Zhang Liang, who has been practicing for a long time, finally made it to the next level. A gentle smile finally appeared on his cold cheek. Now it's a new vision in front of him. He even has such an illusion. Even in the face of Deng Xiao, he feels like he has the power of World War I. looking at the eager Zhang Liang, Deng Xiao is a little depressed. "Zhang Liang, are you refined or not You have too much power. Don't try to fight me. Am I fighting you? "

seeing through Deng Xiao's mind, Zhang Liang felt a little embarrassed. "Ha ha, you can see that....