Each investigation team has a different fighting style.
Zhou Qingbai likes to have strength in numbers and hide himself behind the scenes, while Sun Rong likes the whole team to fight together and use his own poison mist to block the enemy's sight.
Gao Yuan, on the other hand, is just the opposite. He believes in soldiers against soldiers and kings against kings.
Because his abilities are very suitable for single combat, and it is easy to accidentally hurt teammates.
So, when he was about to make a move, the other members of Team Geng quickly dispersed, leaving him enough space to display his skills.
moment.
Gao Yuan exerted force on his feet and punched Zhang Ping.
He is extremely fast, and his fists are covered with lightning, forming a light blue transparent armor.
However, at this time, Zhang Ping's pupils had turned into the shape of an hourglass, and golden light could be vaguely seen rotating in the hourglass.
In his eyes, Gao Yuan's speed was as slow as a snail. When Gao Yuan's fist approached, he slowly stretched out his palm. The next moment, the metal coating increased wildly and his body grew rapidly.
At this time, Gao Yuan watched Zhang Ping grow bigger. His fist was not even as big as a toothpick in front of the enlarged Zhang Ping.
boom!
When Zhang Ping struck out with his palm, the air shook violently.
The palm wind formed a hurricane that swept in all directions, causing the surrounding trees to shake wildly.
Gao Yuan was only ten centimeters away from Zhang Ping's palm.
He held his fists high and kept charging forward, his whole body frozen in the strong wind.
If this palm strikes him firmly, he will die!
Gao Yuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets. As the person who was directly watching the palm being photographed, he felt it most deeply.
"You have been under my control. Have you seen the truth?" Zhang Ping's voice came.
In fact, Zhang Ping is only fifty meters tall now, but it is more than enough to deal with Gao Yuan.
A kilometer-level giant form.
That is used to deal with king-level existences and is not used under normal circumstances.
When Gao Yuan heard Zhang Ping's voice, his whole body trembled.
His legs went limp and he knelt on the ground, an ugly smile on his face, and he nodded hesitantly, "I see, sir, I see... Zhen Zhang."
Zhang Ping removed the metal coating, looked at Gao Yuan with a smile, and said with satisfaction: "Very good, I hope we can get along well in the future. I believe Captain Gao is a smart man."
"Yes, we are all part of Mingzhu City. We are not enemies." Gao Yuan looked at Zhang Ping and nodded quickly.
Zhang Ping yawned, turned around and said, "That's it for today. If Captain Gao has time, you might as well persuade the other captains that Mingzhu City is not like the wild. It's best to abide by the city's rules in the city."
"Okay, okay." Gao Yuan responded repeatedly.
He watched Zhang Ping and his men leave, his heart still beating violently, and he was filled with fear.
That palm strike just now was so terrifying.
This may well cast a shadow over his life.
He collapsed to the ground, looked up at the sky and smiled bitterly, "There is no wrong nickname, only wrong names. Giant God Zhang Ping... is indeed worthy of the name of Giant God."
For example, him.
His original nickname was Thunder Warrior, and later he advanced to a high-level awakener. Because he dared to fight and fight, he was called Thunder General.