In the shocked looks of everyone, Ah Bing changed his previous hippie smiling face and stepped towards Shen Cheng on the ground.

Ah Bing, who became serious, immediately gave everyone a completely different feeling.

Rumble!

In an instant of life and death, Shen Cheng rolled to the side with all his might, and avoided it dangerously.

And on the ground where he had just laid, he was brutally stepped out of the Dao crack by Ah Bing, like a spider web.

After failing to strike a blow, Ah Bing did not stop, but continued to launch a stormy offensive.

Shen Cheng got up from the ground, parryed in embarrassment, and retreated unstoppably.

The spectators who were still cheering for Shen Cheng before were completely shocked by the powerful strength shown by Ah Bing at this moment, and they all watched Shen Cheng retreat in a daze.

He was getting closer and closer to the cliff between the two boulders.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, one meter......

Shen Cheng desperately parried the iron fist of the soldier in front of him, as if he didn't notice that there was a cliff behind him.

Bang!

Suddenly, Ah Bing threw a punch in the oblique stab, and came straight to Shen Cheng's door.

Shen Cheng, who was already exhausted, was powerless to parry, and he was about to be knocked off the cliff with a punch.

But at the last moment, Ah Bing's fist stopped at the tip of his nose.

Time seemed to stop for this second, Shen Cheng only felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat, and subconsciously retreated half a step back.

It was this half step, half of his body was suspended in the air, and behind him was the abyss.

"You lost, Young Master Shen."

Ah Bing suddenly let go of his fist, gently tugged him, grabbed Shen Cheng by the collar, and pulled him back from the edge of the cliff.

Although he signed a life and death certificate today, Ah Bing didn't want to cause trouble.

The whole scene fell into complete silence, and Shen Cheng was also at a loss for a while, as if he couldn't accept that he was defeated like this.

The soldier in front of him stared at him twice, turned around and beckoned to Zhang Biao, and motioned for him to come over.

He said that he wanted Shen Cheng to apologize, and now in front of so many people, it is the best time.

However, what Ah Bing didn't expect was that at the moment when he turned around, Shen Cheng, who had eased up, suddenly gritted his teeth:

"No...... No...... I haven't lost yet...... There's no way I'm going to lose! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and took out a strange-looking lens from his arms.

This trapezoidal lens is like a corner removed from a gossip mirror, at first glance it looks ordinary, but Shen Cheng lifted it with one hand, and after the sunlight hit the lens, it was instantly scattered into countless slender rays of light, sprinkled on the ground where he was.

The sunlight that was focused by the lens and scattered turned into a thicker golden, and as the golden light shone through, in the area where Shen Cheng was, golden runes appeared on the stone slab!

The golden light was so strong that the spectators in the field and the soldiers who were close at hand couldn't help but tilt their heads and close their eyes, not daring to look directly.

But those personal bodyguards who followed Shen Cheng shrank their pupils suddenly, and secretly screamed in their hearts:

"It's over, why did the young master take out the gossip mirror in public......

Under the golden light, Shen Cheng's figure was completely submerged.

It took at least thirty seconds for Ah Bing to slowly lower the arm that was blocking his eyes.

And Shen Cheng, who was standing in front of him, had a completely different appearance.

He looked as if he had just come out of the fire scene, the clothes on his body were burned into rags by the golden light just now, and the skin under him was even cracked into thousands of ravines, looking as if he had been delayed.

However, the difference from Ling Chi was that under his cracked skin, there was not blood, but golden brilliance.

"This ...... What is it? ”

Ah Bing and hundreds of people at the scene secretly exclaimed at the same time, completely incomprehensible to the miracle in front of them.

Especially those local wealthy businessmen in Yangcheng were even more stunned at the moment.

"What just happened?"

"Did you see it, there are runes on the floor, and there are still gold seals, look!"

"I've lived in Yangcheng for forty years, and this Giant God Peak has come no less than a hundred times, how can this be ......?"

"No wonder the Shen family has to lock up this place for a month every year, there is really a secret here!"

Countless discussions came one after another, but Ah Bing, who was at the scene, didn't have time to analyze.

Because of Shen Cheng in front of him, his eyes were already full of murderous energy!

"Give me death!"

With a loud shout, Shen Cheng suddenly took a step, his right fist was full, and he swung directly towards Ah Bing's door.

Ah Bing's heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he put his arms up.

But this time, he couldn't stop it.

Click!

With a muffled sound, there was a familiar crisp sound on Ah Bing's arm - he was broken.

Shen Cheng's fist flowing with golden brilliance seemed to be blessed with some mysterious power, and when it hit Ah Bing's arms, Ah Bing felt as if he had been hit by a train, and flew out upside down on the spot!

He had never felt such a heavy force, and the force of Shen Cheng's punch at this time was even three points stronger than when Wu Feng was the most ruthless.

Under the blow, Ah Bing rolled to the ground.

And Shen Cheng was windy under his feet, approaching quickly, and punched the soldiers underground again.

"Give me death! Give me death! ”

With a chapped face, he repeated this sentence frantically, and slammed his fists unreasonably into the ground.

Under that extremely powerful force, Ah Bing had no way to fight back, so he could only raise his arms to protect the key parts and carry everything hard.

"Brother Xu!"

Zhang Biao on the side didn't know right, Ah Bing went on like this, I was afraid that he would be killed by Shen Cheng on the spot!

He yelled and wanted to rush into the field, but the bodyguards of the Shen family had already been on guard and surrounded him when they came up.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Biao desperately pushed them away, but there were many people on the other side, and the two sides quickly twisted into a ball.

In the field, Shen Cheng was still smashing down frantically.

He gritted his teeth.

He was sweating profusely.

He poured out all his strength and wanted to beat Ah Bing to death.

Shen Cheng entered a state of complete madness, and he didn't suddenly wake up until he threw hundreds of punches, the golden light on his body gradually dimmed, and his arm was so sore, that it was difficult to lift it anymore.

The blessings brought to him by bathing in the golden light were great, and once the effect passed, it was obvious that the side effects were also great.

Shen Cheng seemed to have come down from the battlefield with a bayonet, and took a few steps back with some detachment.

He looked at the soldier on the ground.

Ah Bing covered his head with his hands and remained motionless.

"I guess I'm dead......"

Shen Cheng comforted himself in his heart, just that messy punch just now, let alone killing a wild bull, even if he put an excavator, he had to be smashed to scrap.

But right now.

Shen Cheng suddenly found that Ah Bing had moved!

His stiff arms slowly lowered from his head, and the whole person turned half a circle on the ground, and cursed softly in his mouth:

"Damn...... It hurts......"