Chapter 1464: It’s Good, It’s Good

Just as Jin Bao was circling the formation, Meng Bao, who was hiding on the side, showed a trace of disdain on his face.

What can a dragon see? It's just pretending.

When Zhang Xing swung his fist, his face was full of mockery.

What did Zhang Xing want to do?

Want to break the formation with his fist outside?

Isn't this like a fairy tale? If he was an eight- or nine-star war saint, it would be possible to break the formation with brute force.

But he was just a small one-star war saint. Even if he smashed his fist, he couldn't break the formation.

But after the punch, Meng Bao's face changed.

The strength of the formation was within his perception.

This seemingly not very powerful punch actually paralyzed the formation base!

The other young people of the Meng family naturally didn't know about this situation.

When they saw Zhang Xing swung his fist to smash the formation, they all laughed.

"Is Zhang Xing sick? He broke the formation and smashed it outside?"

"Do I need to ask? He must not understand the formation and dare not go in!"

"Haha, why not just admit defeat? Why pretend like this?"

"Oh! I'm relieved now. I thought Zhang Xing was an all-round warrior. It turns out that he has some skills he doesn't know."

"Tsk! There is no such genius. It's just that there are too many dragons."

"..."

The discussion of the younger generation does not affect the mood of the elders.

The eyes of the ancestors were strange. They had different ideas.

Would the person who could lead ninety-nine ancient dragons to pacify the zombie army be a reckless person?

Obviously not. He must have made preparations for a rainy day.

The big guys were looking forward to what amazing things he could do.

However, Zhang Xing was not amazing next, but just punched twice in succession.

"Not bad..."

While nodding with satisfaction, there was a loud clang.

It was like someone's kitchen pots and pans were smashed all over the floor.

But here were not pots and pans, but thirty-six holy vessels.

Meng Bao showed up and was stunned when he saw the holy vessels scattered all over the floor.

I... my formation was broken so easily?

Zhang Xing didn't even bring it into the formation?

Oh my god!

The other young people of the Meng family were also stunned, looking at the mess in the field in disbelief.

The corners of the eyes of the ancestors shuddered, this is also possible!

How could they know that Zhang Xing had been breaking the formation every time he came here by punching and kicking.

He was already familiar with this line of work and didn't want to use other methods to break it.

How to do it as simple as possible.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Xing looked at the fat elder.

"Senior, I'm done!"

The fat elder was startled, and then he realized that he had lost his composure.

He swallowed his saliva dryly: "It's good, it's good!"

"I declare that Zhang Xing won the fifth challenge, and the sixth challenge will be held below!"

After the announcement, the remaining four people who were ready to challenge were silent.

Two one-star war saints, two two-star war saints, what's the point of challenging.

The fat elder had already known it in his mind, but he still waited for a moment.

"Is there anyone who challenges Zhang Xing? If not, I will ask again later."

The remaining four looked at each other, all with helpless expressions.

They all understood the meaning from each other's eyes.

One stood up and gritted his teeth: "We... give up the challenge."

The fat elder nodded.

You guys are still self-aware.

If this was on the battlefield, you nine people would have died many times.

"Since you give up, I declare that Zhang Xing wins this challenge 5-0."

"Now, please let the clan leader speak for us."

After the fat elder finished speaking, he stepped aside.