Liu Zhengyang didn't say it, or he couldn't tell the chief that Zhong Qinglei had his own arrogance.

Liu Zhengyang, who had been practicing with Zhong Qinglei for several days, has discovered that Zhong Qinglei was actually very unwilling to watch Liu Zhengyang surpass him and quickly widen the distance between them. Or rather, it is a reality that is difficult for any normal person to accept.

Therefore, in the past five days, he has tried his best to practice.

He wants to catch up with Liu Zhengyang.

After finally completing his practice, he ushered in the first battle after becoming stronger. If he couldn't win, what would he feel?

What would he think when he found that his unbeatable opponent was killed by Liu Zhengyang again?

If you are just sad, it will be nothing. You are afraid that it will frustrate his self-confidence and make him no longer motivated to practice hard.

But the chief himself is a very smart person.

Even if Liu Zhengyang did not say it clearly, he could still detect the problem through some clues.

"Oh!" the chief sighed heavily, "Young people are inevitably thinking like this. I don't agree, but if you don't have such an idea, you will not have the motivation to move forward, and sometimes you are in a difficult situation. I just hope that Zhong Qinglei can win."

"No, no matter how hard you try, there will be no results. Who will work hard?" Liu Zhengyang smiled bitterly.

At the same time, the battle between Zhong Qinglei and the strong man is coming to an end.

After five days of practice, Zhong Qinglei is still better at his skills.

Even if he was plotted against the opponent and fought against the opponent in a negative state, he could still suppress the opponent and find an opportunity to hurt the opponent with one punch.

After the man who was hit with a punch lost his combat power, Zhong Qinglei stepped on the other party's heart and shouted loudly: "Go to die! Stop trying to use your strange trick to count the ghosts!"

"Brother! Save me!" The strong man suddenly screamed in horror.

And the moment the scream sounded, a strong wind suddenly hit Zhong Qinglei's right foot.

If Zhong Qinglei chooses to continue attacking, his right foot will definitely suffer considerable damage.

But even so, Zhong Qinglei still had no intention of retreating and stepped on it hard.

Click!

The strong man's ribs were directly trampled, and then Zhong Qinglei's feet were trapped in.

What it means to suffer such damage in the heart position is obvious.

The strong man was shocked and had already entered a state of dying.

He raised his head and looked towards the gate of the exchange, which was the source of the energy that had attacked Zhong Qinglei's right foot just now, and happened to see a middle-aged man walking in.

The middle-aged man stopped at the gate of the exchange and said in shock: "You didn't hide?"

At this moment, Zhong Qinglei had a knife stuck on his right calf, and the energy he had just now was obviously brought by it.

Zhong Qinglei sneered and said, "It's very cost-effective to exchange one foot for the life of a strong man, isn't it?"

"It's outrageous. Although my brother is useless, it's not your turn to kill him!" The middle-aged man said gritting his teeth: "Do you think you can exchange my brother's life with one foot? I'll kill you right away! You have no chance of winning now!"

When Liu Zhengyang heard this, he understood what the middle-aged man thought.

At the same time, he also understood why he thought Zhong Qinglei would avoid it.
Chapter completed!