Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

For Shi Siming, even if he blocked the opened meridians and the three successful powers, he was still 70% sure of defeating Meng Wen, not to mention Meng Zhao, who was far inferior to Meng Wen in his eyes.

And in this way, others can't say anything about him. After all, he has moved closer to fairness to the maximum extent.

Meng Zhao had long wanted to use Shi Siming to become famous, so he took the initiative to ask Meng Wen about Shi Siming's martial arts, and also sent people to search for information. It can be said that he thought carefully in order to increase the chips for victory.

Originally, he felt that even if the opponent's skills were not sealed, he would have a 60% chance of winning if he calculated mentally but not intentionally, and then relied on the power of the Earth Spirit Pearl.

If the opponent's skill is reduced and is similar to him, then the six points here are counted, and if you add two more points, you will end up with eight points.

The two of them had a lot of calculations in their minds. As for who is more skilled, it still depends on their performance on the spot.

Seeing that neither Meng Zhao nor Shi Siming had any objections, Shen Tianci walked up to Shi Siming, stretched out his delicate and white palms and put them against his back. A golden halo spread in his palms, and soon merged into Shi Siming like water droplets. inside the body.

After a moment, Meng Zhao sensed that the mighty power in Shi Siming's body was reduced out of thin air, and the oppressive momentum like a volcano about to erupt was also reduced a lot.

I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I don't know if all the innate true energy is so mysterious and unpredictable, or if only the Taiyi Golden Book of the Shen family in Jinling has such a miraculous effect. It can seal the breath in the human body. It is completely natural and has no awkwardness.

At this time, Meng Chuan hurriedly approached Meng Zhao, tugged on his sleeves, and said with a solemn expression,

"Fifth brother, are you really determined to fight Shi Siming? I know that your martial arts have improved rapidly recently, but Shi Siming is by no means a warrior in the ordinary perception, but a genius carefully cultivated by the Fire Dragon Cave.

Whether it is strength, wisdom in battle, experience, or even talent, he is the best among his peers.

And if it's just a simple discussion, it's fine. Look at Hu Yingming's triumphant expression, there must be something wrong with it. I think it's better to forget it. "

Meng Chuan was really worried about Meng Zhao, and deep down, he felt that Meng Zhao was no match for Shi Siming.

In the event of defeat, not only would there be a high chance of injury, but the reputation of the Meng family would also plummet to the bottom after Meng Wen and Meng Zhao were defeated again and again.

After all, the younger generation symbolizes future potential. How can a family with such a miserable future have a bright future?

Who would have expected that before Meng Zhao spoke, Meng Rong, who had been holding Meng Zhao's arm, objected,

"How can this work? We have already agreed upon it now. If we regret it temporarily, what will others think of Fourth Brother?

I think the fourth brother looks confident and must be sure. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. "

Meng Rong was an eccentric person. She noticed early on that Meng Zhao's attitude seemed inappropriate and he was too calm. If he wasn't stupid by nature, he would have been prepared.

In her opinion, even if Meng Zhao was not the first-class smart person in the world, he was still the second-class. In short, he would not let herself suffer.

Meng Chuan was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was true. He didn't understand Meng Zhao as well as Meng Rong.

As the elder brother of the two of them, even if they were only in name and not related by blood, Meng Zhao was still happy that the relationship between the two still had trust. He raised the corners of his lips and winked at the two of them in a rare and playful manner. vocal channel,

"Don't worry, I haven't been checking Shi Siming for a day or two. Just wait for my good news."

With that said, Meng Zhao strung the jade beads he was holding on his right wrist, walked over to Lu Le, handed him something from his arms, and then walked to the center of the square with his head held high.

Shen Tian was gifted with spiritual senses, and he instantly sensed the huge yet restrained essence, full of vitality.

Eyes like clear springs passed across Meng Zhao and Lu Le in surprise. Thinking of something, a mysterious smile appeared on their slightly immature faces, and they became more interested and expected for this battle.

The white marble was polished and smooth, like a mirror, vaguely reflecting Meng Zhao's figure.

The slender body is filled with strong vitality, and the lines all over the body are smooth. Although he is not the kind of muscular man who shocks the senses, the streamlined shape shows the terrifying explosive power.

On the opposite side, after exchanging a few words with Hu Yingming and Sun Chuanshan, Shi Siming also walked to the center of the field.

Just when everyone held their breath and widened their eyes, they wanted to see the mystery of the Fire Dragon Cave and the Meng family's magical skills.

Shi Siming spoke again, with unpredictable meaning,

"Before we spar, I have one more thing to ask. It is said that fists and feet are ruthless, and swords have no eyes.

Even though Mr. Meng and I are just having friendly discussions, if we are evenly matched, we will inevitably try our best and not be able to hold back.

If there are any serious consequences, how should we deal with them? "

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene was silent. Dozens of people looked at him quietly. Even if they didn't know what was going on, they could still smell the strong smell of gunpowder.

Before the fight even started, I thought about the consequences of serious injury or even death.

With such an attitude, one can imagine how intense the subsequent battle would be.

Hu Yingming appropriately spoke from the side,

"Yes, yes, but according to the character of us warriors, life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and honor are in heaven. Even if there are casualties, there will be no consequences."

The silence in Meng Zhao's heart was as deep as a deep pool, unfathomable, and the purple light in the depths of his eyes became more intense. There was nothing in front of him, only Shi Siming as his opponent.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, and his voice was light but had a power that made people's ears tremble, and said,

"Stop talking nonsense, have you prepared the life and death certificate? If so, just take it out and sign it."

At this time, Meng Zhao was very different from the gentle, gentle, and even worldly sophistication he usually displayed. He showed his sharp edge, speaking and doing things neatly and resolutely.

He didn't say a word of nonsense. He had a kind of attitude of taking life and death lightly and would do anything if he didn't accept it.

Hu Yingming looked at Meng Zhao suspiciously, and his heart suddenly felt. The life and death figure he had prepared in his arms suddenly felt too hot to take out, so he said with a sly expression,

"We didn't know beforehand that there would be this battle, so we didn't prepare for life or death.

However, since Mr. Shen is in front of him, there is no need for life and death.

Only the two of you have verbally agreed that there will be no consequences for life or death in this battle. In addition, everyone present is a person of honor and dignity, so I think they still have credibility. I don’t know, Monk Meng, what do you say? "

This was a complete plan to block Meng Zhao's escape route.

At this time, Hu Yingming's heart was filled with the relief and joy that his great revenge was about to be avenged. His cold eyes swept across Meng Zhao, and he couldn't help but recall the unprecedented humiliation he had suffered before, and secretly thought,

"Today is the day when your reputation, Monk Meng, will be ruined."

Meng Zhao looked calm, neither happy nor sad, and said,

"Okay, everyone will bear witness. The fight between me and Young Master Shi is all about discussion and there is no personal grudge. If there is any mistake and I am beaten to death or maimed, it has nothing to do with Young Master Shi."

Shi Siming's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Meng Zhao's handsome but expressionless face, he hesitated subconsciously. However, thinking of the three hundred years of one-horned fire python courage, his heart skipped a beat, and he said,

"Mr. Shi also asked everyone present to testify that the fight between me and Mr. Meng was all because I learned the magical skill of the Meng Family's Red Flag Order. There is no hatred or resentment. If there is any injury or even death in this battle, it has nothing to do with Mr. Meng."

After the two men finished speaking, there was no warning at all, and they both attacked each other.