The killing system in my brain

Chapter 463

Seeing Cui Jian's clear look, Zheng He chuckled, and mocked unabashedly: "Only people like you who don't know much about sects and go out all day will know nothing about it." I know, do you think you are qualified to be the Suzerain?"

Cui Jian was dumbfounded, this guy has gone crazy.

He said seriously: "Actually, I really have no idea about the position of the suzerain. Also, my master has reached the power of the gods. As long as he slowly immerses himself in this state and gradually develops his body to the limit, then theoretically at least he can do it." It’s not a problem to live for 30 or [-] years, so why are we fighting for this so early?”

Although Xiongba told him in the previous conversation that he still has five years to live, but the master of the gods has been completely called a supernatural being, and all kinds of things in it cannot be calculated by common sense. Modern science has not yet figured out how strong the human body is. A definition, so it is said to be a five-year lifespan, but when Xiongba gradually reveals his supernatural powers, his lifespan will definitely be more than that.

Unless there are other changes, this is another way of saying it.

Zheng He was taken aback, and said in surprise: "You have no idea about the suzerain position?"

Cui Jian shrugged, "Sorry, I'm not interested in this position at all."

Zheng He laughed, looked at Cui Jian's muscular body, and raised his chin, "Then what are you planning to do with your acting?"

"Let's fight." Cui Jian said, "Since you are so close to your face that you want to slap me, I have to slap it, I'm afraid it will damage my clothes, so let it go first. "

Hearing Cui Jian's taunting skill, Zheng He didn't look angry at all, but nodded with a smile, "It's up to you whether to hit or not, since the suzerain has let the wind out, then this matter is up to you."

Cui Jian sighed, "People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes."

Zheng He deeply agreed, "It is true."

As he spoke, he put the briefcase in his hand aside, walked ten steps away from Cui Jian, and stood still.

Seeing that Zheng He was unarmed, Cui Jian raised his eyebrows, "A weapon or a fist?"

Zheng He smiled and said, "Since I came to challenge you, you decide."

Cui Jian nodded, "Then let's punch first."

Zheng He's legs opened and closed slightly bent, his waist and horse sank slightly, and he raised his hands, "Come on."

"it is good."

Cui Jian stopped talking nonsense, he moved his feet, his blood was still surging, he kicked his legs, and after stamping out a crack in the spot, his whole body was full of muscles, his figure was raised several inches, and he felt extremely fierce. Power erupted from him completely.

Seeing Cui Jian, who was like a cannonball, Zheng He's eyes almost popped out. He didn't expect Cui Jian's fists to be so fierce.

However, Zheng He didn't have the slightest fear, instead he looked excited, breathed out turbid air, and shouted, "Good time."

As he spoke, his chest protruded as high as a bellows, and a fiery aura suddenly emanated from his whole body, like a big oven, slamming into Cui Jian without showing any weakness, without losing the slightest advantage.

The two flew close in the blink of an eye, looking at Cui Jian in front of him, Zheng He's mouth was wide open, and his protruding chest quickly disappeared like a deflated balloon, but it was accompanied by a deafening low voice. The thick roar sounded like a dragon and an elephant roaring loudly, or like a tiger roaring lowly.

The huge sound that erupted from Zheng He's mouth even set off a sound wave visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards Cui Jian in the shape of a trumpet.

Cui Jian only felt pain in his eardrums, and was almost pierced by the sound. If an ordinary person hit him like this, he might really be resonated by the loud sound and die from bleeding from his seven orifices.

Not half a second after Zheng He yelled, Cui Jian stretched out his hand like lightning and covered Zheng He's mouth, the loud voice came to an abrupt end.

This made Zheng He stunned, what kind of operation is this, and there is such a trick?
Cui Jian snorted, "Shut up!"

Then, Cui Jian's left fist hit Zheng He's head heavily like a hammer.

However, what surprised Cui Jian was that Zheng He didn't dodge or dodge in the face of such a heavy blow, which made Cui Jian a little bit difficult, isn't he a fool?

At the last moment of the final fall, Cui Jian finally remembered that he was also a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, so he didn't make a deadly move, and hit Zheng He's shoulder with his fist and hammer.

Boom!
A feeling like being hit on steel was heard, and Cui Jian only felt a slight numbness in his arm.

He looked at Zheng He in amazement, "Heng Lian?!"

Zheng He grinned, "You are not the only one in the entire Dragon and Tiger School who practiced horizontally."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng He kicked Cui Jian's chest with a flick of his footsteps.

clang!
Like the sound of gold and iron clanging together, the collision of Cui Jian's chest and Zheng He's right foot made a loud and loud sound.

Seeing that Cui Jianjian's body was covered with blue veins, which almost made him wear a dark blue dress, especially the protruding tendons made him look more ferocious, Zheng He raised his brows, "You're covered in green pythons?"

"It seems that you are not blind."

Cui Jian grinned, Longhu's qi and blood broke out in an all-round way. He has been focusing on the practice of dragon and tiger qi and blood transfer these days. The system of modern kung fu is completely developed around the core of qi and blood transfer. How could he be like Cui Jian? , There is a system to strengthen his physical fitness.

The two fists and feet staggered, you come and go, there is almost no intention of dodging at all, every attack of the other party is forcibly endured by both sides.

Looking at the crazy-looking Zheng He in front of him, Cui Jian admired in his heart, this guy can reach such a level of physical training at this age, it is definitely no less than any genius, when the system upgrades him to the iron cloth shirt, the corresponding level His memories will also be instilled in his mind, allowing him to control it perfectly.

This can be called conscience compared to most of the systems in the novel.

Cui Jian's footsteps sank suddenly, and his feet were forced to crack the concrete floor under his feet with the force of the fall. After being punched by Zheng He, Cui Jian suddenly hugged Zheng He's waist with a tiger's lunge, and his toes Like an eagle's claws slipping on the ground, the concrete floor where it slipped was shattered inch by inch.

"Duh!"

Cui Jian let out a deep cry. With the strength of a tripod, he suddenly picked up Zheng He, who was caught off guard. He twisted his waist and raised his force from the ground. A huge force passed into his arms, and Zheng He was slammed into his arms. thrown out.

After Zheng He reacted, his whole body turned into a fired shell and slammed straight into the nearby building, which forced him to turn his body around in mid-air to accept the impact with the largest area. His complexion did not change at all. Respond calmly.

boom! ! !
A loud bang sounded suddenly, only to hear a series of ping-pong-pong bangs, and then there was no movement. Seeing the thick smoke and dust coming out of the hole Zheng He hit to cover the situation inside, he couldn't help squinting. squint.

(End of this chapter)