As the black-clothed man was sent flying, he did some calculations. His face had suffered a heavy blow, several of his ribs had been broken, his shoulder had been heavily injured, and his left arm was completely unable to exert any strength...
However, these were all secondary. The key was that when the other party had unleashed the Origin Energy storm, the scorching hot and powerful Origin Energy had completely suppressed the circulation of Origin Energy in his body, making it difficult for him to even breathe. He felt as if he was being roasted under the scorching sun of the desert.
This Ding Meng had actually become this strong in just a few short months?
He simply couldn't believe it.
However, now was not the time for regret. Before the black-clothed man could even land on the ground, Ding Meng's figure had already arrived like a ghost. Once again, he swung his hand blade backwards, aiming for the man's temple.
This time, there was no way for him to block. The black-clothed man had no doubt that if he were to take all of this, even if he didn't die, he would still lose consciousness. He gritted his teeth and disappeared with a whoosh.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The sound of clothes fluttering in the wind could be heard. A large number of black-clothed mirror images appeared on the riverbank, surrounding Ding Meng on the riverbank.
"It's Afterimage again," Little Rascal reminded Ding Meng. "This guy actually refined so many clones."
Ding Meng stood in place and calmed down. He had also seen that the black-clothed man actually had as many as ten clones. Compared to Little Red, not only were there twice as many clones, but the speed of these clones was also unimaginably fast. They formed a line between each other. Not only could he not see them clearly, he couldn't even see them clearly. The more he looked at them, the more his vision blurred, and he felt a sense of dizziness.
Just now, the Golden Force Field of the Diamond Astral Technique had broken through the layer of ice and exploded. Now, it had formed a demonic mass of black chaos, trapping him in the middle once more.
The difference in strength between an Origin Energy Warrior and an Origin Energy Cultivator was like heaven and earth. If Little Red were here, she would probably be killed by this mass of chaos. However, Ding Meng was obviously not Little Red. The black-clothed man was also clear that just relying on the force field would not be able to do anything to him. The explosive energy that Ding Meng had just displayed had already far surpassed the standard of an ordinary Origin Energy Cultivator. Or rather, it was no longer within the scope of an Origin Energy Cultivator. This was clearly at the level of a Warrior, and it even vaguely surpassed that of a Beginner Warrior.
This time, Ding Meng naturally could not use the same method he had used on Little Red. He also knew that the black-clothed man was not an ordinary person. He would not be able to face him head-on. The Origin Energy Warrior definitely had his own trump card. What he needed to do was to wait patiently.
It was still the same logic. Although "Afterimage" looked scary, it consumed a lot of Stamina. It was not a bad idea to think of someone who moved at light speed as an assassin. No matter how shocking or dazzling you were, the only thing that could produce results was the final fatal blow. If an assassin could not kill someone, then it was useless.
Sure enough, the black-clothed man's "Afterimage" did not last long. He finally could not help but make the first move.
At this moment, ten identical mirror images surrounded him from all directions at the same time. It was as if ten wrist blades were converging toward the center at the same time. No one could tell which was the real one and which was the fake one, nor could anyone avoid such an attack.
Ding Meng did not dodge. He still stood where he was, but the fifth origin in his body had already begun to operate. The exquisite diamond mirror image appeared again and enveloped him.
"Ding ding ding ding" There was a series of rapid sounds. These sounds were like pearls and jade falling onto a plate. They were extremely dense.
However, all the wrist blades were repelled as soon as they collided with the diamond mirror. The mirror images that were repelled slowly blurred, faded, and finally disappeared.
However, as soon as they disappeared, there was another series of "swish swish swish" sounds. This time, the twelve mirror images appeared again and continued to attack.
The diamond mirror image suddenly spun rapidly. This time, the wrist blades did not even need to be repelled. Before they could even touch the mirror, they were forced back, blurred, and disappeared by the powerful force field.
The black-clothed man was probably going all out. He pushed the new round of "Afterimage" to the limit and actually created sixteen mirror images. Four of the fake ones even descended from the sky. His intention was obvious. He wanted to find a flaw or gap in the "Diamond Star Technique".
Unfortunately, he did not have the opportunity to do so. The diamond mirror image spun even faster, like a golden spinning top on the riverbank. There was no flaw to speak of. These fake bodies could not even get close to the real body before they were catalyzed and disappeared.
Ding Meng suddenly said, "You're wasting your energy like this. Don't you think you're very childish?"
This was another risky move. This was also his usual strategy in battle. He gambled on the fact that his opponent would be impatient after failing to take him down. He would definitely fly into a rage after hearing this.
"A laborer actually dares to boast like this."
The black-clothed man was indeed furious. I'm an origin force warrior of the Surprise Attack Mercenary Group. How can I not defeat a lowly laborer like you?
Where will I put my face when I return?
At this moment, his figure appeared right above Ding Meng's head. His wrist blade and his body almost merged into one. He descended like a bolt of lightning. This was already his maximum speed. This strike would kill either Ding Meng or Ding Meng. He didn't believe that Ding Meng could dodge it, let alone block it.
His choice of location was undoubtedly the most correct, because the diamond mirror image was a triangular object. No matter how it spun, the top was always a single point. If he charged in from there, it was indeed possible that he could cut Ding Meng's head in two.
However, he should not have responded to Ding Meng's taunt. As soon as he spoke, Ding Meng locked onto his position. When his sharp blade came down, Ding Meng suddenly raised his head and looked directly at him. The two men's faces were less than a meter apart. They could even see each other's expressions clearly.
Ding Meng's expression was still calm, but the black-clothed man's pupils contracted. It was as if there was an invisible barrier between him and Ding Meng. His wrist blades were almost hanging on the tip of Ding Meng's forehead, unable to go even half an inch further.
This was obviously not caused by the "diamond barrier" just now, because he could not feel his opponent's heat Origin Energy. However, this barrier was still there. He could not stab down, nor could he retreat. His whole body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force.
At this moment, a dark golden light rose in front of his eyes. Then, he felt as if a scalding venomous snake had drilled into his wrist. He could not feel any pain, but he could feel that this venomous snake had drained the strength from his entire arm.
Before he could react, he felt the world around him spin, and he fell to the ground. It was only then that he saw the dark golden blade hidden between Ding Meng's fingers.
He had also repeatedly studied his opponent's T-shaped claws, and he had always been on guard against this most hidden killing move of his opponent. However, this blade would always strike at the most unexpected moment, from the most difficult position to defend against, and strike at the most vital part of his body.
"Ka ka ka, tch — —"
"Ka Ka Ka" The sound was very stiff. It was the sound of the blade cutting through bones. The claw blade started from his wrist, along the way it cut through his hand tendons, cut open his tendons, and shattered his shoulder blade. Finally, it cleanly cut open his throat, revealing his esophagus and trachea.
How Sadler died, he died in the same way.
The blade was instantly dyed red by the enemy's blood. Ding Meng stared at the corpse on the ground. The black-clothed man's eyes bulged out, and his expression was one of shock and fear. Before he died, he seemed to ask, "Aren't you a low-level laborer?
How did you become so powerful? "
Ding Meng stared at him silently. His calm expression seemed to be answering him, "Even low-level people like us, whom you look down on, can still take the lives of high-class people like you."
There was another "pu" sound.
Ding Meng flipped his hand again, and the black-clothed man's head was cut off.
This was not because he was ruthless. After all, Origin Energy Warriors were not ordinary people. In order to prevent more complications, the best way was to cut off the other party's head and throw it into the river. If nothing unexpected happened, you could forget about resurrecting.
It was not until the black-clothed man was completely killed that Ding Meng's body relaxed. Only then did he feel a wave of tiredness.
Why had the black-clothed man's blade not been able to stab down from the sky just now? That was because he had used his telekinesis to control the other party. This consumption was undoubtedly enormous. No wonder Little Rascal had warned him before that not only did he need to cultivate properly, he also needed to use it carefully.
The night was still sinister. After an unknown amount of time, Ding Meng finally turned around. He opened his telekinesis vision again and swept his gaze around. He walked in front of a mound of dirt and reached out to pull out Xiao Qiu, who was buried underneath.
Xiao Qiu was still in shock, but when she saw the headless corpse on the ground, she couldn't help but vomit.
"Have you vomited enough?" Ding Meng looked at her.
Xiao Qiu gasped for breath and said, "You … … you killed that guy?"
There was obvious disbelief in her voice. Ding Meng said indifferently, "If you've vomited enough, then bury what you vomited. Bury these corpses too."
Xiao Qiu immediately understood what he meant. He was trying his best not to leave any traces. Whether it was the black-clothed man or Lei Bao, these corpses would be found sooner or later. What happened here would be exposed sooner or later. When that happened, trouble would follow.
No matter what kind of trouble it was, their peaceful days here were over.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qiu couldn't help but admire Ding Meng. Ding Meng was obviously someone who had experienced life and death. He had learned to be cautious and meticulous from all kinds of lessons.
Ding Meng suddenly turned on the wristwatch on his wrist. This wristwatch was exclusive to the Liszt Academy. The signal coverage was limited to the Autumn Lake area, so the effect was not as good as the TT12-star universal wristwatch.
Seeing that the signal was not connected, Xiao Qiu asked worriedly, "You're not calling the police, are you?"
Ding Meng said, "I hope the police will come later."
During the time he had spent on TT12-star, he had learned a lot of common sense. If Lei Bao was lost for more than three days, someone would definitely ask about it. At that time, the Public Security Department and the Civil Protection Team would be alerted. If they couldn't find him, they would contact the International Space Station and use satellites to accurately locate the wristwatch. By the time they picked up the corpses and suspected him, it would take no more than five days.
At this time, the signal was connected and the hologram popped up. Qu Xiaoqing's beautiful face appeared on the screen. She looked surprised. "Ding Meng, I'm glad you contacted me. Where are you? Why is it so dark?"
Ding Meng was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point. "Miss Qu, I've decided. I'm willing to participate in your mission. When will the mission start?"
"Great."
Qu Xiaoqing smiled. "I was just about to contact you. I'll be leaving in a few days. Since you've decided to come, let's meet in Verdant Tarn Town."
Ding Meng didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and turned off the wristwatch.