"I'm not."

"Well, you punch me and see." The tall, thin old man frowned and looked at Zhou Sen.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Sen stood up.

"It's okay, come on!" The tall, thin old man stared at Zhou Sen.

"Are you really sure?"

Zhou Sen's eyes were filled with blazing fighting spirit. During this period, Zhou Sen did not deliberately avoid it. He was looking forward to fighting. He was immersed in the fanatical fighting spirit all the time, and even forgot about the danger.

The highest state of "war" is complete selflessness.

Although Zhou Sen has not reached the highest level of "war", he has already entered the state of war. He needs to keep fighting to strengthen himself.

Zhou Sen has no retreat. "Invincible Secrets" is his only secret book. If he wants to take revenge, he must hone himself through "war" and take a step further to enter the realm of "power".

Only by completing the cultivation of the realm of majesty can he be qualified to cultivate the realm of bright eyesight.

"War" is a process that must be experienced, so Zhou Sen cannot hide his head and hide his tail. He has to be exposed from time to time to attract experts to fight with him. For Zhou Sen, this is a dangerous journey, and he must control the sniper killing

His master level, and only the control level, can he save his life during training.

Of course, Zhou Sen was not too worried about his own safety.

Through a lot of repeated arguments, Zhou Sen believes that the biggest threat currently comes from the Gu family, and a real master of cultivating gods will definitely not chase him all over the world for two million imperial coins.

Zhou Sen is no longer what he used to be. He believes that even if he is faced with an elementary second-level superpower, he will be able to escape. Of course, he would never dare to think of a head-on confrontation, and he is not willing to risk that.

kind of risk.

Only junior third-level superpowers like Mingxian Mingkong can directly kill Zhou Sen.

In fact, as long as the terrain is complex, Zhou Sen is 70% sure of escaping even if he is facing a superpower user with basic third-level superpowers. Nowadays, most of the places where Zhou Sen lives are in places with complex buildings.

Plains and mountainous areas are the paradise for superpowers to fight. Because the plains are clear at a glance. Under the pursuit of flying swords, no matter how fast Zhou Sen is, he can only run for his life; while in mountainous areas, although the terrain is complicated, superpowers

There is no need to worry about accidentally injuring ordinary people. You can use your superpowers to kill large areas without restraint, which is equally dangerous.

Zhou Sen has no fear of strong people. As long as he is not a super strong person like Longtu Tianshen, even if he cannot defeat him, he is sure to escape. After all, strong people do not have the ability to fly with swords.

The strong Yang Jiu looked at Zhou Sen, and suddenly, he had an illusion.

The young man in front of him seemed to have grown taller in an instant, and his eyes that were filled with fighting intent actually seemed to look down upon the world.

"Are you sure?!" Zhou Sen stared at the strong Yang Jiu with his deep eyes and asked again.

"Sure!"

Inexplicably, Yang Jiu suddenly felt a trace of regret, but the words had been spoken and he couldn't take them back, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Are you ready?" Zhou Sen put down the long knife in his hand.

"Ready." Yang Jiu made a horse stance, clenched his fists, and glared angrily, like a diamond.

"clatter!"

Zhou Sen suddenly shouted loudly, and his body rushed out like an arrow from the string. He made a fist with his right hand and used the momentum of his body to punch Yang Jiu in the chest. There was a muffled "peng" sound, and Yang Jiu continued

He took three steps back, his body shook for a while, and then he stabilized his posture.

Yang Jiu looked at Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen looked at Yang Jiu.

Inside the ruined temple, you can hear a needle drop, and there is a suffocating depression.

"You are not a strong person." Finally, Yang Jiu spat out a few words.

"I told you a long time ago." Zhou Sen stared at Yang Jiu, secretly horrified by the opponent's ability to resist blows. He had just used seven points of strength, but the opponent actually managed to hold it down without any reaction.

"Take care of yourself!"

Yang Jiuchao clasped his fists at Zhou Sen, turned around, and strode away from the ruined temple.

Zhou Sen slowly sat down cross-legged, with the long knife still on his knees. He felt that several people who were peeping in secret were gone. Zhou Sen secretly felt relieved. When he was surrounded, he had planned at least a dozen plans.

An escape route.

However, Zhou Sen was still a little confused. He didn't understand why these powerful men came to him.

Zhou Sen didn't know that in the Han Empire, there was a secret organization called the "Alliance of the Strong".

The Alliance of the Strong is an extremely united group, because the number of strong people is extremely rare. Once a strong person appears in the world, the Alliance of the Strong will immediately organize people to pick him up.

As for the bounty of two million imperial coins, the Alliance of Strongmen did not take it seriously.

Compared with the poor superpowers, all the strong people are rich, because most of them hold high positions in the Han Empire. Although they are not rich enough to rival the country, they are also rich. Naturally, they will not let go of a mere two million imperial coins.

In the eyes.

"Mr. Yang, how are you?"

As soon as the strong man Yang Jiu walked out of the ruined temple, a young man and a middle-aged man came over immediately, and one of them asked eagerly.

"I'm not a strong man, I don't have strong energy." Yang Jiu shook his head.

"Hey, it's a pity. I thought that the alliance would inject new power, but it was all in vain. If this continues, we will one day be squeezed out of the imperial temple by superpowers." The middle-aged man said worriedly.

"There's no point in being anxious...Pfft..."

Before Yang Jiu could finish his sentence, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. I just took a punch from Zhou Sen and my internal organs were injured... He is indeed a famous Wu Xushi. If he can kill that bastard Gu Jie, he still has two brushes." Yang Jiu

He smiled bitterly.

"He...he...a martial artist injured you?" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Jiu in horror.

"Yes, I don't believe it either, but the fact is that I was beaten until I vomited blood and injured my internal organs. I need to rest for at least three or five days." Yang Jiu showed a look of concern on his face, and the punch just now hit him.

In his chest, he felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. The feeling was indescribable.

If Yang Jiu and the other two knew that Zhou Sen only exerted 70% of his strength, they wouldn't know what they would think.

"Grandma, this guy is so powerful, it's a pity, it's a pity... he's not a strong man... ugh..."

"Yes, it's a pity that I did it too. I checked carefully and found that he relied entirely on the power of his body instead of the Gang Qi he cultivated. Unfortunately, he is too old. If he were a few years younger, let him practice Gang Qi.

It’s not a bad idea…”

Yang Jiu shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.

"Then shall we still protect him?" the young man asked.

"Forget it, brothers, retreat and let him fend for himself."

"OK."

…

Zhou Sen didn't know that during this period, the Alliance of Strong Men had stopped several waves of superpowers for him.

Little did Zhou Sen know that his good days were coming to an end.

That night, Zhou Sen was thinking about the strong man. The appearance of the strong Yang Jiu made him feel a little baffled. However, Zhou Sen was a thoughtful person. After thinking about it repeatedly, he immediately realized that Yang Jiu was interested in him.

There is no hostility.

"Welcome him to join the world of strong men."

The meaning of this sentence is very obvious, Yang Jiu regards him as a strong man.

Strong!

For Zhou Sen, strong people are more mysterious than superpowers, because even ordinary people know the existence of superpowers, but no one knows the existence of strong people.

Suddenly, Zhou Sen was full of interest in strong men.

What kind of people are they?

Why are they looking for me?

If I can't cultivate superpowers, can I cultivate the strong energy of a strong person?

Zhou Sen only knew some information about strong people from Ming Xian. For example, strong people cultivated Gang Qi, not superpowers. Zhou Sen knew nothing about Gang Qi.

Now, Zhou Sen has only one powerful purpose!

Compared with superpowers, strong people are also powerful beings. Longtu Tianshen is a typical example. Superpowers like Mingxian Mingkong who are extremely talented and have reached the third level of elementary superpowers are not dragons.

Tutianshen's combined enemy is enough to illustrate the power of the strong.

Inexplicably, a glimmer of hope rose in Zhou Sen's heart.

If there is no progress in the two superpowers within the body, you may still choose to practice Gang Qi.

Unfortunately, I know nothing about Gang Qi.

Zhou Sen, who was lost in the lake and had random thoughts, fell asleep. In his sleep, Zhou Sen dreamed of Shen Huimin, Ming Kong Mingxian, and Gu Tianci, whom he had never met before. All of them were evil spirits.

, chasing after him with a sword, he ran and ran desperately, but he was exhausted. Soon, several flying swords fell on his head. He shouted, Shen Huimin and Ming Kong Mingxian followed one after another.
To be continued...