeling Wang Zhen's fierce punch, Chen Yong's left hand was horizontal, and he was horizontal in front of his head, ready to block Wang Zhen's punch, at the same time, he also turned his head, and his right hand was bent and ready to give a sharp blow after the opponent's blow was fruitless.

However, all this did not develop towards the plot designed by Chen Yong. Wang Zhen's punch did blast out, but when Chen Yong's left arm was raised, he opened his fist violently, and then grabbed Chen Yong's left arm in a breath.

In the face of an unexpected situation, Chen Yong was not in a hurry, and his right fist was struck out, and the target was naturally Wang Zhen, who grabbed his left arm.

However, Wang Zhen would be beaten there again, and because there was nowhere to borrow strength in the air, Wang Zhen took Chen Yong's left arm as the fulcrum, turned his body inward, and kicked out without the slightest hesitation when his foot was about to touch Chen Yong's head.

Although the force of this kick was indeed not small, because Wang Zhen grabbed Chen Yong's arm and gave the opposite force, the opponent's body shook but did not fall.

With a successful blow, Wang Zhen just wanted to let go, but an unexpected situation happened, Chen Yong's left hand stretched out violently, and he grabbed Wang Zhen's right leg at once. Chen Yong, who stabilized his figure, did not care about the head that he had just been kicked by the other party, but directly slashed at Wang Zhen's calf with a knife, and then raised a kick and kicked Wang Zhen's entire body away.

rolled on the ground several times in succession, and after Wang Zhen stood up, he reflexively got up. "Hiss!" There was a pain in the calf, although it didn't hurt much, but the opponent's striking knife was also very powerful.

"Damn, if you let go at the same time as you kick that kick, you will definitely be able to avoid these unwarranted disasters behind!" Rubbing the place kicked by Chen Yong, Wang Zhen said with some emotion.

In fact, Wang Zhen has been observing very well, and there is no problem with the countermeasures implemented, but he hesitated for a while at the moment of letting go at the end, otherwise he would definitely be able to retreat this time.

As early as when Wang Zhen had just rushed to Chen Yong not far in front of him and hadn't gotten up, he had already noticed that something was wrong. His movements are so big, it is impossible for the other party to react without reaction. So at that time, Wang Zhen already knew that this flaw might have been deliberately exposed to him by Chen Yong, but since he had already made a move, Wang Zhen, who did not leave anything for the other party and did not look back, immediately thought of a good countermeasure, so after taking off into the air, he first bowed his body vigorously, giving the other party the illusion that he wanted to punch with all his might.

Sure enough, before the fist arrived, Chen Yong's countermeasures had already come, and in the face of the left hand that suddenly came out, Wang Zhen grabbed it without the slightest reason, and took advantage of this fulcrum to rotate his body and prepare to give the opponent a heavy blow to the head. All of this is well designed, and it is also well executed, but the bad thing is that Wang Zhen did not grasp the timing of letting go in the end, which was taken advantage of by the other party.

It can be said that the first round of the battle ended with Wang Zhen's small defeat.

Chen Yong touched the part where he was kicked by Wang Zhen, with his current cultivation, he is indeed a little strong in the future, "It seems that this kid's cultivation is really solid!" Chen Yong couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time he also felt a trace of doubt, for a quasi-samurai cultivator, the hand knife he just now could completely cut off his calf, not to mention the quasi-samurai level, even if it was the ** strength of the samurai level, he was confident to break it, but why didn't he succeed?

How would Chen Yong know that Wang Zhen's ** strength at this time was no longer comparable to that of a quasi-warrior cultivator, soaking the liquid medicine almost once or several times a day for three years, plus he also swallowed a lot of desolate beast meat, at this time, Wang Zhen's ** strength was almost comparable to that of a martial artist at the level of martial arts, and it was even closer to the grandmaster level. These are one of Wang Zhen's reliance, although he doesn't know what his ** strength is, but it definitely exceeds the level of a quasi-warrior.

In fact, not only Wang Zhen, but even Feng Can, who is a soul master, has been continuously increasing his **strength in the past few years, making his **strength far more than that of soul masters of the same level, and even the **strength of soul masters of some higher levels is not comparable to Feng Can.

Chen Yong looked at Wang Zhen, who had just left a little pain on his head, and his anger was even stronger at this time. Although he was slightly better in the first round of the battle, in the first round of analysis, he was slightly worse than Wang Zhen, otherwise the other party would not be able to leave traces on his body.