Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao had his own calculations in mind, so he did not hide his identity and went straight to the point.

"Meng Zhao, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Xue Zihou was shocked, but he had never thought that Meng Zhao, who was one of the younger twins of the martial arts world with Shen Tianci, could actually have such martial arts.

It was clear to the inside of the Divine Sword Hall that the two unparalleled arrogants were sinking south and north. However, many people only thought that the two of them were the leaders of the younger generation. If they wanted to compete with the strong men of the older generation, it would take time to hone their skills.

But, what did Xue Zihou see now?

Meng Zhao was not an ordinary martial arts master at all. He could instantly kill three innate super-strong men with just one look. That was all. However, the fact that he could make Chang Bo's method useless was difficult for Xue Zihou to understand.

According to what Chang Bo said, this method is useless when encountering a strong heavenly and human being. Is it possible that Meng Zhao has already practiced heavenly and human martial arts?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Xue Zihou had heard of Meng Zhao's fame only a few years ago. How could someone break two major levels in such a short period of time?

However, even if he is not a heavenly being, he should still have the cultivation level of a great master, which is undoubtedly higher than his father and Beitangsu.

And if this is really the case, it is quite an exaggeration. At least Xue Zihou cannot understand or imagine how the person in front of him can practice martial arts, and how he can be so brave and diligent, making rapid progress.

His heart was shocked, Xue Zihou's expression also looked much better, he cupped his fists and saluted,

"It turns out that it is the Dragon King of Beimeng who is in front of you. Your name is known to everyone in the martial arts world. Even though I, Xue Zihou, have lived in the Divine Sword Hall for a long time, I still hear it like thunder.

I just never thought that your martial arts attainments are so amazing. Now, you have actually completed the Grand Master martial arts and are heading towards heaven. "

This last sentence was a probing one, mainly because he wanted to find out what Meng Zhao's current state was.

Meng Zhao smiled and said if there was something profound,

"It's a small gain, but the fact that you can understand this must have something to do with the weird power in your body, right?"

Xue Zihou took a breath of cold air, has he really become a great master?

For a moment, he couldn't even use the exact words to describe his current emotions.

Loss, unwillingness, envy, jealousy, confusion, confusion, to name a few.

The Divine Sword Hall is one of the holy places of contemporary martial arts. There are many talented people in it. There are also endless people who are gifted with the body, bone and heart of the sword.

But no matter how talented he is, he doesn't seem to be as perverted as Meng Zhao.

The speed of cultivation is completely abnormal, even abnormal to the extreme.

Logically speaking, cultivation is easier first and then more difficult. The further you go, the longer it takes. Every time you break through a realm, it takes a huge amount of time and energy, or even a price, to succeed.

But Meng Zhao's life trajectory has been clearly laid out in front of those who want to learn martial arts. He has been cultivating the acquired realm for more than ten years, but his innate and master skills are so fast that they defy common sense.

It’s not that it’s not allowed to accumulate a lot, but it’s also a matter of common sense.

Suppressing the desire to explore Meng Zhao's secrets, Xue Zihou said again,

"Is that really so? Then Xue would like to congratulate King Meng Long on his great achievement in martial arts. From now on, you will break free from the shackles. No one or thing in the world can restrain you anymore."

"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the world. The Grandmaster is just a new starting point. This land of China and the vast martial arts world have far more foundation than you and I thought.

Before that, I had met a powerful man from heaven and man, and I finally turned an enemy into a friend. It can be seen that the world is so big that the Grand Master can barely protect himself. To truly escape from everything, he must cultivate the supreme martial arts and transcend this world. Only then is it possible. "

One sentence directly confused Xue Zihou.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Are you speaking in human language?

The first few sentences are okay, but the last sentence just stabs people in the heart.

He, Xue Zihou, is still in the Xiantian Martial Realm and is still far away from being a Grandmaster.

And although his father was highly anticipated by everyone in the Divine Sword Hall, what everyone thought was that he would ride on the wind and rise up, and in the next golden age of martial arts, use the purple thunder sword to open a new line of gods and demons. It's enough to be proud of.

As a result, Meng Zhao's targets were all ancient and transcendent people.

Well, there are indeed many people who are detached, but is it appropriate in today's era?

Besides, do you have the ability?

Xue Zihou thought about it carefully and felt sad in his heart. Not to mention, it was really possible for a martial arts master in his early twenties to dominate the world in the future, shock the past and present, and transcend the world as long as he continued to maintain such a brave and diligent attitude.

This is a fucking monster.

Not to mention myself, let alone that little brat who relied on the magic knife. Compared with him, his father seemed to pale in comparison.

Fortunately, Xue Zihou could still comfort himself. His father was a prodigy who created a martial art, and he was destined to be called his ancestor.

If he had known that Meng Zhao had relied on the Divine Mirror to create a martial arts that best suited him early on, and that he could continue to fuse various martial arts into it to achieve a supreme magical skill, he would have been shocked and completely lost his confidence.

"What I said is not deliberately boasting, but it is the fact. As long as you reach my level one day, you may also be able to understand what I am thinking now."

It seems to be a comfort, but it is heartbreaking and even more deadly.

Xue Zihou asked feebly,

"King Menglong has incredible martial arts skills. If he wants to kill me, I'm afraid it won't take much effort. He keeps me here, but I don't know why. Is it just because I possess a strange power?"

"That's not entirely true. The power in your body should be left by a strong person. It contains part of the power of the Tao, involving the Tao of time and space. Its subtle and mysterious, this is the first time I have seen it, and it really makes me look at it. .

However, in terms of martial arts, I, Meng Zhao, think that I am not weaker than anyone else. Although the way of time and space is strong, I am not invincible.

What I value more is your identity, your influence, and the choice between you and Beitang's old enemy. "

Shen Dao Hall is a big piece of fat. If you want to secure Yanzhou, the support of this holy land of swords, or the acquiescence of the next level, is essential.

It is true that Meng Zhao's marriage to Tan Cai'er is almost trouble-free now, and the future marriage between the two families is already a certainty.

However, the power of the Tan family is still too strong, especially the Sitting Tiger in Yanzhou. With such a background, even if Meng Zhao wants to annex it, it will not be easy.

This is not Meng Zhao's suspicion, but the reality here.

The Tan family is a big force, with many people under it. Tan Changming may be the core, but he may not represent everyone's thoughts.

In this case, it is not unreasonable for Meng Zhao to find another way.

Walking on two legs is always more stable than walking on one leg.

What's more, this Xue Zihou seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Meng Zhaodu would not be able to forgive himself if he did not fully explore it.