Chapter 493 Wrong?
With Zhou Zihao's current strength, he is definitely not Zhang Yiming's opponent.

But after Zhou Zihao was abolished, he hated Zhang Yiming to the bone, and even completely ignored the difference in strength between the two, fighting against Zhang Yiming without any look of fear.

Zhang Yiming couldn't help but smile, he liked Zhou Zihao's ruthlessness, even though he wasn't a man, he was better than a man.

"Don't say I bully you, I can give you a hand."

Looking at Zhou Zihao's provocative eyes, Zhang Yiming said with a smile.

Zhou Zihao gritted his teeth and said, "I don't need you to let me, I will definitely defeat you."

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I'm quite confident, so come and try."

A strong aura erupted from Zhou Zihao's body, and Zhang Yiming could sense that this powerful and strange fighting energy was demon fighting energy.

This further confirms that Zhou Wanpeng must be the agent of the European military in Liaodong, because besides inheriting the magic fighting qi, it is copied through high-tech means.

Before Zhou Zihao was injured, there was no sign of the awakening of Demon Dou Qi. Originally, Zhang Yiming suspected that he was the descendant of the Demon God Clan, so the sudden awakening of Demon Dou Qi. Now that he thought about it, it was more like the result of being transformed by high technology.

Because Zhang Yiming has never been in contact with magic fighting qi before, it is difficult to tell whether it is natural or artificial.

But it's meaningless to think about it now. Now that Zhou Zihao has been found, he doesn't want to run away anymore. Zhang Yiming doesn't mind playing with him while there is still a little time.

When encountering challenges from others, as a passionate young man, Zhang Yiming will definitely face them with dignity like a man.

Zhou Zihao stared at Zhang Yiming coldly, his eyes turned blood-red, suddenly shouted, and struck Zhang Yiming's temple with a fist like lightning.

A shot is a fatal move, which shows how much Zhou Zihao hates Zhang Yiming.

For ordinary people, this speed is too fast to dodge, but unfortunately Zhou Zihao is facing Zhang Yiming, a super fighter standing at the top.

In his eyes, all of Zhou Zihao's attacks seemed to be played back in slow motion.

Zhang Yiming turned slightly to one side, and Zhou Zihao's fist missed, but Zhou Zihao's reaction was also very quick. When he missed a hit, he was able to forcibly hold his center of gravity, and cut Zhang Yiming's throat cartilage with his backhand elbow.

It was another fierce killing move, Zhang Yiming couldn't help curling his lips. When a person is extremely angry, he can make up for the gap in strength to a certain extent.

It's a pity that the gap between Zhou Zihao and Zhang Yiming is too huge, it is simply an insurmountable gap.

Zhang Yiming dodged again, and suddenly raised his knee and pressed it against Zhou Zihao's stomach.

Zhou Zihao clearly saw Zhang Yiming's movements, but he couldn't escape, and was pushed away by Zhang Yiming's powerful force.

"Hey, you have been training in Kamikaze for so long, so you shouldn't only have such a little strength, so hurry up and get up for me."

Zhang Yiming did not pursue Zhou Zihao, but took a puff of cigarette, and said to Zhou Zihao who was lying on the ground.

Zhou Zihao's pupils contracted one after another. Zhang Yiming's words were undoubtedly a huge insult to him. Immediately, a carp stood up straight from the ground, and the magic battle qi strengthened his body again.

Zhou Zihao, who had been strengthened with Demon Dou Qi, had blood-red eyes, and his muscles swelled rapidly. Compared with just now, his whole body was thicker as if he had been inflated.

Zhang Yiming shook his head helplessly: "Are you stupid? Simply strengthening the body muscles can increase strength, but it will lose speed. The only thing in martial arts in the world is speed. I don't understand such a simple truth. How did you train yours?"

Zhou Zihao's eyes burst out with a murderous light, he roared, and punched Zhang Yiming again.

"Fighting is not effective just by having a loud voice. Unless the opponent has a heart disease, it will not scare people to death."

As Zhang Yiming said, although Zhou Zihao's strength has become stronger, his speed is slower than before. At the limit speed just now, he can't even touch Zhang Yiming's clothes, let alone his weakened speed.

Zhang Yiming moved his footsteps slightly to avoid Zhou Zihao's angry blow, and then kicked him flying again.

Zhou Zihao fell to the ground. Zhang Yiming's kick was really heavy. It felt like his buttocks had turned into four petals. Fortunately, the chrysanthemum was still intact.

"Zhou Zihao, do you know how disappointed I am? You vowed to challenge me, but your strength is like shit. I took off my pants and was about to have a good time, but you showed me the news broadcast !"

Zhang Yiming said indignantly, as if he had been wronged a lot.

Zhou Zihao was stunned, who the hell is looking for revenge?

Gritting his teeth, he got up from the ground again. I have to say that this kid's toughness is good, which is why Zhang Yiming gave him a high look.

There was a look of approval in Zhang Yiming's eyes: "Hey, are you still not convinced, then let's fight again."

Zhou Zihao was furious, but he calmed down in an instant. He suddenly remembered what Zhang Yiming said just now. He simply increased his strength, but lost his speed because of it. It seemed that the gain was not worth the loss.

Thinking of this, he immediately let go of a layer of vindictiveness, and his swollen muscles returned to normal.

Zhang Yiming was stunned for a moment, and said with great interest, "I thought you wouldn't be obedient, but I didn't expect you to be quite good."

Zhou Zihao regained his composure, snorted and said, "My combat experience is far less rich than yours, so I should learn from you."

Zhang Yiming nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, you bastard, you finally look human. If that's the case, then I'll take special care of you."

A soft smile appeared on Zhou Zihao's face: "I know that with my current strength, I am no match for you at all, but with more failures, I will improve my strength faster, and one day I will surpass you !"

Zhang Yiming smiled and said: "It seems that you are really suitable to be a super soldier. I am here. You can challenge me at any time, and I will be there at any time. But before that, I must beat you up."

Zhou Zihao was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"Because your father took my five wives away, I would be sorry if I didn't beat you up."

Zhang Yiming moved his wrist and said.

"Wait a minute, did you make a mistake? My dad went to South Asia yesterday, so he should still be on the plane now,"

Zhou Zihao said suspiciously.

Zhang Yiming was also taken aback. Could it be that Zhou Wanpeng wasn't the one who kidnapped the five beauties?
"Are you sure your dad is on the plane, can't he lie to you?"

Zhang Yiming asked in a questioning tone.

Zhou Zihao snorted, and said, "We talked on the phone a few minutes ago, and he is indeed on the plane. You have found the wrong person this time."

Zhang Yiming's heart tightened suddenly, that mysterious mission wasn't Zhou Wanpeng, who could it be?

While thinking about it, he made a sudden move, knocked Zhou Zihao down to the ground and beat him fiercely.

(End of this chapter)

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