The worst monster hunting system in the future

Chapter 664
Zhao Pengsheng is tall and big, and he is much taller than Lin Jiu in terms of height. If he is going to play basketball, no one like O'Neill can only look up to him.

This guy is about [-] meters tall with a bare head, and his arms are even thicker, thicker than many people's waists. In addition, Zhao Peng is born with supernatural power. In terms of strength alone, even the Ghost King may not be stronger than him.

This kid actually challenged Zhao Peng's strongest point, he was courting death.

"Haha, boy, are you getting impatient and trying to compete with Zhao Zhenshou, I'm afraid he can beat you to a pulp with one punch!"

"This is the real overestimation, I'm afraid I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

"Old Zhao, you have to be gentle, this kid is very weak, if you punch him out, the Underworld will lose the Lord of the Underworld, so what should we do..."

Everyone ridiculed, Deng Yun's expression turned ugly.

Although he knew that Lin Jiu was extraordinary, but in terms of strength, Lin Jiu might not be stronger than Zhao Peng.

Zhao Peng, as the defender of Weizhou, was famous for his bravery in the three armies. When facing the enemy, he often used a spear of a thousand catties to rush back and forth in the enemy's formation.

Regardless of the battle, Zhao Peng, you are always in the lead, with a record of six ins and six outs, killing the enemy on their backs and bleeding into rivers.

This guy doesn't pay attention to any tactics and strategies, he just fights hard.

But even so, the enemy still had nothing to do with him. Several times, the enemy had designed traps to lure him into the encirclement, but in the end he let him kill the general and capture the flag to break out of the encirclement.

Those who wanted to take advantage of him failed to gain the upper hand, and instead lost their own momentum.

After a few times, almost no one attacked in Weizhou. Zhao Peng was too outrageous, and he could almost support an army by himself.

Invincible!

This is how the enemy judged him.

Now that Lin Jiu is going to fight Zhao Peng, if it's other Deng Yun, don't worry, but the fight is real, it's not fancy, Lin Jiu has profound skills, but his strength is not necessarily so.

Deng Yun said worriedly: "Master Ming, think twice, Zhao Peng has always been good at strength..."

Lin Jiu said with a "hehe" smile: "If you convince him in other ways, I'm afraid he still won't be convinced. If you let him admit defeat in terms of strength, he will probably be convinced!"

Deng Yun was speechless, what you said is reasonable, the problem is that he is so powerful, you may not be the opponent!

Lin Jiu gave him a wink, don't be impatient.

Seeing that Lin Jiu insisted on this, Deng Yun stood aside with a depressed face. If Lin Jiu really lost in the fist fight, it would be difficult to deal with it.

Zhao Peng squeezed the knuckles of his hands and said: "Boy, come on, if I lose, I will immediately kneel down and recognize you as the master!"

Lin Jiu smiled lightly and said, "Okay, let's start!"

After saying that, he walked towards that station, with a calm expression on his face, and said: "Please..."

Zhao Peng became angry when he saw it. You don't do your best to sit on a horse, and you don't do your best to get angry. Just stand there like that. Are you pretending to be aggressive or insulting Lao Tzu?

Zhao Peng sneered. Originally, considering Deng Yun's face, he planned to use only five points of strength for this punch, and hit him as a cripple. Now you are courting death yourself. No wonder I, this punch doesn't knock out this kid Xiang , I take your last name!
"You're ready!" Zhao Peng gritted his teeth.

Lin Jiuyi smiled and said, "Okay..."

As soon as he said a good word, Zhao Peng punched out fiercely. His punch was so powerful that there were layers of ripples where the fist passed, and the air seemed to rub marks.

It was like a ink-stained brush slashing fiercely on the rice paper, with a black and mysterious trajectory, it slammed into Lin Jiu's chest!

Zhao Peng was rough but subtle. He hit Lin Jiu halfway when he was speaking and exhaling.

When used in the art of war, it means hitting halfway.

Although he looks rough, his thinking is not rough at all. Lin Jiu looks somewhat confident. He cannot underestimate the enemy, so he adopts this method to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Deng Yun was shocked and it was too late to stop him.

Zhao Peng's fist hit Lin Jiu, and everyone heard a loud "dang" sound, and the sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the hall.

His punch was like hitting metal, the lingering sound echoed endlessly, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

Looking at Lin Jiu as motionless as a mountain, unrestrained and indifferent, still with a smile on his face, as if he didn't notice it, this powerful punch seemed to be not as good as a mosquito bite.

Zhao Peng was stunned on the spot, forgetting to retract his fist.

Based on this one blow, he was sure that even a thousand-jin boulder would be crushed by him with a punch, but this guy who didn't have the slightest breath fluctuation on his body endured it.

What's more, Lin Jiu's body was motionless, and the bluestone floor of the hall under his feet didn't show any trace of cracks. It can be seen that he absorbed all the strength abruptly, without showing a little bit.

Otherwise, the stone slab under his feet would have already been shattered, what kind of scumbag is this, this is a pervert!

Zhao Peng was stunned and speechless, and was a little confused for a moment. There really are such awesome characters in the world. Could it be that a ghost saint is involved?

But it doesn't look like it. Although the ghost saints in the underworld don't appear very often, they are all famous in the underworld. Everyone knows what they look like, but they have never seen such a young ghost saint.

Besides, this person came from the human world and has a human body, not a ghost body.

Zhao Peng withdrew his hand and scratched his head. This is a bit confusing...

Could it be that some kind of metal is made into essence...

Lin Jiu stretched out his hand and flicked the clothes on his chest lightly, saying, "Hello, it's my turn!"

Zhao Peng was extremely depressed, but he was a good bachelor, and he had already received a punch from him as agreed, so he had no reason to cheat.

Zhao Peng took a deep breath, lifted the ghost power in his body, and spread it all over his chest to protect it.

Cai said: "You fight..."

He was wearing armor himself, and with all the ghost power gathered on his chest, even a sharp sword would never hurt him. He didn't believe that Lin Jiu could hurt him.

Even if Lin Jiu is fighting, his strength may not be great. As long as he can withstand the opponent's punch, it will be an unbeatable scene.

At this moment, Lin Jiu still had his hands behind his back.

Looking at Zhao Peng, he looked like he was facing an enemy, with a nervous look on his face, the veins on his forehead burst out, and his ghost power reached the limit.

Some people thought that no matter whether Lin Jiu could shake Zhao Peng or not, Lin Jiu had won. Judging by his demeanor alone, Lin Jiu was unrestrained and unrestrained, while Zhao Peng was as if he was facing a big enemy, and he was ready to judge.

At this moment, everyone saw a picture scroll suddenly unfolded behind Lin Jiu, on which countless people were entangled and fighting, shouting to kill and shaking the sky, and murderous aura rushed towards their faces, domineering and fierce.

Groups of light quickly gathered on Lin Jiu.

Just listen to Lin Jiu shouted lightly: "Destroy thousands of troops..."

(End of this chapter)