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Zhan Tianming's palm trembled, and Genuine Essence s immediately gushed out of it.

Suddenly, he stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed out towards Zhang Yong.

His palm suddenly slapped out.

Bang!

BOOM!

In the blink of an eye, the palm and the fist collided.

Zhan Tianming flew backwards and crashed into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Puff!

Fresh blood sprayed out, dying his clothes red.

Zhan Tianming held one hand to his chest, only feeling the blood in his chest churning, it was extremely uncomfortable, but he continued to glare at Zhang Yong, his eyes filled with anger.

Slapping his palm on the ground, Zhan Tianming didn't care about the injuries in his body as he sprung up.

Nine Dragons Step!

His figure moved like lightning.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

With a loud shout in his heart, Zhan Tianming struck out again.

Unfortunately, it still wasn't able to trigger double the power, or even a garrotte effect.

However, Zhan Tianming did not care about all that.

The dragon-shaped Genuine Essence whizzed out.

Seeing that Zhan Tianming who was once again rushing over with fighting intent that reached the clouds, Zhang Yong could not help but crease his eyebrows, the expression on his face changing several times.

Finally, his eyes revealed a trace of coldness.

Ka-cha! *

He clenched his fist and a wave of Genuine Essence gushed out of his dantian. They gathered on his fist in an instant, causing his fist to smash forward as if it was enveloped in a layer of green light.

Bang!

BOOM!

Puff!

The fist and palm clashed, and Zhan Tianming spat out another mouthful of blood, and was sent flying.

He slammed heavily onto the ground.

In his chest, his vital energy and blood tumbled even more violently, and even his face flushed red.

"Master, don't be rash." The Little Purple sent a sound transmission.

Zhan Tianming glared at Zhang Yong, his fists making cracking noises, and once again fiercely slamming the ground.

Whoosh.

He rushed forward again.

He was really angry.

He could not contain his anger!

After all, Mu Hai was already dead, and now, even Liu Yu had gone missing.

All of this must have something to do with Zhang Yong.

Zhan Tianming who had already decided on this, was not afraid of death at all, his heart only had the thought of fighting to the death.

Fight!

If he was afraid of death and was afraid of it, was this still him?

I am the king of PVP, I have never been afraid to fight.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

"Ding dong, trigger double the power."

Zhan Tianming struck out his palm, an even more powerful palm force smashing towards Zhang Yong.

Seeing the Genuine Essence's might in Zhan Tianming's palm suddenly changing, even with Zhang Yong's mental fortitude, his face also changed abruptly.

His eyes shone brightly.

Suddenly, he turned around and was about to dodge Zhan Tianming's palm strike.

"Nine Dragons Step!"

Zhan Tianming took a series of steps in the air, his left foot stepped on his right foot, and his figure instantly changed direction as he charged towards Zhang Yong, who had already dodged.

At the same time, Proud Dragon Repents struck out.

"Humph!"

Zhang Yong let out a cold snort.

Suddenly, the Genuine Essence in his body rushed out.

He never thought that the palm power Zhan Tianming unleashed would actually make him throb a little.

What kind of palm technique was this?

Without time to think, Zhang Yong punched out.

"Collapsing Mountain Fist!"

BOOM!

Shoo! Shoo!

Shoo! Shoo!

The instant the sleeves of Zhan Tianming and Zhang Yong's hands collided, they exploded into pieces along with that muffled sound.

Tap, tap, tap!

Zhan Tianming was forced five steps back.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Zhang Yong took two steps back.

The surroundings were completely silent.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Everyone's eyes were fixated on Zhan Tianming.

"Genuine Essence?"

"Am I seeing things? Zhan Tianming actually used a Genuine Essence? "

"Impossible, this is impossible."

"It can't be a Genuine Essence. If it is, then isn't he the same as the village chief, and is already a Martial Practitioner? Only with Martial Practitioner would one be able to cultivate a Genuine Essence. As for Zhan Tianming... Zhan Tianming doesn't even seem to be at the Martial Disciple, right? "

"The village chief has a one star Martial Practitioner. If Zhan Tianming is defeated, that means he can't be a Martial Practitioner."

"Yes, what Zhan Tianming used just now, was definitely not a Genuine Essence."

"…"

When people found an excuse, the shock in their hearts gradually calmed down.

However, the third palm strike …

Zhan Tianming had almost come to a draw with the Acting Village Chief Zhang Yong?

This was simply unbelievable.

As for Zhang Yong, he was extremely shocked.

Although he did not even use half of his power in his previous punch, at this moment, with both of his hands behind his back, his fist that was in direct combat with Zhan Tianming was trembling slightly.

The Genuine Essence quietly moved its eyes.

Zhang Yong quickly saw clearly that Zhan Tianming had the strength of a seven star Martial Disciple.

"How is this possible?"

"This little bastard actually has such strength?"

"Moreover, the aura coming from his body is only at the Seven Star Martial Disciple, yet he can actually release Genuine Essence?"

"Zhan Family?"

"Could it be that this is the bloodline power of the Zhan Family?"

"No, that's not right."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

"This little bastard will only be sixteen tomorrow, and it is very clear in the Zhan Family's genealogy records that there are no exceptions for Zhan Family descendants to be able to awaken Bloodline Power at the age of sixteen. "But …"

"If that power earlier wasn't from the Zhan Family's Bloodline Power, then what was it?"

Zhang Yong couldn't wrap his head around it.

However, he was soon overjoyed.

He was here to be in charge of monitoring Zhan Tianming. The more outstanding and unique Zhan Tianming's performance was, the more valuable the information he would report to them. At that time, the more generous rewards he would receive.

I've struck it rich! I've struck it rich this time!

Zhang Yong never thought that he would actually make such an important discovery.

That's great.

Just as Zhang Yong was rejoicing inwardly, Zhan Tianming took another step forward.

Those eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

However, he did not attack again.

He currently possessed the strength of a seven star Martial Disciple and seven hundred and fifty Genuine Essence.

The first three strikes of Proud Dragon Repents had cost 600 points.

Now, only 150 points remained.

Not enough.

Furthermore, even Proud Dragon Repents, who had activated double of its power, did not kill Zhang Yong. It only dealt a four digit amount of damage to him, which was not much to Zhang Yong, who had nearly 70,000 HP.

No matter how he used the remaining one hundred and fifty Genuine Essence s, they wouldn't be able to kill Zhang Yong.

Although Zhan Tianming was furious, he was very clear-headed.

This was the calmness he had obtained when playing games with other players in his previous life.

No matter the circumstances, he still maintained his calm.

Even when he was angry, he was awake.

Moreover, just now, when Zhang Yong had lost several thousand points of HP, his body had actually lit up.

In that instant, golden light scattered in all directions.

Booth!

It was indeed a Booth, and it should be a Hidden Booth.

Explode, I must find a way to detonate it.

But not now.

Zhan Tianming endured, he had to endure.

Looking at Zhan Tianming who was filled with fighting spirit, Zhang Yong retracted the happiness in his heart, and said with a gloomy face: "Hmph! Zhan Tianming, what are you? "If it were not for the fact that you are going to participate in the Village Chief Exam tomorrow, I would have already killed you just now."

"Zhang Yong!"

Zhan Tianming was not afraid at all, and looked straight at Zhang Yong.

"Where did you hide Goudan?"

Zhang Yong was startled. "Goudan?"

Then, he came to a realization and said: "Are you talking about Liu Yu? Why should I hide him? "

"Zhang Yong, stop bullshitting with me. I already came back as promised, but now that Third Uncle of Wood is dead and missing, don't tell me this has nothing to do with you at all. " Zhan Tianming asked angrily.

"That's right, what you said has something to do with me." Zhang Yong nodded.

Hearing this, all the villagers were startled.

Zhan Tianming was also startled.

He never thought that Zhang Yong would actually admit to it like that.

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