As soon as Luo Zheng''s words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

    At this time, there are seven or eight teenagers in the hall, all of whom are the cultivation of calcined membrane environment. Among these teenagers, they were secretly frightened to see Luo Zheng despise Zhao Feng.

    However, in the test field, the time of each stay can not exceed five days. The people who saw Luo Zheng win the gambling match last time have left. Now these people don''t know the gratitude and resentment between them.

    "I''m looking for my own death. There are no rules in the testing ground. Even if I kill someone, the instructor will scold me at most."

    "When did the people of the Canglang camp become so arrogant? Even if Xiao Han came, he didn''t dare to talk to Zhao Feng like that."

    "Who the hell is this boy? It seems that he has offended Zhao Feng very much!"

    Several teenagers all discussed in a low voice.

    Zhao Feng''s face is gloomy. It''s a shame that he was ridiculed by a poor boy in his identity.

    "Xiao Hou, this mole ant doesn''t know how to live or die. We should teach him a lesson. Zhong Xiong is willing to serve for him!"

    Zhong Xiong, a young man from the Iron Tiger camp, hurriedly flattered when he saw the opportunity.

    These three days, he followed Zhao Feng on the third floor and didn''t leave, just to curry favor with Zhao Feng.

    "Zhong Xiong? So you are the son of the Zhong family."

    On Zhao Feng''s proud face, the cold air flowed. He looked at Luo Zheng and said with a funny sneer: "OK, it''s up to you. However, don''t kill him. Just break my legs. He still owes me a blood nourishing pill. I want him to be my slave!"

    Fengyang county is the fief of Zhenyuan Hou Zhao Shi. Zhong Xiong''s family is located in Fengyang. If he can rely on Zhenyuan Hou, it will be of great benefit, which is why he tries to curry favor with Zhao Feng.

    "Boy, you heard what the little waiting Master said. Waste your legs. Don''t force me to do it!"

    Seeing Zhao Feng''s agreement, Zhong Xiong was overjoyed. He strode towards Luo Zheng, came over and said arrogantly.

    In his eyes, Luo Zheng was just the cultivation of forging bone territory, just like mole ants. With the strength of forging membrane territory, he didn''t pay attention to Luo Zheng at all.

    "You''re very confident, but there''s too much nonsense. Let''s do it!"

    Luo Zheng smiled, his muscles suddenly tightened, and his waist leaned forward, as if a war horse about to start a sprint was stretching his muscles.

    "Hahaha, who the hell is this guy? He actually cultivates galloping horse strength. This is a martial art that only traffickers and pawns can cultivate."

    "Zhong Xiong cultivates the eagle claw skill, but its power is several times stronger than the galloping horse strength. I don''t think this guy from the wolf camp can hold up three moves!"

    "The boy is so arrogant that he provoked Zhao Feng. I thought he had cultivated some top martial arts. It turned out that''s all."

    At the sight of Luo Zheng''s gesture, some teenagers laughed at him.

    Galloping horse strength is just a low-level martial art of human level. It is widely spread. If you practice it to the extreme, you can only have the power of a horse.

    These young people from rich families naturally disdain them very much.

    In the hundred war Dynasty, the power of one horse refers to the blood war horse, which is the power of 10000 kilograms.

    Zhong Xiong was very proud. He was overjoyed at the thought that if he could curry favor with Zhao Feng this time, the position of the Zhong family in Fengyang County would rise.

    "Get down on your knees!"

    His body moved. Zhong Xiong''s five fingers flexed and stretched like claws and directly killed Luo Zheng.

    Eagle Claw skill is a middle-class skill. When it reaches its limit, it has the power of four horses!

    The claw shadow all over the sky cut the air and brought out sparks. It enveloped Luo Zheng mercilessly. The air flow rolled and scattered Luo Zheng''s hair.

    Facing Zhong Xiong''s attack, Luo Zheng was expressionless and moved.

    I saw that his speed was not fast, but like a fish, he could not slip his hands and swam around. Every step was in the gap between Zhong Xiong''s attack.

    The claw shadow in the hall is heavy and fierce. It looks lively, but it can''t even touch Luo Zheng''s clothes. It looks like Zhong Xiong''s attack is deliberately avoiding him.

    "You poor bastard, fearless rat, only know how to dodge. You have the seed to fight me head-on!"

    Zhong Xiong attacked wildly for a while. He was out of breath, but he couldn''t do anything about Luo Zheng. He was sarcastic in a cold voice and wanted to fight him with Luo Zheng.

    "Idiot, I just dodge. I just don''t want to expose my strength too soon."

    Luo Zheng didn''t care at all. His face was as usual. He didn''t even say a word and smiled in his heart.

    In the hall, Zhong Xiong''s attack was like a strong wind and waves, one wave after another.

    Luo Zheng is like a huge stone in the river.

    The eagle claw skill is like a big eagle hunting when attacking. It flickers and moves. It consumes a lot. Soon, Zhong Xiong''s legs are like penetrating lead, becoming slow, and his attack strength is not as strong as before.

    "Hey, Zhong Xiong, didn''t you just say you wanted to fight head-on? Then I''ll help you."

    Luo Zheng smiled, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his body suddenly pulled up and rushed out.

    "Horsepower is like magic!"

    At this time, Luo Zheng''s body seemed to turn into a bloody war horse. With one blow, it suddenly broke out, as if the famous generals were driving their horses and guns.

    Bang!

    His fist hit Zhong Xiong''s chest. He shot out a blood arrow, and the whole man flew three or four feet away.

    "Who did you call me to kneel down just now?" Luo Zheng looked at Zhong Xiong lying on the ground and asked with a sneer.