Urban God-level Selection System

The bull head rushed first, like a bull with red eyes.

Zhang Lin smiled, but stood still.

No one knows exactly what he wants to do, and for a while it was speculation and worry.

A palm hit Zhang Lin's face.

Zhang Lin did not evade, but grabbed his wrist and pulled it back behind him.

The bull head's burly body fell to the ground in full view.

The action just now is very clever, both the strength and the angle are almost impossible to be perfect, even if there is a slight mistake, the bull's head may be able to detect or braze such strength.

Have to admire such superb skills.

The layman watched the excitement and the expert watched the doorway, Mo Yu and Fang Lin were deeply aware of this, and they were even more surprised.

"I am afraid that only the master can use such a technique."

"The skill is beyond my imagination. How did he do it at such a young age."

Mo Yu and Fang Lin could only attribute it to talent. Without talent, how could they achieve this.

The audience has been screamed, and the support is endless, it looks like a star is holding a concert.

Sitting in the distance, Wang Youyou was like this, her eyes flashed like never before, both hot and shiny, just like her mood at this moment.

Even Wang Yi, who was a little jealous, had to admit that this guy was too powerful.

"How exactly did he use this trick? It stands to reason that such an angle is impossible."

On the stage, Niutou stood up again. He thought that Zhang Lin would take advantage of him to fall to the ground and attack, but it didn't happen. On the contrary, he admired him.

However, he also realized that this person's strength might not be below him.

He became serious and looked at the young man with a serious attitude he had never had before, "Boy, my true ability is next! You have to pay attention."

Bullhead was warning, because his power was beyond his control, so countless people died in his hands, without his own knowledge.

"Well, please come."

Zhang Lin made a gesture of asking here.

The two fought again, but this time it was unprecedentedly intense.

Every palm of Niu Tou changed from palm to knife, and then into fist, forming three consecutive pursuits with an inch of strength. The offensive was very fierce.

And every hit is very heavy, and the ground alone has made countless big holes.

Who has ever seen that a big hole can be easily punched into the ground with a single blow?

Everyone couldn't help worrying about this young man. Every moment they were about to be hit would make them nervous. For a while, there was no sound except the sound of fighting on the court.

boom! Another punch hit the ground, the floor shattered and cracked, what would it look like when such a punch hit a person?

However, Zhang Lin appeared calm and relaxed, and almost became his label. In that layer of leisurely and chic, you can't see through the mystery.

There are a total of four arenas, but almost everyone has their eyes on this one.

No matter how the bull head hits, he can't hit, and his heart is furious.

Just when the last punch was about to hit the opponent's head, the man suddenly threw a punch, strong, and hit his abdomen before him.

The bull's head seemed to be electrocuted in an instant, stiff in place, and the hairs on his body stood upright.

The thick fist stopped at Zhang Lin's front door, obviously only a minute away, but it just couldn't beat it.

At this moment, it seemed to be stiff for a few seconds, condensing into a fixed picture, and then it shattered like glass.

The bull's head fell to the ground with a look of disbelief.

That fist didn't seem to be very powerful, but when it hit the body, the internal strength came out, almost disturbing his internal organs.

That kind of colic is almost inferior to death, so that he dare not say a word easily now.

With one punch, he defeated this enemy who was several times stronger, and everyone in the audience was shocked, unbelievable.

This exercise is not performed like this.

After a brief silence, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Mo Yu and Fang Lin were still immersed in the power of that punch. Mo Yu could feel the process and power of this punch better than Fang Lin, so he was even more fascinated.

"This punch looks soft on the outside and strong on the inside. It contains strong internal strength. It is difficult for people who don't understand internal strength well, especially in this state of being able to send and receive freely.

From Mo Yu's memory, it seemed that the inner strength was so good, it was nothing more than the master.

I didn't expect to see it now, which is really eye-opening.

"He is the dark horse this time."

Fang Lin sighed, "I hope I won't be against him next time."

This is clearly a loss, nothing to think about.

Mo Yu was different from him, "I really want to fight him."

Mo Yu felt it was the greatest honor just to fight him.

In Fang Lin's opinion, this is the most puzzling, "You can't beat it, still want to?"

"Correct."

Zhang Lin won this competition, and this was only his smallest part.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, someone whispered to him: "Patriarch, please."

He couldn't help frowning, Wang Mengyi asked him again for something?

He knows Wang Mengyi. If there is something trivial about him, she would never come to him again and again, and she would find it troublesome. This shows that something important must be.

Zhang Lin immediately waved to Mo Yu and the two to say goodbye, and left with the men.

This made Mo Yu and Fang Lin a little disappointed. They originally wanted to discuss with him how the martial arts were cultivated. Unexpectedly, he just left.

"Do you think the Patriarch is looking for him again?"

Fang Lin asked.

"Probably it is possible."

Of course Wang Youyou had noticed this, and he also knew that subordinate, who usually sent letters to the elders and other high-level personnel, and was a messenger in the family.

The strength and quality of all parties are very strong, and people without authority really can't order him.

He was even talking to the young man, which made her even more curious.

She planned to see what secrets were hidden in it, and said to Wang Yi: "I'll go to the bathroom."

"Well, then you come back quickly, we will go out soon."

"Yep."

Wang Youyou quietly followed Fang Lin and the two of them.

In the office of the administrative building, several elders have been sitting around, namely the first elder, the second elder, and the fourth elder.

Wang Mengyi looked frown in the room, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes when Zhang Lin came.

"You finally came."

Wang Mengyi said.

"what happened?"

Zhang Lin was puzzled.

Wang Mengyi uncovered the white cloth on the ground and saw a headless corpse lying on the ground. The clothes looked the same as Zhang Wanlin.

This is the previous stand-in, his head has been taken away.