Although Ren Zhan had made up his mind, he did not move an inch. He just stared coldly at Ding Meng.
In fact, he had overestimated Ding Meng. There was already a shallow pit under Ding Meng's feet, which was clearly caused by Ren Zhan's strength. Even Ding Meng was shocked by the pressure generated by Ren Zhan's palm. He had to use all five of his Origin Points to push Ren Zhan back.
In Ding Meng's opinion, this mercenary's strength was secondary. Ren Zhan gave him the impression of being "steady". When one reached the level of a warrior, the most difficult thing to achieve was stability. Stability, stability, and stability in attack and defense were the most difficult things to deal with.
Ding Meng's premonition was not wrong. Ten seconds later, Ren Zhan attacked again. This time, he did not attack with all his strength. Instead, his footwork and posture were strange. Upon closer inspection, he was actually using Dai Yi's "Seven Star Punch". His fist, palm, elbow, knee, leg, and shoulder all attacked at the same time, forcing Ding Meng to retreat again and again.
It was the same martial art, but in Dai Yi's opinion, Ren Zhan's performance was obviously more perfect. With every move and style, Ren Zhan's fists and palms carried a faint flow of hot energy. This flow of energy seemed to have a repulsive force, which forced Ding Meng to be unable to fight back.
This could not go on!
Ding Meng retreated into the hall on the first floor, while secretly operating the sixth Origin Point.
At this moment, both of them had basically activated their Origin Ability. The entire villa was filled with an astonishing "heat", which made one's vision a little blurry.
In the midst of his blurry vision, Ren Zhan suddenly discovered that Ding Meng's aura had increased dramatically. When he raised his head again, Ding Meng's fist was like an alloy drill that was whistling toward him.
Ren Zhan also seemed to know that this punch was not to be taken lightly, so he did not dare to take it head-on. Instead of advancing, he retreated. As soon as his palms touched Ding Meng's fist, his whole body slid backward. His purpose was obvious. He wanted to use the momentum of his retreat to reduce Ding Meng's explosive strength.
But even though he was sliding, the heels of his boots were still cracking the flagstones in the yard, leaving a scratch that was more than ten meters long.
With another muffled sound, Ding Meng's penetrating force hit Ren Zhan. Ren Zhan's palms were shaken off, and his whole body flew upside down.
However, his body borrowed the force of the attack in the air and landed back on the ground after two somersaults.
"Uncle Ren!" Yan Jie ran over, her face full of surprise.
Other than the commander, Ren Zhan was one of the top fighters in the Sky Wolf Army. Yet, he was unable to harm Ding Meng in the slightest. Instead, a large part of his uniform had been shattered.
"I'm fine!" Ren Zhan stretched out his hand to stop Yan Jie, his expression even more serious.
Actually, Yan Jie did not notice that Ren Zhan's left hand was hidden behind his thigh. His palm was trembling slightly. It was obvious that he had been injured by Ding Meng's strength.
But at this moment, Little Rascal suddenly said, "Not good, there are large amounts of Origin Energy and technological energy fluctuations all around us. They're converging on this place from all directions."
Ding Meng immediately understood. No wonder Ren Zhan had used a martial technique like the Seven Star Fist. His goal was to stall for time and wait for the mercenary army to arrive.
Ding Meng had always adhered to his own philosophy: no matter how strong he was, he would never face the enemy's army head on. There were far too many examples of ants biting an Elephant to death. Those were all bloody lessons. Right now, he had to think of a way to get out of this danger zone first.
With a clang, a powerful beam of light flew out from Ding Meng's waist.
At first glance, the dark golden sword seemed to be shooting straight at them like a meteor, but it twisted halfway through, just like a venomous snake attacking in a strange manner.
Ren Zhan also knew that Ding Meng's most powerful weapon was the sword at his waist. In that instant, he pushed his Origin Energy to its limits. A fiery red force field appeared between his palms, a bit like a pool of magma.
Dai Yi couldn't help but be moved. "Holy Flame Formation?"
This was one of the Federation's classic martial techniques. To put it bluntly, it was a true external release of Origin Energy. Its effectiveness depended on the strength of the Origin Energy user. A powerful Flame Formation could even melt a mecha, let alone a sword.
However, at Ren Zhan's level, Dai Yi also knew that it couldn't be melted. Ren Zhan wanted to use the corresponding heat energy to slow down the sword's speed. This was the same principle as the ice-type Dark Ice Force.
However, Ren Zhan still underestimated Ding Meng's combat experience. This venomous snake-like sword was just about to pierce through when it suddenly changed direction. The entire sword whooshed in a circle, forming a bright white disk. This disk was completely a cross-section, and its surface area was even larger than Ren Zhan's Flame Formation. How could Ren Zhan block it?
Ren Zhan was quite perceptive. Retreating now was definitely not an option. He didn't know what kind of strange technique Ding Meng was using, but the sword didn't need to be held in his hand. It just flew through the air. If Ren Zhan dared to retreat, this sword would chase him to the ends of the earth.
Ren Zhan withdrew the Flame Array and steeled his heart. Similarly, he gathered all his strength and punched towards the center of the disc. He was also taking a huge risk in this gamble. No matter how powerful this sword was, the hilt couldn't hurt people, right?
Therefore, he aimed his fist at the center of the disk. If he hit the hilt, the one who would die would be Ding Meng. If he missed, then his arm would die here.
"Ding!" There was a soft sound.
The sword light that filled the sky disappeared as expected. The long sword stopped spinning and floated up into the air.
"Here you go!" Ren Zhan punched again. The long sword immediately changed direction and flew towards Ding Meng like an arrow.
Whether it was the strength, speed, or direction of the second punch, Ren Zhan grasped them all very well. The problem was that when the sword flew towards the door of the first floor, Ding Meng was already gone. The long sword sank into the wall with a "clang" sound.
Ren Zhan's heart suddenly sank. He finally knew what Ding Meng was planning.
The person Ding Meng wanted to deal with was not him, but Yan Jie, who was not far away.
He had no time to care about anything else when he was dealing with the long sword. Therefore, Ding Meng took advantage of this gap and flashed in front of Yan Jie.
Ren Zhan saw that a twisted and strange knife had hooked Yan Jie's chin from the front. The tip of the knife had already pierced into Yan Jie's jaw. Blood was dripping onto the stone floor …
However, the knife had not completely sunk into Yan Jie's jaw. Yan Jie had no choice but to stand on her tiptoes and raise her head in horror. She looked at Ding Meng nervously. She did not dare to speak. If Ding Meng used a little force, her jaw would be cut open.
"Stop!" Ren Zhan's eyes were spitting fire.
His reaction was also quite shocking. When he said this, he had already flashed behind Dai Yi and pressed his iron palm on Dai Yi's shoulder.
"If you dare to touch her, Miss Dai will suffer the same fate," Ren Zhan shouted sternly.
"You want to sneak up on me?"
Ding Meng waved his left hand, and the long sword that was embedded in the wall returned to his waist. Then, with a light kick, Yan Jie's pistol also returned to his hand. "This gift is not bad. I'll accept it."
"Ding Meng, let go of Yan Jie!
I'll count to three! "
Ren Zhan's palm had already begun to exert force. "If anything happens to Miss Dai, this debt will be on you. You forced me to do this."
At this time, a large group of fully armed mercenaries rushed in through the gate. Most of the soldiers aimed their guns at Ding Meng. The auras of a few Origin Ability users and soldiers had already spread out. All of their fighting intent was directed at Ding Meng.
Xiao Ai began to speak. "The enemy's Origin Energy Index has exceeded 250,000 points. ACT 5570 suggests that you let go of this woman."
Ren Zhan stared fixedly at Ding Meng. "3, 2, 1. I'll give you one last chance. Will you let go?"
Little Rascal sighed. She understood Ding Meng. The word "coward" did not exist in Ding Meng's dictionary. Although he might have to temporarily endure under special circumstances, if you wanted to threaten him, you would be lying to yourself. Thinking back to how many ruthless people had tried to threaten Ding Meng in the past, it had all been useless: Sadler, Salazar, Leopard, Machine Gun, Julie ….
There was no exception to these people's fates: they had all died at Ding Meng's hands.
Ren Zhan gritted his teeth. His palm suddenly exerted force, and Dai Yi bent over in pain. Her shoulder made a slight cracking sound. Her shoulder blade had probably been shattered.
However, Dai Yi gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.
Seeing that Ren Zhan really dared to be so ruthless, Ding Meng was immediately enraged. Mercenaries like you are ruthless enough, but can you be more ruthless than people like us who used to be coolies?
With the same "click", the claw blade was hooked upwards. Yan Jie was in so much pain that tears flowed out of her eyes. She didn't dare to make a sound, but she still had to walk forward on her tiptoes.
This was because Ding Meng was retreating. If Ding Meng wanted to walk, she had to match his pace. Otherwise, the claw blade would really break her chin in half. This feeling was really unbearable.
"If you have the guts, why don't you try again?" Ding Meng asked coldly.
Fine, I'll try!
Ren Zhan really wanted to shout, but when he saw Ding Meng's vicious stance, he could not bring himself to shout. Boss Yan usually treasured this girl very much. If she really died because of Ren Zhan, he was not sure if Ding Meng would be fine, but he would probably die too.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Dai Yi actually endured the pain and struggled to raise her head. "Ding Meng, go!
I'm fine!
Take this opportunity to leave quickly! "
She did not have any expression of pain or determination. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled up as usual. She tried hard to blink her right eye and gave Ding Meng a look.
Ding Meng immediately understood what she meant. Ren Zhan was not Huang Long. He would not dare to take Dai Yi's life.
Although Dai Yi usually had a proud and arrogant appearance, he was not sloppy at the critical moment. Instead, he was quite resolute and courageous. At the very least, he could still grit his teeth and endure in the situation where his shoulder bone was shattered. It was obvious that he did not want to distract Ding Meng.
Compared to Yan Jie's crying appearance, Dai Yi was much stronger. If she, Dai Yi, was also like Yan Jie now, Ren Zhan would probably dare to speak tough words.
Little Rascal could not help but say, "Oh, this girl is quite nice to you. Ding Meng, don't let her down."
Xiao Ai did not object, which was rare. "I agree!"
Ding Meng nodded and glanced at Dai Yi. "When the time comes, we'll leave together!"
He had said the same thing countless times, and every time, he would be the only one left. But since he had said it, Ding Meng had no choice but to act. He held Yan Jie and coldly scanned the mercenaries around them. "Put down your weapons. I'll only count to three. 3, 2, 1 …"
When he counted to one, Ren Zhan sighed helplessly. "Put down your guns and let him out."