"Cheng Cheng, use the Platinum Queen," Tang Zheng didn't forget the little burden he had on him, and hastily shouted a reminder, while his right arm whipped like a steel lash onto the shoulder of the Dortmund soccer fan, who twisted his waist and dodged the vital spot.
The German's body, hanging in the air, couldn't regain his balance or adjust his center of gravity, but he could release his power, enhance his defense power, and the Light Defense Shield sprung out as well.
With a swing of his arm, Tang Zheng smacked the German down again, and before he could hit the ground, Tang Zheng's knee bent and rammed into his waist.
The German swung a heavy fist at Tang Zheng's head, but unfortunately, he couldn't muster strength with an unstable center of gravity. After dodging, Tang Zheng counter-punched him in the chest.
