Meng Jing smiled as he watched the young man talk nonsense.
How dare someone dare to say such a thing? He remembered that the last time he said something about the person who knocked him down with one hand seemed to be a month ago.
As a result, his arm was directly twisted off by himself, and the rest was recycled by the system.
This young man is actually mentally ill and is here to provoke me?
Isn't this seeking death?
"Oh, then you should come and give it a try!"
Meng Jing also stretched out a hand and assumed a fighting posture.
"Oh, then I will teach you a lesson for my adoptive father!"
As he spoke, the young man's fist condensed into a ball of light, and then he sprinted towards Meng Jing in a daze.
"Is that all?"
Seeing the opponent displaying such a childish skill, Meng Jing couldn't help but want to laugh.
Let’s talk about the opponent’s speed first. The opponent’s speed is so slow, it’s obvious that he doesn’t practice martial arts and other skills very much.
Just hit him with a punch like this. It would be better if the opponent has not practiced body skills.
However, for Meng Jing, who has practiced body skills, this level of attack is a bit too childish!
It was even said that he only needed to move a little to dodge such an attack.
Sure enough, the moment the opponent's fist struck, Meng Jing tilted his head, and the young man's punch was empty.
There was also a popping sound in the air.
"You're just lucky!"
Seeing that the punch did not hit the opponent, the young man also felt incredible.
Among the Zhao family, he has the highest level of cultivation among his peers.
The opponent's age did not look much different from mine, but after such a punch, the opponent managed to avoid it so lightly.
This kind of speed is a bit abnormal!
But the young man didn't believe that all this was avoided by that person's strength, but just a coincidence.
So, he raised his fist again and hit Meng Jing.
However, this time the target was no longer on Meng Jing's head, but on his abdomen.
The target in the abdomen is larger, unlike the head, and can be avoided.
"court death!"
The young man also raised a sneer when he saw that the opponent's body actually stagnated on the ground without moving at the same time as his punch struck quickly.
Then, punch him!
There was a bang, like the sound of hitting a steel plate.
After this punch, the young man's face quickly turned red, with an expression of pain written all over his face.
But soon, the young man refused to give up. He gritted his teeth and raised his other hand. Without thinking, he also hit Meng Jing's abdomen with the same force.
"boom!"
There was another dull sound after the punch came into contact with the abdomen.
The strong fisting wind caused the surrounding dust to fly!
Only a click was heard, and everyone was surprised.
This Zhao Yuxuan is the person with the highest cultivation level among their clan, but they don't know who the other person is.
The only thing they could know was that their clan leader was very polite to this young man, which indirectly showed that this young man's strength was extraordinary.
"Is that all you have?"
Meng Jing looked at the other party and smiled.
"You bastard!"
The young man was also furious.
Unexpectedly, he did not cause any harm to the opponent with such a punch.
How could he say that he was a strong man in the realm of spiritual cultivators, how could he not be able to defeat a scumbag in the realm of spiritual transformation!
If this spreads out, how can he continue to hang out in the Zhao family.
What's more, his current status in the Zhao family is at its peak.
Although he is not the biological son of the head of the Zhao family, the head of the Zhao family treats him as his biological son when he adopts him as his adopted son.
If you lose to an outsider, don't even think about having any status in the Zhao family in the future!
The young man took a few steps back, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. When he and Meng Jing were a little apart, the corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly.
I saw a ball of light appearing on one of his hands. Under this ball of light, there was a trace of darkness that was not visible to the naked eye.
Meng Jing, who was still smiling when he saw the other party's actions, his whole expression hardened a lot when he saw Zhao Yuxuan cast a ball of light, and the smile on his face also disappeared and became very serious. .
This made everyone in the final scene afraid to make a sound.
"Spiritual magic!"
The young man immediately took the ball of light in his hand, shouted loudly, and ran towards Meng Jing again,
Meng Jing exhaled a breath, raised a hand, and a ball of light quickly appeared between his fingers.
However, after the appearance of this light ball, it quickly split into many small light balls.
Then, Meng Jing's fingers slightly bent and flicked towards the young man's running figure.
The many light balls that split off were like projectiles, shooting out with a whoosh.
"That's all!"
Zhao Yuxuan rolled his eyes with great disdain.
Then, facing the small ball of light that came towards him, he didn't have much fear on his face. Instead, he picked up his own big ball of light and rushed towards it.
There was a roar, and compared to the dull sound before, this time the sound was louder.
The moment the two balls of light came into contact, Meng Jing's ball of light exploded, and a violent energy burst out.
Zhao Yuxuan clung to the ball of light in his hand, and his body was shaken by the heat wave and he retreated several meters.
Of course, Meng Jing was slightly surprised when he saw that the other party was able to catch his small ball of light.
The other party is worthy of being the number one cultivator in the Zhao family. Don't look a little arrogant, but he still has some strength.
With that attack of his, even if someone from the realm of spiritual cultivators came, they would not be 100% brave enough to accept this attack.
But the guy on the other side was not afraid of death, he just picked it up forcefully.
Fortunately, it was just a ball of light and not very powerful.
If the split small balls of light were gathered together, the power would be completely different!
After Zhao Yuxuan stabilized his figure, he leaned forward and whizzed past Meng Jing again.
Less than ten meters away from Meng Jing, he suddenly threw the ball of light in his hand.
That ball of light was like a cannonball. With a bang, an invisible jet force suddenly shot out from behind.
Then, he hit Meng Jing.
Meng Jing also smiled, raised a hand, waved his palm, and caught the ball of light with one hand before the ball of light had time to blow up to him.
"How can this be!"
Seeing the ball of light in his hand being caught by Meng Jing, Zhao Yuxuan had a look of surprise on his face.
No matter how you say that you are a strong person in the realm of spiritual cultivators, how can the ball of light condensed by you be something that a scumbag at the level of spiritual transformation can catch.
I saw that after the opponent held the ball of light in his hand, he squeezed it gently. The ball of light was like a deflated rubber ball, and its size instantly became much smaller.
Meng Jing looked at the inexplicable smile on the other side's lips, and also glanced at the ball of light in his hand.
I saw that after the ball of light in his hand deflated, a tiny trace of black energy floated out from the ball of light.
Meng Jing did not speak, but looked at the other party.
After a moment, he slowly said: "Since he is willing to participate, the last spot will be given to him!"
