บท 85: Chapter 84: Oh no, Young Master Meng Chong has fainted

It let out a low roar, its feet and hands stepping on the wall, its golden body rising like a dragon!

With a few leaps, it arrived beneath Meng Chong.

At the moment of exertion, its body suddenly spread out, like a giant war bow being drawn, showcasing the beauty of power.

Its right arm thrust out fiercely, clearly with great force, yet it felt light and agile, like a crane spreading its wings.

Then, Dasheng's palm fell gently, its five fingers nimble as if it were still alive, landing on the puppet's head of Meng Chong.

A light twist, a quick wrench.

When it landed on the ground, its toes touched first, and then its arms, like a cloak, wings against its sides, slid down swiftly, bringing a bright red shadow.

The gust of wind howled, but when it landed, it was nearly silent.

In stark contrast was the sound of Meng Chong hitting the ground.

A loud bang reverberated inside Checkpoint No. 3.