Chapter 2087 (2/2)

In the fourth move, Wang Sheng once again chose not to avoid and pounced on the other side with a straight punch to the left shoulder.

Zhang restored the original one foot fast, immediately closed, changed to right hand bombardment, and Wang Sheng face to face, hard carry a punch!

When!

Two fists fight each other, both of them are in a flash, Zhang also steps to move, sideways flash to Wang Sheng's left.

Pop!

Wang Sheng turned his palms and made a hard connection. He fell sideways and jumped three meters away, opening up the distance between the two sides.

”Oh! The master of guild hall is really not ordinary! ” Upstairs, the handsome man said with a smile.

He can be said to be a complete layman. Seeing Wang Sheng's retreat, he thought that he had been returned by Zhang Zhenfei.

”Well, it's really unusual.” The master of the song Museum murmured, but his eyes were fixed on Wang Sheng.

In the open space, people around cheered for Zhang Huan, and the voice became louder and louder.

Zhang also frowned slightly.

The other side's strength is a little beyond his expectation. In these moves, he has deliberately increased his speed. He should be able to hit the other side, but I don't know why, the other side can always stop in time at the critical moment.

What's more strange to him is that the opponent's speed doesn't seem to be fast, but the timing is a bit beyond his imagination. It's even a bit like predicting his action. The last move is like preparing the position of the parry in advance.

It seems to take a little more effort to win this man.

”I have a question for you.” Wang Sheng suddenly said.

”Well?” Zhang was still stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would talk.

”Why do you want to hide your strength?” Wang Sheng asked seriously.

Zhang huandeng was shocked by this.

The other people around were puzzled. The bald man turned his head and asked the people beside him, ”what is he talking about? What hidden strength? Is Mr. Zhang hiding his strength? ”

Downstairs, the master of the song Museum narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts.

The handsome man said strangely, ”what is he talking about?”

The master of the song Museum murmured: ”yes, what is he talking about...”