The fist was about to hit Tang Zheng's head, causing the audience to cry out in alarm. Suddenly, two people jumped up and flew straight to the stage. Ye Dingdang and Fang Shishi rushed to the ring almost at the same time. At this moment, they only had Tang Zheng in their minds. Their only thought was that he couldn't die!
But their speed was obviously half a beat slower than Moutou's.
Huh?
Suddenly, Moutou's fist hit the ground of the ring, creating a big pit. Tang Zheng's figure disappeared from under his fist.
Ah!
The audience shouted. What was going on? Where was he?
Ye Dingdang and Fang Shishi stopped under the ring at the same time. They looked at each other and understood that things had taken a turn for the better.
In the VIP room, the wine glass in Louis's hand slipped and shattered on the ground. The wine splashed all over the floor.
Tang Zheng didn't disappear, but his speed was too fast. The Dragon Yuan Pill helped him to raise his cultivation by several levels last time. This time, when it suddenly erupted, Tang Zheng didn't faint and forcibly endured it.
This was thanks to the fact that there was almost no True Qi in his body, so the energy of the Dragon Yuan Pill didn't make him explode.
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But even so, the True Qi transformed by the Dragon Yuan Pill was still much more than the True Qi in his body, and there was still a large part of it that hadn't been completely transformed.
Tang Zheng was like a person who was about to starve to death and suddenly ate too much. His stomach was about to explode. He had to move to consume some True Qi.
But this time, his speed was much faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared. It was so fast that people couldn't react to it with their eyes.
When Moutou's iron fist hit the ring, Tang Zheng was already behind him. His two fingers were like a sword. With a puchi, he chopped Moutou's back and penetrated deep into his skin. A huge wound split open and blood splashed.
"Ah!" Moutou let out a heart-wrenching scream. He raised his head to the sky and howled. His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
Although he did not understand how Tang Zheng came back from the dead in an instant, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
He didn't have much time to think. Relying on his instincts, he suddenly turned around, his eyes full of ferocity.
At this moment, the Flying Immortals from Beyond the Heavens once again displayed its powerful might. Tang Zheng stabbed out with his sword, his fingers piercing Moutou's chest at lightning speed.
The muscles on his chest immediately split open and blood gushed out.
Tang Zheng could even feel the strong beating of the other's heart. His heartbeat was very fast, twice as fast as a normal person's.
However, this was not the main point of Tang Zheng's concern. He believed that this sword could pierce through his heart and kill him instantly.
However, the battlefield was ever-changing. Just like how Moutou did not expect Tang Zheng to come back from the dead, at this moment, Moutou, who was supposed to be dead for sure, actually burst out with a terrifying aura. Tang Zheng's hand could not pierce through. It was as if there was a strong force outside the heart that blocked his attack.
"Roar!" An angry roar rang out. This roar did not sound like a human's at all. It sounded like some kind of wild beast. The sound shook the field and was deafening.
Tang Zheng's pupils constricted. He saw an unbelievable scene. Moutou's body made a series of crackling sounds. His clothes burst open, and strong muscles were exposed under his clothes. However, these muscles were different from human muscles. They were covered with hair.
Tang Zheng looked up and saw that Moutou's body had grown dozens of centimeters taller. He was now 2.5 meters tall, and his entire body was covered with long hair. What was even more frightening was that his head had also changed. It was no longer a human's head, but a wolf's head. He opened his mouth and revealed long fangs. His fingers had also become thicker, and sharp nails had grown out like sharp knives.
In an instant, Moutou transformed into a werewolf. He looked down at Tang Zheng condescendingly, exuding an aura of death.
This scene was completely shocking. Not only Tang Zheng, but even the audience fell into a daze. What was going on? Why did that Westerner transform? He even transformed into a werewolf.
Suddenly, a member of the audience shouted, "Monster!" Many of the more timid people fainted from fright. Many of them rushed out of the stadium, but there were also some who stayed behind out of curiosity.
This year's Martial Arts Conference was too interesting. A werewolf had even appeared. This was a monster that only appeared in Western legends.
On the rostrum, Yu Zhankui and the high-ranking officials of the Writers' Association felt their legs go soft. They were lamenting in their hearts. Who could tell me what the f * * k is going on?
Yu Zhankui looked at the VIP room with a pale face. He wondered what the Rockefeller family had found. Why did such a heaven-defying thing appear? This was a live broadcast on the Internet. The scene from before must have spread all over the Internet. This was going to blow up.
The country had never acknowledged such things. This time, it had appeared openly in front of the entire country's audience. Furthermore, there was no way to deny it.
Yu Zhankui felt that his life had come to an end. He originally thought that he could retreat in one piece and go abroad to enjoy the life of a carefree old man. Now, it seemed that everything was just an illusion.
In the VIP room, two wine glasses fell to the ground and shattered. The glass shards and wine splashed all over the floor. Louis's eyes flashed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why is it like this? How did Tang Zheng come back from the dead and increase his strength? He even forced Moutou to reveal his true form? "
Wales' jaw was about to hit the ground. He only came back to his senses after a long time. He said in confusion, "Young Lord, I don't know either. What should we do now?"
"Hmph, I didn't think that such a small matter would cause such a huge change. Wales, look at what you've done." Louis said with a murderous look.
The usually cultured and refined Louis had disappeared. At this moment, his body was emitting a sharp and cold aura that made people shudder.
Wales lowered his head, wishing that he could just bury his head into the floor. He said with fear, "Young Lord, your subordinate has not handled the matter well. Please punish me."
"Hmph, let's clean up this mess first." Louis said grumpily.
"Then what do we do now?"
"Let Moutou kill Tang Zheng first. This kid ruined our entire plan and forced Moutou to reveal his true form. This person cannot be left alive." Louis said resolutely.
Li Xiaotian had already stood up. He stared at the transformed Moutou and muttered to himself, "Demon beast! No, this isn't a normal demon beast. Demon beasts need many years to cultivate into a human form. This werewolf is clearly different. It's a new demon beast race. "
Ye Tianlei, Feng Siniang, Qin Batian, and Yan Liuyun were all dumbstruck. They held high positions and knew more information than normal people, but they never knew anything about werewolves.
"What is this thing?" Feng Siniang asked blankly.
The others shook their heads blankly.
However, everyone's hearts tightened. The opponent was no longer human. Was Tang Zheng still his opponent?
"I will kill you!" Moutou opened his bloody mouth and roared towards the sky.
Tang Zheng's eyes were filled with killing intent. He never thought that things would turn out like this, but no matter what, he had to kill the opponent first.
He was someone who had fought demon beasts before. How could he be afraid of a werewolf? Not only was he not afraid, but his fighting spirit was high.
"Kill!" He roared and rushed into the sky.
Rising Winds and Surging Clouds!
The first move of the Transcendent Flying Immortal was unleashed. Immediately, a fierce wind rose from the ground and blew up the debris on the stage, forming a violent current that completely enveloped the two of them.
Thus, from the outside, one could only see a fierce wind and sand filling the sky. The others couldn't help but hold their breaths.
Was Hua Xia's martial arts this powerful?
It was too terrifying. This didn't seem like martial arts, but more like an immortal technique.
Many people who had originally doubted Tang Zheng revealed ashamed expressions. They were really frogs at the bottom of a well. They didn't understand how powerful Brother Kung Fu was.
At this moment, everyone was more concerned about Tang Zheng's safety. This was not a battle with a human, but a battle with a demon beast.
Tang Zheng deliberately used Rising Winds and Surging Clouds to block the others' line of sight. This way, he could use his techniques without restraint.
Against a demon beast, ordinary martial arts were no longer effective. He had to use the methods of a cultivator because Tang Zheng already felt that he couldn't use his fingers as a sword to cut through the opponent's skin.
This time, it was the real deal.
With a thought from Tang Zheng, the War Soul Sword quietly appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and charged forward. Moutou didn't know where the War Soul Sword in Tang Zheng's hand came from. At this moment, he could only raise his spirits to fight.
Even though he had changed and his strength had greatly increased, the aura that Tang Zheng released at this moment was even more shocking. It actually made him feel the smell of death.
"Roar!"
"Kill!"
The two of them fought fiercely, and the arena made of concrete and steel collapsed with a boom. Large and small pieces of concrete were blown up by the strong wind and flew around the two of them, blocking the line of sight of the others.
The people outside could only hear the sounds of fighting in the wind becoming more and more intense, and the aura became more and more terrifying. The audience sitting in the front row felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them, and they all retreated backwards.
A battle of this level was too shocking. If an ordinary person was affected, they would definitely die.
Fang Shishi and Ye Dingdang did not retreat. They stayed outside the arena, close to the tornado. They opened their eyes with all their might and looked inside, hoping to see Tang Zheng's body.
However, all of this was in vain. The storm was too big, making them almost unable to open their eyes.
The two of them had their hearts in their throats, silently praying that Tang Zheng would win.
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