"Then you should go quickly, I just want to meet that old guy for a while." Meng Jingxiao replied, with a relaxed and indifferent look on his face, and his eyes were full of fire.
That's right, he heard that this old guy actually still held the fire of heaven and earth, and he would be really embarrassed if he didn't recover it for him.
"Brother, are you crazy?"
"That Elder Hu is really difficult to deal with."
After hearing that Meng Jing was still thinking of dealing with the other party, the first suspicion in Han Wenqing's mind was whether the other party was joking, or whether the other party was crazy.
Elder Hu's strength, with the help of the fire from heaven and earth, is already at the peak of the Great Spirit Master, and there are only a few left to break through to the Emperor realm.
Such a strength makes countless powerful people feel afraid and dare not go to trouble this Elder Hu.
But now, not only did the other party not show any fear, but he actually felt eager to try.
Isn't this crazy?
He understands that it is a good thing for young people to have some strength and confidence.
But the other party's background is like a big mountain, how can it be easily shaken?
The black figure who had already fallen to the ground smiled coldly, "It's too late to regret now."
"Teacher, he's already here."
As the words fell, a black shadow quickly appeared in the sky not far away. The black shadow became larger and larger, and the appearance of an old man gradually moved into the field of vision.
The old man's face was expressionless.
There was a bone-chilling feeling emanating from his body. Even though it was a hot summer day, he still couldn't help but feel a little trembling all over and his legs were weak.
"Brother, are you really not going to leave?"
Meng Jing rolled his eyes at Han Wenqing and said, "Take your parents and leave here quickly. Don't disturb me."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, Han Wenqing had no choice but to give up. He sighed helplessly and cupped his fists towards Meng Jing, "Thank you, brother."
"We'll see you later."
With that said, he quickly left here.
…
Not long after, the black shadow suspended in the sky looked at the young man below and asked coldly, "Who are you, little guy?"
"I'm your grandpa."
Before the old man suspended in the sky could continue to speak, Meng Jing's body rushed out towards the opponent's position.
That's right, if the other party doesn't show its strength, then you have no choice but to provoke them yourself.
Seeing the young man rushing toward him quickly, the old man looked confused, but he still mentioned the other person's slightly provocative words.
Soon, his cold face darkened, and he stared at the other party darkly.
The next moment, with a slight shake of his arm, a vast burst of spiritual energy roared out.
These spiritual energy turned into cold spikes. If the body was pierced by these cold spikes, even if it was immortal, there would be several more holes in the body.
But the other party still showed no fear at all. Instead, he clenched his fists and collided with the cold spikes that floated towards him.
The old man suspended in the air had a cold smile on his face.
He even said that he snorted slightly from his nostrils inadvertently.
"What a ignorant little thing."
If you dare to collide with the sharp spikes transformed from your own aura, is this not seeking death?
But along with a rumbling sound, rolling cold fog filled the air.
An expression of horror that could not be concealed flashed across the old man's face. He stepped back and quickly distanced himself.
Sure enough, not long after he exited, the next moment, there was a figure of a young man, rushing towards him like a hungry tiger.
"Is this kid okay?"
Looking at the uninjured young man, the old man couldn't help but be surprised.
Although he did not use all his strength just now, such a strength is definitely not what ordinary people can achieve.
But the other party did it.
And he still took his own attack with his fists. How can anyone believe this?
If he hadn't witnessed this scene with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that his attack was actually defeated by a young man's fist.
"This old guy is not simple either."
Seeing the old guy flying above his head again, Meng Jing couldn't help but curse in his heart.
His original plan was to use the billowing ice mist to hide his location.
But what I didn't expect was that the other party would explain it like this, and he actually expected that he would have such a skill.
If the other party hadn't dodged the attack just now, I'm afraid it might have caused some damage to the other party, I don't know for sure.
"brat."
"Are you the little guy who injured Mr. Zhang?"
Although the old guy who didn't listen talked about the appearance of the little thing.
But for some reason, he had a vague feeling in his heart about the young man standing in front of him.
He was probably the one who injured their alliance association, Elder Zhang.
"I don't know you guys, you're not like Mr. Zhang."
"I just remember beating a fat guy."
Meng Jing smiled coldly.
"It's really you."
When he heard the words "fat man" again, the old man's eyes instantly narrowed, and there was a coldness in his eyes.
This elder's body shape is wide and fat. Calling him fat, it fits his image.
However, he didn't expect that the other party would admit it so graciously.
But soon, the old man smiled again, "I cherish talents, and it is not easy to judge your strength."
"How about taking my name?"
The current young man was able to fight Elder Zhang for more than ten rounds, which is enough to show that the opponent's strength is not simple.
If you accept him as your disciple and train him carefully, he will definitely be a talented person.
Meng Jing stood in the sky, "Then what are the benefits of being your apprentice?"
The old man smiled and waved his sleeves. The alchemist's robe he was wearing shone with seven dazzling stars.
"Isn't it good for me, my master, to protect you?"
"not good!"
He is a seventh-level alchemist, and he will be directly promoted to an eighth-level alchemist soon.
Having a seventh-grade alchemist as one's master is a treatment and honor that many people can only dream of.
But now, this young man actually refused.
The old man even wondered if his ears had heard it wrong. Many people crowded their heads and wanted to become their teacher, but he did not agree.
The result was good. He made a request to this young man, but was actually rejected by him.
"Okay, so what do you want?"
Meng Jing smiled coldly, "I want your fire from heaven and earth!"
