Chapter 948: Encountering the Unreliable "Mysterious Man" Again

"Oh, this storm is really a big trouble." Zhang Meng clapped his hands, with a smile on his face, looking at the ruins in front of him. There was no panic on his face, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and he could still leisurely drink a cup of tea and eat some melon seeds.

He walked towards the distance, the sand under his feet gently rising with his steps, and walking with him was the mysterious power of the desert - the sandstorm.

"Hey! Zhang Meng! Stop right there, you bastard!"

An angry shout was heard, Zhang Meng stopped and looked down, and suddenly a mysterious man in a black robe and mask appeared in front of him.

Zhang Meng raised his eyebrows slightly, still smiling: "Hey, isn't this the Storm Boss from before? You caught up so quickly? Didn't you say that Storm Boss would take longer? You are so impatient, it seems very unprofessional."

When Storm Boss saw that Zhang Meng didn't seem to be affected at all, he was so angry that his voice became hoarse: "You! Can't you be serious? I just released the most powerful sandstorm, but you were fine. Not even a speck of sand was on you! Who are you?"

"Oh, me?" Zhang Meng shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm just a desert travel expert. I'm familiar with all windy and sandy terrain, especially 'low-level' sandstorms like yours. Hehe, I travel around the desert. How can a minor storm like yours pose a threat to me?"

Storm Boss's expression had changed from anger to livid: "What you said... is too contemptuous! You are provoking me!"

"Provocation?" Zhang Meng smiled. "How dare I? You are no match for me anyway. I'll leave the provocation to you to handle!"

“You…how powerful do you think you are?” Storm Boss stared at Zhang Meng, “I am the King of Storms! I control not just the sand, but the entire desert! You kid…don’t be too proud!”

"Oh? King of the Desert?" Zhang Meng pinched his chin. "So, you are the overlord of this desert? Then can you tell me how many types of 'kings' there are in the desert?"

Storm Boss was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Uh..." Zhang Meng pointed at the desert around him. "There are so many winds and storms in the desert. According to what you said, you are the 'Storm King'. Is there no 'Desert King' and 'Wind and Sand King' in the desert?"

Storm Boss was speechless for a moment, and his heart was even more furious: "You are right, there are indeed many kinds of kings in the desert, but can you be the king of any of them? Since you are so 'easy', why don't you come and challenge me!"

Zhang Meng smiled generously: "Challenge? I challenge you? Are you serious or are you kidding?"

"Do you dare to look down on me?" Storm Boss clenched his fists. "I tell you, the desert is my territory! You don't even know the basic rules of the desert! Today I will let you see who the real king of the desert is!"

"Oh? Then I'd really like to see how strong the King of the Desert can be!" Zhang Meng touched his chin, "But don't say I didn't remind you that the desert is not necessarily your territory."

Storm Boss was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Zhang Meng smiled at him, "Wait for you to show your performance."

As soon as the words fell, Storm Boss's momentum changed instantly, as if a brand new storm had erupted in him. Storm Boss waved his hands violently, and the sand around him was sucked into his body frantically, like a hurricane, a gust of sand and dust swept violently.

"Is the good show about to begin?" A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Meng's eyes. His figure had begun to speed up. His feet were no longer moving slowly, but changing rapidly with the actions of the Storm Boss. Zhang Meng actually began to merge with the storm's sand and dust.

The sandstorm became more intense, as if the entire desert began to tremble. Zhang Meng's figure had disappeared in the wind and sand. The only thing that could be seen clearly was his smiling voice.

"Hehe, your sandstorm is quite powerful, but your power control is still a little lacking. If you make the slightest mistake, the entire desert will be devoured by you!"

"Shut up!" Storm Boss roared, "Just wait for your death!"

As he roared, an even more violent sandstorm swept over, however, this time the sandstorm seemed to be different. The sand and dust were mixed with tiny wind blades, constantly cutting the air.

Zhang Meng's eyes flashed, and his figure suddenly appeared, like a black lightning, quickly passing through the center of the storm and rushing towards the storm boss.

A hint of surprise flashed across Storm Boss's eyes, and then he immediately reacted, suddenly retracting the sandstorm force he had released, preparing to defend against Zhang Meng's attack.

However, Zhang Meng still stood there with a smile on his face, and whispered: "You, 'Storm Boss', are really too impatient. I won't attack you, but I want to see how you end up next."

Storm Boss was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Meng turned around and pointed around: "I said, your sandstorm is really powerful. It's strong enough. But whether you can avoid my attack is another matter. Do you dare to do it?"

"You! You are simply..." Storm Boss was almost furious, "Come on if you have the guts!"

"Okay, since you are so excited, I will satisfy you." Zhang Meng waved his hand, turned around and rushed over quickly.

The sandstorm seemed to be really out of control, with strong winds sweeping in, sand flying all around, and Storm Boss's body began to shake.

"Humph! You want to interfere with me?" Storm Boss's eyes flashed like lightning, "I'll show you what it means to be the true ruler of the desert!"

However, Zhang Meng suddenly stopped and smiled faintly: "Seeing that you are so anxious, have you forgotten that the power of the Storm King is limited?"

Storm Boss was stunned: "What..."

At the moment he was stunned, Zhang Meng pointed his finger, and a lightning-like light shot out from his fingertips and directly hit the core of the sandstorm of Storm Boss. Immediately, the violent sand and dust turbulence was beaten to pieces.

"Now you have no way to fight back, right?" Zhang Meng said with a faint smile.

Storm Boss's eyes froze, and his body shook violently: "You..."

"What do you think, Boss Storm? You are still too impatient." Zhang Meng smiled. "Do you want to suppress me? Sorry, the desert is not as easy to control as you think."

Storm Boss's eyes were filled with confusion and unwillingness. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. Today I admit that you are better than me, but in the future..."

"You can practice later." Zhang Meng waved his hand and walked away. "Remember, you are not the only king of the desert. Anyone can become the king here, unless you surpass everyone."

Storm Boss watched Zhang Meng leave, his heart filled with mixed emotions - anger and admiration.

As for Zhang Meng, he walked leisurely into the distance in a cloud of dust, ready to take on the next bigger challenge.