Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In Meng Zhao's impression, Meng Wen was a handsome man with a tall and straight figure, a calm demeanor, and a person who felt like spring breeze when he came into contact with him.

Not to mention being a dragon among men, a momentary hero can always be called a hero.

However, the Meng Wen he saw at this moment was beyond his expectation.

His face was pale and bloodless, and his cheekbones on both sides were high and raised, making his whole body look skinny and skinny.

More importantly, the confidence and calmness in his eyes in the past disappeared.

Instead, he became depressed and depressed, like a mediocre middle-aged man who was overwhelmed by the burden of life.

This kind of Meng Wen may be something Meng Xi likes to see, but it makes Meng Zhao's heart tremble and he advises,

"Second brother, I heard what happened to you was just a slight loss, it's no big deal.

When you recover from your injuries and practice hard again, with the magic skills passed down in our family, your future achievements will be limitless.

There is no need to worry about a temporary victory or defeat and lose your ambition. "

Next to him, Meng Chuan's huge body was squeezed into a small wooden chair. He felt uncomfortable but still behaved well.

After all, Meng Wen is in a bad mood right now, so it's better not to cause trouble for him.

It would be remiss not to mention here that Meng Chuan's feelings towards the two brothers from Dafang are usually not very welcome.

The main reason is that these two brothers will do whatever it takes to gain power, wealth and status. They are jealous of each other and make people stay away from them. They don't want to have contact with each other and are afraid of getting involved in fights.

However, when bad news came, such as Meng Wen being injured, Meng Chuan showed great care for his brother with a sincere heart, which showed the simple and emotional side of his character.

Meng Zhao, like Meng Chuan, sat on the round mahogany chair brought next to the bed, holding Meng Wen's thin and weak palm in his hand, his eyes looking concerned, just like Meng Chuan.

However, his heart was as indifferent and calm as a mirror, without any ripples.

This is no wonder Meng Zhao. He and Meng Wen are not real blood cousins. They have only been together for a short time, and they are mostly involved in interests. There is no emotion at all, which is normal.

The reason why I offer words of comfort and inspire the other person's ambition now is just for my own sake.

According to Meng Wen's current mental state, even if his injuries are healed, he will probably be mostly disabled.

How could he compete with Meng Xi for the position of heir to the Meng family?

No, judging from this trend, it's hard to say whether he still has the desire to fight for power.

Nowadays, the relationship between Meng Zhao and Meng Xi is not good, and there is no tendency to ease. Under this situation, he certainly does not want Meng Wen to quit just like that and let Meng Xi win easily.

This is definitely bad news for him.

What's more, Meng Zhao was so ambitious that he wanted to swallow up the entire Meng family, not just the second wife.

Under such circumstances, a stable heir is obviously not what he hopes for. Only when two tigers compete can give him an opportunity.

Meng Wen leaned on the erected pillow, coughed twice, and waved his hand to signal the rest of the people in the room to leave.

Only a beautiful girl wearing a light green skirt and aqua blue tube top was left waiting beside her, and she said sincerely,

"Fourth, you don't understand. It's not that I'm depressed, but that I'm exhausted mentally and physically and feel confused about my future.

I really don’t know how to face criticism from the outside world and everyone in the house after this incident.

It was you and Lao Wu who came to see me today, and I just met you. I believe you came with good intentions.

If I were the boss, tell me, when I met him and he made some sarcastic remarks, how could I calm down? "

"As for martial arts, Shi Siming is indeed a genius. I am convinced that I lost, but it was him who destroyed all my martial arts willpower and lost my spirit.

Even though the resources are still the same and the martial arts are still the same as before, if you start fighting with others in the future, you will lose some of your courage. How can you fight with others?

Do you think I can still compete with the boss like this? "

This kind of thing can be brought to the table, and Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan are not avoided at all. Meng Wen is indeed a little frustrated at this time.

The heir to the Nan'an Bo Mansion must at least be an innate master. This is the basis.

Unless it's the kind of situation where one person passes it on alone, one person has only one seedling, and there is no other choice.

Because this is a world where martial arts is the main outlet, where extraordinary manifestations of sainthood and strong men can move mountains and reclaim seas are possible.

If the dignified head of the uncle's house doesn't even have innate cultivation, what can he do to subdue the dissatisfied voices both internally and externally?

No matter how big the family background is, no matter how deep the foundation is, if it cannot have the strength to defend and protect it, and has no potential to develop and grow, it will fall sooner or later.

Meng Zhao also understood that the reason why Meng Wen had no ambition and was disheartened at this time was not all because of the humiliation of defeat, but actually because he was forced by the bleak future.

Outside opinions and so-called rumors cannot really knock someone down.

Time will slowly smooth it all out.

Only when the future is cut off is the real fatal blow.

Meng Zhao paused and asked curiously,

"Is Shi Siming really that strong? Second brother, you don't even have the confidence to wash away your shame?"

Meng Wen smiled miserably,

"Fourth Brother, you know, I once thought that although I was not a martial arts genius or comparable to the Fifth Brother, I still had superior qualifications.

There is no shortage of cultivation techniques, resources, and teachings from famous teachers. In the future, the minimum is the innate threshold.

But Shi Siming taught me what it means to sit in a well and look at the sky..."

Meng Wen's mood seemed to be aroused, and he seemed to be very excited.

There was a flush on his face, and his speech was somewhat coherent at first, but later it became a bit inconsistent.

However, Meng Zhao's understanding was not bad, and in summary, he understood what he meant.

Shi Siming is a genius in the true sense, and he is the background under the halo of genius.

Instead of standing on the same stage with the other person, the other person is the protagonist and he is just the clown.

Moreover, it is different from Shen Tianci, a peerless prodigy who is beyond the scope of genius.

Shi Siming's power can be seen, but it makes people even more desperate.

His moves, internal strength, and experience are not meant to crush Meng Wen. There seems to be hope and possibility of competing against him.

But unfortunately, during the fight, Meng Wen was no match for his opponent. He fell into the opponent's rhythm and lost everything.

During the fight, Shi Siming said three times that he was about to hit a certain part of his body. He took precautions, but he was still unable to resist and was completely manipulated.

Because of this, Meng Wen's martial arts will and self-confidence were severely affected, his self-esteem was frustrated, and a shadow appeared in his heart, as if he was entangled by inner demons, leaving him with no peace.

Of course, from Meng Zhao's perspective, Shi Siming was actually not that strong, but his combat experience and talent far exceeded Meng Wen.

The actual strength gap between the two remains to be discussed.

Shi Siming was not really invincible, he just made Meng Wen fearful of him.

Meng Wen's current mentality is actually inseparable from his own character weakness.

The first half of his life was too smooth, and he never experienced setbacks or hardships in life. If anything went wrong, he would give up on himself.

This is the most taboo thing for people who want to achieve great things.