Chapter 843 Magical Means to Balance Into
Zhang Hengcheng's face was struggling and constantly changing. He lowered his head and seemed to think about the gain and loss, while Di Ping stood in front of him, watching him quietly, waiting for his choice.
"City Lord Di, I want to give you a punch!"
Suddenly, Zhang Hengcheng raised his head and looked at Di Ping Road solemnly.
"Hengcheng, are you crazy? Can you compare the strength of the city lord?"
Hearing this, Gu Xing almost jumped up on the spot, hurriedly grabbed Zhang Hengcheng's arm and shouted.
"I just want to try, how far am I from City Lord Di!"
Zhang Hengcheng gently pushed Gu Xing's palm away, looked at Di Ping calmly, and his voice was full of firmness.
"This...this...City Lord, Heng Cheng is so good at martial arts, you don't have the same knowledge as him!"
Seeing that he couldn't hold Zhang Hengcheng, Gu Xing hurriedly pleaded with Di Ping with a kind look in his eyes.
"It's okay!"
Di Ping smiled and waved to Gu Xing, then looked at Zhang Hengcheng and said indifferently: "Okay, I will satisfy you!"
"Okay! City Lord Di, based on this attitude alone, I will obey you. No matter whether you win or lose this punch, I will decide to go with you!"
Zhang Hengcheng clapped his hands abruptly, his eyes burst with light, and his voice trembled with excitement.
Di Ping shook his head slightly, this is really a martial idiot, all the purpose is to fight with himself.
He did this for two purposes. First, to test whether Di Ping was really that strong. He just pulled it and didn't pull it away. It wasn't necessarily who was stronger in a fight.
If he is really strong, then handing over these people by himself can be regarded as an explanation, and he has a good future, so he can rest assured.
Second, he is really happy when he sees the hunter. A warrior is strong when he meets the strong, and he will show his sword when he encounters an enemy. Even if blood is splashed for five steps, he must face it bravely.
For those who cultivate martial arts, if they want to make progress, they have to fight against masters. Only in this way can they know their own inadequacies, how high their mountains are, and where the direction is.
"I'm sorry, City Lord Di!"
Zhang Hengcheng shouted loudly, and assumed a three-body attack stance. The momentum on his body suddenly rose, like a war bull, his whole body was as tight as a bow, and it seemed that it could be ejected at any time.
Gina stood behind Di Ping, and a faint sarcasm suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth. She wanted to fight with her master in such a way, she didn't know whether to live or die.
Di Ping smiled lightly, put his hand behind him gently, and then withdrew his smile, his face suddenly icy cold, and a pair of star pupils burst into light.
Suddenly, a powerful and turbulent momentum like a big river and sea suddenly rose up. As soon as this momentum came out, it pressed towards Zhang Hengcheng like a rolling torrent.
At this time, in Zhang Hengcheng's eyes, Di Ping had turned into a majestic mountain and boundless sea, and he had become a tiny grain of dust.
Zhang Hengcheng's face changed, he involuntarily stepped back five or six meters, and only stopped when he reached the wall. He looked at Di Ping in horror, as if he had seen a ghost. He trembled again and again, trying to speak, but couldn't say a word.
He felt that he was about to suffocate, and at this moment he felt so close to death, as if he would stop breathing the next moment.
He opened his mouth wide and panted, but he was like a fish out of water, without even a trace of oxygen, his chest was about to explode.
This is not human?
How could he be so powerful?
I'm dying, I can't move?
Zhang Hengcheng's eyes widened, and his eyeballs were about to bulge out. He looked at him with disbelief, and his eyes gradually blurred.
At this moment, his heart seemed to be beating violently with a certain rhythm, and he felt that he was about to explode, and even his thinking was slow, and everything in his mind became abnormally dull, as if it was frozen.