The man opposite Zhou Ming stretched out his right hand towards Zhou Ming.
"Martial Saint?" Zhou Ming tilted his head in confusion, wondering if people nowadays are so arrogant when choosing names?
"Victory's victory." Wu Sheng explained without changing his expression. Obviously the same thing had happened more than once.
Zhou Ming smiled and extended his hand as well: "Team Fangyuan, Zhou Ming."
The two hands were clasped together, and there was a sudden crackling sound. The momentum of both parties rose sharply, and the surrounding wind became more fierce.
"Although the main plot this time is team fighting, it does not mean that we are enemies when we meet." Wu Sheng said calmly: "We are human beings, not animals in the Colosseum. Cooperation is always better than struggle."
"Heroes see the same thing." Zhou Ming readily agreed: "I guess your next sentence is that a snake cannot survive without a head. Even if we cooperate, there must be someone in charge."
Wu Sheng was startled, then smiled coldly: "You are right."
Katcha!
As if a thunderbolt sounded in the hearts of both of them at the same time, Wu Sheng's explosive aura became higher and higher, like a deep and sea, and an ethereal shadow slowly emerged behind him, gradually becoming clearer.
It was a huge phantom over three meters tall, with long hair and beard, ridged muscles, and a face as sinister as a ghost. It looked down at Zhou Ming from a high position, with unabashed malice impacting Zhou Ming's will like a tsunami.
Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes: "Substitute?"
"No, it's Wuhun." Wu Sheng grinned with an evil spirit. The tall Wuhun shadow behind him slowly raised his huge fist and was about to punch Zhou Ming.
"Martial spirit?" Zhou Ming snorted coldly: "How many spirit rings do you have that can be exploded?"
The level of the sea of true energy in the void dropped slightly, and a Gu insect was activated, stimulating power.
Suddenly, Wu Sheng froze up, his whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood and he couldn't move at all.
Numbness Gu, Wood Path Gu, can make people's whole body numb. Zhou Ming had used a level 4 one before, but later bought a level 5 one in Baohuang Tianzhong, which matched his level 5 cultivation level.
Wu Sheng's eyes showed no panic at the sudden change. The martial spirit behind him was not numbed like the main body. The fist full of power hit Zhou Ming's head without any delay.
A translucent shield suddenly appeared above Zhou Ming's head, blocking Wuhun's majestic punch.
Fifth level soul shield Gu!
With a thought, Zhou Ming flew out a ghost axe, which was only the size of a palm. It swelled in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a giant axe, more than two meters long. It was filled with a ghostly aura and struck hard at Wuhun's head.
Five-turn ghost ax Gu!
Wuhun let out a silent roar, opened his hands and slapped the middle fiercely, and with one move, the boy bowed to Guanyin, and clamped the falling giant ax forcefully.
Zhou Ming smiled coldly, the real energy in the aperture was consumed rapidly, the void was torn apart, and a huge ghost hand shrouded in black mist came out. Each finger was one meter long, and the dry nails on the five fingers were sharp, and they fiercely moved towards the martial spirit.
Catch him.
Fifth level ghost hand Gu!
At this time, the duration of the numbing Gu's effect has just passed.
Wu Sheng roared, and a huge force suddenly exploded in his body, like a bomb exploding. The muscles of the ghost shadow behind him swelled, and the evil ghost's face became ferocious. His strength increased sharply. He flicked his arms and threw the giant ax away violently.
He clenched his fists and smashed his fists against the captured ghost hand.
Euler Euler Euler Euler!
The fist shadows filled the sky so fast that no one could see clearly, and all they could hear was bursts of roaring and rumbling sounds like explosions.
With a bang, the huge ghost hand flew backwards. The martial spirit suddenly burst out and hit the ghost hand's claws hard to fly away.
"Ha." Zhou Ming chuckled: "Show some real skills, I'm not interested in playing like this with you."
As he spoke, the ghost ax that had just been thrown away flew back and hit Wuhun's head again.
Wu Hun was about to repeat his old trick when he saw a rope emitting dark light flying out, like a flexible water snake, it climbed up to Wu Hun's hands in a flash, and quickly wrapped around and bound him.
Five-turn soul-binding rope Gu!
Another huge ghost face flew out, and Gaga looked down at Wuhun with a strange smile.
Level 5 Grimace Gu!
Before Wuhun could break free from the rope that bound it, the ghost hand that had just been knocked away flew back and hung over Wuhun's head, trying to grab it.
"Awesome!" Wu Sheng's face was full of excitement, and his eyes were filled with warlike flames: "It would be too rude to fight with only martial arts, then..."
Two red lines quietly appeared on his face, extending from the left and right cheeks to the bridge of the nose, shaped like an elongated triangle.
With the appearance of red lines, the aura on Wu Sheng's body simply expanded to the extreme. Although nothing could be seen in the eyes of ordinary people, in Zhou Ming's eyes, the aura soaring into the sky was as strong as substance, like a blazing fire.
The flames shot straight into the sky dozens of meters high, and were so bright under the night sky.
"War pattern?" Zhou Ming was shocked: 'Is it another magnetic field maniac?'
He looked at the two people's hands that were still tightly clasped together with some horror, and felt a chill in his heart: 'The second son said something like that... don't do that!'
"Take my punch, and you can take the lead in our cooperation!"
Wu Sheng raised his left fist, and the blazing flames of energy wrapped around his fist, condensing into a substantial glove, and the terrifying power of a volcanic eruption gathered in that fist.
The next moment, that fist punched out, with the power to destroy all things, as if it was going to smash all obstacles in the world to pieces.
Faced with such an extremely ferocious, vicious, crazy and powerful punch, Zhou Ming's response was not to dodge or dodge, he only raised his left hand to block the unstoppable fist.
Snapped!
The fist and palm collided, making a crisp sound.
However, everything ended here. The thunderous momentum, the terrifying power that could break mountains and mountains, was like a punch thrown at the starry sky, and everything dissipated into the vast void of heaven and earth.
Wu Sheng was stunned.
The next moment, the ground beneath my feet suddenly began to rumble and shake endlessly, and then the tremors quickly escalated and turned into violent shaking.
Grooves opened up on the ground, and the violent vibrations made people unable to stand still. In the distance, shouts from the resistance army could be heard.
However, before everyone could react, the sudden and violent earthquake stopped abruptly, the shock wave disappeared without a trace, and there was no longer any feeling of shaking.
It left just as quickly as it came, and it only affected a few dozen miles and a few seconds.
"You... guided the power of my punch just now into the ground?" Wu Sheng asked in surprise.
"The new killing move I have recently researched." Zhou Ming smiled calmly: "It's not perfect yet. Otherwise, your power should be transferred deeper into the ground and dispersed over a farther range. It would not have such a big impact at all."
"Awesome." Wu Sheng withdrew his left fist, along with his vigorous aura, and even his martial spirit.
"Concession." Zhou Ming also took back many of his offensive attacks and truly shook hands with Wu Sheng.