Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After Monk Honglian finished speaking, before Meng Zhao and the others could react, the ferocious great monk who followed him, two young men with sharp auras and extremely tyrannical powers, all exclaimed in surprise,

"Absolutely not!"

They really didn't understand why they came to kill Meng Zhao, but now they want to include Meng Zhao into the Pudu Sect, and even promised him to inherit the position of leader of the Pudu Sect in the future. This is simply ridiculous.

In addition to being jealous and unwilling, they are also deeply confused.

Niu Dali and Yuan Bin were also stunned. At this time, they even forgot that this group of people came to assassinate Meng Zhao, but the words of Monk Honglian echoed in their ears for a long time. Not only did they not kill people, but they also invited them back to be their ancestors. To provide?

It's like seeing the sun in the middle of the night, which is completely off the mark.

The monk, who was dressed in black and looked like an eminent monk, didn't say anything, but seemed very quiet.

When Meng Zhao heard this, he was also surprised. He only thought that the monk wanted him to join the Pudu Sect, but he never thought that the monk had such great courage and determination and promised to recommend him as the successor of the Pudu Sect.

It seems that such a strong person whose martial arts is close to the innate limit, generally disdains lying, no matter what he thinks, says, and does, he always implements it.

However, the surprise was only for a moment. Meng Zhao immediately shook his head, expressionless, and said in a deep voice,

"Master, you are so courageous, but unfortunately, in my opinion, Pudu Sect is not a sect that can save all sentient beings, it is just a careerist who fights for power and gain in the name of relevant matters.

Furthermore, I am the same as Yuan Bin. If I am just a chess piece at best, based on the magical power of the leader of your sect, I, the heir, may not be able to naturally ascend to the throne for decades or even hundreds of years. It is just empty talk.

And if you join the Pudu Sect, it will be difficult for the Meng family to break away from the relationship in the future. You will have a powerful helper for nothing, and the Meng family and I will suffer unreasonable disasters. Master's calculation is too advantageous. "

To put it bluntly, Meng Zhao is now full-fledged and has achieved great success. Even if Zhao Hun jumps out to reveal his true identity now, it will be in vain and will not cause him any big trouble. It can be said that the future is bright.

There is no need, nor is it possible, to join some kind of Pudu sect and narrow your own path, or even lead to a dead end.

What's more, he is full of self-confidence. Even if people like Pudujiao swarm him, they are unlikely to threaten his life. Why should he compromise?

Meng Zhao's tone was firm and there was no room for change. This was not beyond the expectations of those present. Everyone knew that the possibility of Meng Zhao joining the Pudu Sect was extremely low.

Monk Honglian looked sad and ugly, but he had a compassionate Buddha nature.

"Benefactor Meng has misunderstood us too deeply, whatever. In that case, let's see the real deal."

However, before he finished speaking, the young man with sharp eyes and a sheathed sword took a step forward and said eagerly,

"His Holiness, my disciple has always wanted to fight with this person, and I hope His Holiness will agree."

It turns out that this person is the talented Pudu Sect man who stepped on Meng Zhao's shoulders not long ago when he wanted to find Meng Zhao. He has superb swordsmanship, high martial arts, and strong combat power. He has surpassed many masters of the older generation. Second to the Four Great Dharma Kings.

Previously, the leader of Pudu Sect once said that if he did not judge his own ability and challenged Meng Zhao, he might not be an enemy with three moves.

This made the young man deeply ashamed, but he did not dare to question the leader's words. He could only be patient and polish his internal strength, swordsmanship, and mental sharpness in order to make up for his shortcomings and reach a higher level.

As a result, before he had practiced for a long time, word spread that Tiannu and Dharma King Gebu and his party were defeated and retreated into the sect. He also learned that Meng Zhao, the Dragon King, was currently on Baiping Mountain outside Yunhua County.

Dharma King Gebu was even defeated by him and had one of his arms broken. If it were not for the magic medicine Xuanqi within the sect and Dharma King's exquisite and powerful physical training, which allowed him to regenerate his broken limbs, I am afraid that this leader of the four Dharma Kings would have become a cripple.

Even though he knew how powerful Meng Zhao was, the young man was still eager to fight. Unwilling to be left alone, he volunteered to accompany the other two Dharma Kings to find Meng Zhao and kill him.

Before killing someone, he wanted to fulfill his biggest wish in recent days, which was to fight Meng Zhao.

He wants to prove that he is by no means a lowly guy who can't even take the opponent's three moves, but a true genius.

At present, Meng Zhao has rejected Monk Honglian's solicitation, and the two sides are at war with each other, which is more in line with his wishes. Before the fight, he wants to take this opportunity to challenge Meng Zhao and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

What's even better is that if he had challenged Meng Zhao earlier, he would have had to hide his identity to avoid causing trouble to the Pudu Sect. There would be no one around to protect him, and in case of defeat, he would most likely die directly.

This moment was different. Both sides had firm stances and clear hostility. With two Dharma Kings on their side, even if he was defeated and defeated, it would be absolutely impossible for Meng Zhao to kill him.

This young man planned everything clearly and had no worries. Of course, he was eager to fight.

Monk Honglian frowned, but did not dare to agree.

If he were an ordinary master, he wouldn't care too much, and it would be okay to accept this junior. However, Meng Zhao was unfathomable and even defeated King Gebu. His martial arts skills were so high that it was unimaginable.

He really wasn't 100% sure that he could save this younger disciple at the critical moment.

Not out of lack of confidence, but out of caution.

As for this junior's chance of defeating Meng Zhao, the probability does not exist at all. It is not even trivial. He was directly determined by Monk Honglian.

Unless the person opposite is not Meng Zhao at all, but just a facade, or this junior disciple of our sect is pretending to be another top master.

At this time, the terrifying monk who had been silent and seemed to have gathered tens of thousands of people with the murderous intention spoke.

"Honglian, this is the purpose of his coming here, so just accept it. With you and me by your side, we should be able to protect him."

This young man's status in the sect is not low, and his talent is extremely high. Even the leader of Pudu Sect has given him guidance several times. He will be a core high-level figure in the sect in the future and is worthy of training.

If there is a war in the future, he will be a candidate for generals.

Meng Zhao, an extremely talented person, is extremely rare. Having the opportunity to fight against him will be of great benefit to any young master. The benefits are endless, and it can be used as an adult.

Monk Honglian looked at the young man, then glanced at Meng Zhao with a faint look, and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

The young man was immediately overjoyed. He bowed to the two Dharma Kings and then took a sword step. The sword energy was flowing in every step. The grass fell rustling under his feet, and the soil splashed. He crossed the Pudu Sect crowd in a whoosh and came to Meng Zhao. He stopped less than three feet in front of him.

His face was solemn, his monk's robes were fluttering, his right hand was on the hilt of his sword, his back was slightly bent, like a taut bow, and he whispered,

"Meng Zhao, Pudu Jiao Lin You is here to ask for advice!"