"Cut the crap. Let's see who's stronger."
After Zhang Xing finished speaking, he clenched his fists. Dragon Qi covered his entire body as he roared in his heart, "Dragon Fist Fourth Style, Soaring Dragon."
"Dragon Fist Fifth Style, Soaring Dragon."
"Dragon Fist Sixth Style, Nine Dragons Return to One."
Three punches from the second level of the Dragon Fist were thrown at Zuo Shan.
Zuo Shan's expression changed slightly. Such powerful battle energy. What kind of technique was this? Why had he never seen it before?
Such power was enough to compete with a Four-Star War Venerable.
He did not expect such a terrifying battle energy to be contained in his small body.
No wonder the assassins sent by the organization failed time and time again. The reason was that they did not pay enough attention to him.
However, this was not enough to make him fearful, nor was it enough to make him cautious.
In the Venerable Realm, it was extremely difficult to advance by a small level.
The difference between a Four-Star and a Five-Star was like the difference between the moon and the stars.
This little kid's cultivation was at the One Star Exalt Realm, and he also possessed magic cultivation. His mental strength wasn't low either.
These few factors added together were probably his trump card that allowed him to challenge those of a higher level.
Such a prodigy was hard to come by in ten thousand years. Once he grew up, no one could guess where his limits were.
Unfortunately, he chose to go against the assassin group. This meant that this star that was about to shine across the continent was destined to fall prematurely.
Zuo Shan waved his right hand and only used 50% of his cultivation. With a boom, Zhang Xing's three punches were instantly disintegrated.
Moreover, Zuo Shan's battle energy did not decrease. He was still as ferocious as a beast as he quickly hit Zhang Xing.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Zhang Xing did not panic. He repeatedly threw out the Dragon Fist and kept retreating until he was more than ten meters away. Only then did he disintegrate Zuo Shan's casual attack.
A hint of red appeared on his face, but it quickly faded.
Huff!
Zhang Xing slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
If he guessed correctly, this old man was definitely a Five-Star War Venerable.
I, Zhang Xing, am no match for him.
Seeing Zhang Xing retreat, Dongfang Zhengyang was overjoyed.
Zhang Xing, ah, Zhang Xing, your arrogant days have come to an end. Don't think that just because you have the Nine Dragons Mount, you can do whatever you want in a fourth grade country.
If I let you develop for a period of time, my Dongfang family's grade 5 empire will also be handed over to Zhaoyang to manage.
But you didn't expect that the assassin group has already listed you as the number one target.
You're ranked third on the Assassin Ranking. You're on the same level as those high-level Venerables.
It can be seen that you have seriously threatened the safety of the assassin group.
At this moment, Zuo Shan was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he continued to look down on Zhang Xing.
"Brat, you're not bad. There aren't many people who can withstand an attack from my fifth level of cultivation. Even those peak Four Star War Reverends would have to nurse a grievance under my attack."
"How about this, I'll let you make three moves, and I won't fight back for three moves. Whether or not I can survive depends on these three moves."
"After three moves, I won't hold back anymore."
Zuo Shan was actually teasing Zhang Xing.
He had never dueled with a ten-year-old child.
If it wasn't for the fact that the organization sent the two of them, they wouldn't have made a move under any other circumstances.
It was too degrading, too embarrassing. Even if he won, he wouldn't feel happy.
However, Zhang Xing had blocked his attack just now, which made him a little curious.
Hehe, playing with this little kid for a while would also add a lot of fun.
So it wasn't just killing people that was fun.
Zuo Shan's eyes lit up. It was as if he had found a new toy. He stared at Zhang Xing with his small eyes.