Chapter 94

Lava Immortal Palace.

Room three.

The puppet Meng Chong was wrapped in electric light and rushed towards the Golden Blood Battle Ape · Dasheng like thunder.

At the moment they crossed, Dasheng grasped the fleeting opportunity, grabbed Meng Chong's arm with both hands, and took the opportunity to throw him over the shoulder again.

Bang!

Meng Chong was smashed on the floor tiles, his vision spinning.

Then, he saw Dasheng's thick soles stepping towards him, bringing out a fierce wind.

Meng Chong's heart shook, and he shouted in his heart: "Wild Running Thunder!"

Thunder light flourished on him, and he disappeared in place.

The next moment, Dasheng's right foot stepped down fiercely, crushing the floor tiles.

Meng Chong pulled away, his spiritual power surging, his heart heavy.

He had been thrown over the shoulder by Dasheng twice in a row.

"This is a strong enemy!" Meng Chong quickly adjusted his state of mind.

Yuan Dasheng didn't miss a hit and stood still.

The scene fell into a brief stalemate.

Outside the Immortal Palace.

Ning Zhuo was sitting on a futon in his underground workshop. He closed his eyes tightly, his heart and mind moved, focusing all his attention on this battle in the Immortal Palace.

One side is Meng Chong, the other side is Yuan Dasheng, both have immortal talent!

"Meng Chong's puppet body, materials, and structure are far inferior to the Golden Blood Battle Ape · Dasheng. This seriously affects his combat power, but relying on the immortal talent Wild Running Thunder, he still possesses a powerful threat. He is still a living person, and his combat wisdom is far superior to the spiritual Dasheng."

"The advantage of the Golden Blood Battle Ape · Dasheng is that its mechanical body was created by the Lava Immortal Palace, and its materials and structure far exceed the puppet Meng Chong. The flaw is that it has 80% spirituality, not a real living thing, and its mind is far less changeable than Meng Chong."

"According to the Lava Immortal Palace, 80% spirituality can also perform the immortal talent Righteous Bone Gold Firm. I don't know what it will look like when it is truly performed."

Ning Zhuo was constantly evaluating the combat power of both sides in his heart.

He attached great importance to this battle.

The result of this battle had a great influence on his subsequent decisions.

"Wild Running Thunder." Meng Chong called out softly in his heart, suddenly activated, and launched a third impact on the Golden Blood Battle Ape · Dasheng.

Meng Chong quickly shortened the distance and almost rushed in front of Dasheng.

When he saw Dasheng stretching out his hands, he was refreshed and exerted his full strength.

In an instant, electric light burst out on the puppet body, making Meng Chong's speed increase again!

This was the result of his recent special training.

His vision blurred, and he circled behind Yuan Dasheng.

"Success!" Meng Chong was overjoyed and was about to hit Yuan Dasheng's back. But the next moment, his legs were pulled, his whole body was seriously unbalanced, and his offensive collapsed suddenly.

Meng Chong's body tilted seriously, and when he fell to the ground, he saw the culprit who harmed him: "Damn it, it's the monkey tail!"

Yuan Dasheng's tail was like a rope whip, wrapping around Meng Chong's left leg.

Afterwards, Yuan Dasheng roared, turned and took a step, raised his fist, and smashed it at Meng Chong.

Meng Chong was in mid-air, only feeling his vision go dark, and saw Yuan Dasheng falling over like a mountain, quickly filling his vision.

Yuan Dasheng's raised fist was like a meteor falling to the ground, breaking through the air, pulling out a cold wind, making Meng Chong's heart shake wildly.

"Wild Running Thunder!" Meng Chong tried his best to display his immortal talent.

Thunder light flourished, allowing him to break through the monkey tail entanglement and regain freedom, hurriedly dodging.

Bang!

The next moment, Yuan Dasheng's fist was like a steel hammer, smashing into the ground, directly smashing the floor tiles.

Thunder light fell into the corner, and after dissipating, revealed the puppet Meng Chong.

He saw Yuan Dasheng's fist almost embedded in the floor tiles, and couldn't help but take a cold breath. If he had been hit, this weak puppet body would definitely have been broken.

Such danger instead stimulated more fighting spirit in Meng Chong.

"Hahaha." He laughed loudly, "This is a challenge, this is interesting!"

Next, he was wrapped in azure thunder light, and launched an impact again.

He continued to urge his own immortal talent, but did not easily approach Yuan Dasheng. He seemed to have turned into a thunder light, constantly turning and vertical and horizontal in the third room.

The thunder light was extremely fast, leaving behind traces of thunder and lightning in Yuan Dasheng's pupils.

As time passed, there were more and more thunder light traces in the room, intertwined, as if forming a giant net, wanting to trap Yuan Dasheng in it.

Ning Zhuo saw this and his heart moved: "This is Meng Chong resisting the strong pressure and getting a breakthrough in the battle."

"He can maintain the highest speed, and this speed is even a little bit beyond the previous limit."

"This is super-grade talent!"

Witnessing all this with his own eyes made Ning Zhuo feel emotional, worthy of being immortal talent.

Thunder light was vertical and horizontal in the third room, while Yuan Dasheng stood quietly like an old tree.

It could only be passively defended.

Meng Chong's movement speed, it couldn't keep up. Spirituality told it that being unchanged is the best way to deal with changes.

Suddenly, the thunder light tilted and hit Yuan Dasheng.

Yuan Dasheng reached out to block.

After a bang, it retreated a big step.

The thunder light that Meng Chong turned into reflected back through the wall, quickly increased the lost speed, and continued to move vertically and horizontally in the barrier.

Meng Chong carried out surprise attacks from time to time, Yuan Dasheng couldn't keep up with his speed, and under passive defense, scars began to increase on his body.

Meng Chong laughed loudly, knowing that he had the upper hand.

"This mechanical ape's close combat ability is too strong!"

"At least it's a martial arts master, no, it's very likely a martial arts grandmaster."

"But it can't keep up with my speed, as long as I can continue to sprint, I will definitely be able to grind it down!"

Meng Chong thought so, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.

Click, click.

The thunder light on him paused twice, and then became very weak.

He revealed a fatal flaw.

Almost instantly, Yuan Dasheng let out a long roar and took continuous steps forward. After two or three steps, it rushed in front of Meng Chong.

Yuan Dasheng shrugged and rammed, Meng Chong's state suddenly plummeted, too late to dodge, and was hit squarely.

Bang.

The puppet Meng Chong was like a large projectile, hit against the wall, and his right leg was directly scattered and separated from his body.

And his entire puppet body bounced forward for a small distance after hitting the wall.

Meng Chong just raised his head, a strong wind blew, and Yuan Dasheng's figure pressed over like a black mountain.

Yuan Dasheng raised his thigh, his knee like a steel cone breaking the wind, whistling away!

Meng Chong subconsciously stretched out his hands, crossed them in front of his chest.

Bang.

The next moment, his puppet palms and puppet forearms were smashed by Yuan Dasheng, destroying the dead!

Meng Chong's chest suffered heavy damage, more than half broken, and the whole person was topped to the ceiling by a huge brute force.

His back violently contacted the ceiling, bursting out countless cracks.

Meng Chong gritted his teeth secretly, being beaten so painfully, the anger and fighting spirit in his heart surged to the extreme.

Unfortunately, Wild Running Thunder could not be enabled.

He turned in mid-air, adjusted his posture, head down and feet up. He kicked the ceiling with one foot, shot diagonally, intending to avoid Yuan Dasheng's subsequent strikes.

Yuan Dasheng stood in place, watching Meng Chong shoot diagonally.

Yuan Dasheng's chest had an obvious rise and fall, as if taking a deep breath.

Its right palm trembled slightly, and the runes engraved inside began to radiate brilliance.