If Meng Chao's right fist pushed Raging Bull Force to its limit, unleashing an irresistible, peerlessly fierce burst of power.
Then his left fist brought the essence of Ripple Force into full play, as though an entire ocean had leaked from between his fingers, silently and incomparably yielding as it poured into the shattered rock wall.
Unlike his right fist, which had torn apart rock walls across a radius of several hundred meters, the power of his left fist was confined to a range of merely two or three meters before him.
Yet it further broke down the shattered rock, pulverizing it into the finest grains of sand, which flowed like water from either side of his fist and down beneath his feet.
A fairly intact crater about three meters in diameter appeared before Meng Chao.
As though it had been blasted out by a meteorite or missile.
Meng Chao nodded and cast a sidelong glance at the flood peak not far away.
At this moment, the flood peak was still seven or eight hundred meters away from him.
"Looks like I need to speed things up!"
Meng Chao muttered.
His arms vanished.
There was still not the slightest sound, nor any flash of light or plume of smoke.
Yet the rocks before him seemed to be rammed, torn apart, and devoured without cease by an invisible giant beast, turning into the finest quicksand and disappearing beneath his feet.
As for Meng Chao himself, he became a high-speed humanoid tunnel-boring machine, burrowing ever deeper into the mountain under the savage bombardment of his fists, which swung hundreds of times per second.
Before long, Meng Chao had carved a long tunnel through the mountain rock.
Because the tunnel was extremely cramped, forming a sealed environment much like a firecracker or gun