Chapter 87 My Profession Is a Big Muscle

The War Tree thought for a moment and said, "That guy is in human form, with a pair of bat-like wings. Since we are far away, we can't see his appearance clearly, and he doesn't look like a monster."

"If not a monster, what else could it be?"

Everyone started to wonder.

Chu Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and the image of the shark monster suddenly appeared in his mind.

The shark monster is a sea creature, so could this guy who came here also be an alien?

This possibility is still relatively high.

At present, little is known about the situation of aliens.

But what is certain is that aliens are all intelligent, and their combat effectiveness is not too weak, and they are definitely more difficult to deal with than monsters.

After this incident, it can be regarded as a reminder to Chu Feng.

The current shelter seems to be impregnable, but in fact there are still many loopholes.

For example, it is difficult to defend against enemies coming from the air or underground.

Since the loopholes have been discovered, they must be filled.

The best way is to make a defensive formation, so that it is impeccable.

It's a pity that the shelter does not have such talents for the time being.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, "We are still waiting to think of other ways to strengthen our defense."

Yin Hao said indifferently: "Brother Feng, don't we have the ancient war tree? What do we have to worry about with it?"

Chu Feng sighed, "This time there is only one enemy, what if there are 100 or 1,000 enemies next time? Wouldn't we be caught off guard?"

"That's right."

Yin Hao nodded.

Chu Feng made arrangements, "Starting tonight, Han Jianmu and Zhang Chong will take turns to keep watch, is that okay?"

"No problem."

Han Jianmu and Zhang Chong expressed their opinions.

When I was in the 108th Combat Regiment, I did the work of keeping watch, which was also considered an old job.

Chu Feng looked at Cao Guang again, "Don't sleep too deeply at night, use your talent to explore from time to time."

Cao Guang has a sensory talent, so it is actually the most suitable for him to keep watch.

It's just that the infrastructure of the shelter has not been completed yet, and we are still counting on him.

We can't let him do two jobs at the same time, right?

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I will definitely check a few more times."

Cao Guang promised.

Chu Feng nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Cao Guang grinned, "I have frequent urination and have to get up several times a night. It's nothing to check by the way."

Chu Feng: "..."

Cao Guang is too honest.

There is no need to say such things.

Isn't it embarrassing!

"Okay, let's go back and rest."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he entered the fortress with Lin Huanyao.

At eight o'clock, they entered the challenge field.

Matching...

After three seconds, the match was successful.

In front of Chu Feng appeared a slender, thin young man with a knife-like face.

He was wearing a black sports suit, which matched his temperament and gave people a very cool and cool feeling.

The two sides looked at each other, and Chu Feng asked first: "Are you Tang Wansong?"

The slender man shook his head, "My name is Song Chenggang, you are Chu Feng?"

Chu Feng was slightly startled, and said angrily: "You are not Tang Wansong, why are you here to join in the fun?"

It was agreed to challenge Tang Wansong.

If they were not matched together.

Tang Wansong must have thought that he was scared and didn't dare to fight.

"The challenge field is open to everyone. If you can come to participate, why can't I?"

Song Chenggang smiled coldly, and then changed the subject, "I might as well tell you that I came to participate in the challenge on time."

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

Since he came to challenge on time, Song Chenggang's purpose was very clear, in order to challenge him and Tang Wansong.

However, Song Chenggang was just an unknown little person, and he didn't even enter the top 20 of the Brave Competition. What could he use to challenge him and Tang Wansong?

"Are you still confident?"

Chu Feng chuckled.

"Confidence comes from strength!"

Song Chenggang shrugged his shoulders, with a cocky look, "Do you think I am a nobody just because I didn't make it into the top ten of the Brave Contest? In fact, I don't care about this kind of ranking at all. If you really want to compete for a place, you and Tang Wansong should stand aside."

Chu Feng rubbed his nose, "It's useless to talk more, let's see the truth with our hands!"

"That's what I mean."

Song Chenggang's eyes flashed with a sharp look, "Are you ready?"

"Just come on."

Chu Feng looked indifferent.

"Transform!"

Song Chenggang roared, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of bones all over his body, and his whole body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a mighty muscular man.

Swish...

The clothes on his body could not bear the weight and tore open one after another.

Song Chenggang tore off the torn clothes, revealing a strong body.

The muscles on it were like molten iron, full of explosive power.

"What is your profession?"

Chu Feng was stunned.

Song Chenggang posed, showing off his might, and said proudly: "My profession is a big muscle man, isn't it shocking? Do you feel scared?"

"Big muscle man?"

Chu Feng couldn't help but smacked his lips, "To be honest, with your current appearance, you really look like a jackass."

"You are looking for death!"

Song Chenggang was not a fool. How could he not understand that Chu Feng was scolding him? He immediately became furious and rushed towards Chu Feng fiercely.

At this time, he seemed to have turned into a fierce tiger, fierce and murderous.

When he rushed in front of Chu Feng, Song Chenggang clenched a huge fist and slammed Chu Feng's face.

Before the punch came, an evil wind blew first.

Chu Feng smiled coldly and struck with his fists as well.

boom!

The two fists collided fiercely, and there was a dull sound of impact.

Song Chenggang suddenly felt an incomparable force crushing him, as if he was hit by a huge mountain.

Under the influence of this huge force, the entire fist was deformed.

"ah..."

Song Chenggang let out a scream like a slaughtering pig and flew out.

It flew five meters in a row and hit the ground hard.

"Big muscle tyrant? You have a false reputation! I think you are just a little Jiji at most."

Chu Feng smiled contemptuously and stepped towards Song Chenggang to force him towards him.

"you you...."

Song Chenggang's mouth was trembling and he was speechless, his eyes were full of fear and confusion.

The biggest advantage of the Big Muscle Master profession is strength. Generally, even the Iron Fist Warrior, who is famous for his strength, cannot compete with melee professions.

As a level 5 professional, he is not weak at all even if he faces a level 7 professional.

However, Chu Feng knocked him over with a punch and even broke his hand bones.

This shows how terrifying Chu Feng must be.

Then here comes the problem.

What is Chu Feng's profession?

What level is it again?

Song Chenggang wanted to ask, but it was a pity that Chu Feng didn't give him a chance.

A big foot fell from the sky and kicked him hard in the face.

After two bangs, Song Chenggang's eyes turned white and he fainted.