Tiger Roars in China

Tong Luo laughed and said, "Li Meng, you finally learned to think for yourself.

For some things, there are no real answers, nor do they need answers.

Isn’t there a saying in your hometown that history is written by the victors?

In the future, you can ask the gods about these matters."

Li Meng was very surprised and asked, "You want me to ask the gods? Can I see the gods?"

Tong Luo smiled and said, "Li Meng, as the chosen one, you only have two paths to choose.

First, defeat the gods and replace them. By then, all the secrets will no longer be secrets to you, Li Meng.

The second is to be defeated by the gods and become their slaves for the rest of your life. "

Li Meng asked curiously, "Why do I have to fight the gods? Can't I just hide from them?"

"Of course not.

No matter whether it is the major forces or the various fortified cities, they all cultivate the chosen one to serve as the opponent of the God.

If you are found to be running away, you will die.”

Li Meng suddenly felt that he was on a pirate ship and couldn't get off even if he wanted to.

There is only one way to go, to the end.

Tong Luo continued to walk upwards, saying as he walked, "Li Meng, it's a little too early for you to think so much now. After all, it's not time for you to face the gods directly.

When you become truly strong, it won’t be too late to think about those things.”

As they were talking, the two of them came to the room where the gong was kept again.

Li Meng suddenly remembered the warning from the remaining soul of the Tiger King, so he did not approach the gong, but stood at the window and looked out.

In the jungle high up in the valley, a hunting team from the Yufeng clan was besieging and killing a giant.

They have clear division of labor and each has his own responsibilities, including long-range attack, cover, and close combat, and the distribution is well organized.

It seems that Li Meng underestimated them when he was investigating.

Perhaps, they were also hiding their incompetence at that time.

Looking at the giant again, he was holding a thick wooden stick and swinging it mechanically without any method at all.

He just relies on his thick skin and doesn't care about the arrows. It's no different from tickling him.

Li Meng shook his head and turned to Tong Luo and said, "We can't keep fighting like this. The giant will be worn out to death sooner or later."

Tong Luo didn't care at all. He smiled and said to Li Meng, "Just keep watching."

Sure enough, several giants appeared around them, holding in their hands the boomerangs developed by Li Meng.

Sure enough, a few boomerangs flew over, and all the people from the Yufeng clan fell down.

In terms of power comparison, they are far inferior to these giants.

Tong Luo turned around and came to the bronze gong, and said to Li Meng with a smile, "Li Meng, don't you have questions? Why don't you come and ask the bronze gong?"

Li Meng didn't even go over, but just shook his head and said, "No need, it didn't answer any of my serious questions at all."

Tong Luo looked at Li Meng strangely and nodded, "That's right. After all, you are not familiar with this gong. It will be able to really help you when you are familiar with each other."

Li Meng was stunned and asked, "Tong Luo, what do you mean?"

Tong Luo laughed and said, "What's the point? My life span has reached its limit and I won't live much longer. Everything here is left to you."

Li Meng didn't know whether Tong Luo's words were true or false, so he didn't respond rashly.

At this moment, with a "clang" sound, the gong rang again, which scared Li Meng.

Li Meng couldn't help but look at the bronze gong, and saw the shadows of several snow eagles appearing on the gong.

Sure enough, the Wind Control Clan used their power on the ground to divert the attention of the Giant Clan, and the real direction of attack was still in the air.

Tong Luo smiled and said to Li Meng, "Li Meng, let me show you my high-tech methods."

Tong Luo brought a bowl of blood from somewhere, dipped a brush in the blood, and drew talismans on the gong.

Li Meng was far away and didn't know whether Tong Luo also had to chant spells when drawing the talisman.

However, Tong Luo's technique was too fast, and Li Meng could not tell where he got the bowl of blood from.

Soon, an image of the tower top asking the sky appeared on the gong surface.

Wentian is like a spear, not pointing straight to the sky, but with an angle.

With a casual pull of the gong, a handle appeared on a pillar.

Tong Luo began to shake the handle. Li Meng could clearly see from the surface of the gong that the inclination of the spear gradually changed and was aimed at the direction where the Snow Eagle was flying.

Although Li Meng didn't know how Tong Luo did it, this is indeed the principle of mechanical transmission in physics.

Gradually, the Snow Eagle came closer and closer. From the gong surface, it was clear that the person sitting on the Snow Eagle's back was holding a can in his hand with a fuse on it, like a landmine.

Tong Luo sneered, "This old demon Feng is really a pipe dream. He wants to use the thunderbolt I invented to attack me. Dream on!"

Tong Luo pulled a metal wire from somewhere and threw it towards Tong Luo, shouting, "Tong Luo, fire the lightning!"

Suddenly, a crackling sound of electric sparks burst out from the gong, and a powerful electric current surged out of the gong, along the metal wire, and quickly rose into the Wentian Spear.

Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of the Wentian Spear and hit the flying Snow Eagle directly.

With a loud "boom", the Snow Eagle exploded in the air and turned into a huge fireball.

The Snow Eagle behind did not stop and crashed into it directly, causing a series of explosions.

Each snow eagle, along with the people on its back, turned into a huge fireball and fell down.

The snow eagle behind was frightened, screaming sharply, and flew higher and higher, throwing the people on its back off.

If a person falls from such a high altitude, he will be smashed into pieces, if not completely destroyed.

Li Meng saw clearly the process of Tongluo emitting lightning, and it was just a normal discharge process.

However, Li Meng was very interested in how the gong stored lightning.

Li Meng promptly asked Tong Luo, "Tong Luo, how do you create lightning?"

Tong Luo smiled mysteriously and said, "In the beginning, I risked my life to help Tong Luo, drawing lightning from the dark clouds in the sky and storing it in Tong Luo.

However, doing so is very dangerous and it is easy to be struck by lightning.

Later, through my research on "Hunter's Notes", I invented a generator that can generate electricity manually for Tianwen to use.

After repeated experiments, I finally succeeded. ”

This gong can actually store lightning?

Li Meng felt even more strange about this bronze gong.

Judging from its ability to suck fresh blood, it is an evil guy.

But judging from its ability to store lightning, it is a legitimate guy.

Li Meng was a little worried about how to define this gong.