Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

On a patchwork of snow that was riddled with energy, Ji Rulin, a man with a ferocious temperament and full of wildness, changed his past behavior. His eyes were blank, his mouth was slightly open, and he touched his heart while breathing. There is both loss and a sense of shock.

It was so fast, so fast that he thought about it all night yesterday and simulated various battle scenes just before the battle, but he did not expect that the victory or defeat would be decided so quickly.

In fact, when Meng Zhao defeated the masters promoted by the clan elders yesterday, he saw that Meng Zhao's moves were indeed crisp and clean, and never exceeded one move. He looked powerful.

But it was just that he was powerful, and it did not give him a sense of invincibility. He was just an extremely accomplished technical school, with a martial arts level as good as the cook Ding Jie Niu, and his skills were better than his strength.

Therefore, he was full of confidence and felt that with the power of Raging Waves and Furious Whale Kung Fu, he could completely offset the opponent's technical advantage and win with force and strength. No matter what happened, he would have to fight for dozens or even hundreds of rounds and lose to the opponent.

However, the direction of things completely exceeded his prediction.

The other party couldn't tell what kind of kung fu he used, maybe it was palm skills, maybe it was boxing skills, or maybe it was just a blast of true energy, with a domineering and boundless martial arts will that gave him the ability to resist even one move. No, he was defeated directly.

Even if Meng Zhao's martial arts had not reached the level of sending and receiving at will, he would not have been defeated by the opponent, but would have died directly in Meng Zhao's hands.

These are really two completely different styles from the martial arts shown by Meng Zhao yesterday. One is romantic and delicate, and the other is rough and arrogant, completely incompatible with each other.

However, as his thoughts slowly returned, Ji Rulin regained his senses and suddenly understood that this was the level of the so-called top talent in Chinese martial arts. How could his style match that of such a figure?

He is at the level of a hexagonal warrior, with no shortcomings and strengths everywhere, even strengths that surpass 90% of warriors. Otherwise, how could he be so famous in China?

The shadow of the tree and the name of the person are indeed not just blown away, they are indeed worthy of such a legendary reputation.

Meng Zhao looked at Ji Rulin, his eyes changed from dull and rigid to regaining his vitality, and he smiled slightly.

Is Ji Rulin exaggerating that he can drink several cups with one move?

Maybe it's an exaggeration, but you have to know that his current combat power is against a master martial arts master. If a master master can't defeat a mere innate martial artist with one move, and he is not a top innate, then it would be a shame.

If he was willing, Geng Po Mo back then would also be unable to take one of his moves, and any attempt to train the physical body would be nonsense.

The dragon-elephant golden body of King Gebu was crushed to pieces by him. What does a mere Geng Pomo mean?

Just because he was happy to see that the other party was a rare talent for martial arts creation, and wanted to absorb the opponent's thinking and wisdom for martial arts creation, he waited for a while, creating the illusion that the fluctuations in combat power were unstable.

In terms of true combat power, he really has no one to fear. There are very few people who can defeat him in the innate realm.

Of course, the premise must be against normal warriors.

If it were Shen Tianci, with his gift of psychic jade body, his own talents, various encounters and income, in the same realm, he would still have to spend a lot of effort to defeat the opponent.

Maybe, a tie? This is unlikely.

Or Tuntian Daozi, this is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Once he swallows the other eight substitutes, his background will reach an incredible level, and he can compete with Meng Zhao head-on.

As for losing, it is impossible to lose, unless the opponent is a master, and it must be a particularly strong one. The greater chance is that he will retreat.

Having gone too far, returning to the scene, seeing Meng Zhao smiling, Ji Rulin felt a little ashamed, embarrassed, and more of a heavy breath, laughing at himself,

"Am I ridiculous? I think I have great martial arts skills and extraordinary talents, but in fact, I am just a frog in the well.

I never thought about being defeated by you in one move, but what frustrates me even more is that I don’t even know how I was defeated by you. It’s so ridiculous. "

There was a real feeling of despair, as if the ambitious young clan leader yesterday who had wildly declared that he wanted to annex the rebels had been beaten to the point of despair.

Yes, the cheap uncle was so badly beaten that he already had a tendency to doubt himself.

This is not difficult to understand. Ji Rulin has probably never suffered any setbacks since he was a child. He has been designated as the young clan leader since he was a child. His martial arts talent is not bad, and he is even the best in the clan, and he has developed arrogance.

For people who are too smooth, once they encounter a blow, it is difficult to get rid of the feeling of loss and embarrassment, and it is far more difficult to come out than those who have ups and downs in life.

Meng Zhao also just wanted to deal with the opponent as soon as possible without wasting unnecessary time and energy, so he showed his true skills and defeated the opponent in one move. He was not willing to see his cheap uncle be killed directly.

He comforted him and said,

"Brother Lin, your martial arts are still very good. Even if you look at the original martial arts, you can still be ranked at the top level.

It's just that your opponent is me, and I also used my true skills, so the gap seems so big.

If it were any other martial artist, with Brother Lin's level of Raging Waves and Raging Whale Skill, they would be able to do it with ease. "

This thing is very embarrassing. It is obviously meant to comfort people, but no matter how you listen to it, it feels like it is hurting people.

Ji Rulin felt like this. Instead of being comforted, he felt even more depressed.

Meng Zhao thought for a while and then changed his words,

"I said arrogantly before that I could resist the Grandmaster and even overwhelm him, and I wasn't lying.

Because I have been in contact with master martial arts masters several times, I know how powerful they are, and I also understand my own strength better.

I just took action and used more than a dozen martial arts of my own, many of which were at the highest level of gods and demons. When mixed together, relying on the will of the true dragon to rule, it was an extremely powerful forbidden move.

Not to mention you, even the father-in-law can't block this move.

So, Brother Lin, you really don’t need to worry about it, because there is only one me in the world.

Therefore, this battle does not mean that you are not strong enough.

On the contrary, Brother Lin, if you can get out of the shadow of this battle and use it as a whetstone to sharpen your martial arts will, you will definitely be able to make further progress. "

Ji Rulin's face looked a little better, and he took Meng Zhao's words into his heart.

The main factor that played a role was the Grandmaster's combat power. He knew that he was definitely not an enemy of the Grandmaster with just one move.

Under such comparison, Meng Zhao matched up with the master, and the result was not unacceptable.

Especially when Meng Zhao said that Ji Zhenyun couldn't block this move, it made him feel even more comfortable.

He is definitely no match for his uncle, and he even admires and admires his uncle.

Looking at it this way, Meng Zhao is indeed a dragon among men, the best in the world.

"Hey, so Shen Tianci is no match for you?"

"As long as we are in the Xiantian realm, I will never lose, no matter who the opponent is."

Meng Zhao is not a boaster about this thing. In addition to martial arts, he also has a divine weapon in his hand, the Divine Mirror of Heaven plus Emperor Yu's armor, and top-notch hardware blessings. Who can defeat him?

Now, Ji Rulin felt more comfortable, and secretly transformed into Meng Zhao's little fanboy in his heart.

It doesn't matter whether he is a brother-in-law or not. The key is martial arts, which is really the best.