Seeing this map, Ding Meng felt as if he had returned to his primary consciousness space. The sea water under the night was endless, and the coastline paved with fine sand was also endless. On the shore was a stone forest with jagged rocks, taller and taller. In the distance are the rolling mountains, a golden moon hanging high in the sky, and the low waves sparkling.
This picture seems a bit poetic to fans, but as soon as Ding Meng came in, he immediately smelled the solemn and solemn atmosphere, because there was a person standing quietly on the beach at night.
The information given by the system is only the other party's ID: Lonely, and there is no redundant information other than that.
This lone man was dressed in black, but his face was not covered. It was a very ordinary face, and it even had bumps on it. At first glance, he looked like a middle-aged uncle, but Ding Meng had seen countless people and had a vicious eye. Although it is said that appearance comes from the heart, a person's style is revealed through his temperament.
In Ding Meng's opinion, although this solitary man had an ordinary face, there was a cold look between his eyebrows, which did not look like a middle-aged man. He always felt as if he had seen this person somewhere.
Soon he knew why he felt this way, because there was a long sword with a black scabbard inserted diagonally on Ling Xing's belt. This was almost exactly the same as the attire of the ugly girl in Yin Feng No. 2. No wonder it gave him a very dangerous look. Feel.
"Hey, have you noticed why I feel the atmosphere is a bit weird?"
"Yes, I feel it too. This opponent is different from the previous ones. The boss seems a little nervous."
"Yes, even the map has been changed. I'm thinking this guy might also be a master."
"I don't know what's going on, I just feel a little cold..."
Fans were talking about it, and even the fans had these premonitions. Ding Meng was already prepared. This might be a fierce battle.
He was secretly observing Lone Xing, and Lone Xing was also scanning him quietly. Now that the countdown had ended, neither party took action immediately.
Du Xing suddenly said: "You are very good!"
Ding Meng said: "You too!"
Du Xing asked: "Keep it?"
This is a very strange question, but only the person involved can understand it. We are still in the stage of the Palace of Wind and Cloud, and once we encounter a strong enemy, if we do not hold back, our true identity will most likely be exposed.
For those players who want to be famous, it doesn't matter whether their true identity is exposed or not, but for some masters, it is best to avoid it if possible. So when Du Xing asked this question, Ding Meng knew that the opponent would definitely not Weak, and the other party also senses that he is not weak either.
"Okay!" Ding Meng replied calmly.
There seemed to be a smile of satisfaction on Du Xing's face: "They are all Warlord-level energy users, so let's compete fairly!"
As expected, the masters all have a tacit understanding. What this means is that the strength everyone can use is limited to the War Lord level.
Ding Meng said: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the lone traveler came in front of him and kicked Ding Meng's chest very fiercely.
Not to mention that the fans were shocked this time, even Ding Meng was a little surprised. This speed is really good.
Ding Meng suddenly jumped up on the spot and stretched his body in the air. He was originally standing and leaned forward, and at the same time struck the opponent with one palm. This move was very clever, because the kick was to accumulate force first and then kick out, which is very particular. He had the upper hand in terms of momentum, but if Ding Meng jumped like this, if the opponent continued to attack, his palm would hit the opponent's head first.
Ling Xing suddenly leaned back, put his left foot on the bottom, and changed his right foot to a upward kick to kick Ding Meng's lower body.
This change is even better, both of them were thinking of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao, but now if Ding Meng wants to attack, Lonely's outer instep will kick him in the butt.
With a "hoo!", Ding Meng turned over in the air and landed on the beach in front of him.
But Ling Xing's foot turned in the air like a big windmill and kicked out. With a loud "Zheng" sound, a crescent-shaped red mirror image of source power flew out from the boot and landed against the beach.
The meteors of Ding Meng flew away like the moon.
This mirror image is extraordinary. In the eyes of the fans, the beach is flashed with bright light. The fine sand is not only rolled up by the source force like sword light, but also vaporized and volatilized in an instant, which shows that the temperature of this source force is very high.
Ding Meng did not panic and struck out with one palm. The mirror image of the source of power suddenly changed direction and soared towards the middle of the sea, and was submerged in the water in an instant.
There was no explosion on the sea surface, but it was boiling gurglingly. A large area of dense white gas filled the air, and even the moonlight was much hazy.
The live broadcast rooms of both sides were completely silent. It is estimated that many people have never seen such a killing. The two of them have never encountered such a powerful opponent since they participated in the competition.
Du Xing did not attack again. He stood and looked at Ding Meng carefully, as if searching in his memory which famous figure from the Federation Empire this was.
Ding Meng's face was also extremely gloomy. His thinking was different from that of most people. This alone was obviously good at swordsmanship, but he didn't even draw his sword, he didn't even move his hands, all he did was leg skills.
, the bottom plate is still like this, and the strength in his hands is probably even more powerful.
In fact, before participating in the competition, Ding Meng told Dai Yi and the others that they must not use the divine light energy at this stage. The purpose was to save it for later competitions. For no other purpose, he did not believe that the demon masters would not come to participate in this competition.
grand event.
Now this solo trip gave him such a strong premonition that he seriously suspected that the opponent's sword was the sword of the demon clan.
Ding Meng's figure swayed in his thoughts. This time he took the initiative to attack, stepping, charging forward, and punching in one go. Not only could he see it clearly, but the fans could also see clearly that the speed of this punch was very fast.
It is considered fast, but on the contrary it is very slow, but the slower it goes, the more solemn its face becomes.
The ultimate in martial arts is the two extremes. When you are fast to the limit, you are strong, and when you are slow to the limit, you are also strong. With this punch, Alone followed Ding Meng's steps and retreated. While retreating, he made a move with one hand, and the scabbard was already in his hand.
The entire sword whirled in a circle, forming a black disk guarding the front.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
An explosion finally occurred on the beach, and strings of sand and rocks rose into the sky.
The fist and the scabbard haven't really touched each other yet, but the energy bursting out is so strong.
Suddenly, Ding Meng transformed his fist into a palm, and a stream of fiery red source flames spurted out from his palm. Then he struck out from the air again with his left palm. The source flame in the form of flames immediately turned into a huge phoenix, shocking the night.
Du Xing's expression finally changed. The opponent's punch was actually being suppressed by the Gang Feng. The source flame was the source power released from the outside. The fire phoenix was still the mirror image of the source power. He didn't know what method Bao Kuang used, but this
The three together are the typical triple waves of the Black Ice Nirvana Palm. This guy actually forcibly applied ice martial arts to heat source energy. The key is that he used it successfully.
Lone Xing felt that the frontal pressure increased sharply, and even his breathing was stagnant. This guy's warrior-level energy foundation was actually so powerful.
At this moment, the black sword had rotated to the limit, and Lone Xing's hands seemed to be burned red. He also stretched out both palms, and the disk shape formed by the black sword's rotation immediately turned into a giant fireball. In the eyes of fans, this was no less than a fireball.
Super missile.
As soon as the two collided, there was an earth-shaking loud noise. The fiery red torrent of source power immediately burst out in all directions. A large stone forest on the shore was blown to pieces. The sea water under the feet immediately turned into light smoke. A 20-meter-diameter diameter hole was created on the ground where the impact occurred.
A huge pit filled with dense cracks.
The live broadcast room was completely silent, and fans on both sides were stunned. This guy is the real master.
Both sides were knocked back by the big explosion. As they were retreating, Ding Meng struck out with another palm in the air. The previous fire phoenix was shocking enough, but this time it was a red tiger head mirror image. The tiger opened its mouth.
It roared as if it wanted to bite Ling Xing into pieces.
not good!
Du Xing discovered that Ding Meng's attacks were getting stronger and stronger. Under such circumstances, he could still hit the Tiger Sun Palm.
Seeing the tiger head close at hand, all the fans noticed a flash of white light in front of their eyes, like a meteor streaking across the sky. In just such a short moment, the lone figure was already on the edge of the pit, and the tiger sun palm actually fell.
It was empty, but Ding Meng's body was twitching slightly. Looking carefully, Ding Meng's shoulder was cut open, and blood was flowing out.
Obviously, Du Xing must have used some kind of martial arts to injure Bao Kuang!
"It's a sword, it's definitely his sword!"
"No, this kid is so powerful, he can actually hurt the boss!"
"This is bad. Can the boss withstand it?"
"I guess I'm hanging..."
…
At this moment, the two finally stood still, and it seemed that the outcome had been decided.
Du Xing looked at the injured Ding Meng with a strange look in his eyes, and then he spoke an astonishing sentence:
"I surrender!"
System subtitles: "Crazy win! Six consecutive wins!"
"Wow——————"
The live broadcast rooms of both parties immediately exploded. Damn, you have such a big advantage, and you actually gave in and went to the loser group. What do you think? Ding Meng's fans also said that this is really difficult to understand, but voluntarily admit defeat.
If you take the initiative to admit defeat, the system will naturally determine that you are defeated alone.
In fact, only Ding Meng himself knew what had just happened. At the end, Du Xing suddenly appeared and crossed the Huyang Palm. At the same time, he drew his sword at an extremely fast speed and hit his shoulder with one strike.
It's a pity that it is not a black magic sword, but a bright ancient sword. As for why Du Xing has to admit defeat, the reason is quite simple, because the source energy he mobilized has already exceeded the level of a high-level warrior.
War Saint level energy, otherwise he would not be able to hurt Ding Meng. This man can still keep his promise.
"Is this really the case?" Liang Yiran expressed curiosity.
Ji Chenxue also saw the previous confrontation: "I don't think so. This solo obviously doesn't want to expose his true strength too early."
Lan Bing nodded: "I see that in many events in the Fengyun Hall, everyone did not really exert their strength. There are really many masters in this event."