Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 10: Ru ​​Hu is actually at a disadvantage?
Everyone did not hesitate at all and moved back.

"What's wrong, Master Lu?"

Huang Boren asked anxiously.

"It's coming out."

Lu Jin stared at the coffin.

"Why is there no movement?"

Huang Boren asked.

"Because he's waiting for us to come forward."

Lu Jin's eyelids twitched as he spoke word by word.

Sure enough, the words fell.

A dull roar broke the silence, shaking the surrounding dust.

The heavy coffin lid seemed to be hit by an invisible force. It shook violently at first, then flew out sideways and hit the wall of the base, making a dull echo.

Then, a shriveled, wrinkled hand slowly stretched out from the coffin. The fingers were long and strong, and the nails were slightly yellow, which looked ancient and strange.

The hand grasped the edge of the coffin tightly, and the fingertips were slightly white.

Then, a burly figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

He was a big man wearing Ming-style cotton armor. He was tall and strong, and the armor pieces on the cotton armor were tightly spliced. Although he had experienced a long time, he still exuded a sense of calm power.

The big man sat up straight. Although his movements were slow, they revealed an unquestionable majesty.

His face was firm and his eyes were closed, as if he was still asleep, but as he woke up, the air around him seemed to grow heavier.

His hair was tied on top of his head, with a few strands scattered in front of his forehead, looking a little messy.

He had a high nose, tight lips, and a rough beard on his chin.

Is this really not the Terracotta Warriors?
Huang Boren took the list, glanced at it and said, "This is the horizontal training madman Geng Qing."

Geng Qing seemed to have heard the call, and suddenly opened his eyes, emitting a ray of light:

"How dare you, a few cowards, disturb His Highness's quiet meditation."

Wang Zhenqiu stared and said in a lost voice: "He is still an old Shaanxi guy!"

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses and said, "Shaanxi has been the heartland of the Central Plains since ancient times. It is only natural that the people of Shaanxi should become the personal guards of King Zhao."

"Historical records show that Geng Qing was born in Shaanxi, so it is normal for him to speak Shaanxi dialect."

Huang Boren added.

"Is this the time to talk about this?"

Lao Meng yelled from the side.

Geng Qing jumped out of the coffin nimbly, his movements were so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Huang Boren and his entourage suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression.

The burly man glared at them, his eyes flashing with anger and hostility.

His gaze was like a sharp arrow, making people dare not look into his eyes.

"Geng Qing has a strong desire to attack, get ready to attack!"

Huang Boren's whole body was filled with Qi, and he was almost roaring and shouting.

"Let me do the horizontal training!"

That Ru Hu really shouted out these words like a tiger's roar, and in a flash he appeared in front of everyone.

This man is one of the contemporary heroes, with a mastery of Kung Fu. Even the top master Zhang Zhiwei didn't dare to say that he could break his defense with just one slap, and it would probably take two slaps. His strength is one of the best at the scene.

"Awkward."

Geng Qing grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, with earthy yellow Qi gushing out from his body. He turned around and walked forward.

The tiger grinned, the Qi in his body was restrained and calm, blending into his own body, his body was glowing as he fought against Geng Qing.

They rushed towards each other almost at the same time, and two powerful forces collided in the air, as if two invisible swords were intertwined.

Geng Qing's punch was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, but Ruhu was not to be outdone, and his palm power was equally strong and powerful.

The sound of their fighting was like the clanging of metal, clear and loud, echoing throughout the base.

When the two people's Qi collided, a visible energy wave seemed to appear in the air, spreading out from the two people. "Both of them are masters of horizontal training, who will win?"

Wang Zhenqiu asked curiously.

"I don't know."

Before Xiao Zizai could finish his words, the battle on the field was over.

After a collision, both of them retreated.

The tiger retreated more than ten meters before he could barely steady his body, while Geng Qing only retreated a few steps and then became as stable as a mountain.

"Wow—"

Everyone present was shocked.

The gap is so big?
The tiger-like face turned pale as he stared at Geng Qing.

Geng Qing succeeded in his attack, but did not pursue. He stood still, looking around in confusion, as if searching for something.

"Is Geng Qing's horizontal training kung fu so terrifying?"

Huang Boren was so frightened that he nearly bit off his tongue, and suddenly felt the situation was extremely difficult.

"It's more than terrifying. Its explosive power is far greater than that of a tiger. It's one of the two heroes of the world!"

Lu Jin said in a deep voice beside him.

He had been silently practicing the Tongtian Talisman, ready to take action at any time.

"If there are four monsters like these in this coffin, will our manpower be enough?"

Lu Ci was going crazy.

Ever since he became the sole decision-maker in Lujia Village, he has never felt such a close sense of crisis.

What a feeling.

Geng Qing is like a warrior who has crawled out of a bloody battlefield in the wilderness. He is cold-blooded, ruthless, powerful, and has no fear at all.

A strong feeling of suffocation came over him, and Lu Ci's brain was frantically reminding him:
"Run, run!"

But he couldn't move his feet at all.

Huang Boren said with cold sweat:

"I don't know. I'm notifying the board of directors now. You must hold on."

After one round, the tiger was at a disadvantage.

The temporary workers are feeling relaxed and at ease.

They have always lived on the edge of a knife, and they are used to it.

"Brother Xiao, do you think we can beat this big guy?"

Wang Zhenqiu hasn't finished eating the lollipop in his mouth yet.

"It shouldn't be a problem to deal with a guy. The Feng Wang and his family's soul-binding and general-sending tactics haven't been used yet. Lu Jin didn't make a move either. And there's still Chen Jinkui. He can drag Geng Qing to death."

Xiao Zizai closed his eyes and said calmly.

"Hehe, now it's fun. You said that the old masters in the four coffins have all escaped. Should we run away or stay here and wait to die?"

Wang Zhenqiu asked with a smile.

"Just follow the arrangements. The company hasn't spoken yet."

Xiao Zi told him everything and responded like a caring older brother.

"What is this guy looking for? Brother Xiao, do you think he is from northern Shaanxi or Guanzhong?"

Wang Zhenqiu asked more and more questions, and it seemed that the more nervous he was, the more he could open up.

Geng Qing looked around, but didn't see the person he was looking for anywhere.

The anxiety in his heart quickly turned into rage, his eyes turned red in an instant, as if burning with anger, and all the muscles in his body tensed.

Geng Qing turned around abruptly and roared with all his strength: "You idiot, where did you take my Highness?"

Wang Zhenqiu clapped his hands and said seriously, "From northern Shaanxi, I confirm!"

Dividing line.
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