Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 47 Peeping through the Heart Fog and Heaven Realm

Wu Meng's grasp was extremely capable and simple.

Ordinary people might not succeed in catching chickens and dogs, but he caught the first-class master with top-notch movement skills.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Minghuang choked on his throat, coughing violently, and almost fainted.

The man in black had a ghostly expression as if his outlook on life had collapsed.

His face turned red because he was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air. Just like that, he still stared at Wu Meng.

You can imagine how shocked I was.

Wu Meng didn't have much emotion.

His current understanding of martial arts has surpassed that of ordinary warriors so much that it has formed an exaggerated gap in the same realm that is almost a dimension reduction attack.

In his eyes, every step of the other party is a routine.

It's like someone raising a cup to drink water. When the result of drinking water is seen in advance, then the person's actions of reaching out, holding the cup, and raising his hand become inevitable, whether by mental arithmetic or not.

Of course, if you cannot see through the root cause, you can only actively influence your opponent's choices based on the environment and situation.

That was the move he used to lock Songtian with his qi machine that day.

After all, there is not much cloud left in Wu Meng's eyes as a system of Jianghu martial arts.

"How to deal with it?" Wu Meng asked.

The shock on Xiao Minghuang's face has not completely faded away, and he said without thinking, "Kill him."

Wu Meng crushed the opponent's throat and threw him into the pine forest.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Minghuang shouted.

After leaning a little, he took off the other person's black clothes and put them on himself, then found a pine tree for him to lean on.

"Let's go."

The two figures disappeared into the forest.

There was only one person left, who was once famous all over the world, leaning naked under the tree.

……

……

Three days later.

The sky turned red.

I opened my snow eyes early in the morning.

After another half an hour, the snowflakes were falling in the cold wind.

Wu Meng and Xiao Minghuang were now approaching the boundary of the Owl Emperor's sphere of influence.

The two of them did not take the nearest breakout route, but made a big circle to the eastern border. In half a day, they would be able to enter Jiangnan.

At this time, the two of them were resting in a forest surrounding the lake.

Xiao Minghuang sat by the lake, looking at the blue water, his eyes deep and full of thoughts.

This was the state he showed most often in the past few days, as if he was thinking, calculating, and weighing at all times.

The two of them could occasionally chat and laugh, but that was all.

Except for the day they first met, even his emotions were never shown again.

This is probably what an emperor should look like, right?

Wu Meng marked the tree on the edge of the forest. He turned around and saw this scene. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

The wind and snow are getting stronger.

Xiao Minghuang only rested for a moment before standing up and dusting off the snowflakes on his clothes: "Let's go, Wu Meng. After one more journey, it will be time to say goodbye."

"If I can win the country, I will ask you to be the national advisor. Mo Ping is more utilitarian and he will choose the official positions in the court. How about the three of us getting together in Beijing?"

"I want to be emperor."

Xiao Minghuang smiled: "Then I will be your national master."

Wu Meng smiled and said no more.

Crack!

A voice came from behind.

The two turned their heads.

But the cold wind broke the branches of the dead trees.

After walking for a while, Xiao Minghuang tightened his clothes and couldn't help shivering: "I feel like it's unexpectedly cold today. The chill is bone-piercing."

"Cold is right."

Wu Meng turned to look behind him.

Xiao Minghuang followed and looked down, his face darkening a little bit.

Behind him, in the snowy mountain forest, a tall figure like a bear and a tiger walked out. The figure has white hair shawl, the slightly curly hair is like the mane of a beast, trembling slightly with the step, and then there is an old face, every wrinkle on it is like a knife and axe, sharp and deep.

A pair of eyes are domineering and calm, always carrying a look of disdain.

"Ancestor Tongxuan is here."

Xiao Minghuang said softly.

As if hearing his voice, Tongxuan paused in his steps, his voice trembled like a bell, and said over the wind and snow: "Second Prince, it's over here."

After saying this, he cast his eyes towards Wu Meng.

As soon as his sight touched it, Wu Meng felt that the wind and snow in the sky seemed to have stopped for an instant.

A powerful pressure that far exceeds the best is fed back from the Qi machine.

It's a dangerous feeling.

It’s the feeling of being out of control.

It’s the feeling of state suppression.

"The unknown doctor is really good."

Tongxuan did not hide the surprise and admiration on his face, and then he shook his head: "It's just a pity that there can't be a new heaven in the world."

"Three moves."

He held up three fingers: "You can take three moves, stay or leave as you wish."

After saying this, without waiting for Wu Meng to respond, he slapped lightly.

With a palm that was more than ten feet away, at this moment, the wind and snow in Wu Meng's world really stopped.

The Gang Qi shot out by that palm was like a scorching golden glow, creating a vacuum trajectory that passed through the snowflakes in the sky.

The speed was not fast, but Wu Meng only felt that a mountain was carrying wind and snow, pressing down on his head.

The space for dodge he can see through...

Not a trace is left.

How can this be?

This has never happened since the completion of Dajizi Sutra.

The opponent's palm seemed to appear out of thin air. There was no sign before and there was no way to deduce it later. Is this still martial arts?

The palm reaches the body.

Wu Meng mobilized all his strength to fight with fists and palms.

He did not use Thunder Eagle Break, because although this palm was extremely domineering, he could barely catch it with just strength.

He couldn't see through the moves, but he was still sure about this.

boom!

The energy inspired by the Thunder Eagle fist was dissipated with one blow, and the remaining power of the palm fell on Wu Meng's shoulder.

He flew high, and half of his body felt like it had been hit by a mountain. It hurt so much that his chest and abdomen were turbulent. He couldn't help but vomit blood in mid-air.

What's more, the gang energy that penetrates the body collides between the meridians, as if swallowing a knife and cutting through the body.

Wu Meng mobilized his body skills and tried his best to maintain balance.

When he landed on the ground, his muscles and bones vibrated and released their force, and the energy in his meridians also leaked out along the foot meridians, leaving two deep pits on the ground.

Wu Meng let out a long breath.

This palm was enough to kill an ordinary first-class master, but he managed to eat it without any risk.

"Ok?"

Tongxuan let out a cry of surprise: "You can still stand even after being slapped by me. In this world, I am ranked fourth and there is no problem."

"Let me ask you, are you willing to take me as your teacher?"

Wu Meng did not respond.

His face was calm, and his expression seemed to be surprised, happy, understanding, or enlightened.

The dangerous palm from before, instead of making him fearful and awe-inspiring, instead aroused endless aftertaste.

creak.

Vaguely, a slightly ajar door slowly opened in front of him.

A new world leaps into view.

It turned out to be the case.

This is heaven.

Wu Meng's eyes lit up little by little, like bright stars.

He raised his head, his mouth was still bloodshot, but there was a smile on his face.

This is an expression subconsciously revealed due to the feeling of novelty, joy, satisfaction, and exhilaration that naturally arises from the bottom of my heart when I have glimpsed into a new world.

He looked at Tongxuan from a distance: "Come again!"

(End of this chapter)