Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Zhao Meng was also carried directly to the car by a group of people and headed straight to Chen's house. Along the way, Zhao Meng fell asleep again in a daze. In his dream, he seemed to hear someone calling him

Chen Fei: "Why are you so good at sleeping?"

Zhao Meng: "Where is this?"

Chen Fei: "My home, where else could it be? Did you sleep like a fool?"

Zhao Meng: "Why come to your house?"

Chen Fei: "You suddenly disappeared and the game was interrupted. This is all a problem. Anyway, someone will tell you later. Just follow me."

The two walked to Chen Qiang's study room, one after the other. This was Zhao Meng's first time in the study room. After entering the room, he saw Chen Qiang standing in front of the desk with a frown on his face. When he heard the door open and saw that it was Zhao Meng, he immediately walked over.

Chen Qiang: "Xiao Meng, where have you been? Your sudden disappearance really worried me to death. Next time if you have something to say, tell me first. It's really hard to find you without saying anything. If I can't find you again, I will dig three feet into the ground."

Zhao Meng: "I'm sorry to have worried Uncle Qiang. This incident happened suddenly."

Chen Qiang: "Okay, that's all in the past. I asked you to come here this time because I have something else to tell you. Have you forgotten about the competition?"

Zhao Meng: "I didn't forget. I didn't go to the competition, but I missed it."

Chen Fei: "Didn't you say you fell asleep?"

Chen Qiang heard the conversation between Chen Fei and Zhao Meng but did not ask too many questions.

Chen Qiang: "Let's not talk about this for now. What I want to say now is, Xiao Meng, you were not present in the last competition. According to the rules, you should be judged as the loser. However, I have delayed the time for you until now. Today is the deadline. If you don't come again, you will be judged as the loser."

Zhao Meng certainly knew that Uncle Qiang must have played a crucial role in keeping his eligibility for the competition after such a long time.

Zhao Meng: "Sorry to bother Uncle Qiang, I will take the competition seriously"

Chen Qiang: "Xiao Meng, I still say the same thing, don't feel any pressure, the door of the Chen family is always open to you"

It was Chen Qiang's decision that greatly benefited the future Chen family.

Chen Qiang: "Then let's go straight away. The game is in the afternoon, so it should be in time to go now. Are you ready, Xiao Meng?"

Zhao Meng looked at Chen Qiang's resolute eyes at this moment, as if he would not allow him to give a second answer.

Zhao Meng: “Always Be Prepared”

Chen Qiang: "Then let's go"

So, several people immediately walked towards the competition venue. Time was very urgent. The repeated postponement of the competition time had made those old men who were anxious to get the rewards very angry. It seemed that their dreams would be shattered again today.

At this moment, Zhao Meng had not yet recovered from the previous feeling, and it seemed that he was still in a drunken state. Before, he only watched others practicing to become immortals, but now he had a feeling of being a real participant and realized the true meaning of a boxer. This feeling was completely different. Moreover, he had slowly become someone that the Chen family could rely on, but for Zhao Meng, he slowly found the meaning of his existence.

When everyone stepped into the competition venue, they heard someone on the stage urging to announce Zhao Meng's withdrawal. The host was about to announce it when Zhao Meng interrupted loudly.

Zhao Meng: "How can you practice if you don't even have this much patience?"

After saying that, he walked up to the stage.

A man on the stage folded his arms, looked at Zhao Meng and said, "Are you the deserter? Why are you coming back after you've already escaped?"

Zhao Meng snorted coldly

Zhao Meng: "I'll come back to let you know what the deserter you mentioned really looks like."

The big man with his arms crossed said: "Oh, you are so arrogant. I wonder if your strength is as great as your ability. You are a lucky player. You are really lucky to have come this far, but this is the end of it after meeting me. Fight faster. I am in a hurry to study the next opponent. Don't waste my time."

Zhao Meng: "Tsk tsk tsk, have you studied me?"

Big man: "Stop talking nonsense. Let me see how far your luck can go with me."

After saying that, he rushed towards Zhao Meng, his speed was no less than his own. It seemed that this person was not just bragging. On the way here, Uncle Qiang had already briefly introduced today's opponent Xing Batian. He was strong, fierce, and powerful, but at the same time delicate. It sounded as if there were no flaws overall. Now from his current moves, it was indeed true that he was not as sloppy as his way of speaking. We could only deal with him first and see how the situation develops.

After a simple test, Zhao Meng found that the opponent was indeed not simple, but at the same time he also felt the changes in himself. Compared with the previous middle stage of King of Fighters, he was already on the verge of a breakthrough. In this month, he had inexplicably reached this level, which surprised Zhao Meng. He hurriedly checked his body and calmed down after finding that he was fine.

Xing Batian: "How about it, do you feel the gap? I am a real late-stage boxer. How can you, a mere mid-stage boxer, compare with me? I really don't know how you got here. The Chen family is so powerful now, hahahaha"

Hearing this, Zhao Meng didn't plan to continue this farce. He slowly closed his eyes. The scene of entering meditation appeared in his mind. Xing Batian's ridicule was still echoing in his ears: "Why, you want to close your eyes and wait for death? Then I'll grant your wish."

With his eyes closed, Zhao Meng could still clearly sense the position of his opponent, and even the movements of the people around him were so clear. This feeling was unprecedented. When he felt his opponent rushing up, Zhao Meng suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, Zhao Meng's momentum continued to rise from the middle stage to the late stage. Some of the people who saw this scene could not help but sit up.

“Isn’t it said to be a mid-term?”

"It was clearly mid-term before, I don't know what happened..."

At this time, the stage was even more exciting. Xing Batian, who was originally aggressive, was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Meng's strength suddenly surge. He stood there at a loss, but he did not lose the upper hand at all.

Xing Batian: "What's wrong, kid? You cheated when you couldn't win, right? Don't think you can scare me by doing these things. I have seen all kinds of situations. Do you think it is so easy to fight in the later stage of the boxer? I think you are just a paper tiger."