Tiger Roars in China

Li Meng comprehended the true meaning of the intersection of fire and ice.

The more a person is in pain, the deeper the memory will be. Under the double stimulation of ice and fire, Li Meng finally realized the true meaning of ice and fire.

In fact, when Li Meng saw the cold jade ice lotus growing in the hot magma pool, he was already touched.

However, Li Meng's realm was too low at that time, and he was just a little touched, but did not have any understanding.

However, Elder Tie was there, having comprehended the sword moves of both ice and fire, and broke through the defense of the King Kong Wolf in one fell swoop.

After experiencing the two worlds of ice and fire firsthand, Li Meng finally comprehended that realm and realized the cycle of nature.

The surging force that surged into Li Meng's philtrum all turned into Li Meng's internal force, filling Li Meng's philtrum.

The barrier was broken again. However, with the stimulation of ice and fire from the earth dragon worm, the pain Li Meng suffered was much less than before.

Li Meng once again surpassed the realm of the seventh-level martial artist and broke through to become the eighth-level martial artist.

The benefits that the earth dragon worm brought to Li Meng were far more than that.

Not only were all the broken meridians and acupoints in Li Meng's body repaired, but Li Meng also felt that his whole body was warm as his power was running.

The fire attribute of the earth dragon worm is fully displayed.

The abundant internal energy filled Li Meng's entire body, making Li Meng feel full of strength and extremely comfortable.

Now, Li Meng can break a big tree with just one punch without the need for tools or weapons.

Li Meng opened her eyes, and two rays of light, one red and one white, flashed in her pupils.

Li Meng let out a long breath, which turned into a straight white light and shot straight towards a small tree in front.

With a "crack", the small tree broke at the waist.

"awesome!"

A group of dwarves exclaimed in admiration.

Li Meng slowly got up, stood up, and looked at the dwarves with a smile. Li Meng himself didn't know how long he had been sitting here.

However, after Li Meng looked around, he didn't see Mao Li.

Li Meng knew very well that the adventure he had today was all given to him by the Maori chief. He must remember this favor and repay it in the future.

"How long have I lived here?"

Li Meng looked at the sun that was about to set and asked uncertainly.

"Li Meng, you've been sitting here for a whole day and night!"

The dwarves talked in unison.

These dwarves are very straightforward. They will not try to please you just because you have a high status.

Nor will they look down on you just because of your low status.

They think you are one of their own and will drink and chat with you no matter who you are.

However, if they don't recognize you, no matter how high your status is, they will ignore you.

"Where is Grandpa Maori?"

Li Meng looked around and asked.

"The old Maori chief is going to make a scabbard for you."

A dwarf answered.

Before Li Meng could say anything, he heard heavy footsteps. Looking up, he saw Maori and a few dwarves walking towards him.

When Maori saw Li Meng, he shouted from a distance.

"You kid, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up, I will have to go to the City Lord's Mansion to call for help!"

Maori's voice is still as loud as ever.

Li Meng was very excited when he saw Maori. He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Maori.

"Grandpa Mao Li, I won't say much to express my gratitude. If there is anything I, Li Meng, can do for you in the future, just let me know. I will go through fire and water and will never refuse!"

Mao Li patted Li Meng on the shoulder and laughed, "Great! Really great! Of course, my dwarf tribe needs your help, but not now, but later."

Li Meng nodded and said very seriously, "I understand."

Some things don't need to be said clearly. Mao Li has spent so much effort and done so many things for Li Meng, so of course he needs Li Meng to do something for them, right?

There is no such thing as doing nothing without gain; this is what these dwarves are all about.

No matter what it is, no matter how difficult it is, Li Meng will do it.

Because this is an exchange, an exchange of interests.

It is a huge favor that Li Meng can surpass the seventh-level martial artist and reach the eighth-level martial artist in one fell swoop.

You know, an eighth-level martial artist is equivalent to a mid-level great swordsman, and is even stronger than a mid-level great swordsman.

If you take one more step forward, you will reach the realm of a high-level great swordsman, and you will be getting closer and closer to the holy realm.

That's why Li Meng was so excited.

Mao Li handed a long flat leather scabbard to Li Meng and said, "Li Meng, your rapier is too long to be sewn onto your clothes, so I'll make you a leather scabbard. You can carry it on your back from now on."

Li Meng took it and looked at it. The leather scabbard was made very finely and sturdily, with straps on both sides, so it could be easily tied around the body.

The most important thing is the dagger in the scabbard, not the scabbard itself.

The hilt of the dagger was wrapped with a thin leather strip, which made it look like a horsewhip rather than a hilt, because the dagger had no guard at all.

Mao Li explained to Li Meng, "Li Meng, this stiletto sword is made in one piece. Adding a guard will destroy its continuity."

Li Meng drew the sword from its sheath. The thin sword looked like a horse whip as a whole. It became thinner as it went forward and became as thin as a wheat awn at the tip.

The thorn sword not only has a small tip, suitable for stabbing, but also has three edges, three sharp edges, and three blood grooves.

It perfectly reproduces the function of the three-edged bayonet, while maintaining the flexibility of the fine rapier.

Li Meng's hand trembled, and immediately there was a hissing sound of a sharp blade breaking through the wind.

The tip of the sword was trembling like a spirit snake.

Li Meng just pushed lightly and pierced a small tree and broke it.

Li Meng retracted the dagger and carefully observed the tip. It was intact and the dagger was still the same blue color without any change.

Mao Li said proudly, "This thin rapier is three feet and eight inches long including the handle, and the blade is three feet and three inches long. The blade is covered with frost and is extremely sharp, it can blow off hair..."

The more Li Meng looked at it, the more he liked it. This thin sword of his was in no way inferior to the flying dagger of Qiao Feng.

Other people's sword is called Fei Ci, what do you call this thin stabbing sword?

As thin as a wheat awn, it’s better to call it the Divine Light!

As soon as Li Meng mentioned Shenmang's name, Maori and the other dwarves all cheered.

Thus, the divine sword and divine light came into the world.

It was already dark, and Li Meng left Maori's blacksmith shop with a divine glow.

Tomorrow, we will proceed to the third round to decide the winner.

See who can successfully break through the level and become the leader of ten men.

Anyway, Li Meng is full of confidence in herself.