Chapter 639: Do You Want to Get Stronger?

To be honest, for a martial artist of Cao Ming's level, Zhang Wenzhong really didn't regard him as an opponent. However, since Tan Qingqing has already opened his mouth to ask for help, he will not refuse, not to mention, he has no good impression of this flowery guy.

At this moment, seeing Cao Ming's arrogant face posing with a seemingly majestic but useless shelf that often appears in martial arts films, Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

It seems that this Cao Ming really regards himself as an ordinary person with a weak physique.

"Let me do three tricks, won't you? Shaking his head, Zhang Wenzhong said such a sentence with a smile, and at the same time took a step towards Cao Ming, and suddenly released the momentum that had been in a state of convergence, and swept towards Cao Ming.

In the eyes of the surrounding criminals, Zhang Wenzhong simply took a step towards Cao Ming. But in Cao Ming's view, things are far from so simple.

Before taking this step, Zhang Wenzhong was an ordinary person with a weak physique and a kneading in Cao Ming's eyes. But after taking this step, Zhang Wenzhong's figure instantly became taller in Cao Ming's eyes, like an insurmountable majestic mountain, with a desperate momentum, overwhelmingly pressing on him.

Cao Ming's strength in martial arts is also good among the younger generation of martial artists. Although it is not as good as Chen Xi at the beginning, it is also worthy of entering the ranks of prefecture-level martial artists. Although on the surface, he put on a contemptuous and contemptuous posture towards Zhang Wenzhong. But in my heart, I still attach great importance to Zhang Wenzhong. After all, he is not a fool, since Tan Qingqing dares to release such cruel words, it shows that this seemingly weak guy has more or less two strokes. And the reason why he put on those contemptuous and contemptuous postures was to provoke Zhang Wenzhong so that he could take advantage of the situation.

He understands the principles of despising the enemy strategically and attaching importance to the enemy tactically.

In fact, behind Cao Ming's seemingly fancy and useless moves, there was indeed a powerful killing move. It's a pity that although he guessed that Zhang Wenzhong was a hidden master, he didn't expect that Zhang Wenzhong's strength was so strong. You don't even need to use your hands, just by using your momentum, you can't make yourself able to parry.

After living for so many years, Cao Ming's heart gave birth to a feeling of despair for the first time.

Cao Ming gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on to the momentum released by Zhang Wenzhong.

However, this momentum was not released by an ordinary martial artist, but by a cultivator who had the stage of transforming into a god. Moreover, Zhang Wenzhong's cultivation of the Heart Sutra of Medicine, the second realm of qi cultivation, originally focused on the use of 'qi'. And this momentum is also a kind of 'qi'. The momentum released by Zhang Wenzhong now, even if it is a cultivator of the same level, will be affected by it. Not to mention, there is only Cao Ming, who cultivated at the early stage of the prefecture level.

Cao Ming only felt that the momentum released by Zhang Wenzhong was like a mountain of tens of millions of tons pressing on him, pressing him out of breath and making him dizzy and cramping. Cao Ming couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to the ground with a 'plop'.

This is also thanks to the mercy of Zhang Wenzhong's subordinates, who only released a small part of the momentum. Otherwise, Cao Ming would not have fallen to the ground ordinarily, but was directly killed by this terrifying momentum

"I ...... I throw in the towel. Although he was unwilling, Cao Ming still mustered up the last trace of strength left in his body and held back such a sentence. He knew very well that he had kicked the iron plate this time. The seemingly weak guy in front of him is simply a terrifying and extremely strong man. Even those elders in the family didn't have such a terrifying momentum as him. If you insist on carrying it hard, what you lose will not be as simple as a little face.

Except for Zhang Wenzhong and Cao Ming, the rest of the people, whether it was Tan Qingqing standing next to Zhang Wenzhong, or Xing Jǐng, who was watching strongly, did not know what happened between the two.

In their opinion, Zhang Wenzhong just took a step forward, and then Cao Ming fell to the ground inexplicably and sweatily, and quickly surrendered and conceded defeat.

This...... What the hell is going on?

Similar questions, almost at the same time, appeared in the minds of the criminals. At the same time, these gossip-loving criminals also speculated and discussed the reason for this matter with their own opinions:

"Could it be that this guy named Cao Ming just looks burly, but in fact he is an embroidered pillow that he doesn't like?

"Could it be that Mr. Zhang is cultivating the legendary Shadowless Feet? Although he didn't seem to move, he actually kicked N at this guy named Cao Ming with a speed that was difficult for the naked eye, kicking him directly to the ground?"

"Aren't you? Mr. Zhang is using shadowless feet? Wouldn't our Tan team become Aunt Thirteen? It really damages Aunt Thirteen's perfect image in my mind......"

"Listening to what you mean, is it possible that there is a ...... between our Tan team and Mr. Zhang."

Seeing that these topics were being discussed, Tan Qingqing's face suddenly sank, and he turned his head and shouted at them: "You guys, just watch, you dare to gossip there." Shut up quickly, or I'll lead you to devil training."

The criminals were all taken aback, and quickly closed their mouths and did not dare to say any more, and pretended to be busy with work. Only those few who have discussed the relationship between Zhang Wenzhong and Tan Qingqing have some fear in their hearts at this time, and their faces have become blue and white for a while because of this, which is even more intense and beautiful than the Sichuan opera changing face.

After drinking these tortures, Tan Qingqing set his eyes on Cao Ming, who was barely getting up from the ground.

Just when Cao Ming surrendered and admitted defeat, Zhang Wenzhong put away the momentum that swept towards him. For Zhang Wenzhong, bullying a martial artist of Cao Ming's level is really not something worth mentioning, so it is enough to punish him a little so that he will not dare to pester Tan Qingqing again in the future.

Tan Qingqing snorted coldly and said, "Cao Ming, I hope you can do what you say and stop pestering me." Otherwise, next time, it won't be as simple as letting you lie on the ground. She didn't wait for Cao Ming to answer, and pulled Zhang Wenzhong away: "Let's go, Brother Zhang, I'll take you to pick up the car." ”

Looking at the backs of Tan Qingqing and Zhang Wenzhong who disappeared at the corner of the corridor, Cao Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he gritted his teeth and muttered in his heart: "A pair of jiān husbands and wives, don't be too proud of him, sooner or later, one day, I will return the shame I suffered today to you a thousand times." At that time, I will definitely make you unable to survive and die."

At this moment, an abrupt and demagogic voice suddenly sounded in Cao Ming's ears: "Do you want to become stronger? Do you want revenge?"

Cao Ming was taken aback by this abrupt voice, his eyes widened and he glanced at the surrounding torturers, and asked angrily, "Who?

Cao Ming's sudden frenzy made the criminals stunned.

For this guy, the criminals don't have a good impression of him, and when they talk, they naturally won't save him any face. After being slightly stunned, they all said with disdain and sneer:

"Isn't this guy crazy?

"In my opinion, he was probably stupid by Mr. Zhang?"

"Hmph, I just confessed in front of Mr. Zhang, this will make you want to regain your majesty in front of us? ”

Cao Ming was sneered at by the torturers, and his face turned blue and trembled slightly. However, just as he was about to get angry and furious, the voice full of demagogic power just now resounded again: "Do you want to become stronger? Do you want revenge? I can fulfill your wish."

This time, Cao Ming could be sure that this voice was indeed not made by these torturers who were present. Because he was shocked to find that this voice was actually ringing in his head.

Cao Ming couldn't help but be startled, and his face instantly turned pale: "Could it be ...... Am I actually hitting a ghost?"

A demagogic voice sounded again: "I am not a ghost, I am a god who can grant your wishes." If you want, I can make you strong so that you can take revenge...... Think about it, what a relieving and refreshing thing it is to trample that hateful man under your feet and let that hateful woman beg for mercy under your crotch......"

Cao Ming involuntarily followed the content of this voice to hallucinate, a strange smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked in a voice that only he could hear: "What can I do to become stronger and take revenge?"

"It's simple, as long as you do what I say, it's ......"

Cao Ming's eyes gradually became cold and fierce.

"Wait, soon, I will make you guys who have laughed at me pay the price of blood" After glancing at the surrounding criminals with a cold gaze, Cao Ming turned around and left the office of the criminal jǐng team to complete the task given to him by the demagogic voice......

Cao Ming's experience and changes, Zhang Wenzhong and Tan Qingqing did not know. At this time, they had already arrived in the parking lot.

"Brother Zhang, should you be Cao Ming who used momentum to subdue just now?" Compared with ordinary criminal punishments, Tan Qingqing, who practiced martial arts, still had some clues about what happened just now.

"That's right. Zhang Wenzhong nodded and replied.

Tan Qingqing said with emotion: "I didn't expect it, I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Zhang, your strength has actually improved again." Being able to subdue Cao Ming with momentum, your strength is already in the realm of a heaven-level martial artist?"

Zhang Wenzhong smiled slightly and did not answer.

Tan Qingqing suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Brother Zhang, why don't I worship you as a teacher?"