Upon hearing Ding Meng's reply, Zheng Fangying shook his head helplessly. His expression was one of pity. "Sigh, why do you have to do this? You're a member of the Federation after all. You're young and promising …"
Don't be fooled by his usual amiable and smiling demeanor. In fact, he was very sinister. Before he could finish his sentence, his entire body floated over without any warning and suddenly struck out with his palm.
"Bang —"
Ding Meng actually extended both his palms to block the attack. The air instantly exploded.
Ji Chenxue looked shocked. Even Ding Meng's body froze from the impact.
"Haha!" Zheng Fangying smiled again. "It's a pity that you're so young!"
Ding Meng opened his mouth and spat out a small puff of black smoke. He could not help but sigh. "I've really underestimated you. It seems like you're quite capable of becoming the acting president."
Actually, he was also a little surprised. He had never heard of Zheng Fangying before. However, judging by his attack, he was at least a beginner martial artist. It seemed like the new president had also come into contact with the Demons during the three years he had been away.
Since he had become a martial artist of the Demons, it was only a matter of time before he fell into the arms of Wen Yang.
Ding Meng stretched out his hand with a serious expression. "Chenxue, step back!"
Ji Chenxue immediately nodded. She knew that there would be a fierce battle here.
Zheng Fangying was also gesturing. "Guan Zong, please step back as well. This kid is a tough nut to crack …"
This time, before he could finish his sentence, Zheng Fangying's figure blurred slightly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Ding Meng. This time, both his speed and strength had increased significantly.
Ding Meng had taken the attack head-on because he was worried about Ji Chenxue's safety. However, this time, he was prepared. He quickly channeled his five origin points and raised his hand to attack.
Zheng Fangying's palm was in front and his body was behind. The wind from his palm even pushed out three square black curtains. It was a typical Demons' Cape. The purpose was to imprison Ding Meng.
This move was indeed effective against martial artists of the Divine Light. However, Ding Meng's palm flashed with a strong light. His hand blade did not miss.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." With three rapid sounds, the three Demons' Capes were immediately reduced to smoke. The hand blade was like a white light penetrating the black fog. It struck Zheng Fangying's face like a thunderbolt..
Zheng Fangying was shocked when this masculine aura approached. He did not expect Ding Meng to be unafraid of the Demons' Cape. Shocked, he put his palms together and pressed them together. The hand blade was firmly caught by his palms.
Unexpectedly, Ding Meng moved sideways. Although the hand blade was caught, it turned into an elbow. With a loud bang, it hit Zheng Fangying's cheekbone.
"Boom, boom, boom." Zheng Fangying was hit by this elbow and rolled on the ground. Countless steel plates were blown away. Even the underground metal layer lit up with a white light.
This overwhelming force made Zheng Fangying unable to get up in time. He was really surprised. The database evaluated Ding Meng's strength as a martial artist. However, these two attacks were not only at the level of a martial artist.
"Elder Yan!" Zheng Fangying turned his head and looked to the side.
Yan He nodded with a serious face. He was an expert. Naturally, he could see that Ding Meng was stronger than three years ago. He slowly took two steps forward and grabbed the air. A long black saber appeared in his hands.
This saber was similar in shape to Ling Xingqi's Divine Light Saber, but it was much smaller. Yan He looked at it carefully. It was as if he was admiring a flawless piece of art. His eyes were cold and satisfied.
Ding Meng also looked at the saber. His opponent had not used any strength yet, but the saber was already emitting an extremely strange aura. It was as if there were countless ghosts attached to it. If one stared at it for too long, they would see illusions. Ding Meng felt as if he was looking at a scene from hell.
Suddenly, Yan He casually swung the saber. This saber was really ordinary. However, the steel plates on the floor were lifted up as if they had been enchanted. Then, they were torn into dust. An invisible, extremely sharp force burst forth.
Ding Meng had already switched his vision to that of the Devouring Realm Ghost. He could see that this energy flow was like a gust of wind or a curtain of rain. It was coming straight at him. Everything in its path was torn into pieces.
This was exactly the same as the situation on the Golden Elephant Battleship. Those people on the battleship must have been killed by this saber. This saber was not something that could be blocked by ordinary martial arts.
Ding Meng opened his palm and raised it. An egg-sized Divine Light Singularity was summoned. He slapped the Singularity with his other hand. The Singularity immediately exploded with powerful energy.
The Divine Light Essence formed countless white sword shadows. Like a school of fish in a river, they quickly swam toward the saber wind. For a moment, white light flashed wildly in the hall.
All the sword shadows automatically disappeared when they collided with the saber wind. However, the saber wind was also dissipating. Waves of black mist rose and slowly dissipated. The curtain of rain formed by the saber wind was not only weakening but also retreating.
Yan He's expression darkened slightly. This kid really had some skills. He then casually swung his saber three more times. The curtain of saber wind, which was originally at a disadvantage, immediately expanded. It actually stacked into three layers, pushing the sword shadows toward Ding Meng.
Hmm?
The corners of Ding Meng's eyes twitched. This old man Yan was probably an intermediate martial arts fighter.
Ding Meng thought to himself, "Well then, as the director of the Norse Empire's parliament, let the empire's martial arts shine forever. Teacher Zhao's student, I will fulfill your long-cherished wish today!"
Circles of strong light once again erupted from Ding Meng's palm. It completely formed a halo. The torrent pushed out by the Singularity instantly expanded several times. Now, it had completely turned into a pillar of light. The sword shadows in the pillar were even more intense and dense. It was no longer a school of fish swimming in the river. Instead, it was a river formed by a waterfall falling from the sky.
The sword shadows in the river seemed to have disappeared. It was as if they had turned into a gust of wind. However, it gave people the illusion that it was a golden dragon roaming the four seas.
This was the Sword of Zhao's Lone Sword. Ding Meng had now completely comprehended and broken through. The sword flew through the air, and the shape followed the sword. The tip of the sword was like an alligator, soaring into the sky. Its strength was like a dragon, and its shape was like the wind.
He had already mastered this move. He did not need a sword to use it.
"Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! "
The three layers of saber curtains were repelled again. Not only did the floor of the hall explode violently, but the air also distorted and collapsed. In the end, the walls were deformed by the explosion. The entire hall was distorted.
Yan He's pupils suddenly shrank. He really didn't dare to underestimate Ding Meng, but he found that he still underestimated the other party. At this critical moment, everyone didn't dare to test the other party's strength, nor did they dare to hold back. Every move they made was a big move, but they didn't expect Ding Meng to be able to counterattack.
Seeing that the "waterfall" was about to rush in front of him, Yan He twisted his wrist. The saber spun rapidly, forming a black disk in front of him. As soon as the sword rain poured down, it splashed in all directions. The entire hall was split into two. In the middle was a black ravine about ten meters wide.
Seeing this deep ravine, Zheng Fangying could not believe his eyes. "Is Ding Meng this powerful?"
Yan He also took a deep breath. "After so many years, there's finally someone worthy of my full strength."
Ding Meng smiled and said, "You're not good enough!"
Yan He was not angry. He raised his saber with both hands and swung it a few times on the spot. Suddenly, he slashed the ground with his saber.
With a loud bang, all the light in the hall was extinguished. In an instant, the hall was plunged into endless darkness. In the darkness, countless human-shaped mirror images scattered like flowers.
Ding Meng finally understood why he had such a strange feeling when he saw his opponent's saber. It was as if there were countless vengeful spirits attached to the saber. Now that these vengeful spirits had really manifested, it was as if they had been activated by Mana. They left the saber and turned into mirror images that filled the entire hall.
These human-shaped mirror images were wearing all kinds of armor and wielding sabers, swords, axes, and halberds. They were like ancient warriors that surrounded them from all directions. If Yan He could only create one ancient warrior back then, then Yan He could create at least thirty ancient warriors with a single swing of his saber. This Yan He was more than ten times stronger than Guan Wuming.
This was no longer a group of warriors, but an army from hell. Even Ji Chenxue, who was a distance away, could not keep her eyes open. The sharp aura of the Demonic Clan caused her to feel a stinging pain on her face even though she was so far away. What kind of pain would it be like to be in the middle of it?
At the sight of this magnificent scene, Ding Meng immediately activated the first eight origin points in his body. He put his palms together, mustered all his strength, and pushed them forward. A stream of invisible energy immediately shot out from his palms.
This energy was similar to Yan He's casual swing of his saber. A transparent water curtain immediately filled the entire hall. It was more like an invisible wall that was pressing down on the army from hell.
This was the Overlord's Mountain Crushing Force. When this martial technique was cultivated to this level, it was not inferior to the large plasma energy shield on the starship.
"Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
Chi! "
When the human-shaped warriors came into contact with the water curtain, they were like sand soldiers crashing into an iron wall. They were all crushed into powder and disappeared into smoke. The number of warriors crashing into the water curtain increased, and the water curtain turned into a black curtain of smoke. However, the black curtain did not stop there. Instead, it slowly pushed forward.
Zheng Fangying's pupils contracted. This was an all-around attack with no blind spots. You'd better not even think about dodging.
Yan He's pupils also contracted. His strongest attack was simply 'sending' himself to death in front of Ding Meng. That's right, it was sending himself to his death.
"Let's go!" Yan He shouted in a low voice.
However, when he and Zheng Fangying turned around, they were dumbfounded. In the distance, Guan Xinqing had already turned into a pile of white bones. The same water curtain had appeared behind them at some point in time. The two waves of energy were converging toward the center. Ding Meng was deliberately squeezing them to death.
"You've gone too far!"
Yan He roared. It sounded like a roar, but only he knew that his fear far exceeded his anger.
Ding Meng's two energy walls were beyond the scope of the Overlord's Mountain Crumbling Energy. They were a combination of Divine Light Essence, Solid Source Energy, and Astral Wind, combined with high-level psychic power. Yan He and Zheng Fangying had never seen something like this before. They could not even imagine it.
As the two walls quickly closed in, Yan He, Zheng, and Fang Ying even lit up their shields, but the two shields were instantly crushed like soap bubbles. No matter how beautiful the colorful soap bubbles looked, in the face of absolute force, they were illusory and could not withstand a single blow, shattering even faster as they came.
"Ah no —"
Yan He and Zheng Fangying screamed at the same time. Their screams were cut off halfway. The two large walls had completely closed. The director of the Norse Empire's parliament and the acting president of the Holy Grail Federation were squeezed into human-shaped flames. The flames quickly extinguished, and the two of them disappeared completely.