After John left.
Meng Yan gazed at the giant Werewolf charging towards him and took a deep breath.
The Blood Energy Flying Blade in the air directly disintegrated, transforming into wisps of Blood Energy that returned to Meng Yan's body.
Then, he actually charged directly at the giant Werewolf.
"Let me see how powerful I am now!"
Meng Yan swung his fist, carrying a massive amount of Blood Energy, and smashed it fiercely towards the Blue-Eyed Werewolf below.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf sneered and said,
"Good timing!"
He threw a punch, which collided fiercely with Meng Yan's fist.
Meng Yan's body trembled slightly, feeling a powerful force emanating from his fist.
A crushing pressure surged over him.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gathered his internal power and suddenly pressed downwards.
The massive Blue-Eyed Werewolf was actually forced back a few steps by him.
Immediately after, Meng Yan's figure didn't retreat at all; he seized the opportunity, striking with both fists simultaneously, his offense as swift as a dragon, raining down blows like a torrent.
Each punch was surrounded by crimson energy, carrying powerful corrosive properties.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf showed no fear, frantically waving his two wolf claws, parrying Meng Yan's punches one by one.
His internal magic power surged, also gathering on his wolf claws, clashing head-on with Meng Yan's fists.
But after a series of attacks, his sharp wolf claws could only leave shallow white marks on Meng Yan's fists.
In contrast, Meng Yan's fists left various deep and shallow imprints on the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's magic armor.
Traces of crimson energy still lingered on the fist marks.
Constantly eroding the armor.
In some places, the armor had already been corroded into small holes, revealing the dark black fur beneath.
Boom! Boom!
Before long, Meng Yan and the Blue-Eyed Werewolf had already exchanged several rounds of blows.
A strange look appeared in the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's eyes.
A mere Blood Clan member could actually engage him in close-quarters combat, not falling behind in strength at all, and even subtly suppressing him.
Even if the Shadow Werewolf's physical strength wasn't the strongest among Werewolves of the same rank, it shouldn't be something a Blood Clan member's weak body could contend with, right?
This Blood Clan member was not normal.
Up until now, he hadn't seen him release any second-tier Blood Clan Magic; he only chose to fight in close combat, which was truly strange.
Thinking of this, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's heart sank; it seemed that without showing some real skill, there would be no way to deal with this newly promoted Blood Clan Viscount.
Roar!
He let out a roar.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf's arms instantly swelled up, revealing exaggerated muscle curves that even his dark fur couldn't conceal, showcasing a strange, powerful aesthetic.
Secret Skill, Mountain Shatter!
In just an instant, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's arm strength increased significantly.
Bang!
With just one strike.
Meng Yan was directly sent flying backwards.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf leaped high, stepping on the air as if on solid ground.
He actually started running in mid-air, step by step.
And his speed was incredibly fast; in just a few breaths, he caught up to Meng Yan, who was still flying backward.
While Meng Yan's footing was still unstable, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf, stepping on a mass of magic power condensed beneath his feet in mid-air, used it to gain leverage and leaped high again.
He swung his arms like two iron whips, lashing downwards.
As he swung, explosive sounds echoed through the air.
Whack! Whack!
The immense force whipped directly onto Meng Yan's body.
Meng Yan's body was struck, falling rapidly.
With a loud crash.
Meng Yan plummeted heavily onto the ground of the boundless wasteland like a meteor, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
As the dust settled.
A figure stood up from the ground.
Meng Yan brushed the dust from his collar.
A hint of a smile appeared on his handsome, cold face.
He was completely unharmed!
His physique was even more powerful than he had imagined.
When he first arrived in this world, he spent five years strengthening his body with pure energy, and when he fought Mark, his physical strength was still far inferior.
Now, only three years have passed.
His physical strength, having just entered the second tier, could already go head-to-head with a second-tier lower-rank Werewolf, almost evenly matched.
No, it was stronger than the Werewolf!
Although the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's Secret Skill just now knocked him out of the air, it didn't harm him in the slightest.
Moreover, in the previous battle.
Meng Yan had only used thirty percent of his physical strength!
He was able to strengthen his body to this extent in just three years.
This was also thanks to him consecutively absorbing an Evil Spirit and two spirit demons with his divine spark.
The divine spark released much more pure energy than before.
Furthermore, the rate of increase in his physical strength was growing steadily.
In the previous five years, most of the pure energy was used to compensate for his physical foundation and solidify his base.
Once the foundation was solid, the degree of physical enhancement naturally soared.
Meng Yan grinned, looking up at the Blue-Eyed Werewolf swooping down from the sky.
"Warm-up's over!"
He stomped his foot, and using the recoil, shot out like a cannonball.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf's Secret Skill effect on his arms was still active and had not receded.
Seeing Meng Yan charge over, he naturally had no fear.
With the Mountain Shatter Secret Skill activated, his strength had more than doubled.
Now, even compared to the Metal Werewolf, who had the strongest physique among Werewolves, his strength was probably not far off.
Mountain Shatter was the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's unique Secret Skill; with this Secret Skill, as a Shadow Werewolf, he would not fear anyone in direct combat!
Gathering strength in his arms, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf struck downwards at Meng Yan below.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two sides clashed again.
First, there was a moment of silence, and then... Ah! Ah! Ah!
Screams erupted from the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's mouth.
His arms were twisted into a strange shape.
All the bones inside were fractured, his muscles torn, and he couldn't exert any strength.
Before he could react.
Meng Yan followed up with another punch, striking him directly in the chest.
Crash!
The blue magic armor shattered directly, and pieces fell from the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's body, then disintegrated into pure magic power.
His chest caved in, while his back protruded significantly.
A large mouthful of fresh blood sprayed directly from his mouth.
Meng Yan's expression remained unchanged, as he punched the Werewolf's body repeatedly.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf was utterly defenseless.
Bang! Bang!
Thudding sounds, like hitting a sandbag, continuously emanated from his body.
But after a short while.
He barely had any intact bones left in his body.
Immediately after, Meng Yan, seizing the advantage, flew above the Blue-Eyed Werewolf.
Then, gathering all his strength, he used his fist as a hammer and smashed down fiercely.
Boom!
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf was heavily slammed onto the ground.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
Lying on the ground, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf gasped violently.
At the same time, with each gasp, his chest was accompanied by tearing pain.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
He had actually been defeated by a Blood Clan member, solely relying on physical strength.
At the same time, his heart was also filled with unwillingness.
Initially, seeing the Blood Clan member in front of him engage in close combat, he believed that relying on the Mountain Shatter Secret Skill would be enough to win.
So he didn't even use the attacking magic tools on his body.
He never expected that in an instant, Meng Yan would unleash astonishing power, and he would be beaten without any power to retaliate.
In the end, he didn't even have time to take out his magic tools.
He could never have imagined that Meng Yan, who fought him at the beginning, had only used thirty percent of his strength.