I'm Just Making Up The Exercises, My Disciple, Have You Really Mastered Them?

Chapter 109: Life and Death Crisis, the Moment of Drawing the Sword!

Meng Chong clenched his fists, and the Great Sun Golden Bell technique was pushed to its limit. A faint golden light appeared around him, enveloping him like a golden glass bell.

"No matter what your purpose is, you're delusional if you think you can kill me!"

Even though he sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from Blood Spirit Child, Meng Chong showed no fear and had no intention of escaping.

"Stubborn and unyielding!"

Blood Spirit Child's expression turned cold.

"In that case, I'll personally take your life!"

He raised his hand and slapped, releasing a chilling aura that turned into a sinister light, instantly arriving and spreading out like a spider's web, intending to envelop Meng Chong.

Meng Chong's expression froze, his eyes filled with shock. He immediately roared and threw a punch.

The glass-like golden light turned into thunder, roaring out like a violent wind. In an instant, it completely destroyed the sinister power that was about to envelop him like a spider's silk.

Blood Spirit Child's face changed. "Fiery and unyielding, extremely yang and strong? I won't let you live!"

His figure moved like a ghost, his claws pale and sinister, like ghost claws, instantly grabbing towards Meng Chong's chest.

Bang!

The golden bell cracked, Meng Chong's figure swayed, and his fists were like thunder and wind, roaring out with a flurry of punches, covering them with the glass-like golden light.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Blood Spirit Child's attack failed to break through the defense of the golden bell. His expression changed, and his figure floated away like a ghost, creating distance between him and Meng Chong.

His expression also became serious.

The strength of this young man who carried the horse was unexpectedly powerful, surpassing that of top-grade Martial Artists.

Even ordinary Grandmaster Martial Artists would probably be helpless against him.

Meng Chong glared angrily, the momentum of thunder and wind surrounded him, and the golden bell became even more solid, faintly emitting the sound of bells.

"The Demon Sect?"

As soon as Blood Spirit Child made a move, he felt a familiar feeling.

Blood Wuxin!

The sinister power of the other party was purer and more ruthless than Blood Wuxin's, and his strength was even stronger.

"Heh, you know about my Demon Sect?"

Blood Spirit Child smirked, his figure floating and turning into layers of ghostly shadows, a chilling aura pervading the surroundings.

It seemed as if he wanted to turn the battlefield into a sinister ghostly realm.

Meng Chong's heart sank. Why would someone from the Demon Sect come to the border wasteland?

It seemed that the other party had set their sights on his essence and blood!

Dong! Dong! Dong!

His heart beat violently, and a surge of blood and qi surged out, circulating throughout his body. The Great Sun Golden Bell technique was pushed to its limit, and his physical body emitted a glass-like golden light.

The image of the golden bell enveloped him.

This was the first time Meng Chong had fully displayed his strength.

The sinister aura surged continuously, but it couldn't affect him.

However, all he could see in front of him were ghostly figures, elusive and difficult to capture.

"Senior Wu is a powerful figure from the Demon Sect? He has been hiding his true strength all along?"

"Impossible! Could it be that he just looks exactly like Senior Wu?"

Meng Chong thought with a heavy heart.

No matter how he looked at the person in front of him, he was Senior Wu himself.

But he couldn't understand why he suddenly became a powerful figure from the Demon Sect, and one that was incredibly strong.

Xie Lingfeng had introduced the Demon Sect before. It was an extremely powerful force in the Inner Domain, with many strong individuals. Blood Wuxin was not considered powerful among the experts of the Demon Sect.

"Which master of the Demon Sect are you?"

Meng Chong asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Blood Feast is not qualified to know my name!"

Blood Spirit Child smirked, and suddenly, his figure was already close to Meng Chong. He attacked Meng Chong's chest with a claw.

Boom!

Meng Chong threw a punch, unleashing a violent force of wind and thunder. However, Blood Spirit Child's figure disappeared in an instant and appeared behind him.

Puff!

A claw tore open a crack in his golden bell, with fingers like sharp claws grabbing his back.

Hiss!

Meng Chong's blood and qi shook, and the golden bell instantly vibrated as he turned around and threw another punch!

Blood Spirit Child's face slightly changed, and his figure once again evasively retreated.

"Kid, what kind of technique is this? Why is your physical body so strong?"

He was astonished in his heart.

The defense of that golden bell was already outrageously strong, a defense technique like this had never been seen before.

As a result, even his physical body was astonishingly strong, surpassing even steel.

That claw could penetrate steel.

But when it grabbed the opponent, it only left five white marks, not even breaking the skin!

"You don't need to know!"

Meng Chong stepped forward, chasing after Blood Spirit Child, continuously throwing punches with the momentum of thunder and wind, sweeping across all directions with terrifying power.

Blood Spirit Child's figure was elusive, constantly avoiding the punches of wind and thunder. Suddenly, he seized an opportunity, swiftly approached, and with a twist and turn, tore open the golden bell defense on Meng Chong's back.

As Meng Chong roared in anger and turned to attack, Blood Spirit Child suddenly lowered his body, getting close to Meng Chong's chest, and fiercely clawed at it. The golden bell shattered, and the claws grabbed Meng Chong's chest.

At this moment, Meng Chong only felt a pain in his chest. His blood and qi circulated wildly, and the golden bell suddenly vibrated, transforming into a powerful force that suppressed Blood Spirit Child.

The claw failed to strike Meng Chong, and Blood Spirit Child's figure once again evasively retreated.

His expression was solemn, but more than that, he was excited.

The stronger Meng Chong's physical body was, the greater benefits he would obtain once he devoured it.

Not only could he become younger and have a solid foundation, but even his physical body would surpass most Martial Artists.

Thinking of this, he became extremely excited.

"Heaven has not forsaken me, Blood Spirit Child. Bestow upon me such blood food!"

Meng Chong lowered his head and looked at the five blood marks on his chest. This was the first time his defense had been broken and his physical body injured since he cultivated the Great Sun Golden Bell.

"Very strong, elusive body technique, experienced in battle. I am far inferior."

Meng Chong thought to himself.

However, he also noticed something was off with the opponent's body.

"Seize the opportunity and deliver a fatal blow to him."

Meng Chong thought to himself.

The Great Sun Golden Bell solidified once again, and there was no fresh blood flowing from the wounds on his chest. The remaining cold aura was also dissipated.

"Kid, hehe, hand over your life."

Blood Spirit Child's figure became even faster this time, his ghostly figure constantly moving and changing. Moreover, along with his changes in position, strands of sinister threads continuously surrounded the surroundings.

It seemed like he wanted to trap Meng Chong inside.

No matter how much power Meng Chong's fists gathered, he still couldn't break free from the encirclement. The sinister threads not only didn't decrease, but instead increased more and more.

Forming a giant web.

And between the threads, they integrated with each other, becoming as thick as fingers.

The finger-thick Bloodsucking Silk was even tougher and harder to break, with a bone-chilling coldness.

Meng Chong kept charging and colliding, wanting to break free, but time and time again, he was forced back by Blood Spirit Child. The defense of the golden bell was repeatedly torn, leaving behind one blood mark after another.

On the city tower of the Wu Country's capital, the Emperor of Wu and a group of ministers looked out at the battle outside the city.

At this moment, his heart sank.

Even from such a distance, it was clear that Meng Chong was at a disadvantage, seemingly trapped and unable to attack the opponent.

He appeared very passive.

"Your Majesty, what should we do? Meng Chong is no match!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, let's escape to the Qi Country. It is rumored that there are experts in Qi Country."

"Your Majesty, should we mobilize the Tianxuan Guards and go to besiege and kill, to assist Meng Chong with our strength?"

"No, we cannot. Once we make a move, what if we are unable to kill the opponent? Can we bear the consequences?"

The goal of Emperor Wu and his ministers was unprecedentedly unanimous, all hoping for Meng Chong's victory.

Compared to that ferocious "Senior Wu" who treated people as food, Meng Chong was truly a moral saint!

"We are not martial artists, what can we do!"

Emperor Wu gritted his teeth.

One minister's eyes rolled around, quietly leaving, preparing to escape.

On the battlefield, Meng Chong appeared very disheveled, seemingly exhausted, covered in bloodstains, all caused by Blood Spirit Child's attacks.

"Now is the time!"

Blood Spirit Child's eyes flashed with a cold light, his figure flickering, appearing in front of Meng Chong's eyes, then suddenly turning to Meng Chong's back, and then flickering back to Meng Chong's front.

At this moment, Meng Chong seemed to be in a panic, attacking behind him with his backhand to prevent Blood Spirit Child's attack, leaving his chest wide open.

Blood Spirit Child's pale and sinister claws suddenly grabbed, directly aiming for Meng Chong's heart.

This strike, he had been preparing for a long time, and it would surely tear open flesh and grab the heart.

"The opportunity has come!"

Meng Chong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his figure suddenly moved sideways, already avoiding Blood Spirit Child's attack.

"Die!"

Boom!

At this moment, wind and thunder rolled, golden light bloomed, thunder and fierce wind erupted from within his fists.

The power was no longer comparable to before.

"Not good!"

Blood Spirit Child realized that he had missed his grab and knew that things were going to be bad!

"You cunning brat!"

At this moment, he was filled with shock and anger.

At the critical moment, Blood Spirit Child's figure twisted ghostly, evading Meng Chong's fist power, but in an instant, Meng Chong's figure had already closed in.

His fists once again sealed him off, the terrifying fist power seemed to contain the power of violent thunder.

He dodged again in a ghostly manner.

After all, having experienced life and death battles, in such a crisis moment, it was not the first time he had encountered it, he was already experienced.

However, to his surprise, Meng Chong's figure instantly closed in again, never allowing him to create distance, and the fist power became even more tightly enveloping.

There was nowhere left to hide.

"What kind of body technique is this?"

Blood Spirit Child was shocked and furious, at the critical moment, he had to use some of his original power.

Buzz!

In that instant, Meng Chong felt a tremendous pressure emerging, like a towering mountain, wanting to suppress him.

He roared, the Wind and Thunder Diamond Fist erupted to the extreme, smashing open that tremendous pressure, smashing open that unknown defense like a quagmire.

The fist power fiercely struck Blood Spirit Child.

Plop!

Blood Spirit Child spewed out a mouthful of blood, his figure flying backwards.

He was filled with shock and anger, this old body of his had only regained vitality and strength after using some means in the cave.

With this punch, his body almost exploded.

"You damn brat!"

He had to kill Meng Chong, using his essence and blood to restore this body.

As Blood Spirit Child flew backwards, a pressure emerged from his forehead, like a mountain descending onto the battlefield, a serrated knife held in his hand.

A slash.

Boom!

The Wind and Thunder Vajra Fist was completely destroyed.

At this moment, Blood Spirit Child's eyes turned blood red, emitting a chilling aura that lowered the surrounding temperature.

A glimmer of light flickered on his forehead, and the terrifying pressure grew stronger, like a great mountain suppressing Meng Chong!

Meng Chong's heart pounded violently. He felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire, oppressed from all directions by an invisible force.

Even though he continuously activated his blood energy, his speed still couldn't increase.

Even the power of the Wind and Thunder Vajra Fist seemed to be suppressed.

His attack just now, which followed closely behind, was unable to pursue further due to his sudden sluggishness and slowed speed, as if he were trapped in a quagmire.

Meng Chong's heart sank as he looked at Blood Spirit Child.

The dangerous aura grew stronger and stronger.

When he saw Blood Spirit Child, he sensed a strong sense of danger. That's why he pretended to be weak, wanting to seize the opportunity to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. Although he injured the opponent, he failed to kill him and instead angered him, causing him to use some special power.

"Grandmaster? No, it's a bit different, it's like..."

Meng Chong was shocked.

This pressure was somewhat similar to that of a grandmaster, but it seemed stronger, and there was also a momentum similar to Senior Brother's Sword Intent.

However, it was different from Sword Intent.

He didn't know what it was, but he understood that he was in great danger at this moment!

Looking at the glimmer on Blood Spirit Child's forehead, he realized that the pressure came from there. It seemed that there was a worm in that glimmer?

"You damn it! You forced me to use the few remaining origins!"

Blood Spirit Child was furious.

He was already very weak, but now he had to use the last bit of his remaining origin.

Even though he had devoured Meng Chong's essence, it seemed that it couldn't make up for it.

"Die!"

Blood Spirit Child thrust his knife directly at Meng Chong's heart.

Boom!

Meng Chong threw a punch, but it was completely unable to resist. The tip of the knife pierced his chest. In a critical moment, he grabbed the serrated back of the knife with both hands.

With a roar, golden light instantly burst forth. The powerful physical strength flung Blood Spirit Child away!

Huff! Huff!

Blood flowed from his chest, but Meng Chong ignored it. Blood Spirit Child, who was thrown away, became even angrier. The glimmer on his forehead became stronger.

Under the shroud of pressure, Meng Chong felt as if he were carrying a huge mountain on his back, and his body seemed to be sinking into a quagmire, unable to exert his speed and strength.

Even the golden bell appeared to be cracking.

"I will devour you!"

Blood Spirit Child was furious. The other party was able to burst forth with such powerful physical strength even in that situation, throwing him away.

The glimmer on his forehead flickered, and a sinister and oppressive pressure descended.

The breath of death approached. Meng Chong gasped for breath, his heart pounding violently. At this moment, he seemed to feel the trembling of the treasured knife.

The treasured knife was trembling, filled with anger, merging with his heartbeat, merging with his will.

Draw the knife! Draw the knife! Draw the knife!

An unprecedented intense feeling surged up, and anger seemed to be transmitted to the treasured knife. The treasured knife at his waist was also filled with anger, wanting to unsheathe and slay all enemies.

"Die!"

Blood Spirit Child thrust his knife.

In that instant, he saw Meng Chong gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist, and then a burst of knife light radiated out.

An overwhelmingly dominant knife intent erupted, and the world seemed to change color.

The pressure that had been suppressing Meng Chong instantly collapsed at that moment.

Meng Chong drew his knife, slightly closing his eyes. His heart merged with the knife, the knife merged with his intent. In that instant, it seemed as if there was only this one knife in the world, an overwhelmingly dominant knife!

The awakening of the knife soul!

End of this chapter.