"Bang!"
As expected, Feng Hao was directly sent flying. He had to go back the way he came.
However, this time, he had learned his lesson and crossed his arms to defend with all his strength. Although his body was still tumbling and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, it was much easier than before.
"His speed and strength are very strong, but he only knows simple moves and has no skills. Maybe this is his weakness."
While flying back, Feng Hao was also thinking quickly. He suppressed the tumbling blood in his body and the sharp pain, forcing himself to calm down and think of a way to break out of this situation.
The longer it took, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. He had to break this stalemate as soon as possible.
"Since this is the case, then I will use what I learned on Earth to fight you."
Thinking of this, Feng Hao suddenly thought of a way.
After saying that, instead of retreating, he directly met the flaming figure on the right. His fists turned into palms, and when the flaming fist was about to hit his body, his gesture changed, turning from a claw to a trap, and his hands directly climbed onto the incomparably hot flaming fist and instantly clenched.
It really worked.
Seeing this, Feng Hao was overjoyed. Then, ignoring the flaming fist on the left, he completely condensed his Origin Force on the left, preparing to forcefully deal with the flaming fist on the left.
And the flaming figure on the right was wrapped by Feng Hao's hands, so this punch did not hit and was cleverly dodged.
"Four Taels Against a Thousand Catties."
Feng Hao remembered that there was an extremely famous fist technique in China, in which there was a move that was most suitable to fight against people with great strength.
With a low roar, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, his palms drew a circle, and the flaming fist actually followed his movements. The fist's momentum changed, and Feng Hao blasted it towards the flaming figure on the left.
"Bang!"
"Puff …"
With a dull sound, the defensive shield condensed by Feng Hao's Origin Force on the left was shattered, and the flaming fist blasted him, sending him flying.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.
But the corner of his mouth revealed a smile.
Because the flaming figure's fist on the right had been forcibly changed by him. Originally, it was originally aimed at Feng Hao, but now it had blasted into the flaming figure on the left.
Although it was less than a second late, otherwise, Feng Hao would not have been blasted away, but his goal was achieved.
The flame figure on the right seemed to be drawn by something, and the moment Feng Hao was blasted away, the flame figure on the left was blasted apart, turning into a sky full of sparks.
It was just like how the flame figure on the right had suddenly rebelled, leaving the flame figure on the left with no time to react. That was why it was so easy to deal with one of them.
It seemed that Earth's culture was still useful at his level.
"Boom …"
However, this seemed to have angered the flaming silhouette. Although it couldn't make a sound, the surrounding sea of fire began to surge with its rage. Countless pillars of fire shot into the sky, as if it was going to destroy the world. At this moment, the scorching aura in the surroundings also increased dramatically.
"F * ck, are you a sore loser?"
Looking at this apocalyptic scene, Feng Hao's face was as black as charcoal. He cursed and ran back again, ignoring the pain on his body.
Now that the flaming silhouette was already on the verge of going berserk, and with countless flames condensing on its body, it couldn't get close at all, let alone use any special methods. If he didn't run now, when would he?
This time, Feng Hao flew thousands of meters in an instant, but the flaming silhouette didn't catch up. Feng Hao couldn't help but look back, and his pupils shrank slightly.
"This guy can't be preparing for some big move, right? If so …"
At this moment, the flaming silhouette was no longer as illusory as before. As the flames became more and more condensed, a person's face slowly appeared. Although it was still hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and even the facial features were not clear.
However, Fenghao could sense that the aura of the flaming figure was becoming stronger and stronger. In less than two breaths, its aura had already surpassed its previous strength by several times. If he were to continue condensing it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Damn it, I'll risk it!"
Ever since he had reached his current realm, Fenghao had almost never cursed. However, he had been suppressed for a long time today, and his heart had long been filled with anger. He clenched his teeth and actually flashed back. He was several hundred meters away from the flaming figure, and he stared at the continuously condensing flame.
What should I do?
I can't get close, and my attacks are almost useless against it. It's impossible to forcefully interrupt it.
At this moment, Feng Hao actually felt helpless. Even when facing a God Emperor's clone, he didn't feel so helpless.
"Is the Hell Road really so difficult? I can't even clear the first step? "
Looking at the flaming silhouette whose aura was getting more and more terrifying, Feng Hao frowned and his eyes flickered.
Feng Hao finally understood why anyone who cleared the first hundred steps would have a chance to become a Martial Emperor. It was because the Hell Road was really too difficult.
Even though it was only the first hundred steps, it was like ascending to the heavens.
"The Hell Road can't be a dead end. Even the Hell Emperor could clear the first hundred steps. Why can't I, Feng Hao, do the same?"
Finally, Feng Hao took a deep breath of hot air. His expression was incomparably grave as he began to scan the surroundings.
Since he knew there was no way out, why not give it a try?
Moreover, since it was a trial, it was impossible that there was no way to clear it. In addition, the flaming silhouette was obviously stronger than Feng Hao in every aspect. Therefore, it was certain that the first step wasn't for the challenger to clear with brute force.
"No, that sentence misled me."
As time passed, as the flaming silhouette became more and more solid, Feng Hao could almost see its face clearly. However, he discovered that it was actually 'himself'.
However, it was also at this moment of shock that Feng Hao suddenly thought of the sentence 'Defeat me and walk out of this world'.
In short, there were two conditions. The first was to defeat 'myself', and the second was to walk out of this world.
Defeating 'myself' was clearly impossible, because the aura of the flaming silhouette was no different from that of a Monarch. In other words, the person Feng Hao was facing right now might be a level-7 Origin realm version of himself.
Since he couldn't achieve the first condition, he would achieve the second. Moreover, the sentence didn't say that he had to achieve both conditions, right?
"How do I get out of here?"
After thinking it through, Feng Hao looked around, only to find that the second method seemed to be more difficult.
This was because there was nothing else in the surroundings other than the boundless sea of fire. There was not even a sun in the sky. There was only the light of the sea of fire, which allowed him to see his surroundings clearly.
The entire world seemed to be sealed, with no exit at all.
"With its current strength and speed, it can kill me instantly, and now it can't find a way out. Does that mean that from the beginning, this was a dead end?"
After thinking it through, Feng Hao's face sank. He clenched his fists and could not help but feel some regret.
He was too careless and rash.
"Boom …"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound rose into the sky, accompanied by a boundlessly terrifying aura from the flaming silhouette. It directly sent Feng Hao flying several thousand meters away, and his clothes were instantly turned to ashes.
Just the aura alone was enough to heavily injure Feng Hao this time. Moreover, his entire body was like charcoal, almost roasted.
"It's here."
Ignoring the intense pain and discomfort on his body, there was only a figure slowly walking out of the flames in his star-like eyes.
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