Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

Well, mostly beautiful.

It is pleasing to the eye and makes people happy.

"gentlemen."

Ying Da clenched his fists and said, "Sir, why do you need to take action against such a rude person?"

"How about I go and get rid of him?"

At this moment, no matter how Yingda looked at Tartaglia, he felt that he deserved a beating.

I really want to punch that fake-smiling face with my flaming fist.

She actually had the guts to provoke the gentleman and disturb them from enjoying their breakfast.

Who asked you to treat me?

Who needs your two Moras?

shameless.

It's disgusting just to look at.

"Don't worry, just play with him."

Meng Xing smiled and shook his head: "Let's keep him for now, Zhongli still has some use."

"If you really can't stand it, just find a time to beat him up."

"Just don't kill him."

This guy is still a piece on Zhongli's chessboard.

Used to ignite the long-accumulated conflicts in Liyue.

It is still somewhat useful.

And, well, there's probably no one among the Fatui who could be better utilized than Tartaglia.

As for whether Yingda can defeat Tartaglia.

Meng Xing didn't think much about this.

Star-eating whale?

The trouble is the fetal water, which was never this pet whale.

"Hey, man, it's done, shall we go now?"

After paying the bill, Tartaglia ran out quickly.

He was afraid that Meng Xing would stand him up.

"Let's go~"

Meng Xing smiled slightly and waved his hand suddenly.

Group teleport, on!

The tiny magic circle flashed and the figures of the three people disappeared in an instant.

Solitary Cloud Pavilion, on the coast.

Three figures emerged silently.

"this..."

"That's great, my good friend."

Looking at the nearby sea and Liyue Harbor in the distance.

Tartaglia was completely stunned.

Space transfer?

What a pleasant surprise.

Yingda didn't react much, after all, he had experienced it before.

There are also immortals who are proficient in the art of space movement.

Her younger brother Xiao is one of them.

Moreover, no matter what happens to Mr. Meng Xing.

Isn't that what should be done?

"Okay, okay, I can't wait to fight you again."

"My good friend, can we start now?"

Tartaglia's face was full of smiles.

As his hands danced, two short blades made of water elements emerged.

He didn't draw his bow, which showed his respect for Meng Xing.

After all, he really hasn't fully mastered this thing yet.

Using a bow in front of Meng Xing seemed a bit contemptuous.

"can."

Meng Xing nodded without taking any weapons.

Just with bare hands.

Yingda slowly floated up and landed, watching from a distance.

"I say, man."

"You don't use weapons?"

Tartaglia raised a brow.

I feel a little bit looked down upon.

"My fists and feet are still good."

Meng Xing raised his hand calmly.

Signaling the other party that they can attack.

arms?

What weapons to use!

If I use weapons and skills to beat you, isn't that bullying?

Just have fun with it.

"Okay"

Tartaglia's eyes darkened, and the mask on his face suddenly fell, covering his face.

Surrounded by a subtle stream of water, a figure rushed towards him.

He hid behind his back with the blade in his left hand, and without hesitation, he slashed the short blade in his right hand towards Meng Xing's neck.

Every move is fatal.

"A little slower."

Facing this knife, Meng Xing raised his hand slowly, surrounded by drops of holy light, and snapped his fingers.

Boom~

A loud bang was heard.

The powerful force caused the water dagger in Tartaglia's hand to disintegrate instantly.

'You can't force it.'

His face changed under the mask, and he twisted his body without hesitation, relieving the force while taking advantage of the momentum. His left hand, hidden behind his back, holding a short blade, stabbed Meng Xing's chest and abdomen like a ghost.

Meng Xing defended with his right hand, and directly grabbed the short blade with two fingers, so that the short blade could not move forward any further.

He twisted his fingers hard.

Boom~

The crisp sound rang out again,

The short blade exploded again.

The next moment, he put his two fingers together, and the flames gathered and pointed at the center of Tartaglia's eyebrows.

Tartaglia's face changed involuntarily, and the elemental power surged, carrying his body as he retreated rapidly.

"That's awesome, man!"

When his feet touched the ground, Tartaglia shook his slightly numb hands:

"Man, this is not authentic."

"Is this still acceptable?"

"You can't cheat like this."

One round.

Not only did they take away his two swords, they also forced him to withdraw.

Is this what you call acceptable?

Then what am I?

Waste?

"It's really okay, I'm not lying to you."

"If we only talk about fist and kick skills, I may not be able to beat Zhongli."

Meng Xing just smiled and shook his head.

After all, his position is a tactician.

The main professions and skills are all focused on knights and priests.

He is not a professional boxer.

His boxing skills are just okay.

However, it is more than enough to deal with Tartaglia.

"Sure enough, I knew that Zhongli was not a weak guy."

Tartaglia's fighting spirit rose, and a few flashes of lightning burst out from his body:

"Man, I'm going to be serious from now on."

"..."

You even used the evil eye, you really are a battle maniac.

OK, I'll satisfy you today.

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Chapter 46: Meng Xing: This is ~Pava! (Please collect and give flowers!!!)

"Well, let's get going, man!"

"Take my move!"

Surrounded by lightning, the double-edged broken sword was replaced by a double-headed spear wrapped in purple lightning.

Tartaglia kicked the ground, and his speed suddenly increased under the blessing of thunder.

The double-headed gun flew out instantly and turned into a circular lightning blade under the swift thunder, striking straight down.

"That's the way it should be."

Meng Xing waved his sleeves without dodging or evading. He clenched his right fist, surrounded by blazing flames, and punched out directly.

Dang~