The layman looks at the scene, the expert sees the way.

Experts will know if there is.

If it's just an ordinary person, Zhang Dongguang can frighten the other party's courage with a look in his eyes.

The boy on the other side didn't get scared. Instead, he had a sign of being scared.

The boy's eyes, as if with acupuncture, pricked Zhang Dong's eyes a bit painful.

This is the first time Zhang Dong met this kind of thing, and he also promoted Lin fan to the ranks of dangerous people.

However, Zhang Dong was more puzzled than surprised.

At most, the boy is twenty-five years old. How can he exude such a terrible momentum?

"Boy, are you also a practitioner?"

After two steps to the side, Zhang Dong stares at Lin Fan's eyes and asks.

"Am I practicing? Is this important?"

Looking at the momentum has begun to decline the flat headed man, Lin Fan's corner of the mouth curved: "from the momentum, you start counseling."

"Well, this is not the age of force alone."

By Lin Fan see clues, Zhang Dong such as submerged: "as long as I pull the trigger, bullets fly out, you will die."

"Oh? Are you sure? "

Looking at the black hole in Zhang Dong's gun, Lin Fan's eyes shrunk and rushed to the next moment.

Under full strength, the true Qi converges on both legs, and at the next moment, it shoots directly to Zhang Dong like a bow and arrow.

Move left, move right, move left, move right.

Inch by inch, Zhang Dong couldn't respond to it.

The gun in the hand is also moving, every time I want to pull the trigger, I find that Lin Fan disappeared.

The more Lin Fan's high-speed movement, the more shocked Zhang Dong's heart.

Such a terrible speed is that he can't do it at all. Is the strength of this boy even better than him?

Is it possible?

Anyone who practices martial arts knows the division of strength. The longer you practice, the longer your strength will be, and the older you will be.

But the boy standing in front of him is younger than him, but stronger than him.

How is this done?

"Your heart seems to be in disorder."

Has come to Zhang Dong in front of, Lin Fan one hand grasps the gun in the former's hand: "the duel between two people, upset, but taboo."

Looking at the gun caught by Lin fan, Zhang Dong's heart fell at this moment, and his voice was full of sense of loss.

"You, what strength are you?"

Facing Lin Fan's eyes, Zhang Dong nervously asked, "why do I feel oppressed by your strength?"

"Unfortunately, you should have been a real warrior for a long time."

Feeling Zhang Dong's strength as a warrior, Lin Fan sighed: "there are too many scruples, and there is no courage to move forward."

Worry too much, go ahead.

Lin Fan's words directly hit Zhang Dongru.

Previously buried in the bottom of his heart, as a magic barrier that covered his whole heart, but also blinded his eyes, so that he could not find the north.

But Lin Fan's words, like the strong sunlight, melted his magic barrier and let him see a broader landscape.

The breakthrough of his mood immediately made Zhang Dong formally enter the ranks of warriors.

The strength has reached the initial stage of Mingjin.

Although at the bottom of the martial arts, it is already invincible to ordinary people.

"This, this..."

Feeling the change of his own strength realm, Zhang Dong couldn't believe it and called out: "I've crossed it, and finally I've crossed that ridge."