The Road to Slaying God

"Ahem... Well, will there be a problem?" Wang Feng walked to Zhang Yang and looked at Liu Biao who was struggling with Zhang Yundun.

"No one will die, but if Zhang Yun can't win, he can't do it without calling him Uncle Biao." Zhang Yang felt severe pain in his shoulder, gritted his teeth and walked to a stone to sit down and watch the battle.

At this time, Liu Biao's eyebrows stood up and his face was as red as Guan Gong, as if it could burn.

However, in the face of Liu Biao's anger, Zhang Yun didn't take it seriously at all, and still had a joking expression on his face. At that time, he didn't take Liu Biao to heart at all, as if he was playing with a monkey.

Indeed, Zhang Yun did not take Liu Biao seriously. All the intelligence showed that Liu Biao was just an ordinary person with greater strength.

However, Zhang Yun soon discovered that the information he had received was wrong, terribly wrong. Liu Biao was not only a little stronger than ordinary people, but much, much stronger, enough to knock him down with one fist...

"I won't beat you until you call me uncle today. My surname is not Liu. My surname is Zhu!"

After Liu Biao broke away from Zhang Yang, he forced himself towards Zhang Yun with a ferocious smile on his face. Zhang Yang sweated profusely when he heard Liu Biao's words. It seems that Liu Biao's mother's surname is Zhu! ?

Awesome!

Zhang Yun moved, and Zhang Yun actually attacked first. This was beyond all expectations. Zhang Yun's short and powerful body was like a cannonball.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Zhang Yun's fist hit Liu Biao's chest like lightning. What is surprising is that this thunderous punch hit Liu Biao's body as if nothing happened. Liu Biao Zhang Yun's body only took half a step back, but Zhang Yun was shocked back two steps.

"Hahaha...are you itching me? Come again, come again!"

Liu Biao laughed wildly and pushed towards Zhang Yun again. At this moment, the onlookers discovered that the jacket Liu Biao was wearing seemed to burst...

"Peng!" There was an exploding sound. This time, it didn't seem like it, but actually exploded. The clothes Liu Biao was wearing exploded like a bomb exploding, revealing his strong muscles.

Looking at the tangled and squirming muscles like tree roots, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.

Even Zhang Yang and Wang Feng looked shocked, because Liu Biao exuded an unparalleled power, combined with his muscles, as if the God of War descended to earth.

Zhang Yang and Aze couldn't help but look at each other. They knew Liu Biao's details best, but now, they found that they didn't understand Liu Biao at all. At least, Liu Biao never broke out like this before. The momentum was heart-stopping, and the muscles under Liu Biao's skin seemed to squirm with infinite power.

"Come on! Hahaha..."

Zhang Yun looked at the cloth strip hanging on Liu Biao's body and couldn't help but be startled. Before he could react, Liu Biao had already rushed over, his two fists blowing gusts of wind in the air...

Zhang Yun's body became as void as a shadow. Although Liu Biao's body was not fast, the speed of his long arms was not inferior, and the range of control was huge.

"Bang!"

The two exchanged punches, and Zhang Yun's body was almost knocked away. Fortunately, there was a rock behind him to block his body, otherwise, this punch would have knocked him down the mountain...

Zhang Yun's face became grim, and his movements began to become cautious. Now, he did not dare to attack at all. He was already sure that this bear-like Liu Biao knew how to do Qigong. It would be really hard for him to hit him with this little strength. Like itching.

Zhang Yun's tactics began to change. Now, on this flat land of less than ten square meters, Zhang Yun shuttled like a butterfly. Unfortunately, this butterfly was not surrounded by a flower, but by a huge body. Bear...

Zhang Yang was extremely envious of Zhang Yun's ghost-like body skills. A child from an aristocratic family like Zhang Yun had no shortage of training methods. Compared with newcomers like them, they were simply incomparable.

"Ahh..."

Liu Biao got a little mad. Although his fists were fast, he could never catch the illusory shadow. Of course, Liu Biao didn't know that Zhang Yun was under great pressure. Although Liu Biao's fists could not hit him , However, the wind from the punch was painful on his face. Whether it was Liu Biao's fist or Liu Biao's huge body, it caused huge psychological pressure on him. After all, this place was not suitable for moving. It’s less than ten square meters.

Liu Biao's fist left afterimages in the air, like an engine that never knows how tired it is...

Looking at the two figures in the middle of the field, Maimaiti and all his men felt chills running down their spines. Whether it was Liu Biao's powerful fists or Zhang Yun's erratic and ghostly movements, they all gave people a sense of astonishment. Kind of incredible.

Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!

Maimaiti couldn't help feeling that although time had increased his prestige and momentum, it had also dulled his spirit. Looking at the two high-spirited young people in the field, Maimaiti suddenly had a smile on his lips. Although he had lost He lost Redili, but he also has two outstanding sons and a beautiful and obedient daughter...

Maimaiti was sighing with emotion, while several of his men who were good at fighting were eager to try. They were all excited by Liu Biao's indomitable fighting style.

Sudden!

Just when the onlookers were thinking their own thoughts, Liu Biao's body suddenly stopped. It stopped very suddenly, just like a high-speed car suddenly stopped, which caused a strong visual impact.

"Little bastard, call me Uncle Biao now and I will let you go, otherwise... hehe..." Liu Biao said with a smile on his face.

"Bah, just call me Uncle Yun and I'll let you go." Zhang Yun's face has turned red. Obviously, it was very difficult to avoid Liu Biao's stormy fists just now, but if you want him to do this It was impossible to admit defeat, not to mention that he believed that Liu Biao should also be at the end of his fight.

"Okay, very good... When I spank you later, don't cry and say that I bullied the little brat..."

Liu Biao smiled wildly and walked towards Zhang Yun...

What surprised people was that Liu Biao clenched his fists and half-opened his arms. Instead of chasing and beating him, he pushed towards Zhang Yun step by step.

Seeing Liu Biao pushing towards Zhang Yun step by step, Zhang Yang, whose wound was in severe pain, couldn't help but smile. Liu Biao did not disappoint him and indeed took this approach.

Most people who know Liu Biao regard Liu Biao as a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. In fact, Zhang Yang knows very well that although Liu Biao cannot be said to be extremely intelligent, he is definitely not a stupid person, and he occasionally has some cleverness. , he can be regarded as a rough but fine guy. However, this guy is very lazy, very lazy. He advocates using force to solve everything. Therefore, he is too lazy to think about many simple problems. For him, whoever has the bigger fist will win. rational.

Now, Liu Biao started to use his brains to wash away the shame Zhang Yun had given him.

Liu Biao who doesn't use his brain is already very scary, but Liu Biao who uses his brain is undoubtedly scary but also terrifying...

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

…

Liu Biao's fists were very slow, and he attacked Zhang Yun one punch after another. However, although the speed was slow, because there was not much room to move, Zhang Yun still tried his best to dodge, and it was even harder than at the beginning. After all, , Liu Biao was gradually eroding his position with punch after punch. He had to move his whole body while dodging left and right, otherwise, Liu Biao would force him into the rocks.

Slowly, the outcome began to take shape. Zhang Yun's breathing became heavier and heavier, like a bellows, and his originally dark face turned red and black.

Liu Biao fought steadily, controlling the fighting circle to become smaller and smaller. Moreover, Liu Biao braked quietly, saving energy, while Zhang Yun moved and dodge desperately, without any time to rest... …

"Peng!" The sound of a fist hitting the flesh.

Finally, Zhang Yun couldn't resist anymore. After his agile body slowed down, he was punched by Liu Biao and flew up. He fell heavily to the ground, and beads of sweat as big as beans dripped down his painful face.

"Call Uncle Biao!" Liu Biao didn't catch up and said with a proud smile.

"Bah, you haven't won yet!"

Zhang Yun is also a stubborn guy. He staggered up and rushed towards Liu Biao with all his strength. Obviously, he wanted to change his fighting style and turn passive into active.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Hahaha……"

…

There was a dense sound of fists intersecting, mixed with Liu Biao's wild laughter. What he liked most was this fist-to-flesh fighting style. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yun was knocked unconscious and actually fought with him head-on.

Seeing the two people who had no tricks and were fighting randomly like common people, Wang Feng shook his head. He knew the outcome without looking at it. Moreover, he didn't want to see Zhang Yun knocked over by someone's punch. The best way to shout uncle on the ground is not to look...

(To be continued)