Zhang Wei's fighting spirit became even stronger.

Deng Biao took a step forward, his momentum also gathering.

"Why not?"

She looked at Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao took a few steps to the side and said, "I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry, miss."

Deng Biao became even more motivated after receiving permission.

He took a step forward and stared at Zhang Wei and Li Qi: "You two come together."

Suddenly, Li Qi and Zhang Wei were a little annoyed.

Isn't this too disrespectful?

Want two people to come together?

Is it necessary?

This is a slap in the face!

"No, let me try first, Li Qi, you keep an eye on them."

Zhang Wei glanced at Liu Mingliang.

The competition started, and neither Zhang Wei nor Deng Biao spoke. They stood a few meters apart, staring at each other. Their momentum reached its peak, but then slowly subsided.

The clouds are light and the wind is gentle.

No murderous intent at all.

But it is this calmness that makes people feel depressed.

Either don't move, or if you move, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

Zhang Wei looked a little solemn.

Although he hadn't taken any action yet, he already felt the tremendous pressure.

Deng Biao concealed his murderous intent very well, but he could see some experiences of blood and fire just from the other person's eyes.

"Let's do it."

Deng Biao said.

"good."

Zhang Wei was not polite either. He kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body left a trace of afterimage in the air. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Deng Biao.

The fist whistled as the huge fist went straight to Deng Biao's throat.

Every move is a killing blow.

It can be seen that Zhang Wei attaches great importance to Deng Biao.