Chapter 15: Zhang Sanfeng, Meng Chen

The moon hung high in the sky.

The two had been fighting for hours.

Not a single flake of frost or snow touched Li An.

At this moment, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her small mouth was slightly pouted, and she stared intently at Li An.

Li An said calmly, "If you want to mop the floor clean,"

"You must first sweep it clean."

"If your fundamentals aren't solid, no amount of actual combat will be meaningful."

"You currently don't even have the ability to touch me."

"Strength isn't the most important thing."

"The soul of a boxer lies in agility."

"You need to sway, be fast, dodge, find the right opportunity, instead of throwing foolish straight punches!"

"Watch carefully."

Li An stood still, his body began to sway left and right, the speed became faster and faster, so fast that only afterimages remained, instantly circling Frost Snow a dozen times.

Moreover, it wasn't just a rigid spin; during the spin, there was a combination of fast and slow, illusion and reality, swaying left and right.

"These footwork techniques, eight years of practice, can you see them clearly?"

Frost Snow suddenly snorted lightly, her small foot tapped the ground!

In an instant, ice and snow rose.

Li An's feet were frozen in place.

She turned her head and said faintly, "I saw them clearly."

"Really?" Li An's laughter rang in her ears.

Frost Snow's expression changed slightly.

What she had frozen was just an afterimage!

The next second.

Li An's palm suddenly pressed against Frost Snow's abdomen.

This was the location of an elementalist's spiritual palace, equivalent to their vital point. Once pressed, no matter how vast the source energy within them was, they couldn't mobilize it.

"If you were to unleash a large-scale attack, I might be helpless, but an elementalist's weakness is too fatal."

"What can you do to me now?"

Just as he finished speaking, Li An suddenly froze, thinking that this posture was a bit inappropriate.

He was standing behind Frost Snow, one arm around her waist pressing her abdomen, and speaking over her shoulder.

Frost Snow's ears seemed to be slightly red.

Li An quickly let go.

Frost Snow turned and looked straight at Li An, seriously saying, "I will definitely win against you."

"With only my fists!"

In this firm and serious tone, there was no trace of the blue doll from before.

Li An touched Frost Snow's forehead.

It was 28 degrees!

"How do you feel?" Li An asked.

"Much better."

"Your body temperature rising will kill you. Are you uncomfortable now?"

"A little." Frost Snow frowned.

But the next second, she relaxed her brows and smiled slightly, "But I'd rather stay in this state and die in thirty days than live like an ice sculpture for two years."

Her voice was steady, gentle, full of emotion, and her personal will was strong.

Li An clapped his hands and said, "I like people like you!"

"But remember, if you're really going to die, tell your father."

"If he kills me in a fit of anger, that would be terrible."

"Of course." Frost Snow nodded lightly.

After speaking, Frost Snow turned and stared at the sandbag in front of her, shaking her shoulders with her back to Li An.

Li An was also preparing to enter his dream to train.

Suddenly, his Star Platform bell rang!

Li An looked down and raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Sanfeng.

Uncle Zhang!

His father's good older brother.

He answered the phone.

A hearty voice came from the other end, "An'er!"

"I heard you're going to change your profession tomorrow."

"You... are you really determined to become a strategist?"

"Alas, I know, your talent is indeed perfect for a strategist."

"But your background will bring you some trouble."

"Why not practice boxing?"

"Practicing boxing is good!"

Li An replied with a smile, "I am practicing boxing."

"I'm going to become a boxing cultivator."

"Who said I was going to become a strategist?"

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Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed slightly, and he said, "A friend of mine told me."

"He said he's coming to pick you up right now."

"Who?" Li An asked, puzzled.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng abruptly stood up and said, "Meng Chen, you don't know him. It's bad, he's going to use force!"

"Wait for me at home!"

Above the First Great Wall, the First War Zone.

A sturdy man with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, disheveled hair, and wearing a plain white robe suddenly shot up into the air!

On the other side.

After Old Zhu finished his meeting, he also got in his car and headed towards Li An's house, with a calm-looking strategist sitting in the passenger seat.

The strategist's name was Meng Chen, he came from the First Great Wall, and his status was extremely high.

From the moment Li An's dream was detected at the age of twelve, he had been targeted by Meng Chen and his strategist friends.

For these six years, although he hadn't contacted Li An, he had been constantly watching him.

This child loved to play, loved freedom, and had a very casual style, but he was still very steady at crucial moments. This alone made Li An even more outstanding.

Six years, he should have played and made enough noise. It's time for him to have the bearing of a great figure and do what an Infinite-level should do.

"Can you guarantee that Li An will definitely enter this year's Hall of Human Kings?"

Meng Chen said expressionlessly, "Strategists don't like to joke."

"That's good." Old Zhu nodded heavily.

At this moment, he also felt a little uneasy.

Because Meng Chen was even more indifferent than he had imagined. There were almost no human emotions on his face.

Li An would definitely not like to be with someone like this.

But things had come to this point.

Moreover, joining Meng Chen's forces would guarantee Li An's entry into the Hall of Human Kings.

That was the strongest class in the highest institution of the human realm, a place where human geniuses like Li He gathered. Li An would definitely receive excellent training there and become one of the guardian deities of the human realm in the future!

Suddenly, Meng Chen looked down at the watch on his wrist, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Drive faster, I only have five minutes."

Old Zhu couldn't help but ask, "Is it about the First War Zone?"

Previously, Li Tang had also received news that Kels of the Demon Realm had come to the First War Zone of the Seventh Great Wall to provoke humanity, wanting to set up a ring at the border and have a grand duel with the current human prodigies.

Humanity had no reason not to accept this challenge.

But to be safe, there had to be sufficiently powerful humans to hold the line, and Meng Chen was one of them.