The Ultimate Borer

Chapter 241: Red Oil Wontons Show Their Power Again

"I never thought Jiangdong High School would send a primary school student like you out to die!"

Zhang Xiu frowned, looked at Lu Meng who jumped into the arena, and tried to speak in the most gentle tone.

"Little boy, go back quickly! The older brothers are fighting here. You are too young. If you rush in here rashly, you will probably get hurt!"

Unexpectedly, when Lu Meng heard this, he thought that Zhang Xiu looked down on him, so he crossed his hands in front of his chest and said unconvincedly.

"Hey! You're so cool! Let me tell you, I've been the runner-up in the Soochow Affiliated Elementary School Martial Arts Competition for six consecutive years!"

Lu Meng said this arrogantly, then stretched out a finger and hooked it at Zhang Xiu.

"I'm your opponent in the second round. Let me tell you, I won't hold back. You actually dared to bully Little Ci Ci? I'm going to beat you so hard that even your grandma won't recognize you!"

"Lü Meng, don't call me Little Cici!"

Taishi Ci, who was receiving treatment from Gan Ning nearby, heard Lu Meng calling him like that and immediately corrected him.

Zhang Xiu was very annoyed by Lü Meng's taunts; he hated naughty kids the most! However, he also put aside his contempt. He had been in Jiangdong for so long and had long heard of the nickname "Wu Xia A Meng".

"Since you say so, I won't hold back anymore!"

Zhang Xiu unleashed his full strength, revealing a point of strength. However, judging by his aura, the remaining strength was probably around 1 point. (Strength will be consumed during combat, and will recover after combat as your stamina and status change.)

"Still want to hold back? Beat me first!"

Lu Meng also used his skills to show his strength index.

"No way, are today's elementary school students so strong?"

Feeling Lu Meng's fighting power index, Zhang Xiu was also greatly shocked. Now the other party is just an elementary school student and has not yet fully developed. He can't imagine how strong Lu Meng will become if he is the same age as him?

However, despite being shocked, Zhang Xiu felt no fear in his heart. Instead, he looked at Lu Meng with a look of boiling blood.

It's fun to fight against a genius, but isn't it even more interesting to defeat a genius?

Zhang Xiu held the tiger-head spear in his hand and waved at Lu Meng, signaling him to make the first move.

"How dare you look down on me?"

Lu Meng used his strength, and red internal energy surged above his hands.

"Red Oil Wontons!"

Lu Meng stretched out his hands, ran quickly towards Zhang Xiu, and swung out his two palms. A huge red palm print instantly chopped towards Zhang Xiu.

"Hey!"

Lu Meng's two moves were full of strength, including his maximum force index. The powerful fighting power instantly forced Zhang Xiu to pick up the Tiger Head Spear for defense.

"Oh my, you actually have some skills!"

Lu Meng watched Zhang Xiu block his attack, and a sense of stubbornness surged in his heart, and he waved his hands again.

“Red Oil Wontons - Super Spicy!”

Feeling that Lu Meng's fighting power index was constantly increasing and reached the point in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiu knew that Lu Meng was using all his strength, and he no longer cared about the face issue of bullying the weak. Although he now had some momentum, the strength he could exert was only about a point.

Zhang Xiu gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize his internal strength to counter Lu Meng's moves.

"Spring Thunder Arrives!"

The tiger-head spear in Zhang Xiu's hand was directly injected with lightning. The sound of the gunshot collided with Lu Meng's palms, and both sides were repelled by the powerful recoil force.

Lu Meng only retreated two steps, while Zhang Xiu retreated five steps.

"hiss…"

Zhang Xiu felt waves of burning pain coming from the tiger-head spear in his hand. The previous collision not only caused some cracks in his knuckles, but the power of the opponent's move called "Red Oil Wontons·Super Spicy" also made him feel like he could hardly hold the weapon.

"Your move is only numb, not spicy enough!"

Lu Meng stretched out his hands and smiled contemptuously. There was a faint flash of electricity on his hands, but as Lu Meng mobilized his power, the lightning attached to his hands was instantly offset by the power of "Red Oil Wontons".

"Next, let's have the 'Red Oil Wontons'!"

Lu Meng was not willing to give up. He had already seen that the guy in front of him was not strong enough to fight against him, so he took the opportunity to give chase.

Lu Meng's hands were once again filled with red internal energy, and two balls of hot internal energy attached to his palms again, and then slapped towards Zhang Xiu.

"Keng!"

Zhang Xiu only blocked one palm strike, and then the tiger-head spear in his hand was knocked down by the "Red Oil Chao Shou". In a panic, Zhang Xiu had to hold up his hands to block Lu Meng's second palm strike.

"..."

At this moment, Zhang Xiu was sweating profusely. After receiving Lu Meng's second palm, he felt pain and burning in his arm, accompanied by a greasy feeling, which was very uncomfortable.

"This is…"

Zhang Xiu pulled up his sleeve and clearly saw a bright red palm print on his arm, with a layer of grease attached to it.

"Hehehe, now you know how powerful I am! This is our Jiangdong specialty, 'Red Oil Wontons'. Are your hands really spicy, painful, and greasy right now?"

Lu Meng proudly put his hands on his hips and kept mocking Zhang Xiu in front of him. Now this guy couldn't even handle his ordinary version of "Red Oil Wontons". If he gave him a super spicy version, wouldn't he be finished?

"But he bullied Little Cici so badly, I can't let him give in so easily. I must take advantage of the opportunity to hit him a few more times so that Gan Ning behind him can knock him down in an instant!"

Thinking of this, Lu Meng nodded, used his strength again, and raised a sly smile on his face. Since he wanted to do something bad, he would do it to the end!

“Red Oil Wontons - Super Spicy!”

Lu Meng's hands were burning with an internal force that was even brighter than before. Zhang Xiu, who had suffered a loss once, looked at the internal force in Lu Meng's palms, realized the horror of this move, and quickly retreated.

"Want to run? You can't run away!"

Seeing Zhang Xiu retreating, Lu Meng quickly waved his palms, sending out two fierce palm winds, cutting off Zhang Xiu's retreat.

"Hey Hey…"

Zhang Xiu was forced to retreat, and had no choice but to mobilize his limited internal strength again, pouring his internal energy into his arms to resist.

"Snapped!"

Lu Meng only slapped out with one palm, and Zhang Xiu was knocked back several meters. The redness, swelling and greasiness on his hand quickly spread from the initial palm print to his entire arm, and in an instant his arms turned blood red.

"Hahaha, eat me again..."

Lu Meng looked at the disheveled Zhang Xiu and smiled triumphantly. When he was about to strike him with another palm, he found that there was suddenly a person behind Zhang Xiu.

"Hey, who are you? Can't you see we're sparring?"

Lu Meng looked at the soldier-dressed fellow behind Zhang Xiu with a bad face. His intuition told him that usually at this time, something unexpected might happen.