Two Dimensional Journey

"Oh, isn't it? So, we are very destined" Zhang Xiang with a plain expression, took two steps backwards, avoiding the heavy punch that the opponent waved.

Boom, the opponent's fist, which did not retain any strength, slammed into the high platform fiercely.

The high platform built of wood was bombarded out of a huge hollow in an instant.

However, the opponent's tall body, which was as tall as an iron tower, seemed to have not suffered any impact, but it continued to crash into a tank, smashing through the flying sawdust, towards Zhang Xiang's The direction continued to wave his fist.

"Because there is a number nine in the ranking between the two of us," Zhang Xiang continued to say in a flat voice.

And his body continued to move up, dangerous and dangerous, but the expression on his face continued to dodge as if it were so easy, and the opponent attacked Zhang Xiang's fist like a madman.

"Shut up, give it to me, Xiaolan! Outflank him for me, I don't believe he can hide again!" The big man who looked like an iron tower turned his head furiously, and screamed behind him.

At the same time, a crisp girl voice rang.

"Yes!" The girl holding two short sticks suddenly began to gallop.

Moreover, she was obviously a cursed girl with agility factor in it.

Compared with the iron tower man, her speed is far surpassed.

Just in the blink of an eye, her figure had already circled behind Zhang Xiang and swung towards Zhang Xiang's back.

Those two short sticks even made a slight explosion in the air.

Obviously, the power of these two sticks is not as simple as it seems.

If it is hit, the granite will be smashed into pieces in an instant.

"But..." Zhang Xiang continued quietly.

At this moment, in front of him, the tower-like man was already swinging his most powerful boxing.

Behind him, two short sticks also attacked from different directions, and Zhang Xiang was bound to be trapped on the spot.

"My ranking...but..." Zhang Xiang said again.

At the moment this sentence fell, Zhang Xiang's figure had already disappeared suddenly.

"not good!"

"damn!"

The big iron tower man and the cursed girl who used the short stick couldn't help but change their expressions, trying their best to stop their attacks.

Because, just after Zhang Xiang disappeared.

The attacks between them that did not leave behind each other just bombarded each other.

If you are hit, I am afraid that both will end up losing.

If that were the case, the two of them would be a laughing stock.

This is not acceptable to them.

Thinking of this, they don't care whether they will damage themselves if they force their strength, they are trying their best to shrink their strength, or trying their best to shift the attack to another place.

But don't tell me.

Under the efforts of the two, the figure of the iron tower man still passed by the girl holding the short sticks.

The girl with short sticks in both hands, the short sticks in both hands, crossed and bombarded a supporting iron pillar beside the high platform, smashing it into three sections like a slash.

Although there is also the reason that the iron pillar is not completely solid in it.

But it was enough to see how powerful this blow was.

But the big man in the iron tower didn't have such good luck, he could let him vent the remaining power of his moves.

He had to withdraw his boxing forcefully, and the surging backlash made him feel a surge of energy and blood, and even his footsteps were a little unstable, and he almost didn't fall off the high platform.

However, at this moment.

Zhang Xiang's figure appeared slowly, and the rest of his words were also spoken.

"Higher than you..." Zhang Xiang continued to say in plain words.

His figure appeared directly behind the iron tower man.

However, at this moment, the man who was as strong as an iron tower did something unexpected.

He turned around abruptly, elbowing Zhang Xiang's head with his right hand.

"Caught it for Lao Tzu, go to you next door, let me go to death for Lao Tzu!" The big man who was as tall as the iron tower roared furiously.

Seeing that his desperate full blow was about to hit Zhang Xiang's head.

However, Zhang Xiang's face showed a smile instead.

"Just ranked 99th..." Zhang Xiang began to speak slowly.

But at the same time, he also stretched out his right hand, and his **** was slightly bent and pressed with his thumb.

Then, it was a rehearsal of what happened.

When Zhang Xiang's right hand stretched out, the opponent's head happened to be in front of Zhang Xiang's right hand.

At that moment, Zhang Xiang's right thumb was released.

The **** was like a wild horse running off the rein, ejected onto the head of a man who was as tall as an iron tower.

Then, something incredible happened.

The tower man, who weighed at least more than two hundred jin and had a lot of muscles all over his body, was obviously only hit by a middle finger, but he seemed to have been hit by a big truck.

The head that was ejected suddenly shook, and the eyes that had originally carried the rage instantly turned into confusion.

And his heavyweight body was also driven by his head to his huge body, and suddenly flew backwards.

And his right fist was several centimeters away from Zhang Xiang.

However, the distance of several centimeters can never be shortened.

On the contrary, it is still expanding.

Because, in the next instant, the opponent's body seemed to have been hit by a big truck, and flew out suddenly, hitting the ground heavily, splashing a lot of dust.

He even lost consciousness directly and fell into a coma.

At this moment, the last word in Zhang Xiang's words had just come out of his mouth.

"...Already"