The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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If you then ask him to move his feet and complete this long lap, the difficulty will more than double!

Wang Meng stared intently at Li Mochou, and he saw the undisguised cruelty and anticipation in her eyes, as if she were watching a good show.

He knew that this crazy woman wouldn't stop until she had squeezed every last bit of strength out of him.

"it is good……"

A single word burst forth from Wang Meng's clenched teeth.

He took a deep breath, and the internal energy that had already been pushed to its limit was squeezed and condensed again like a flood bursting its banks!

The thirteen kidneys began to continuously supply massive amounts of adrenaline, which in turn provided a continuous source of power.

"Drink——!"

With a suppressed roar, Wang Meng's right foot left the ground at an extremely slow speed, almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

“Crack!”

In the courtyard, everyone clearly heard a tooth-grinding sound, like bones rubbing against steel.

As he lifted his right foot, the center of gravity of the entire water tank shifted extremely slightly.

With a loud "splash," the water in the tank began to shake violently, almost spilling out.

Wang Meng's body swayed violently, like a blade of grass in a storm.

"what!"

From inside the room came a suppressed gasp from a young girl.

Li Mochou's eyes were fixed on the slightly curved arc, and an unprecedented brilliance burst forth in her eyes. She even subconsciously squeezed her legs together!

However, just as the water vat was about to tip over, Wang Meng's left leg suddenly sank down, like the roots of an old tree, firmly nailed to the ground!

The muscles in his waist and abdomen trembled violently at an incredible frequency, forcibly pulling his center of gravity back from the brink of loss of control!

"Boom!"

With a heavy and extremely difficult step, he finally took his first step forward with his raised right foot!

One step forward, and the earth trembles!

The bluestone slab beneath his feet cracked instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out in an instant!

With just one step, Wang Meng's face turned pale, and sweat streamed down his forehead, cheeks, and chin, instantly soaking his shirt.

But he did take that impossible first step!

He didn't stop, because he knew that once he stopped, his momentum would dissipate and he would never be able to pick it up again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every step seemed to draw upon the full force of his life.

Each step left a clear yet broken footprint on the hard bluestone ground.

He circled the courtyard, carrying the heavy water vat in a posture unimaginable to ordinary people, moving forward step by step with difficulty yet with unwavering determination.

That astonishingly large object, bearing a weight of hundreds of kilograms, swayed gently and rhythmically in mid-air with his steps, right before everyone's eyes.

"Boom--!"

A heavy, muffled thud, like a morning bell or evening drum, struck the hearts of everyone present.

After completing its incredible journey around the stone vat, Wang Meng finally placed it back in its original position with great force and precision.

Not a drop of water was spilled from the jar.

Wang Meng's body swayed violently, and he almost fell to the ground.

He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, his clothes soaked with sweat, and he was panting heavily.

The true energy in his dantian was almost completely drained, leaving him in a state of utter exhaustion.

With his last bit of strength, he steadied himself, raised his bloodshot eyes, and fixed them firmly on Li Mochou's face once more.

His voice, hoarse as a broken gong, carried an undeniable air of authority. "Taoist Master... I've completed this journey..."

"Now, do you submit, or not?"

Li Mochou stood there, her beautiful phoenix eyes already unfocused.

Time seemed to stand still once again.

Lying on the ground, Ning Zhongze looked at this unbelievable scene before her, her heart churning with turmoil, unsure of what to feel.

The three girls in the room covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing this confrontation that could not be described in words.

Finally, under Wang Meng's almost burning gaze, Li Mochou's unfocused eyes slowly regained their focus.

The blankness on her face gradually faded, like ice and snow melting away.

Instead, a smile that was dazzling to the extreme, even somewhat eerie, appeared. That smile was as bright as spring flowers and as pure as a virgin, yet it carried a sense of ruthless and insane madness that could destroy the world.

She looked at Wang Meng and nodded gently and solemnly.

"I accept it."

The voice was soft, crisp, and clear, without the slightest hint of strain.

However, the moment she finished speaking, something unexpected happened!

She moved with incredible speed, like a female leopard hunting its prey, faster than anyone could have imagined!

Before everyone could see anything, she had already covered several meters and was right in front of Wang Meng!

At this moment, Wang Meng's energy was depleted, and he was at his weakest. He could never have expected her to do such a thing!

Before he could react, a soft, warm yet cool hand shot out with lightning speed, forcefully grabbing him tightly in its grasp!

"you!"

Wang Meng was shaken to his core. He felt an indescribable sensation, a mixture of cold and warmth, coming from his most vulnerable spot, causing his already depleted body to tremble once more.

The touch was as hard as iron and as hot as fire!

Li Mochou held it as if she were holding a red-hot iron, making it difficult for her to close her hand completely, and a stinging pain, almost like being burned, came from her palm.

But instead of loosening her grip, she tightened it even more!

That sickly, excited flush reappeared on her beautiful face.

"do not move."

Her voice carried an undeniable command and an eerie gentleness, "You won, so naturally I must honor my bet."

As she spoke, she took out a small, crystal-clear white jade bottle from her bosom with her other hand.

The bottle had a warm, smooth texture all over, and it was clear at a glance that it was no ordinary item.

She flicked the cork with her finger, and it popped open.

An indescribable, sweet yet strange fragrance instantly filled the air.

Its aroma is more intoxicating than the finest wine and more fragrant than the most beautiful flowers; just one whiff is enough to make one feel weak all over and completely captivated.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Wang Meng, Ning Zhongze, and everyone else, Li Mochou slowly tilted the jade bottle.

A viscous liquid, like molten gold, slowly flowed from the bottle's mouth.

The liquid was golden in color and viscous in texture, shimmering with an unusual luster under the moonlight.

Is it honey?

Questions lingered in Wang Meng's mind, but soon, the coolness on his skin was gone.

A flash of inspiration struck Wang Meng!

Understood.

No, this isn't bee jelly, it's royal jelly from jade bees.

The golden royal jelly flowed slowly and viscously down the path, covering every bulging vein and filling every crease.

The cool, viscous liquid, upon contact with his skin, which was burning hot like a branding iron due to the extreme stimulation of his internal energy, produced a faint, almost audible sizzling sound.

It wasn't the sound of water and fire merging; it was more like parched land suddenly receiving a downpour, every inch of its thirsty surface greedily and frantically absorbing this unexpected nourishment brimming with strange vitality.

Wang Meng shuddered violently. An indescribable and peculiar feeling, like the purest internal energy flowing back from the vital area that was covered by the icy liquid, rushed back to him instantly!

The feeling was a mixture of extreme coolness and inner heat, a blend of tingling and comfort, as if countless warm little hands were soothing his nearly withered dantian, which was exhausted from exertion.

His meridians, which had nearly collapsed due to excessive exploitation, began to regain their elasticity and resilience at an incredible speed under the nourishment of this strange fragrance.

He could even feel that, under the cool liquid, he not only did not weaken in the slightest, but was as if he had been injected with new life. The dormant veins even showed a faint tendency to bulge and rise again!

This is beyond reason; it's practically a miraculous elixir!

Wang Meng's breathing gradually calmed down.

He lowered his eyes slightly, watching the beautiful Taoist nun who was intently applying golden royal jelly evenly to his vital spot with her delicate hands—the same hands that had once used the "Red Serpent Palm" to poison countless heroes of the martial world.

This scene is absurd and bizarre, yet it carries a deadly, bewitching allure.

And this same image, without missing a single detail, was etched into another pair of eyes.

Ning Zhongze was lying not far away. She should have been filled with shame and indignation, and should have closed her eyes, unable to bear to look anymore.

But she just couldn't do it.

Her eyes, like iron filings firmly attracted by a magnet, were fixedly and uncontrollably fixed on the shocking scene in the center of the courtyard.

The cold, humiliating touch of Li Mochou's fingers still echoed in her mind. That feeling was sharp, defiled, and painful, making her wish she could die immediately.

But before me, this man, using the same flesh and blood, displayed a different kind of power.

He lifted the massive water vat that she couldn't budge even an inch without using her inner strength, saving her life and chastity in the most ruthless and unreasonable way.

This power is completely different from the gentle and refined "gentleman's sword" of her husband Yue Buqun, which is hidden in its sheath.

Yue Buqun's sword represents reason and rules.

But this man's "sword" is the Way, the power, and the will of Heaven!