The man was handsome, handsome, elegant, luxuriously dressed, inlaid with pearls and jade, and looked like a handsome young man. Meng Shuai tried to find some flaws on his face, such as cold and arrogant, or obsessed with wine and color, and blue eyes. After searching for a circle, he couldn't find it. It has to be admitted that this person is probably the most handsome and traditional handsome man he has ever seen.

Meng Shuai really wanted to say that he didn't know him, but from just one sentence, he had guessed his identity, so he naturally knew his malice, but he pretended not to know, saying, "Who are you?"

The man said lightly: "What? Yan'er hasn't mentioned Yuan's name? Or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Meng Shuai laughed and said, "Are you talking about Miss Yan? She has left, are you going to chase her?"

The man glanced at the direction where Yan Guilai left, and said slowly, "No hurry." Instead, he stared at Meng Shuai and said, "Your surname is Meng?"

Meng Shuai was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

The man looked at Meng Shuai up and down and said, "It is better to meet than to be famous. Meeting is not as good as to be famous. But that's it. Yan'er, Yan'er, your eyes are like this, isn't you confused for a moment?"

Meng Shuai was very upset and said, "What did you say?"

The man said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance--you now swear that you will never see Yan'er for life, and I can spare your life."

Meng Shuai sneered: "Although I have only met Miss Yan today, what are you? You are so arrogant and say that you will spare my life? You must first look at my mood, and then decide whether to spare your life."

The man nodded and said, "Okay, very good." He turned his head and looked around and said, "You are lucky. This place is not suitable for my performance." As he said that, he floated forward.

Meng Shuai's eyes narrowed and suddenly shook. Since the man showed up, he felt something inconsistent, but now it seemed that it was the man's footsteps.

Don't touch the ground!

The man's body has been floating in the air, not very high, just half an inch above the ground, and it can't be seen without careful look. But because he is not touching the ground and his movements are not affected by obstacles, he will appear to be erratic.

Meng Shuai was surprised. When a warrior arrived in the innate world, he could certainly float in the air, not to mention the arrival of Hunyuan. But even the Lord of the Realm would need to consume true energy to float in the air. Of course, the huge amount of true energy can be ignored. But long-term maintenance, especially the daily maintenance that is always there, is also a consumption. Besides, what is the meaning of daily foot without dust?

Even a person as outstanding as the Snow Girl does not often float in the air. This kid is so weird.

When Meng Shuai saw him floating, a strange awe passed by his heart, forming a shadow - although it could be thought that he was pretending to be a fork, Meng Shuai felt that there should be a deeper reason behind this floating air.

Could it be some kind of martial art? If so, it must be a strange and first-class person. When he thought so, the true energy flowed throughout his body and was ready to go. A breath rose into the sky, and the vigorous aura in the late Hunyuan period spread.

The man's eyebrows slightly moved and said, "The late Hunyuan period... is better than I thought. Okay, I'll give you a chance--No, I'll give you three opportunities when you see you are young. I'll stand here, come and hit me, if you can hit..."

Meng Shuai was too lazy to listen to his bragging words, and said, "If you hit you, will hehe?" When the words were heard, he punched him with a sharp sound that broke through the air.

This punch was his test. Although it was powerful, it actually contained limited force, but it was extremely fast, which was almost the limit he could reach without space means.

As soon as he punched, he reached the man in the blink of an eye. The man floated in the air and watched quietly.

Halfway through the fist, Meng Shuai suddenly felt a wave of resistance.

It was not the strong reaction force produced by ordinary true qi on true qi, but an abnormal force that came from the air, came from nowhere or went, guiding his fist involuntarily to the deviated track. When his fist shifted, the person also ran away with his fist. He involuntarily rushed past the man and ran to the other side.

It was not until he turned around and stood still that Meng Shuai came to his senses. He didn't understand what was going on just now. The feeling of being led away involuntarily was too strange.

Turning back, the man was still standing there, his expression was indifferent, he raised a finger and said, "One chance. There are two more chances left before you get out of Yan'er's sight."

Meng Shuai shouted, "Are you cheating?" He lightened his body and punched him hard.

When the fist arrived, the power coming from the air arrived as promised. Meng Shuai was almost wrapped up and deviated from the outside, circled in a semi-arc, crossed the man's side, and staggered.

The man raised his second finger and said, "It's a second chance. There's another one. It's really time for Yan'er to see what you look like now."

Meng Shuai's face now looked flushed and very angry, and his teeth were chewing, making him look helpless and anxious.

Of course, he is not that impetuous below the surface.

Meng Shuai is a very calm person. It would be better to say that he can't get impatient even if he wants to be impatient. Moreover, he has no new and old hatreds with this person at all. All the words of that person cannot stimulate him at all. He just cooperates with the man's contempt and acts impatient.

At this moment, he was thinking about where the strange power just now came from.

It makes people transfer for no reason? Is it the power of space?

No, after all, he was also an entry-level person who realized the power of space. Even if that person's space mystery was deeper than he understood, he would not change his world without any awareness.

It is another kind of power, also invisible and very obscure.

Moreover, it seems familiar.

The first punch was shot, and although he couldn't figure it out, he did feel a sense of familiarity. The familiarity he had experienced a long time ago may not even be in this life.

When Meng Shuai just made the second punch, he was deliberately trying and looking for this familiarity, trying to open the door lock of his memory through more stimulation.

Staring at his fist, he slashed a few times in the air, and a clear understanding flashed by, and he blurted out:

"magnetic force!"

Yes, the feeling of being rejected and involuntarily scratching out was like a magnet that was repulsed by the same sex when he was a child! And the feeling of him rushing towards that person was also like a game when he was a child, holding a magnet and leaning towards the other, being repelled from left to right, repelling in all directions, and never getting close.

However, compared to magnets, the repulsive force is more than a hundred times stronger. Meng Shuai no longer felt like picking up the magnets. Instead, he felt like a small iron nail, thrown away by repulsive force and unable to do so.

He said the word "magnetic force", and the man raised his eyebrows and said, "You know that magnetism is good, this is the power of the primordial magnetism." His fingers moved slightly and said, "This is the field of the primordial magnetism."

Meng Shuai only felt that the aura around him became chaotic immediately, filled with invisible repulsion and suction. The repulsion pushed everything outward, while the suction pulled everything into his own direction. Some forces squeezed from the surroundings to the middle, while some forces broke through from the center to the surroundings. The forces fought against each other, making Meng Shuai, who was in the center, under a huge pressure.

The strangest thing is that repulsive force and suction are invisible. This is not like wind, the wind and air flow, and there is also sensation when blowing on the body. These forces take away all forms. They are simply power, and the essence of power. Because they are pure, they are irresistible.

He now has two choices. One is to be fixed and use his body to resist the pressure from all directions. He either withstand it tightly or be defeated by various forces. Otherwise, he would give up his position, go with the flow, throw it around by various forces, just like a small ball thrown into an electromagnetic field, without any leap, and spin along with the magnetic field line.

No matter which choice, it is not the best choice. In fact, he fell into the metamagnetic field, and this beginning was already the worst decision.

Meng Shuai secretly regretted it at this time and secretly shouted: Being deceived!

At this time, he already knew that this guy had always been unfathomable, and he did not take the initiative to take action. He also gave Meng Shuai three chances in a big way. He was not a self-reliant identity, and of course he would not be magnanimous. Instead, he arranged such a metamagnetic field in order to gain time.

Meng Shuai vaguely heard Lin Ling mention the term "force field" that is the advanced martial arts that only the realm master can involve, and is one level higher than martial arts skills. The person in front of him is certainly not the realm master, but somehow, he can master the ability of the force field, but obviously cannot do whatever he wants. So he used stillness to let Meng Shuai take the initiative to attack and bring him into the force field.

Although it may not be perfect, the force field is worthy of being a magical martial art at the level of the world master. Meng Shuai cannot compete yet. If he lets himself fall into the force field, he may be fooled until he dies.

Unfortunately, Meng Shuai still couldn't get in touch with that level and didn't know how to deal with this aura. The only thing he knew was that if he had absolute strength, he would be able to crush him!

And "the key to the force-resolving field is the person in the middle!

In an instant, Meng Shuai gave up his position for a while, and was like a boat in a storm. He was thrown around by an invisible force field, but he had already secretly accumulated strength and a handprint was cryptically pinched in his hand. A trace of imperceptible power gathered.

At the same time, his seemingly drifting body was approaching the man.

Near... closer.

Meng Shuai's body was already in the decline of the force field, and was just a short distance away from that person.

Just as he approached, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and suddenly looked up, facing Meng Shuai's eyes floating in the air.

With a strange smile, he sneered: "Do you think I just delayed time and gave you a chance? You might think that I can't control this force field, and I can break through as long as I have strong strength?"

He sighed and said, "You are right. It is true that as long as you have enough strength, you can tear open any force field, but do you have that strength?" As he said that, he waved his sleeves and revealed his palm.

The palms were held in vain, as if they were holding something. Then, they clamped down tightly.

Horrible—

A light sound like friction came from the air. Just now, a little blue spark suddenly appeared in the void. Meng Shuai was in it, his body was numb, as if it had been electricity.

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