In fact, the Demon King Army, the most elite troops, is either equipped with war horses or locomotives.

However, Akainu obviously does not belong to the elite ranks, so he can only rely on his legs.

In the wasteland, gasoline, locomotives, and war horses are all scarce resources.

This information, when Zhao Cheng had relevant thoughts, quickly appeared in Zhao Cheng's mind.

The Demon King Army, although the name sounds like a ragtag army, but in fact, it is indeed a ragtag army, but this does not mean that the rules of the Demon King Army are not strict.

In an army that gathers up with violence, the gap between classes is incomparably huge, and the superiors can arbitrarily kill and kill the subordinates.

As for the style of the Demon King Army, it can be summed up in a high degree, in fact, it is just one sentence, that is, in addition to good things, do everything.

Among them, the high-level is better, dealing with the direct oppression of the weak, not much interest, but the low-level miscellaneous soldiers, that is, the so-called thugs, occasionally kill a few people, put a few fires to relax, it is commonplace.

Of course, the evil at the top is greater, because it is they who have established such a regular order.

Zhao Cheng was thinking about some things in his heart, but he already had the idea of using all these demon king armies behind him to hone his martial arts.

With so many resources right in front of you, if you don't use them, are you still human?!

Thrifty like Zhao Cheng can't tolerate these wastes.

After that, while marching, Zhao Cheng gathered his thoughts and once again put all his thinking on boxing.

Theoretically speaking, all of Chigou's martial arts boxing techniques can be used by Zhao Cheng, and even the combat instinct is also a state after the superposition of Chigou's fighting instinct and Zhao Cheng's fighting instinct.

But Zhao Cheng is not a red dog in the end, and the gap in fighting style will also bring about a gap in combat effectiveness.

And what Zhao Cheng wants is to absorb the opponent's martial arts wisdom as much as possible in such a superimposed state and make it a part of himself.

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Black Tiger Gate.

In the past peaceful era, such a gate stationed in the place would not be too bad, but in the wasteland, even if there were once two masters here, on the basis of not oppressing ordinary people, it must be dilapidated, and the only bright spot is that the place is still tidy.

Even the large plots of land are not green, but are planted with food that can be eaten.

The crop yield of the wasteland is naturally extremely low, and it stands to reason that such a material foundation should not be able to give birth to many martial arts masters.

With the consumption of martial arts masters, just eating is a big problem.

However, in Zhao Cheng's experience, although the amount of food in this world is indeed larger, it is not much bigger than ordinary people, and even the top martial artists even eat less than ordinary people.

It is said that this is the effect of the fine pores, and the more active the fine pores, the more they can quietly absorb a certain energy that can supply life activities from the heavens and the earth.

Zhao Cheng walked in the Black Tiger Gate with his hands behind him, followed by a group of demon king troops, in addition, there were also a number of high-level people from the Qinghuang Collection.

These people were originally plotting to besiege and kill Chigou, but there were actually many of these people who had already betrayed and defected to the enemy.

Even if Chigou doesn't have an intelligence system, he can't stand the fact that someone frequently transmits news in order to make meritorious contributions.

Of course, there are naturally smart people in the Demon King Army, and as early as before, someone said to Akainu that these people may be trying to attract attention and cover some people to escape.

However, Akagu doesn't care about the life or death of some ants at all, as long as these martial artists don't run away, these people get together, in his opinion, it's a good thing.

At the same time, Li Zai's conjecture is not wrong, this time, the Demon King Army is here to plunder slaves, not to mention ordinary people, even martial artists, they will be reduced to slaves.

The way to live did not exist from the beginning.

Because the leader of the Demon King Army, the King of Fists, the Demon King of Fists, can't wait to see the Demon King Tower standing.

These martial artists, after being caught, have to work hard when they are alive, and when the tower is finished, they have to sacrifice their blood to blood.

In this way, the majesty of the Demon Boxer King is revealed!

The wasteland is such a twisted and crazy era, and the more crazy people are, the easier it is to grasp power.

Soon, Zhao Cheng came to a fairly vast space, in the wasteland, the camera is a rare thing, it is in the Black Tiger Gate, there is no photo of the Black Tiger Master, but there is a portrait of the Black Tiger Master.

At this moment, the portrait is hanging on the wall.

It is an ink painting, there are not many lines, but a few brushstrokes, but it outlines a figure that seems to be short, but it seems to stand tall and tall.

The erect ridge beam, towering like a high mountain, seems to be able to hold up a piece of the sky.

"It's all there!"

Zhao Cheng looked at the portrait hanging from a high place, but he thought of the Black Tiger Master that he had put together in his impression.

The Black Tiger Master is not good-looking, with a short figure, and his face is also a little ugly, but his spirit is not comparable to ordinary people, no matter how beautiful the empty skin is, I am afraid that it cannot withstand a finger of the Black Tiger Master.

At the same time, it is obvious that a portrait cannot depict the whole of a person, and the portrait is still like this, when the Black Tiger Master is alive, I am afraid that it will be even more amazing.

If it weren't for his radiation sickness, it is hard to imagine what kind of realm his boxing skills would eventually reach.

Zhao Cheng looked at the words quietly, and still had some regrets that he couldn't see the Black Tiger Master with his own eyes.

And behind him, the group of people in Qinghuangji were panicked in their hearts, and they didn't know what Zhao Cheng wanted to do.

If Zhao Cheng came up and started with them, they wouldn't think much about it.

But the other party, as soon as they came up, just when they wanted to make a move, they suddenly said something, they had heard the name of the Black Tiger Master for a long time, and they wanted to come to pay their respects, which made them unable to understand.

However, this is a good thing for them, the other party's large army is here now, and the longer the delay, the greater the chance that their disciples will leave.

Finally, Zhao Cheng felt that he was almost hanging, so he turned around and walked outside, until he walked out of the Black Tiger Gate and arrived at an open area, then he stopped abruptly, and said to everyone in Qinghuangji: "You guys go up together, defeat me, and you can live."

"Otherwise, die!"

Immediately, some of them knelt down and said, "My lord, I am my own!"

At the same time, Zhao Cheng's subordinates also came over to prove this matter to Zhao Cheng.

However, when Zhao Cheng heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Am I the leader, or are you the leader?!"

The man immediately turned pale with fright, and fell to his knees, not daring to speak again.

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