Without any surprise, Feng Hao was directly blasted away, and he returned the same way he came.
But this time he learned the lesson and crossed his hands to defend with all his strength. Although his body was still rolling and blood came out of the corner of his mouth, it was much easier than before when he was not on guard.
"My speed and power are very strong, but I only know simple moves and no skills. Maybe this is my weakness."
While flying back, Feng Hao's thoughts were also racing, suppressing the blood and severe pain in his body, forcing himself to calm down and think about ways to break the situation.
The longer it takes, the more detrimental it is to you, and you must break this deadlock as soon as possible.
"In this case, I will use what I learned on Earth to meet you."
With his thoughts at this point, Feng Hao suddenly thought of a way.
Having said that, he did not retreat but advanced, directly facing the flaming figure on the right, turning his fists into palms. When the fire fist was about to hit him, his gesture changed, and he turned his grasp into a trap, and his hands directly climbed onto the extremely hot fire fist.
Instantly squeeze.
It really works.
Seeing this, Feng Hao was overjoyed, and then ignored the fire fist on the left. His original power was completely concentrated on the left side, preparing to beat the fire fist on the left.
The flaming figure on the right had Feng Hao's hands covering his arms. The punch did not hit him and he cleverly dodged it.
"Four taels can bring a thousand catties."
Feng Hao remembered that there was an extremely famous boxing technique in China, and there was one move in it that was most suitable for fighting against powerful people.
He let out a low roar, with a flash of cruelty in his eyes, and made a circle with his palms. The flaming fist actually followed his movements, and the fist changed, and was led by Feng Hao to blast towards the flaming figure on the left.
"Bang!"
"puff……"
A dull sound came out, and the defensive shield condensed by the original power on Feng Hao's left side was shattered, and the flaming fist struck him, blowing him away.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned extremely white.
But there was a smile on his lips.
Because the fist of the flaming figure on the right was forcibly changed by him. It was originally meant to attack Feng Hao, but now it hit the flaming figure on the left.
Although it was only less than a second away, otherwise Feng Hao would not have been blown away, but the goal was achieved.
The flaming figure on the right seemed to be pulled by something. The moment Feng Hao was blasted away, the flaming figure on the left was blasted away at the same time, turning the sky into sparks.
It was as if the flaming figure on the right suddenly rebelled, leaving the flaming figure on the left with no time to react, and was able to deal with one of them so easily.
With this hand, he can also give to others. It seems that the earth's culture is still useful in his realm.
"Boom..."
But this time it seemed to have angered the flaming figure. Although it could not make a sound, the surrounding sea of fire began to overturn with its anger. Countless flames and fire pillars rose into the sky, as if the world was destroyed. The hot breath around them also appeared at this moment.
skyrocketing.
"I'll wipe it, can't you afford it?"
Seeing this devastating scene, Feng Hao's face was as dark as that of Charcoal. He cursed loudly, ignored the pain on his body, and ran towards the back again.
Now that the flaming figure is on the verge of rage, and with countless flames condensed on his body, he can't get close at all, let alone use any special means. If he doesn't run now, when will he wait?
This time, Feng Hao passed thousands of meters in an instant, but the flaming figure did not catch up. Feng Hao couldn't help but look back, his pupils slightly shrinking.
"Isn't this guy planning some big move? If so..."
At this time, the flaming figure was no longer as illusory as before. As the flames became more and more condensed, a person's face slowly appeared, although it was still unclear whether it was a man or a woman, and even the facial features were not clear.
But Feng Hao felt that the aura of the flaming figure was getting stronger and stronger. Even if he could not breathe for two people, his aura was already several times greater than before. If he was allowed to condense it, the consequences would be unbelievable.
Imagine.
"My lord, let's fight for it."
Since reaching the current state, Feng Hao has rarely used foul language anymore, but today, after being suppressed and beaten all the time, he had already suppressed enough anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and stepped back, hundreds of meters away from the flaming figure.
Keep an eye on the gathering flame.
what to do?
It can't get close to it, and its own attacks are almost useless against it. It's impossible to forcefully interrupt it.
At this moment, Feng Hao actually felt helpless. Even when facing the emperor's clone, he had never been so helpless.
"Is the Road to Hell really so difficult? You can't even get through the first level?"
Looking at the figure with an increasingly terrifying aura, Feng Hao frowned and his eyes flickered.
Feng Hao finally understood why as long as he passed the hundred levels, he would have a chance to become an emperor. It was because the road to hell was really too difficult.
Even if it's only a hundred levels, it's like reaching the sky.
"The road to hell cannot be a dead end. Even the Hell Emperor can pass the hundred levels, why can't I, Feng Hao?"
Finally, Feng Hao took a deep breath of hot breath, his face became extremely solemn, and he began to scan his surroundings.
Now that you know there is no way out, why not give it a try?
And since it is a trial, there is no way to crack it. In addition, the flaming figure is obviously stronger than Feng Hao in every aspect, so it is certain that this level does not require brute force to pass the level.
"No, that sentence misled me."
As time passed, as the flaming figure became more solid, and when he could almost see his face clearly, Feng Hao discovered that it turned out to be 'himself.'
However, it was at this moment of shock that Feng Hao suddenly thought of the words, 'Defeat me and get out of this world.'
In a word, there are two conditions, one is to defeat the "I", and the other is to get out of this world.
It is obviously impossible to defeat 'me', because the aura of the current flaming figure is almost the same as that of the emperor. In other words, what Feng Hao is facing now may be himself at the seventh level of origin.
Since the first one cannot be achieved, then the second one must be achieved. And that sentence doesn’t say that two conditions must be met, right?
"How to get out of this?"
After thinking clearly, Feng Hao glanced around, only to find that the second method seemed more difficult.
Because except for the endless sea of fire, there is nothing else around, not even the sun above the sky. There is only the light of the sea of fire, so that you can see the surroundings clearly.
The whole world seems to be closed, with no exit at all.
"With its current strength and speed, it can kill me instantly, and now it can't find a way out. Does this mean that this place has been a Jedi from the beginning?"
After thinking about everything, Feng Hao couldn't help but his face sank, his fists clenched, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.
Too careless and reckless.
"boom……"
Suddenly, a shocking loud noise rose into the sky, accompanied by a terrifying momentum coming from the flaming figure, which directly knocked Feng Hao thousands of meters away, and his clothes were instantly reduced to ashes.
Just by his momentum, General Feng Hao was seriously injured, and his whole body was as black as coal, and he was almost roasted.
"Coming."
Ignoring the severe pain and discomfort on his body, there was only a figure slowly walking out of the flames in a pair of star-like eyes.