Chapter 2 Recognition of strength I would like to call you the strongest
Dongfang Tianzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a definite threat from Zhang Dahai. The opponent was a master of external training, almost at the level of copper skin and iron bones, which was even better than his horizontal training.
Physical training is divided into internal training, external training, and horizontal training. Horizontal training is the strongest and combines internal training and external training, but it is also the most difficult to practice.
The atmosphere here is not good, it can even be said to be depressing. King Beicang wants to teach the newcomers a lesson, and the scene is about to become cruel and bloody. However, the others cannot leave yet, otherwise they will be served by family law again.
"Who is Dongfang Tianzheng?" a voice came out a little abruptly.
Dongfang Tianzheng responded.
That person was a staff member of the institute. He squeezed his way into the center of the crowd and said, "The deputy director is looking for you."
Dongfang Tianzheng raised his eyebrows, turned around and found a camera not far away.
"Zhang Dahai, don't always bully newcomers." The man said again.
Zhang Dahai snorted, raised his hand, asked his subordinates to get dressed, and said, "I'll count you on good luck this time. I'll settle the score with you when the deputy director sees you."
He picked up the end of the saw blade and dragged Lao Liu on the ground. The knife stuck into the skull was very stable and looked very human.
Dongfang Tianzheng looked at Lao Liu, who still had a weak aura, and did not take any further action. He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but now he was in the sight of the deputy director. If he kept a higher profile, he might alert the real people in power.
"Let's go." Dongfang Tianzheng and the staff left.
The refugee center is very large. Dongfang Tianzheng walked for nearly half an hour and passed through three people to hand over the shelter before he arrived at the deputy director.
The deputy director is a fat man with a fake right eye and a left hand that connects half of his arm to a machine. He is eating. Because he is a Westerner, the food is half-cooked. The blood in his mouth makes Dongfang Tianzheng a little disgusted.
"I saw your performance before." The deputy director wiped his mouth, picked up an apple and gnawed it, and he actually spoke in Chinese.
"Oh." Dongfang Tianzheng behaved normally.
"Oh? Haha..."
The deputy director smiled and his face became distorted: "With your skills, you can join any mercenary group or the army and occupy a high position. Why do you want to come to me as a refugee?"
"Tell me, what are your intentions?"
Dongfang Tianzheng smiled contemptuously: "Since you know my strength, you still dare to talk to me like this, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Look behind you." The deputy director didn't pay attention.
The young man turned around, but there were ten guns pointing at him, and each of them was a gunman who had undergone rigorous training.
"Before I die, I can take you with me." Dongfang Tianzheng was not afraid at all.
"What a courage."
The deputy director praised him: "As expected of the person I like, come and take a look at this."
Dongfang Tianzheng looked at the virtual light screen on the side. On the screen there, there was Zhang Dahai, a half-dead old Liu, and people eating melons, waiting for someone.
Waiting for him.
"Ah Hai is a bit disobedient." The deputy director said, "I want you to defeat him. It's best to kill him. Then you can become the new Beicang Heavenly King."
"What if I say no?" Dongfang Tianzheng said calmly.
"Then Lao Liu will die. Ahai is waiting for you to come back and will ask you to fight with Lao Liu's life as a bet. If you lose, Lao Liu will die. If you don't fight, Lao Liu will also die. If you win
Well, then I will just change to Beicang Tianwang." The deputy director vowed, confident that he could control everything.
"You will be satisfied." Dongfang Tianzheng looked at him deeply, turned and left.
Someone wanted to stop him, but the deputy director waved his hand: "Let him go."
A dojo somewhere.
Most of the refugees have low physical fitness, so many dojos have been built in the institute with a lot of equipment for them to exercise, also to enable them to work better.
Lao Liu's end was very miserable. He was hanging upside down on the wall with only his last breath left, with only a rope holding him up.
"Dongfang, you are here..."
"Dongfang, you must win..."
"Dongfang, it all depends on you..."
A group of melon-eating people were all talking.
Dongfang Tianzheng hummed lightly and looked at Zhang Dahai.
"Dongfang, I'll give you a chance to be loyal to me." Zhang Dahai said calmly from a high place.
"Wouldn't it be better to replace you?"
Dongfang Tianzheng figured it out. Since the deputy director had noticed him, he might as well take this as a breakthrough point and occupy a high position in the institute first, so that he could do things better.
Beicang Tianwang, this location is very good.
Zhang Dahai's eyes were sharp, and under the attention of over ten thousand people, he jumped directly from the wall more than ten meters high.
Boom!
He made a few cracks in the cement without causing any damage to the concrete itself. His physical external training skills were truly impressive.
"In that case, I will kill you and enforce the family law." Zhang Dahai said leisurely.
His breath was surging and turbulent, his blood was majestic, his upper body was naked, and his muscles were in blocks, toned and powerful, as hard as steel.
Beicang Tianwang fell down in one step, and small cracks appeared in the hard concrete floor, unable to withstand his power.
Dongfang Tianzheng stood with his hands behind his back. He could see that Zhang Dahai's physical strength was very high and his blood strength was comparable to that of a Ming Jin master. However, his mental state was a bit low and he was in the sixth sense.
Humans are born with five senses and can sense information from the outside world. A flash of inspiration often flashes through their mind, which is the "sudden" sixth sense. And those who truly advance their realm to the sixth sense are one in ten thousand.
Wizard.
With five senses complete, the human brain can automatically filter out 99% of the dangerous information in the void. The sixth sense can even slightly affect the cerebral cortex and sense information that ordinary people cannot access.
The sixth sense can turn disaster into good fortune. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is like a strange person. The seventh sense is even more magical. It begins to control the brain to perceive information and absorb what it needs from the void. It is a real expert and master.
The realm of the living dead is at the level of the seventh sense, but it is purer than the ordinary seventh sense. It can be said to stand at the peak of this realm.
Only by advancing to the realm of the living dead can one have the capital to advance to the eighth sense.
To be fair, with the spiritual realm of the sixth sense and the external physical training equivalent to that of a master of Ming Jin, Zhang Dahai's strength is not ordinary. He can break steel rods with his hands and collapse walls with his feet.
Dongfang Tianzheng suppressed his state of the living dead. Now he still has the seventh sense, and his Qi realm cultivation has reached the perfection of Ming Jin, forming "Ming Gang", which is not far from "Dark Jin".
But he will not reveal all his strength, only retaining the spiritual realm of the seventh sense. He will not even use his inner strength, and will only use his physical body to practice kung fu.
Dongfang Tianzheng is proficient in various national martial arts, and his best ones are Xingyi and Tai Chi. He has practiced both martial arts to the point of becoming spiritual.
He doesn't know how to use these two easily, because the "King of the Seventh Generation of Killers" dominates the world of killers with his Xingyiquan, and "Pippi Shrimp", one of the top ten masks in the dark world of the West, uses Tai Chi to play with his enemies.
between.
There was something weird about this refugee house, and there was a lot of power behind it. He couldn't use his two best kung fu, otherwise he might be recognized.
"Ding!" Dongfang Tianzheng uttered two words.
His seventh-sense spirit poured out, covering every part of Zhang Dahai's body, making every thought of the latter seem to be suppressed.
This is "aura". According to scientific language, it uses brain waves to suppress, so that the other party's mental thoughts cannot be connected, which affects the command of the body's reaction, thus causing blockage in movements.
Zhang Dahai felt that he was under tremendous pressure, and there was a thought suppressing his mind. Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
"Break!" He roared, actually breaking the mental suppression.
Dongfang Tianzheng was a little surprised. In his perception, Zhang Dahai had many strong mental fluctuations, which combined with a spiritual consciousness that did not respect heaven and fear the earth, forcibly dispelled his mental interference.
"If I can't suppress you mentally, then I'll defeat you." He nodded and assumed a fighting stance.
Zhang Dahai's mental state is not low, and he is at the peak of his sixth sense. He is also extremely special and can resist the oppression of the seventh sense.
"Such a strong spiritual power, but how high are your physical skills?" Zhang Dahai also knew that he was suppressed by the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
His moves are very domineering. He fights fists with fists and uses force to break force. It is a kind of majestic Kung Fu that can crush the opponent head-on. It is majestic and majestic. He used this to defeat everyone and became the King of Beicang.
Facing the menacing Zhang Dahai, Dongfang Tianzheng had no rival in love. His eyes were as bright as fire, his fists were shaking, his body was trembling slightly, and his muscle tissue was squirming to increase the secretion of adrenaline. Everything began to slow down in his eyes.
"Dongfang, why are you..."
"Dongfang, Brother Hai is coming to kill..."
"East……"
The melon-eating crowd continued to shout.
"Go to hell!"
Zhang Dahai put his hands together and struck it down with one blow. The strong wind rolled like chaos shattering and beating down the world.
In the eyes of the people around them, this was like the arrival of darkness, making them feel dizzy and their souls being grasped.
His move actually brought out the artistic conception of the seventh sense. For ordinary people, the suppression is too great and cannot be resisted.
Dongfang Tianzheng moved his ears slightly, feeling the strong wind. He rooted his feet firmly to the ground and punched upwards.
With this punch, it was like chaos reappeared, light reappeared, and a world opened up.
Strong forces collided, worlds collided, the two great masters clashed for the first time, and they used the highest strength they could at present, which is amazing.
The two of them each took five steps back, and it looked like there was no winner.
Unknown to outsiders, Zhang Dahai felt that his spiritual world was being invaded by an extremely powerful force and was about to be shattered.
He snorted coldly, and as his mental thoughts arose, he actually restrained all his momentum, took it back into his heart, and returned to his physical body.
Dongfang Tianzheng couldn't help but secretly praise that now his seventh sense mental power was completely useless. Zhang Dahai's mental defense was watertight and he could only attack by force, which he couldn't do with his current incomplete mental power.
The melon-eating people discovered that their Brother Hai was unable to hit a single blow, but had become extremely deep and unpredictable. He was even more terrifying than the previous arrogant one.
"With such strength, I recognize you."
Zhang Dahai, who was mentally united, was very calm. He said slowly: "Moreover, you are still so young. In terms of qualifications and talent, among the people I have fought against, no one is better than you."
"I, Zhang Dahai, would like to call you the strongest!"
Dongfang Tianzheng looked at him calmly, and the hand behind him was slightly numb. His physical strength was lower than that of the other person, so he suffered a small loss.
However, the circulation of blood and energy in his body eliminated the pain and numbness, leaving no hidden danger.
"Come again." Dongfang Tianzheng wants to take this opportunity to raise his horizontal kung fu to a higher level, and there is no better whetstone than Zhang Dahai.
Zhang Dahai's eyes are as deep as an abyss that swallows everything. He can sit in the position of Beicang Heavenly King, but he has many brushes.
Dongfang Tianzheng twisted his neck, making a crisp sound, and moved his muscles and bones without answering. He suddenly rose up and flew past.
Zhang Dahai didn't hesitate. He punched away Dongfang Tianzheng, forcing him away, and then whipped his leg.
Dongfang Tianzheng bent his right arm to avoid Zhang Dahai's whip leg, then stretched out his right arm to support his leg.
Zhang Dahai lost his balance, and the "root" under his feet was almost shaken. Before he could stabilize the root shape again, he saw the young man raised his fist violently, and he fought back to resist.