Douluo's Saint Demon and Evil Lord

Hong Wu looked at the figure with interest. He had a feeling that this boy would have a different surprise.

The smoke slowly dissipated, and Zhang He's figure was revealed.At this time, Zhang He was seen to be more than two meters tall. His whole body was covered with golden hair. His eyes were completely red. He also had a chain of golden armor on his body. Except for the lack of phoenix wings, purple gold crown and lotus root silk walking clouds, This is Brother Monkey alive.

He circled around and looked at the Qingfeng wolf around him, with a pair of fangs exposed and roaring in all directions.

Immediately, he clenched his fist and hit the nearest Qingfeng wolf. Hong Wu stared at Zhang He's fist. About one centimeter away from the surface of his fist, there was a faint layer of golden light. Hong Wu guessed that it was the fist.

Zhang He's fist broke through the air and suddenly hit Qingfeng Wolf. The punch was domineering and fierce. Before Qingfeng Wolf had time to escape, he was knocked to the ground by the punch. He could only let out a few wails and fell to the ground in anger. Die from death.

Then Zhang He fiercely grabbed the tail of the just-dead Qingfeng wolf and smashed it at the surrounding Qingfeng wolf who was watching and did not dare to step forward. The wolves howled and evaded Zhang He's attack, but they did not dare to move forward.

Just when Zhang He was about to kill everyone, the Qingfeng wolves sprayed wind blades at Zhang He. The wind blades were shot at Zhang He insidiously and treacherously, vowing to seriously injure him.

Seeing this, Zhang He released five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black, but they were an excellent combination of soul rings.

Among them, his second soul ring lit up with layers of golden light hovering from his body. His figure grew taller again, the muscles on his body swelled, and four fangs appeared in his mouth, making him look even more ferocious.

Immediately after the first soul skill lit up, a layer of golden flames was attached to his fist, which was full of bright and majestic meaning.

The fists with golden flames crushed the wind blades flying around one by one. However, it was difficult for two fists to defeat the four hands. Many wind blades still bypassed Zhang He's fists and fell on him.

The wind blade struck Zhang He's body, making a sound of steel colliding. Wherever the wind blade landed, there was no movement except for a few golden ripples.

"Roar" Zhang He let out the roar of a wild beast. The third and fourth soul rings on his body lit up at the same time. His right arm swelled and became twice as big. The whole person looked very weird, but it made people feel even more ferocious.

At the same time, he took a step forward, bringing up the golden phantom, and shuttled among the wolves. Wherever he passed, the Qingfeng wolf was knocked away by his punch.

Within a few dozen breaths, there was no longer a standing Qingfeng wolf around. Every one of them died miserably, either smashed against a tree or thrown to the ground. The wolf corpses were scattered everywhere in a mess.

Zhang He stood on the spot, breathing heavily. His martial soul possession had been released, and his yellow trench coat was even more torn.

After a few breaths, Zhang He turned around with a smile and asked: "Look, how is my strength?"

As he said that, he glanced at the wolf corpses scattered on the ground, with a faint bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and an excited smile on his face, which looked a little penetrating.

"It's not that good, but I think you're a bit inferior." Hong Wu shook his head in disappointment.

"Why?" Zhang He looked at Hong Wu in confusion, with an unconvinced look on his face.

"You can only use brute force and have no skills at all." After Hong Wu finished speaking, he put the Xuan Yun Gun back behind his back.

"But in the face of absolute power, what's the use of even the best skills?" Zhang He stood up straight, twisted his head, and said unconvinced.

"Then do you want to try and let's have a fight?" Hong Wu's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhang He.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you if we fight." Zhang He looked Hong Wu up and down.

"Haha, who was knocked unconscious by the iron-backed lizard before?" Hong Wu raised his eyebrows with a playful smile on his face.

"Didn't I say this? It's because my old injury hasn't healed yet. This is different." When Zhang He heard Hong Wu mention his embarrassing incident, he kicked a wolf corpse next to his feet away with some embarrassment.

"How about we get some luck?" Hong Wu looked at him and had another comment in his mind: childish.

Obviously, Zhang He was probably kept at home for cultivation since he was a child, with very little contact with outsiders, or he was spoiled by the elders in his family, and was a bit coquettish and unreasonable.

But on the other hand, this child is not bad in nature, has no scheming, is relatively simple, and deserves to be trained by himself.

Hong Wu thought to himself, with a sinister and cunning smile on his face.

Zhang He turned his head and saw the treacherous smile on Hong Wu's face, thinking that Hong Wu looked down on him.At the age of 17, when he was still a young boy, when his brain got hot, he got close to him and shouted loudly: "Beat me, what kind of prize do you want?"

"Well, if you lose, how about you become my little brother?" Hong Wu touched his chin, pondered for two or three seconds, and said teasingly under Zhang He's impatient eyes.

"Okay, then if you lose, you can also be my little brother." Zhang He said without thinking, his tone full of confidence.

"Okay, then I won't use my soul power and will compare myself with you in my physical body." Hong Wu smiled and inserted the Xuan Yun Gun on the ground and said while stretching his muscles.

"Don't look down on others and compete with me only with your body." When Zhang He heard what Hong Wu said, he blew his nose and stared.

"I am a great martial artist, and my physical strength may be stronger than yours." Hong Wu smiled, walked to the side, and punched a big tree.

Looking at the big tree that was punched through, Zhang He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with some surprise: "Is this great martial artist so powerful? Let's not compete. I'm afraid I can't bear this punch."

"Hahaha, are you admitting defeat?" Hong Wu laughed.

"Then I use my martial spirit. You can't say that I bully you." Zhang He obviously didn't want to admit defeat and said with a guilty conscience.

"Okay, let's do it." Hong Wu nodded, took a few steps back, and kept a relatively fair distance.

"Otherwise, let's not compete. What if I hurt you later?" Zhang He felt a little sorry when he saw Hong Wu retreating five meters away from him, looking ready to fight.

"Are you a man? Are you dawdling there because you don't want to fight? If you don't want to fight, just give up." Seeing Zhang He's embarrassed look, Hong Wu was a little annoyed for a moment. Why don't you look down on me?

I'm giving you face by beating me with my body. I'm afraid you'll fall down if I activate my martial spirit.

"Okay, then let's stop." Sensing that Hong Wu might be a little angry, Zhang He slightly cupped his hands towards Hong Wu and released his martial spirit.

For a moment, the golden light that could blind a person appeared in front of Hong Wu again. Perhaps he wanted to quickly resolve the battle. Zhang He immediately activated the fourth soul skill as soon as he came up, and his body turned into a golden light and directly hit Hong Wu.

Seeing Zhang He rushing towards him, Hong Wu remained calm and took a slight step forward with his left foot. He slightly bent his body and stretched out his hands, facing Zhang He directly. This posture was exactly the starting point of the famous Tai Chi.

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