Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao and his party followed Xi Xiangping and quickly left the busy city and came to a garden with silky green grass and the fragrance of flowers.

Surrounded by rugged rockeries and tall trees, it is cool and windless.

In the large square paved with white marble, there are more than a dozen long wooden tables covered with red cloth, on which wine, tea, pastries, candied snacks, fruits, etc. are placed. Is there anyone who is greedy or hungry? Hungry, can be served on top, somewhat similar to a modern buffet bar.

In the square, there are many men and women, gathered in groups of three or two, talking together. There are quite a few people.

This scene was rare, and for Meng Rong, it was even more strange. She pulled Xi Xiangping around and asked her questions.

When I walked to a table, I saw the washed bright red jujubes. I pouted, and tentatively stretched out my hand to grab two. Seeing that no one was paying attention, I breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed them into my mouth with a smile, and ate them loudly. ring.

Meng Zhao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this woman was quite forward-thinking and very smart. Thinking of this way of entertaining others, it was already the prototype of a club.

He happened to be thirsty after walking around, so he asked Lu Le to put the flowers on the stone steps aside, poured two cups of tea, held them in his hands, and followed Meng Chuan around while secretly observing the people here and remembering their family backgrounds. identity.

Sure enough, there are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no white men in the world. These men and women who come to the banquet have two main characteristics.

The first is to be talented.

Literary people are knowledgeable, can speak a few lines of poetry, and have their own opinions on national political affairs and local affairs.

Not to mention whether it is correct or not, at least it is not the kind of pustule with nothing in the stomach.

In addition to literature, martial arts is also a measure of talent.

Although many people are not literati, their martial arts practice should not be underestimated, and they even accounted for the majority of the guests at this banquet.

Second, it means having a family background, either having power or wealth.

For example, the father of this one is a certain tooth general in the state capital, the uncle of that one is the leader of a certain gang, and the other one is the son of a big businessman...

All in all, the quality of the guests attending the banquet was high and they were not fooling around.

It's a pity that Shen Tianci doesn't seem to have arrived yet, otherwise the field wouldn't be a mess now.

Rather, it is the centerpiece that attracts everyone’s attention and attention.

I have to admit that there is such a kind of person in this world. No matter when and where he is, he is the focus, center, and protagonist. Shen Tianci is one of the best.

As members of the Meng family, Meng Zhao, Meng Chuan, and Meng Rong's brother and sister are considered to be the top group among everyone, and many people come to fawn over them.

Especially some women who think they are pretty and handsome men have ulterior motives.

What a woman wants is nothing more than to find a husband who will help her husband and raise children, so that she will have no regrets in life.

Needless to say, the family background of the Meng family has passed down generations of nobles and is a wealthy family in Jizhou. One of the Meng family brothers is handsome and handsome, while the other has a majestic appearance and is powerful and masculine. They are also very rare and are naturally sought after.

As the little princess of the Meng family, Meng Rong was stunningly beautiful at a young age, and her reputation in Nan'an County was also very resounding. Naturally, there were many interested people who wanted to pick this little flower that had not yet grown.

If he becomes Nan Anbo's son-in-law, he will not have to worry about his future in this life, and there will be many wild bees and butterflies.

Of course, there were also people who were hostile to the Meng family, most of whom were vassals of the Sun family. They kept a respectful distance from the three of them and never spoke to them.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, look, someone is about to fight."

Just as Meng Zhao was finishing dealing with a flirtatious woman who was making secret glances at him, he heard Meng Rong's slightly excited voice and turned to look.

At some point, an open space had been cleared in the center of the square. Two young men took off their outer robes and stretched their muscles, as if they were ready to take action.

Meng Zhao was confused, and just as he was about to ask a question, he heard Xi Xiangping's slightly cold and clear voice,

"Young master Meng, there is no need to worry. These two do not have any personal grudges, but they often compete in martial arts at gatherings.

If there are people who are more advanced in martial arts, they will also comment on the two people's martial arts and let them strive for excellence, which is a good way to improve their martial arts. "

Working behind closed doors is not the right path. Pooling ideas and pooling the wisdom of everyone will have a better future. Meng Zhao understands this truth. However, in such public view, even if it is just a discussion, if he loses, he will look bad and his reputation will be damaged.

Meng Chuan was extremely excited. He was aggressive and aggressive, clenching his casserole-sized fists and bumping them in front of his chest. The strong wind howled and made a thumping sound, and he was eager to give it a try.

"Fourth brother, do you think that if Shen Tianci comes later, should I go up and demonstrate martial arts and ask him for guidance?"

"A good idea, but there are a lot of people here today, and you may not be able to get your turn. Let's see."

When two girls around Meng Chuan who were trying to get close to each other saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and they hurriedly hid aside and gave up the idea of ​​marrying Meng Chuan.

Although this man looked mighty and strong, he was also terrifying.

With their weak bodies, if they had a quarrel in the future, wouldn't it be possible to send them to the west with just one punch?

For the sake of life, let's forget it.

While Meng Zhao and others were talking, the two young men in the center of the square over there had already taken action.

One of them struck first, using a rather exquisite palm technique and excellent footwork.

Lu Le explained to Meng Zhao next to him,

"Young Master, this is the eldest son of the Nanying Martial Arts School in the city. He uses seven-step palm. Although the palm technique is fierce, it also pays attention to the up and down following each other, the hands and steps are in sync, and the force is used smoothly.

It's a pity that he didn't use it well and lacked connection. The palm was a palm and the legs were legs. He never integrated the two into one. "

I saw another person using a simple set of straight-forward, wide-open and closed boxing techniques, which was like a violent storm, beating back the young man using the seven-step palm.

Lu Le showed appreciation and said,

"Young Master, this person is not bad. He has practiced a simple set of Bear Demon Boxing in the army and developed the essence of it.

Especially the pushing hand move, he has practiced it to perfection.

Although its nature is late, its shape is the most majestic and its strength is as strong as a thousand stones. "

Meng Zhao secretly nodded. He has read a lot of martial arts books now. Although he has never practiced, his vision is not the same as before.

In terms of cultivation alone, these two people are almost the same as him. They should both be in the state of acquiring a little bit of success by accumulating energy and turning it into the sea.

However, Meng Zhao is now about to open up Rujiang Dantian (Seven Red Flags), and his foundation is so strong that it cannot be compared with these two.

The specific kung fu, whether it is the seven-step palm or the Demon Bear Fist, is too rough compared to the iron-smelting hand, and is completely incomparable.

However, watching others fight in this way can also sharpen one's own fighting awareness and experience, which is somewhat helpful.

Not long after, the young man with seven steps of palm was defeated and was punched in the chest.

Although his opponent had restrained his strength and was not injured, his expression was still not very good. He glanced at the young man opposite him coldly, turned around and left without saying a word. He obviously felt that he had lost face and had no shame to stay.

This is what Meng Zhao was worried about before. It's okay to win, but if he loses, he will be embarrassed.

Others seemed to be used to this, chatting and laughing, and expressing their opinions on the two of them.

They had seen this kind of lack of measure when losing, not once or twice.

At this moment, another group of people came from the entrance of the garden square. Meng Zhao's face changed slightly when he saw them, and his eyes were like a cold pool.