As a general-purpose psychokinesis fluxer, Ling Jian naturally had good foresight. From the probing just now, he could see that Ding Meng's psychokinesis cultivation far surpassed his own.
The Greentree Race had always respected two types of people. The first type was the strong. The strong had strength and could protect the peace of an area. The other type was the wise. The wise had foresight and could look far ahead and plan for the future.
Ling Jian continued, "But I have to say this first. You have harmed my people, so you must pay the price!"
Ding Meng also didn't explain anything. If you want to ask this guy, you have to first suppress him with force before you have the chance to ask.
The air suddenly became even hotter, and this kind of heat wave caused white steam to rise from the nearby mountains and ponds. This Ling Jian's origin energy wasn't weak.
Ling Jian's eyes were firmly fixed on Ding Meng, determined not to miss any expression on his face.
Ling Jian's origin energy was still increasing. At this time, Su Sheng, Yin Gu, and the others had already begun to retreat. The mountain stream's temperature was astonishing, and even the air had become hot. Only Jun Ling was able to stand in place and watch.
The air began to circulate, slowly raising waves of air. Although the waves of air weren't large, they stirred up the branches and grass on the ground and continuously blew in Ding Meng's direction.
Ding Meng also seemed to be affected by this slight disturbance. The grass floated to the space between his eyebrows, and his eyes unnaturally blinked twice.
Taking advantage of this gap, the long sword at Ling Jian's waist automatically shot out with a "zheng" sound. Halfway through, Ling Jian stretched out his hand to catch it, and with a flip of his hand, he furiously slashed through the air.
"Shua — — —"
Rather than calling it a slash, it was better to call it a flick. The body of the sword seemed to have flung out a fiery red ball of light. This was a standard release of origin energy. The ball of light wasn't aimed at Ding Meng, but rather quickly sank into the ground. The ground also quickly turned red, and with a "boom boom boom" sound, the ground began to explode, raising flames more than ten meters high.
This situation was somewhat similar to a starship's particle laser cannons bombarding the ground. It was impossible to dodge.
In any case, Ding Meng had never seen this kind of martial technique before. He wasn't sure how strong it was, so he didn't dare to recklessly dodge it. Thus, he secretly circulated his Origin Energy and fiercely slapped out with his palm in the face of the exploding flames.
The 'Sacred Sun Tiger Palm' also pushed out a red torrent, but his torrent was much more powerful. In an instant, it drowned the flames that rushed up. However, the remaining force of his palm was stronger, and the torrent crashed into the trunk of a large tree.
The tree was quite old, and even three Ents might not be able to encircle it. When the torrent hit the trunk, it exploded, and the tree broke into two on the spot. The huge trunk slowly collapsed to the ground, and the Ents in the room screamed and crawled out to escape.
The explosion of the torrent splashed out countless fiery red sparks. These sparks were all pure Origin Energy, comparable to the eruption of magma. The temperature was over a thousand degrees, and the branches and leaves instantly turned into nothingness. Not even a trace of smoke came out. Fortunately, the Green Tree Tribe was good at climbing. Otherwise, the Ents would definitely be reduced to ashes if they fell.
At this moment, Ding Meng suddenly felt a chill in his heart. This threat didn't come from Spiritual Sword, but from the pair of 'eyes' that had suddenly opened. The eyes that were staring at him seemed to be filled with anger. Just this anger alone made Ding Meng's hair stand on end.
He was stunned for a moment. A green light rose in front of his eyes, and the tip of Spiritual Sword's sword had already reached his eyebrows. The threatening sword aura almost pierced into Ding Meng's eyes.
This sword fell vertically from the sky. Ding Meng quickly took a step back, and the sword almost pierced through the bridge of his nose.
The sword sank into the ground. Spiritual Sword held the sword hilt with one hand, turned 180 degrees horizontally, and swept a foot toward Ding Meng.
"Pa —"
Ding Meng blocked his attack with his left wrist, but he was still retreating. This was because this guy's martial arts technique was similar to the "Seven-Star Ghost Kick" that Bamboo Pole had used in the Black Gold Base. One kick after another, one move after another, and he didn't give Ding Meng any time to breathe.
The most troublesome thing was that he didn't need to draw his sword. The continuous and shadowless kicks forced Ding Meng to retreat and parry. His hand gently waved, and he used his telekinesis to let the sword leave the ground and fly back to his hand. After forcing Ding Meng to the side of the mountain, he swung his sword diagonally.
His swordsmanship had definitely been taught by a famous master. This move was very ordinary, but he had grasped the best timing for this move.
Many masters would develop the ability to predict in advance when a battle reached its climax. He knew that Ding Meng would be exhausted and knew how to dodge. Therefore, when he swung his sword diagonally, he was sure that Ding Meng wouldn't be able to dodge it.
"Chi —"
A streak of blood spurted out from Ding Meng's shoulder.
He seemed to be quite calm. His feet pushed against the mountain wall, and then he retreated along the mountain wall with a "peng peng peng" sound. His entire body rose more than ten meters as he retreated.
However, Xiao Ai was shocked. She knew that Ding Meng's body had been strengthened by Origin Energy dozens of times. Even if he didn't equip the First Prototype, ordinary weapons wouldn't be able to harm his body. However, Ling Jian was able to do so. From this, it could be seen that this Green Edge Sword was definitely a divine weapon.
Ding Meng ascended along the mountain wall, but Ling Jian wasn't idle either. The climbing ability of the Green Tree Race was far superior to that of humans. Ling Jian's toes lightly tapped against the mountain wall, and he rose five or six meters. Then, he tapped again and continued to ascend, accompanied by a sharp gust of sword wind.
The gust of sword wind couldn't be seen with the naked eye, but one could sense it with their perception. In Ding Meng's perception, his opponent's sword energy was no longer a sword itself. Instead, it had completely transformed into a large tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. The tree trunk, branches, and leaves were all sharp blades, and a single touch would cause blood to flow.
Fighting bare-handed with this guy was truly disadvantageous. Ding Meng decisively waved his hand as he retreated. His belt left his body and transformed into a cross-shaped blade in midair. Catoptric Deflection rapidly rotated to form a disc shape, directly suppressing Ling Jian's attack.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding —"
A series of rapid sounds rang out in the air, and the situation suddenly reversed. Now, it was Ding Meng's turn to suppress Ling Jian. Ling Jian, on the other hand, was falling. The Origin Energy and sword wind from both of them were extremely powerful, causing the broken branches and debris on the ground to fly everywhere. It was as if a storm was blowing in all directions.
The surrounding Treants all hid far away, staring at the empty space by the mountain stream in horror. This was their Green Tree Tribe's most respected prince, one of their most outstanding geniuses. Yet, he was actually being suppressed to the point of suffocation by a mere human.
Ling Jian indeed had a feeling of suffocation. As soon as Ding Meng's sword appeared, he immediately felt an unprecedented pressure. Ding Meng's style was the complete opposite of his. Ling Jian focused on sword techniques, moves, coherence, close-quarters combat, and other such techniques. However, Ding Meng's sword energy didn't follow the usual routine at all. Ding Meng only had one move, and that was to stab. If one stab didn't hit, then he would stab again. Each stab was faster than the last, and the strength behind each stab was also greater than the last.
After the two of them landed on the ground, Ling Jian clearly knew that Ding Meng was going to "stab" him again, but he couldn't think of any good way to block it. He could only block it in a flurry. It was obvious that his attack had been disrupted by Ding Meng's counterattack, and he was retreating toward the arched door.
Ding Meng didn't want to waste time with him. After another stab, he took advantage of Ling Jian's unsteady footing and decisively lowered his head to dash forward. Then, he fiercely pushed his shoulder upward.
"Bang!" A gust of air exploded, and the air was torn apart. The "Overlord's Mountain-Crushing Power" directly sent Ling Jian flying.
Ling Jian was indeed skilled. He twisted in the air and made a few strange postures. Then, he fell. His long sword stabbed into the ground first, supporting his body so that he didn't fall. This movement was a bit like the "Looking Back at the Moon" sword technique.
Even when he slowly straightened his body, he still didn't pull out his sword. With the sword as the center, the ground exploded with a "boom". The location of the explosion was ten meters behind him, and a huge crater appeared.
Xiao Ai said in surprise, "This guy can actually use his sword to divert your strength into the ground and transfer it to another place. What kind of martial skill is this?"
Strangely, Ding Meng didn't follow up with another attack even though he had such a great advantage. Instead, he quietly stood there with the Catoptric Deflection still spinning in his palm.
After Ling Jian stood there for a moment, his body swayed. He opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of blood mist. Just now, he hadn't completely diverted the force. There was still a small part of it inside his body, which directly caused him to be seriously injured.
Only now did he realize the huge gap between himself and Ding Meng. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, his stomach suddenly churned again, and he once again spat out a large amount of blood mist.
"Sir Ling Jian, Sir Ling Jian." Luo Buluo and his two subordinates ran over in alarm.
Ling Jian slightly waved his hand, indicating the three of them to retreat.
Luo Buluo and the others didn't dare to retreat. If Prince Ling Jian was injured in the Thousand Leaves Sect, it was hard to say whether Ding Meng would be fine or not. However, Luo Buluo was definitely finished. It would be strange if the royal family didn't deal with him.
"Your Excellency's strength is superb. Ling Jian admires you!"
Ling Jian was, after all, a prince, so his eyesight was much sharper than the average person's. He knew that he had run into an expert sent by the God War Alliance. It would be very difficult for him to get through this hurdle.
Ding Meng didn't answer, but his expression became even more dignified and complicated.
Ling Jian took a deep breath, barely suppressing the discomfort in his internal organs, and then continued, "Your Excellency, please let go of the people of my Thousand Leaves Sect. They have no grievances with you. I've always been responsible for the matter of the wood. If you have any problems, just come at me."
Ding Meng still didn't answer. He looked as if he had become stupid.
Ling Jian suddenly felt strange. He probed, "You won't kill me?"
It would be difficult for Ding Meng to kill him now. Just a moment ago, when he sent Ling Jian flying, he once again felt the existence of the "eyes". That kind of peeping was close at hand. He had a feeling of extreme danger. As long as he dared to move even a little bit, the "eyes" would probably make their move.
This kind of frightening premonition was unimaginable to others. You clearly knew that there was a potential powerful opponent nearby, but you couldn't find its trace. You didn't even know whether it was a human or a ghost. Therefore, it was best to stay put and not move.
Ding Meng suddenly thought of something and immediately said, "Your God is protecting you!"
"Is it the Tree God?"
Ling Jian was suddenly stunned. Then, he revealed a pious expression and loudly shouted, "The Tree God is supreme, the Tree God is supreme …"
He exclaimed, but Luo Buluo, Su Sheng, Yin Gu, and the surrounding Ents all knelt down and kowtowed.
At this time, Ding Meng suddenly walked over. "Stop fighting, Ding Meng!"