Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Before Feng Linzhu could finish feeling proud, the person next to him pointed in a direction.

"Master"

Feng Linzhu's heart skipped a beat, and then he looked in the direction he was pointed at. He saw that the fan, which had just been stuck in the mud, was now slowly moving.

Feng Linzhu's eyes slowly changed from disbelief to solemnity. This attack consumed 80% of his strength. Let alone a warrior, even a warrior in the early stage of Tongtian Realm would have to use all his strength to avoid being injured by this attack of his. The opponent was just a young boy who was not even very stable in the early stage of Warrior. How could he take this attack from him and seem to have survived? How is this possible!

Feng Linzhu's doubts did not prevent the giant fan from rising continuously. Slowly, a pair of big hands appeared, followed by Zhao Meng's determined look at Feng Linzhu. Zhao Meng looked at Feng Linzhu firmly.

Zhao Meng: “It’s not over yet”

At this moment, these words struck Feng Linzhu's heart like a sharp sword. He couldn't imagine that this was something a warrior in the early stage could do. The energy gathered on this giant fan was more than twice that of Zhao Meng. At the same time, the people behind Feng Linzhu were also looking at this scene in surprise. They knew very well how powerful this move was. Unexpectedly, a child of the same generation who was even younger than Feng Linzhu could confront and block this move head-on. Is he still an ordinary human being?

Feng Linzhu: "This, this, this is impossible, this is impossible"

Zhao Meng didn't care about all this. He carried the mountain and slowly walked out of the pit. Then an even more bizarre scene appeared. The giant fan on Zhao Meng's body began to shrink slowly, and finally returned to its original shape. The energy on it inexplicably disappeared. Feng Linzhu was even more shocked. This was a move that he used nearly 80% of his strength. Even a master in the early Tongtian realm would be injured if he resisted this move, not to mention that Zhao Meng was still an insignificant opponent who was not even in the early stage of warrior. Feng Linzhu could not accept this result for a while, but Zhao Meng did not care. Although he did not quite understand what happened, since the move had been resolved by him and he was still alive, the battle was not over yet. He could not stop attacking, let alone give the enemy a chance to breathe. Zhao Meng attacked again. Obviously, Feng Linzhu was still shocked that Zhao Meng had just taken his move, and his energy consumption was too great. So facing Zhao Meng's attack again, he was defeated. Zhao Meng seized the opportunity and punched Feng Linzhu heavily. Feng Linzhu's condition at this time looked very bad, and his eyes became extremely confused and puzzled!

And Zhao Meng's punch can be said to have directly knocked out Feng Linzhu's last bit of pride. Feng Linzhu half-knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He looked at this man, whom he previously thought was just an ant who knew nothing and relied on the two Tongtian realm powerhouses, but now not only could he be on par with him in close combat, but he also caught the killing move that he had practiced hard for the past year. Suddenly, an idea appeared in Feng Linzhu's mind.

Zhao Meng looked at Feng Linzhu's situation. He knew very well that his own situation was not much better. Resisting Feng Linzhu's move also consumed a lot of his energy. The reason why he could still stand was that he had no other choice. He did not have as many people behind him as Feng Linzhu. Feng Linzhu also stood up with difficulty. Zhao Meng attacked again. Feng Linzhu was a little confused. Why could he always be so powerful? This was impossible. His energy was obviously more than his. But now he was in a state of exhaustion. There must be something strange in it.

Zhao Meng: "Distraction can cost you your life, Master Feng"

"you dare"

When Zhao Meng's attack was about to hit Feng Linzhu's face, a very deep voice suddenly came from somewhere. The moment the voice came out, Zhao Meng was instantly bounced back by a domineering energy. Zhao Meng was very familiar with this breath. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a person standing there. This person was none other than Feng Xiaotian, the culprit who had seriously injured him several times. Zhao Meng looked at this old thief

Feng Xiaotian: "I let you escape last time, but you won't be so lucky this time."

Feng Linzhu: "Uncle Feng, don't let him go, there's something strange about him"

Zhao Meng: "As expected, trash is trash, it only depends on others"

When Zhao Meng heard what the other party said, he knew that he was still too soft-hearted, and the other party seemed to have seen something!

Feng Linzhu: "What? Do you regret not taking action earlier? Hahaha, it's too late."

Zhao Meng: "Oh? Really?"

Zhao Meng also looked at Feng Linzhu standing behind Feng Xiaotian with cold eyes.

Feng Xiaotian: "I want to see how many secrets you have that I don't know about."

After saying that, Feng Xiaotian grabbed him directly. Looking at the opponent's attack, Zhao Meng's mind flashed the scene of being almost killed by a palm last time. This time, Zhao Meng did not dare to be careless at all. He put the gourd directly beside him. All the nerves in his body were instantly tense. Feng Xiaotian was so fast that he disappeared on the spot. Zhao Meng retreated without hesitation, and then he felt a wave of energy coming from behind him. Zhao Meng had no time to think and directly blocked it with the gourd. Immediately, he heard a muffled sound. Zhao Meng took advantage of this to quickly distance himself. Feng Xiaotian made a puzzled sound and attacked again. Zhao Meng still found it a bit difficult to face this kind of real mid-stage Tongtian realm attack. Although he barely took it, Zhao Meng understood that these were just Feng Xiaotian's tests.

Zhao Meng's training this year was extremely hard. In addition to helping Uncle Chen with some chores in the store, the rest of his time was spent in high-intensity training by Uncle Chen and Senior Jin. It could even be said that the intensity of the training had exceeded that. Zhao Meng made Uncle Chen and Senior Jin treat him as an enemy, so getting injured was commonplace for Zhao Meng. Therefore, the reason behind Zhao Meng's ability to withstand Feng Xiaotian's moves was more due to his uninterrupted practice day and night.

Feng Xiaotian didn't care about all this. He was becoming more and more interested in this young man. He managed to escape from his hands several times, but he didn't reduce the intensity of his attacks at all. Facing the opponent's continuous high-pressure attacks, Zhao Meng directly threw the little guy on his body when Feng Xiaotian approached him again. The little guy was also very powerful. It locked onto Feng Xiaotian in an instant, and then disappeared from his body in an instant. Then Feng Xiaotian's palm, which had been hit, suddenly changed direction, and then jumped away in an instant to look at Zhao Meng. At that time, Uncle Chen said that this little guy was not simple and did have an unexpected effect.

Feng Xiaotian: "What is it?"