The huge fist did not hit or raise, but stopped in mid-air.
Meng Mulie was a little strange, this was not what he wanted to stop. When he felt it carefully, he felt like there was a hand supporting him under his fist.
"one hand?"
Meng Mulie was even more surprised. Although he did not use 100% of his strength, this was not something Duan Tong could withstand. He quickly removed his palm and wanted to see what happened.
I saw an old man in coarse linen clothes but with white hair and a childlike face, looking at Duan Tong with a smile.
"Who?" Meng Mulie asked warily.
He couldn't help but feel calm. Old men in the Central Plains were not economical. Needless to say, Zhang Zongbai of Zhenyang Mountain is an immortal-level figure. Even Taiyihua Wufeng, whom he met in Guicheng last time, was extremely powerful.
If the old man hadn't been older...if he had been twenty years younger, no, even ten years, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.
The shock those two people brought to Meng Mulie made him extremely cautious and couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Chen Mengyin, ah, you don't have much reputation. Don't worry about it." Shen Mengyin smiled at Meng Mulie and then looked at Duan Tong in front of him.
"Is this the famous Wu Dinggong who moved the world? Hehe, he is really good. Si Wangnan has lost such good luck, which can be regarded as God's compensation for him."
Who among the people in the world doesn’t want to have a promising disciple?
"You are..." Duan Tong looked at the old man in front of him with some confusion. Shen Mengyin thought about the name, but he never thought that there was such a powerful person in the Central Plains arena.
Shen Mengyin stroked his long beard and said: "Young Master Duan has a blood feud, so naturally he would not think of asking about an old man who has already retired from the world."
Can you recognize yourself? Duan Tong was even more frightened, and his attitude was lowered. It would be beneficial to make friends with such a strong person. It's a pity that Shen Mengyin's next words made Duan Tong a little disappointed.
"If I hadn't accepted the young emperor's invitation and Bei Yi's murderous intent, I really just wanted to die in Huishan."
Duan Tongjue had no intention of recruiting this person for help. It seemed that this person was closer to the emperor of Daqi.
Shen Mengyin didn't know if he could see what Duan Tong was thinking, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, I can only help you get here."
When Duan Tong heard this, he was secretly happy. From what he heard, the old man wanted to block Meng Mulie.
"Mr. Duan Tong will repay the life-saving grace of the old man!" Duan Tong heard the words and did not make too many polite remarks. He simply said one sentence and looked at Shen Mengyin twice. Remembering this person, he brought Yi Xiaodao and the other three people hurriedly ran south.
Shen Mengyin watched Duan Tong leave like flying, smiled happily, and turned to look at Meng Mulie.
Meng Mulie's attention was not on the old man at this time, but on Duan Tong who was running away.
"It was difficult to walk just now, why are you walking so fast now?" Meng Mulie was very curious.
"Great Khan, it's not easy to give birth to a child late in life. Can you give him an hour's grace?"
"What if I don't want to?" Meng Mulie did not agree, but asked instead.
Shen Mengyin shrugged helplessly: "Then I can only let Dahan wait here for half an hour."
"absurd!"
Meng Mulie snorted coldly, strode past Shen Mengyin, and wanted to chase Duan Tong.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, Meng Mulie found that he could no longer walk and could not lift his other foot.
Looking down, Shen Mengyin was holding his foot with one hand, still looking content.
"Does this old man have such magical power?"
Meng Mulie understood that this old man was determined to stop him, and seeing that he had not yet shown his power, he wanted to test his skills.
The strength on the foot increased, and 30% of the strength became 50%. The foot was still motionless and could not be lifted.
"You are sweating so hard!" Shen Mengyin was still talking and laughing, without any change.
"Your Excellency is not showing any strength. If you haven't exerted your strength, I am afraid that I will roll up my flag, wrap my armor, and flee north."
If you can hold yourself down with just one hand without using any skills, then seriously, can you still be your opponent? However, Meng Mulie did not believe that this person had such great supernatural powers. If he really did, he would never be unknown. Even if he retired from the world, he should be as famous as Zhang Zongbai.
"Ha, to be honest, I...have tried my best." Shen Mengyin said bluntly.
There is no need to be mysterious, one is one, and two is two. He, Chen Mengyin, has been a straight person his whole life, but he can't learn the deceptive twists and turns. But he didn't say any more. If he spoke a little more and exposed his true identity, he would not be honest, but stupid.
Meng Mulie increased his strength again, reaching 70% strength. His feet finally moved a little, and Shen Mengyin could no longer hold them down.
Meng Mulie had something in mind, and when he was about to increase his strength again, Shen Mengyin seemed to notice it, jumped away in time, and let go of Meng Mulie's foot.
The huge force suddenly caused Meng Mulie to lose his balance, staggered and almost fell.
"Something's wrong."
Meng Mulie noticed it. He had just been pressed by Shen Mengyin and had not felt anything. Until the moment when his hand was released, he suddenly felt that all his strength was returned. It was not because of Shen Mengyin's obstruction that he felt it was difficult to make any progress.
"Can he eliminate my power?" Meng Mulie was shocked by his own thoughts. Thinking of this, he decided to try again.
Just as he stood firm, Meng Mulie suddenly rose up and rushed towards Shen Mengyin. He raised his fist high and hit him.
This punch has 60% force.
Shen Mengyin raised one hand and firmly received the fist.
That feeling came again, like a stone sinking into the sea!
Meng Mulie's heart trembled. Sixty percent of his strength was actually caught by him with one hand?
Quickly and gently exerting force on his hand, Shen Mengyin noticed something was wrong and let go again in time.
"If the Great Khan were to hit them with punches like this, I really wouldn't be able to stop them. But if they keep hitting like this, if I want to catch up with them, it won't be a problem for me to stop them for a while." Shen Mengyin said with a smile.
Meng Mulie's fist hit the ground, and the loess splashed up. The power was astonishing, and he felt even more certain.
Looking up, his eyes were fixed on the big rock behind Shen Mengyin.
Meng Mulie had a plan in mind, so he flew forward, raised his fist and smashed Shen Mengyin indiscriminately.
Shen Mengyin was forced to retreat step by step, and soon he retreated to the big stone.
Meng Mulie took a breath on purpose and punched Shen Mengyin again.
Shen Mengyin leaned against the boulder and had nowhere to hide. He raised his hands to receive the punch.
In this punch, Meng Mulie used 80% of his strength, which was within Shen Mengyin's acceptance range.
Sure enough, Shen Mengyin was forced back by this punch and hit the big rock.
Chen Mengyin is fine, and so is Dashi.
"I have long observed that where you stand and step on, all the grass on the ground has not been trampled to death. Even if you can block this punch, the big rock behind you will not be unharmed. Can you weaken my strength?" Meng Mulie retracted his fist and asked Shen Meng Yindao.
If the Central Plains really has a technique that can weaken others, it would be nothing if one Shen Meng Yin were to knock him down. If there was another Shen Meng Yin from another sect, Meng Mulie could only give up and once again lead Beiyi's million-strong army and roll up the flag to the north. Escaped.
Shen Mengyin glanced at the big stone behind him, and then he realized that the other party was not a reckless man. After a few punches, his true nature was exposed.
"Oh, when I was young, I was just past my prime of life. Now that I think about it, I really have endless aftertaste..."
Shen Mengyin smiled and recalled his youth.
Meng Mulie did not interrupt, he knew that Shen Mengyin's next words would be useful.
"At that time, I still had a dream of being a hero, and I wanted to conquer the martial arts world. To this end, I traveled all over the Central Plains, looking for famous sects, and wanted to learn martial arts. Although my bones are not excellent, they are not bad at all. Many sects are willing to accept me as a disciple."
"But later, I discovered that although the martial arts of various sects are exquisite, they always have flaws, and those flaws cannot be repaired at all. I kept leaving the school, joining, and leaving again... Finally, in the world, those sects were everywhere They all put me on the blacklist."
"Everyone in the world has mastered martial arts, but none of them is very proficient. If you make a bad name in the world, your reputation will not spread."
"Since I can't do it with my martial arts skills, I should just think about saving the world and the people. I'm running around in the rivers and lakes just to get rid of evil and demons and show my reputation. But under the influence of Zhang Zongbai's reputation, small bandits continue, and big ones But evil is not seen.”
"Gradually, I became confused. I went up to Zhenyang Mountain and found Zhang Zongbai, hoping that he could give me some guidance."
Meng Mulie cheered up and listened attentively.
"He told me that there are causes and effects in the world, and you can't force it. I want to be famous in the world, but after running around for so long, I have achieved nothing. Isn't this a destiny?"
"I left, but I gained nothing. Zhang Zongbai saw that I had learned the secrets of hundreds of schools of thought, and concluded that I was talented but destined to be mediocre. He taught me Zhenyang Mountain's method of transforming energy, hoping that I would be here When there is an imbalance between good and evil in the world, we can help the world.”
Having said this, Shen Mengyin shook his head: "I have been waiting for so long, and I thought I would never be able to wait. Unexpectedly, I still couldn't escape his plan. I really didn't know that he was teaching me the energy transformation technique. That day, has it already been counted as today..."
After listening to Shen Mengyin's story, Meng Mulie sighed, is this Zong Bai really so powerful? He had already figured it out decades ago? Then there was a trace of fear in his heart, but fortunately he did not invade the Central Plains at that time.
If it were then…
Meng Mulie withdrew his mind and looked at Shen Mengyin with a somewhat unkind look: "Do you really think you can stop me for an hour?"
Shen Mengyin took a deep breath and stretched out a finger: "Well, one hour."
