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4552--Andrew Space Control(1/2)

Compared with Jin Wuji's fist, Wang Meng's palm is much smaller visually.

But even so, Wang Meng perfectly caught Jin Wuji's punch.

In an instant, the audience changed in color.

Jin Wuji also frowned tightly and said incredibly: "You... can you actually catch it?"

Wang Meng smiled, "Your punch is not that great."

"Now, it's time for me to take action."

Recite and exchange.

A cold and chill flashed in Wang Meng's eyes, and he kicked out with one kick, kicking Jin Wuji away.

With a loud bang, Jin Wuji hit the wall behind him hard, opening his mouth and spitting out sticky blood.

The palm covered his chest, and the pain was extremely painful, only he himself knew that several ribs had broken inside.

He raised his head and stared at Wang Meng's eyes filled with incredibility.

In the encounter with Wang Meng just now, he never thought that he would fail, but in the end, he was defeated so badly.

Wang Meng's strength is far beyond his imagination.

"President." Several members of the Jinyun Chamber of Commerce surrounded him and looked at Jin Wuji with concern.

"It's okay." Jin Wuji shook his head, looked at Wang Meng and said, "Come on, let's fight again."

"You are already injured, and you still want to continue?" Wang Meng asked.

"I think! Because, I haven't lost yet."

Jin Wuji's answer made Wang Meng nod and he felt a little more admiration for him.

This kind of tenacious and unyielding person is the kind of person Wang Meng likes the most.

"I don't want to continue fighting with you anymore." Wang Meng suddenly said.

This made Jin Wuji stunned and asked immediately: "Are you scared?"

The words "Scared?" made Wang Meng sneer.

In Wang Meng's mind, these two words have never been produced.

"I don't want to hurt you." Wang Meng said bluntly.

If the two of them continue to fight, even if Wang Meng keeps his hand, Jin Wuji will be injured.

That was not the scene that Wang Meng wanted to see.

This time, Wang Meng wanted to conquer Jin Wuji, not to hurt him.

"no!"

Jin Wuji is a very stubborn person. He has stood up again and shouted at Wang Meng: "We must continue fighting."

"Wang Meng, I will definitely defeat you."

"Defeat me? Why do you?"

Wang Meng smiled. Jin Wuji's talent is not bad, but it is just not bad.

It was impossible for him to defeat Wang Meng.

It seems that Jin Wuji has not yet figured out his current situation. Wang Meng feels that he needs to let Jin Wuji take a good look.

Not far from Wang Meng's right is a vase.

I saw Wang Meng lifting his right hand up and grabbing it.

Buzz ~

Buzz ~

The vase immediately trembled violently.

This scene changed everyone in the Cui family's hall's faces.

"What is he trying to do? Is it controlling things in the air?" Cui Zhengnan murmured to himself.

Controlling objects from a distance is a ability that only a great master can do.

Master Huajin has been able to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to hurt people from a distance.

The Grandmaster controls objects from a distance.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between the two, after all, they are all done from a distance.

Only some real martial arts practitioners understand that the difference between the two is very big.

The former hurts people from a distance, and only needs to release spiritual energy, without much operability.

To control objects in the air, you need to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to a certain extent before you can achieve it.

The difficulty is very high.

Looking at Wang Meng's face now, he looked calm and looked like he was completely out of trouble.

Jin Wuji was also shocked by Wang Meng's current methods.

He kept murmuring to himself, "It must not be controlled by air, it must not be."

"How could this guy Wang Meng, who looks so young, reach the level of a grandmaster?"

"I have never seen such a young master."

Jin Wuji didn't believe it in his heart.

Unfortunately, there are some things that he couldn't believe.

I saw that the vase controlled by Wang Meng had now flew into the sky and was constantly spinning.

Then, I came to Jin Wuji's photo.

Wang Meng glanced at it, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the vase broke.

The earth block collapsed and Jin Wuji was covered with the people next to him.

But Jin Wuji didn't even blink his eyelids.

He was staring at Wang Meng with that incredible gaze.

After watching for a long time, Jin Wuji's voice slowly squeezed out, "It's really a matter of controlling things from a distance. Are you at the Grand Master level?"

"It's like a fake one." Wang Meng smiled and nodded.

"Impossible." Jin Wuji didn't believe it, and shook his head at Wang Mengzhi: "I never believed that there would be such a young master."

"You must have used special means, you must have."

Although Jin Wuji didn't believe it at all, Wang Meng could see that he still believed it completely in his heart.

But he wasn't willing to admit it.

Wang Meng didn't want to force him either.

If you read some things twice, you will understand them.

His eyes suddenly fell on Cui Zhengnan.

Originally, Cui Zhengnan was shocked by Wang Meng's move just now and was unable to speak normally.

At this moment, he became even more panicked when he saw Wang Meng's eyes popping over.

"You, what do you want to do?" Cui Zhengnan asked this question almost trembledly.

Wang Meng did not answer him.

But the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a cold smile passed by.

Then, Wang Meng stretched out his palm and pointed it at Cui Zhengnan as he had just grasped.

Seeing this, Cui Zhengnan hurriedly stopped him.

Unfortunately, it's still too late.

Now Cui Zhengnan only feels that his body is completely out of control.

Then his body slowly flew into the air.

This state is similar to the vase just now.

It's just that vases are completely different from people.

What's more, Cui Zhengnan is still a master with a small internal strength.

"Dad!" Choi Young was already frightened by this scene and kept calling Choi Zhengnan's name.

Then he turned his head and stared at Wang Meng fiercely, "What did you do to my dad?"
To be continued...
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