Chapter 947: An unexpected "storm" meeting

"Bam—"

A deafening roar broke the tranquility of the entire desert. Zhang Meng narrowed his eyes, looked up at the collapsed sand hill in front of him, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, this sandstorm comes just in time." He clapped his hands, and a few drifting dust particles behind him appeared and disappeared in the air like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

In the distance, a mysterious figure gradually emerged. It was a powerful being wearing a black robe. His face could not be seen under the mask. He was tall and exuded a chilling aura.

"Who are you?" Zhang Meng stretched slowly and calmly, "Do you know that I'm waiting for a super interesting desert storm? Your coming here just gives me some entertainment."

The man sneered, his voice low and full of oppression: "You are very confident."

Zhang Meng smiled and said, "I've never been confident, at least in a place like the desert, I have no reason not to be confident. Look, I haven't even warmed up yet, and your 'storm' has already brought me a little bit of a weak impact. Do you feel embarrassed?"

The man's face changed, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes: "Do you know who I am?"

"I know." Zhang Meng curled his lips indifferently, "You are the arrogant desert boss, right? Oh no, it should be the 'Storm Boss'. Judging from your aura, you are definitely not an ordinary person."

Storm Boss? This made the mysterious man feel unhappy: "Storm Boss is not someone you can just laugh at."

Zhang Meng yawned lazily, "Oh, I really can't laugh at you casually, after all, your 'Storm' is really powerful. Your momentum is simply not something that an ordinary person like me can contend with. Right?"

The mysterious man was stunned and was about to refute, but Zhang Meng suddenly lowered his voice and said, "You are asking for trouble." "Don't you think what I said makes sense? You are powerful and the storm is big, but unfortunately, you have worked in vain when you hit me."

"You--!" The mysterious man waved his hand angrily, and a strong wind blew up in the desert instantly, blowing up large amounts of sand and dust in the air. As he moved, waves of sandstorms swept in, aiming directly at Zhang Meng.

"Oh, here it comes." Zhang Meng was not panicked at all. Instead, he stretched lazily and whispered, "You just want to use this storm to show me how powerful you are, right? But, let me tell you, my ability to survive in the desert is very strong!"

The sandstorm instantly surrounded Zhang Meng. He stood in the storm, his body not wavering at all, his eyes still calm.

"What kind of skill is this? Why do you look like you're eating sand?" Zhang Meng looked at the fierce storm with a joking tone, "It looks like you're delivering a package to me. Isn't it a bit too slow?"

"Shut up!" The mysterious man shouted angrily and clasped his hands together. As he issued the order, sandstorms from all directions instantly surrounded Zhang Meng and pressed down hard. The sand and dust seemed to swallow Zhang Meng alive.

Zhang Meng flicked his fingertips lightly, and the surrounding storm was instantly suppressed by an invisible force. The sand and dust stopped instantly, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify.

"Wow, so that's how it is." Zhang Meng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Your storm is good and powerful, but... can you add some ingredients? The current storm is like an ant on a hot pot, why can't it ignite me?"

The mysterious man's face suddenly changed, and he was shocked to find that the sandstorm he used no longer posed any threat. Zhang Meng's body was still intact, and even the sand and dust could not fall on him.

"How on earth did you do it?" The mysterious man could no longer remain calm, and his tone was filled with undisguised astonishment.

Zhang Meng smiled proudly, "Secrets, there are too many things you don't know. Let's not talk about that for now, let's get on with business. Your storm is based on a sandstorm, and it does have a very strong force, but your energy is limited, right? And I think the source of your power is also sand? Unfortunately, this thing is just air in front of me."

"You can avoid my storm so easily!" The mysterious man stared at Zhang Meng in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

Zhang Meng spread his hands: "You find it incredible? You just found out about it, is it too late to retreat?"

Storm Boss was a little dazed, but soon he regained his composure: "No matter how you try to escape, the final result will be the same. You will die today."

Zhang Meng shook his head and smiled even more brightly: "With your level, you still dare to say that you will die? Fine, fine, then let's see how you beat me. Come on, I'll wait."

"Do you really think you can escape from all this?" Storm Boss was furious. He waved his hands and instantly controlled the sandstorm on the ground to surround Zhang Meng tightly, leaving almost no gap.

Zhang Meng was not impatient, he suddenly stepped on the ground, the whole desert shook instantly, the storm stopped abruptly. The sand in all directions was pulled back by an invisible force, as if all the sand was under Zhang Meng's control.

"Oh, that's amazing." Zhang Meng said with a hint of joking, "Do you really think you are the king of the desert?"

Storm Boss was stunned, his expression became more complicated: "You, who are you?"

"Me?" Zhang Meng licked his lips, his eyes flashing, "I am Zhang Meng, you only need to remember these three words."

Storm Boss's face darkened, and he obviously realized at this moment that he had completely underestimated Zhang Meng.

"Forget it, I'll let you go today." Zhang Meng waved his hand casually, "You didn't cause me much trouble with such a big storm. Just think of it as a desert tour for me!"

"You..." Storm Boss was stunned. He didn't expect that the sandstorm he had created with all his strength could be broken so easily, and there was not even any threat at all.

"Don't just stand there, go back and practice hard." Zhang Meng waved his hand, "I'll give you a suggestion, the sandstorm is too monotonous, consider adding some other elements, like...fire, lightning, etc. Otherwise, you can only be a breeze and bright moon in the desert, nothing to be afraid of."

After saying that, Zhang Meng turned and left, leaving the Storm Boss looking at him in astonishment.

“You…” Storm Boss looked at Zhang Meng’s back, and a stronger anger ignited in his heart, “No! I will never let you go easily!”

But Zhang Meng had disappeared in the distance, and the desert returned to silence again.