The lean young man's mentality was completely shattered.
The sole of his foot suddenly moved, and the short spear in his hand was already aimed at Zheng Zhi.
Now he just wants to kill the pretentious boy in front of him.
However, the next scene made everyone's eyes widen.
I saw that the gunpoint was approaching, but Zheng Zhi remained indifferent.
Just when the gun point was only a few feet away from him, he slowly stretched out his hand and shook it.
The bone gun was firmly held in his hand.
The powerful gun power was then annihilated.
"How can it be?"
The anger on the lean man's face suddenly disappeared.
What replaced it was deep horror.
But what frightened him even more was yet to come.
I saw Zheng Zhi's palm slightly exerting force and pinching hard.
The hard bone gun was instantly crushed into powder.
The powerful force surged forward, and the entire bone gun turned into starch.
"Do you think I'm bragging?"
Zheng Zhi smiled brightly.
The next moment, a terrifying mysterious energy burst out of the body.
The pressure of the pregnant spirit was released in half a step, causing the frightened and skinny man to fall back again and again.
In the end, he couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.
Those eyes were filled with disbelief.
He couldn't believe the reality of the scene before him.
"If you roll out by yourself, you can avoid the pain of your skin and flesh."
Zheng Zhi opened his mouth and returned the original words.
But who would have expected that the lean man actually rolled around and ran back to the camp without looking back.
This scene made everyone a little dumbfounded.
Seeing this, a group of people from the Mancha Army turned red with suppressed expressions, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Shameful, really shameful!
"This guy isn't that brave, is he?"
Zheng Zhi touched his nose and muttered.
"Next one!"
Seeing that this guy wanted to get out, Zheng Zhi looked at the Mansha Army camp and said calmly.
There was silence all around.
No one dared to come up, not even to speak.
Damn it, you have released even half of the pressure of the pregnancy spirit, who dares to go up and humiliate yourself?
"Is there no one left?"
Zheng Zhi glanced around and said with a smile: "The Barbarian Cha Army, that's it?"
Hearing this, the faces of the soldiers of the Barbarian Army suddenly became ugly.
This is red.
You are nakedly humiliating the entire Barbarian Army!
The faces of several commanders including Shi Kuangtian and Bao Lei all looked gloomy.
Obviously, he didn't expect that Zheng Zhi would be so arrogant.
Several warriors could not suppress the anger in their hearts and wanted to rush forward.
But the thought had just arisen, and within a few steps, he was shaken back by Zheng Zhi's coercion.
Zheng Zhi waited for a long time, but no one came up, and the corner of his mouth cracked.
With a move of his palm, the Judgment Sword appeared in his hand.
He smiled and said: "This competition is a bit boring. How about I show you a set of swordsmanship to cheer up the fun?"
As he said that, he actually started dancing by himself.
As the long sword danced, the edge of the sword began to write on the ground.
Not long after, a line of large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared on the ground.
After finishing writing, Zheng Zhi put away the Judgment Sword and admired it with his hands behind his back: "It's not bad. Since I started practicing the sword, my cultural skills have not fallen behind."
When the many barbarian warriors saw that line of writing, their faces turned livid.
"There are hundreds of soldiers, but not one of them has eggs."
This humiliation can be compared to pressing someone's face to the ground and rubbing it repeatedly with their feet.
All the soldiers of the Mancha army turned red with anger, and their fists clenched.
But still no one came out.
Seeing that no one was moving, Zheng Zhiyi lost interest and looked at the lion Kuangtian: "Can we declare it over?"
In this regard, Zheng Zhi just kept smiling without any psychological pressure.
Anyway, the two armies were mortal enemies, so there was no need for him to save face for the other side.
Moreover, the purpose of the Barbarian Chassis army this time is equally impure, making it even more unnecessary.
Shi Kuangtian's eyes flickered, and a murderous intent flashed through his sharp eyes.
Zheng Zhi's move was tantamount to a slap in his face.
However, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and glanced at Jin Mochou: "You win this game."
Hearing this, Jin Mochou smiled slightly, holding a folding fan and fanning it gently.
Then he said: "Congratulations to Zheng Zhi for becoming this year's King of Soldiers."
As soon as these words came out, cheers came from the Jin Zi Ban camp.
Zheng Zhi shrugged and walked slowly back to the team.
"Brother, you're awesome!"
Wang Ben gave Zheng Zhi a thumbs up.
At this point, Zheng Zhi is already the well-deserved King of Soldiers and Champion in this competition!
This is an honor for the entire Golden Flag.
However, Zheng Zhi's victory does not mean the end of the competition in the soldier group.
The remaining warriors continue to challenge.
The remaining nine people were selected.
The fight lasted for about an hour.
The soldier group has officially come to an end.
In the end, Ziyun Army was slightly better.
Next, is the officer group competition.
And just when Shi Kuangtian announced the start of the officer group, Zheng Zhi walked out again.
Shi Kuangtian frowned slightly, as if he had guessed Zheng Zhi's intention.
"Let me tell you something, do you guys have any objections?"
Zheng Zhi looked at Shi Kuangtian and asked with a smile.
"you say."
Shi Kuangtian said coldly.
"I want to challenge all the officers of the Barbarian Army. Do you have any objections?"
Zheng Zhi grinned and asked.
"Challenge all officers?"
Shi Kuangtian stared at Zheng Zhi.
However, before he could speak, Bao Lei on the side had already taken the lead: "What a loud tone, do you really think that everyone in our Barbarian Cha army can't do it?"
Hearing this, Shi Kuangtian couldn't hold back and immediately agreed: "Okay."
"If you say so, then I won't have any psychological pressure."
The corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth cracked, and the Judgment Sword appeared in his hand again, pointing at the hundreds of officers of the Barbarian Army: "Ziyun Army, Zheng Zhi with the golden character flag, challenges all the officers of the Barbarian Army here, who dares to challenge?"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Isn't this too arrogant?
The officers of the Barbarian Army were no longer calm, and all their eyes shot towards Zheng Zhi.
If looks could kill, Zheng Zhi had been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts and Ling Chi had him executed.
On the other hand, Ziyun Army's side erupted into shocking cheers.
"Zheng Zhi is mighty!"
Many warriors even raised their fists to cheer him on.
Within three seconds, an officer from the Mansha Army stood up.
This is a man wearing a tiger skin and holding a trident, with half of his chest exposed.
And on the exposed half of his chest, there was a scar that was thirty centimeters long.
Although it has scabbed for many years, it still gives people a sense of shock.
"The Mancha Army's tiger camp fights with a thousand men and a tiger, seeking defeat!"
As the sound fell, a terrifying pressure was released.