Chapter 1440 Zhang Xing Vs. Meng Tian
Zhang Xing vs. Meng Tian
The next day, in the Meng family competition venue.
Nine proud sons of heaven challenged Zhang Xing one by one.
The oldest of them was sixty years old, and the youngest was thirty years old.
Their cultivation was below three-star war saint.
In the first battle, Meng Tian, thirty years old, one-star war saint was at the same level as Zhang Xing.
He rode a flaming fire dragon into the air.
There was a great fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Zhang Xing, summon your dragon to fight!"
The rules of the competition only allow one war beast to be summoned to participate in the battle.
They all knew that Zhang Xing had ninety-nine war dragons.
If they were all summoned at once, all the juniors below three stars would have no chance to fight.
They all ran away with their heads in their hands.
Even the children of four or five-star war saints did not dare to step forward.
"Hei Yi, come out and fight."
Zhang Xing wanted to call Hei Bao and the other nine dragons out.
But considering that they had relatively rich combat experience and experience.
And the other dragons did not have many chances to fight.
So, let the dragons with the word "一" in their names come out.
Hei Yi's eyes lit up when he heard the call, and he flew out in a hurry.
Man against man, dragon against dragon.
Meng Tian jumped off the dragon's back directly, and rushed to Zhang Xing without any nonsense.
The Fiery Fire Dragon exuded hot flames all over his body, staring at Hei Yi fiercely.
Hei Yi also showed his fierceness and killed madly.
The two tenth-level dragons fought together instantly.
Ding!
The properties of the Fiery Fire Dragon appeared on the system control panel.
Zhang Xing was slightly surprised.
Some low-level monsters and dragons in the past would basically not appear here.
Unless they were monsters with ancient blood.
A sweep of his mind.
It turned out to be a fourth-level bloodline, with a combat power of 3 million points.
And Hei Yi's combat power is 3.8 million points.
The combat power of the eighth-level dragon is 128,000 points.
The ninth-level is 380,000.
The tenth-level soared to 3.8 million.
After all, the tenth level has entered the ranks of Saint-level dragons, and it is normal to increase the combat power tenfold.
It seems that this world is indeed different from the outside world.
The strength of the dragons inside is not much different from that of Heibao and others.
After several rounds of testing each other, Heiyi and Huolong felt that their strengths were equal.
They began to be cautious.
However, Heiyi still had a high degree of confidence in himself.
He only used eight points of strength, and felt that Huolong used at least nine points.
At the same time, Zhang Xing also dodged Meng Tian's fierce attack.
As a one-star war saint, Meng Tian's strength is indeed much stronger than those in the outside world.
However, he did not take it seriously.
But he did not want to end the battle so quickly.
Observe what are the outstanding features of the Meng family's inherited martial arts.
But his concession made Mengtian mistakenly think that he was beaten and had no power to fight back.
"Zhang Xing, I heard that you are very powerful in the outside world, why are you just dodging under my hands?"
"Is it because my attack is too fierce and too fast, and you are not used to it?"
Although Meng Tian mocked, he did not relax his moves.
Zhang Xing smiled indifferently.
"I just don't want you to lose so quickly and so ugly."
"What a joke! You don't have the strength to fight back now, what are you bragging about!"
Meng Tian said disdainfully.
"You want me to fight back? Easy, you win if you can catch my punch."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
"Hahaha..."
Meng Tian laughed wildly.
"One punch? Hit me and see, do you have a chance to punch?"
"I can't give you this..."
Just as he said this, a huge fist suddenly appeared in front of him.
Bang!
His eyes went black, and his body flew out like a cannonball.
He fell dozens of meters away with a snap, his head tilted, and he fainted.