When White Tiger pounced on them, Su Lingyue and Su Lingling could clearly feel the powerful energy coming from him.
First of all, the plating was solid and heavy. Clearly, it belonged to the Body Hardening Series. Second, his steps were complicated, forming a weird S-shape. Third, his hands seemed to be constantly changing. There was an invisible force in front of his palms, which had dented a large part of the steel plates around him. Clearly, he had used many martial arts skills.
The power made it difficult for Su Lingyue and Su Lingling to breathe.
However, in the next second, there was another muffled "bang". Ding Meng didn't move from his original position. His body leaned forward slightly, and the knife in his right hand was raised diagonally backward. His posture was quite elegant.
Su Lingyue and Su Lingyue could not believe their eyes. Once again, White Tiger was lying on the ground. His entire body had sunk into the steel plate. He seemed to have lost consciousness. This god-level fighter of the Blue Light Group, a mighty warrior who had always been awe-inspiring, was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of Ding Meng.
With two strikes from Ding Meng, White Tiger fell to the ground twice. It was like a wooden board hitting a steel plate. White Tiger didn't move at all.
"Trash!" Ding Meng stared at him. "Get up!"
White Tiger's entire body flew backwards. After its body spun in the air, its back foot smashed fiercely towards Ding Meng's head. There was also a pure white Eye of Light on its battle boots. This was definitely an even higher level martial technique.
However, it didn't work. Ding Meng casually reached out and grabbed White Tiger's ankle. Then, Ding Meng kicked White Tiger's crotch.
White Tiger's face turned pale. He curled into a ball and flew for dozens of meters before hitting the crystal plate on the left side of the corridor.
With a "ding" sound, the crystal board shattered into pieces, and the White Tiger fell down along with some of the pieces. He sat on the ground, and looking at his blurry eyes, this time he should have been knocked out.
Su Lingyue and Su Lingling were numb. They pressed their bodies against the wall, afraid that they would be hurt.
Ding Meng turned around and glared at the two of them. "Turn on your wristbands and connect them to the command center."
Su Lingyue and Liang Yi didn't dare to waste any time. They quickly created a real-time communication screen and aimed it at the center of the tunnel. At this moment, the bosses in the command center could see the situation clearly.
Ding Meng had already walked in front of White Tiger. He reached out and grabbed White Tiger's ankle. Then, he swung White Tiger up and smashed him onto the steel plate on the ground. Of course, this was the first time. The second time, he used the same method. He swung White Tiger up and smashed him down again. The scene was a bit like smashing a piece of dead meat.
"You think you're doing them a favor by attacking them? Very well. Now, I'm doing you a favor. Why don't you say thank you?" Ding Meng swung his arm again. White Tiger's face was bruised and swollen. The entire corridor was trembling slightly.
Seeing this scene, Bai Jinlai's lungs were about to explode. Ding Meng had thrown down the White Tiger's men, but the one who had lost face was Bai Jinlai. However, the other people's expressions were grim. Everyone realized that this inconspicuous Ding Meng was actually so powerful that the White Tiger couldn't even fight back.
At the moment, by the control panel, Dong Yu was also sweating. He was also anxious. "Chairmen, the opponent's progress has reached 20%."
Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look. The many small screens on the main control console were originally green, but now many of them were faintly red. Xin Jie was gradually gaining the upper hand.
However, Ding Meng's abuse wouldn't be forgotten so easily. Ding Meng said to Su Lingyue's wrist device, "Send someone decent. To be honest, I feel ashamed for the League of Gods."
Everyone could see that Ding Meng wasn't abusing White Tiger. He was just stalling for time.
Li Qingfeng's face turned pale. "Zhang Meng!"
Behind him, a middle-aged man wearing an interstellar armor answered, "Brother Li!"
Li Qingfeng said, "Kill this Ding Meng!"
Zhang Meng lowered his head at once. "Don't worry. I promise!"
Qing Zhongfeng also said, "Giant Peng!"
A skinny old man with some white hair on his head also stood out. "Leader!"
Qing Zhongfeng said in a low voice, "Go with Brother Meng and help him complete the mission. Also, bring Lu Qing back. She's at your disposal!"
Lin Aoxue's face turned cold when she heard the first sentence. The corner of her mouth twitched but she didn't say anything in the end.
Making such a promise to Ju Peng was undoubtedly asking him to do his best. Ju Peng and Zhang Meng were both vice presidents. If the two of them couldn't defeat Ding Meng, it could only be said that there were only a handful of people on the Conqueror who could defeat Ding Meng.
However, what happened next made everyone's eyes pop out of their sockets. Ding Meng waved his hand and the Catoptric Deflection on his belt turned into a short and sharp dagger.
Ding Meng pressed down on White Tiger's wrist and cut down mercilessly.
White Tiger, who was lying on the ground, let out an earth-shattering howl. He writhed on the ground like a prawn.
There was no other reason. Ding Meng had directly cut off his right pinky finger. Blood flew into the air along with the finger. Ding Meng didn't even raise his head. He waved his hand and a fireball shot out from his palm. With a boom, the fireball directly turned the finger into ashes.
"Bastard!"
Bai Jinlai was furious. This White Tiger was also his nephew, yet it was being cruelly abused. He couldn't help but roar, "Kill Ding Meng for me!"
Ding Meng could hear his roar through the screen. Ding Meng smiled. "You're right to be angry."
As he spoke, he slashed down again and cut off another finger. Blood splattered all over Ding Meng's face. Ding Meng sneered and licked the blood at the corner of his lips. "Tastes pretty good!"
Qing Zhongfeng couldn't hold it in any longer. He suppressed his anger and said, "Ding Meng, don't go too far. Don't you understand this principle?"
Ding Meng sneered. "Did you think of this principle when you killed people and stole their starships?"
He couldn't be bothered with these Alliance higher-ups. His sword flashed again. White Tiger was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound. His body was twitching violently.
It wasn't that he was weak. It was just that Ding Meng had injected a large amount of origin energy into his body, suppressing the origin energy in his body. Of course, White Tiger didn't know what this strange origin energy was because Ding Meng himself had been hit by this move before — the origin body.
Back then, Lan Bing had used this move to suppress him. However, in the past few years of training underground, Ding Meng had also refined his own origin body. If he met someone weaker than him, he would be tortured.
"Crack, crack, crack." Su Lingyue couldn't help but close her eyes. She had killed before, but she had never seen such a cruel method. All ten of the white tiger's fingers were cut off. Blood was gushing out. The white tiger's vital signs were fading.
However, Su Lingyue and Liang Yi didn't dare to move. If Ding Meng wanted to kill them, he could do so with a single breath.
After three years, they didn't know what Ding Meng had gone through in the underground world of Planet Extreme Flame. How did he become so powerful?
"Unfortunately, Captain Kardika and President Dong Yi are tough guys, but you aren't!"
Ding Meng squatted on the ground and looked at White Tiger with a smile. "Since you're not struggling, there's no need for me to keep you alive."
White Tiger didn't have the strength to make a sound. He could only glare at Ding Meng with resentful eyes.
"Stop!" A dignified voice came from the other end of the tunnel. Zhang Meng and the giant roc had arrived as quickly as possible.
Zhang Meng was holding a shiny machete in his hand. The machete was huge, almost as big as he was. There was an inexplicable coldness on the blade. It had to be a sharp weapon.
The giant roc didn't have a weapon, but he was glaring at Ding Meng. It was as if he was about to spit fire. He already knew that the high and mighty goddess had never looked a man in the eye, but now she had taken a liking to this ordinary-looking Ding Meng. Thinking of the goddess's fairy-like body being pressed down by Ding Meng, the giant roc wanted to pound Ding Meng into meat paste.
"Ding Meng, how dare you!" Zhang Meng scolded coldly. "How dare you kill your own people?"
Ding Meng said, "Don't talk nonsense. Come over here and die!"
The giant roc gritted his teeth and said, "Little thing, if you dare to touch Lu Qing, I'll grind you into ashes today."
Well, this was another one who was deeply in love with Lu Qing. He was already so old, but he still had a heart full of love. Ding Meng couldn't help but laugh. "Touch her?
How could I just touch her?
I've slept with her many times. If you're not convinced, then come over here and die. Don't talk nonsense over there … "
This was his old trick. He mocked him verbally and made him break down mentally.
"Die for me!" The giant roc's old face turned livid. He swayed his body and quickly rushed over.
The person had yet to arrive, but the surrounding air had suddenly turned cold. Even Ding Meng felt a needle-like chill. This person did not have the same strength as the White Tiger. He did not dare to be negligent. He flew up and kicked the White Tiger towards the giant roc. Then, he glided backwards lightly.
Seeing that it was President Bai's nephew, the giant roc didn't dare act rashly. He flipped his palms up and pushed the seriously injured White Tiger behind him. Then, he pushed his palms forward, and a violent ice dust storm swept toward Ding Meng.
This storm was indeed astonishingly powerful; it could be said that it was completely like a tide. The steel plates on the walls crackled and cracked, and all the light went out. Su Lingyue and Liang Yi also retreated far away. The light screen was a white blur, and they couldn't see the specific situation at all.
But while the giant roc's palm wind was fierce, it was actually already at a disadvantage. It would have been fine if he hadn't pushed White Tiger away, but now, Ding Meng was pushed back at least forty to fifty meters, and was no longer in the center of the storm.
Even so, Ding Meng had activated the first four origins. The giant roc's ice energy foundation wasn't weak. Although the storm didn't affect him, the temperature dropped and his movements slowed considerably.
Just as Ding Meng was about to steady himself, there was suddenly the sharp sound of clothes ripping through the air above his head. Two identical Zhang Meng appeared in the air, and two machetes chopped down with enough force to split Mount Hua.