For Commander Cheng, this is actually not a bad thing.

This means that Commander Cheng’s body is suitable for the cultivation methods of most human races, and he will not have certain restrictions on cultivation like those of our alienated bloodline, which is a good thing for you!"

When Cheng Di heard this, he also felt relieved. It seems that the top priority is to find a method that suits him. I wonder if the court has any solution in this regard. After returning, he will definitely discuss it with the Governor's Mansion in Qingyi, Tianjing.

Ask about it.

At this time, Fang Xiong, who had practiced breathing exercises for more than ten times, saw the color on his face fade away a little.

I saw him put away his posture, and his figure flashed to the side of the iron-mixed rod stuck on the ground. He pulled out the iron-mixed rod, held the stick in both hands and shook it, performing a set of military stick techniques.

Cao Gang on the side seemed to feel a little itchy, so he pulled out a long stick from his back. With a low roar, he rushed into the shadow of Fang Xiong's stick.

Everyone only felt a series of collisions exploding in their ears.

The weapons used by both of them were powerful and heavy, and their strength was quite astonishing. Although Cao Gang had a great advantage in size, Fang Xiong's strength was not inferior. They really were matched against each other.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.

The strong wind generated by the duel between the two forced Zhang Sui and others to step back a short distance to give them enough space.

Dewey saw Fang Xiong standing on the sidelines and couldn't help but praise: "Brother Fang is really amazing. There is basically no one in our clan who dares to fight like Cao Gang with him. It seems that Brother Fang is very good at refining the body."

It’s farther than I thought!”

Everyone also sighed repeatedly. Just as Zhang Sui was about to say something, suddenly a section of the thing broke after the two of them fought and flew towards Zhang Sui.

Just as he was about to run towards Zhang Sui's face, Zhang Sui did not react. A tiger claw appeared in front of him and grabbed the flying object. Because of the force, it also drove the tiger claw towards Zhang Sui's face.

After getting closer, it was only about two feet away from Zhang Sui's face.

Gao Shou beside Zhang Sui had already pulled out his long sword half a foot. Seeing that the tiger's claws had caught the flying object, he immediately returned the sword and put it into its sheath.

Zhang Sui was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a small piece of iron rod.

The two people who were fighting over there had stopped their hands and each took a few steps back. Fang Xiong was looking at his broken iron bar in a daze. Cao Gang looked confused and murmured: "Broken...

Broken... broken?"
Chapter completed!