But his mind is as deep as the sea, unfathomable, and he can control himself, and quickly suppresses his complicated thoughts,

"Minister Mingxia, I can ignore your rude words just now, but now it involves your own personal disciples, but you must not miss the relevant information.

Did you agree to be a witness for this battle or would you not agree?

If you don’t respond, my Meng family Zhaoer will save you trouble, but it’s a pity that your disciple’s ambition.”

Mingxia's face was so angry that she was so angry that she was filled with smoke. The Meng brothers sang and reconciled, but they were just forcing him to place bets.

If he doesn't respond and looks down on his disciples, although Shi Siming's body is not damaged, his ambition will probably be completely defeated and his whole body will be destroyed. If he responds, he is really unsure, which makes him embarrassed.

Also, if Shi Siming is defeated, will he really be a cow and a horse for the Meng family in the future?

I was angry for a moment and was stunned in the same place, but I couldn't come up with an idea.

At this time, the Mingyin girl's eyes in the Fire Dragon Cave were like a wave, and the clear voice was lingering.

"The opportunity is rare. If it is just a battle between two people and so many of us can testify, it would be a big deal. It is better to participate more people to let the younger generations communicate with each other and confirm what they have learned. This will definitely be of great benefit to one's own practice.

Senior Zhao, the two children you brought this time are also quite outstanding, so why not show off together.”

Meng Zhao stood in the lobby with a calm and polite look. Seeing this Mingyin girl, she saw that she was beautiful and had a pure face of a girl and a plump figure of a young woman, although she was not stunning, she was still a beautiful woman.

I thought she was very good at martial arts, but I didn't expect that she was quite sensible and directly argued the two people's appointment as a stage for future generations to discuss and perform. In this way, even if Meng Zhao beat Shi Siming, it would not be too much of a blow to this young hero Shi. This was proposed by considering Mingxia's personality of protecting his disciples.

Once the nature of this matter changes from private fights to public discussions, there is no way to talk about private gambling.

Of course, this did not affect the previous agreement between Meng Zhao and Shi Siming, after all, they still had private grudges.

The old man with thick beard nodded and stroking his beard and praised,

"It's a good idea. The Fire Dragon Cave is a holy place for martial arts. The Meng family is also a martial arts family with a long history. It's the Zhao family that has the shallowest foundation. Of course, I won't miss this opportunity."

Obviously, Zhao Kang was very moved by this proposal.

His words are true. Fire Dragon Cave ranks one of the thirteen schools. Although it is suspected of occupying the dividends of the founding country, it is indeed a major martial arts sect, and there is no doubt about it.

The Meng Family Red Banner Order is also famous all over the world. Meng Shentong was also the best among the masters, surpassing the gun king Zhao Mu, which shows his greatness.

Of course, the more excited ones were the young people standing in the hall.

They were born in the first place, and it was the time when Blood and Brave were fighting. When they had this opportunity, they were all full of confidence.

As for those who are not confident, you can turn a blind eye to it.

Anyway, Mingyin has a very clear intention. This stage is used to show oneself, not to expose one's own shortcomings.

If you feel that your martial arts are not good, you can never go on stage, and no one will force them with a knife.

As a result, Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao were not able to continue to hinder, so they could only take everyone to the nearby martial arts training ground, evacuate some of the Meng Mansion warriors who were practicing inside, and make room for them.

The horizontal stripes are made of stones and are built squarely. There is a radius of about fifteen meters in a radius. A wooden pole that is more than five meters high stands. A red flag at the top flutters in the wind. It looks like a surging flame under the sunlight, and it is majestic.

On all four sides of the arena, there are seven steps leading to the center of the arena. On both sides of the east and west, there are wooden frames with various weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, with outstanding texture and a flash of cold light.

Most of the warriors raised by the Meng family can come here to practice battles or resolve personal grudges. They are definitely not good things.

A group of innate masters sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master brought by the servants of the Meng family, while the juniors stood obediently behind them.

Meng Hongdao gently patted his hands, attracting everyone's eyes to him, and asked,

"Minxia, ​​how should we fight? Is your disciple and my Zhaoer the first, or the finale?"

Mingxia looked at her disciple and saw that he had bright eyes and was nailed to Meng Zhao without blinking. Her breath was fluctuating, and she could not wait.

His face was a little ugly,

"They have played one game and know each other well, so let them play first."

He was helpless, and there was no difference between sooner or later.

Meng Hongdao laughed and proudly glanced at Meng Zhao who was always calm and composed, without hesitation,

"Okay, Zhaoer, let's have a fight with Shi Siming first, don't be careless."

Meng Zhao nodded and didn't say anything.

With a little toe, I carried my hands behind my back, and had already fallen to one end of the wide and hard ring in the swaying direction, standing silently.

His body style looks ordinary, neither fast nor rushing. He has to say something, and it is most appropriate to use the word "stable".

However, the body technique is a technique of lightening the body, but it is contrary to this image, which makes some disciples of the Fire Dragon Cave look disdainful.

Mingxia called Shi Siming to her, sighed, her eyes flashed, and she hesitated for several years, but she didn't say anything discouraged. Finally, she encouraged her,

"Si Ming, you have learned from my school for many years. Not only are you talented, but you are diligent. As for your peers, martial arts has already come to the school. You don't have to worry too much this time, just give it a try."

After saying that, he thought for a while, glanced at the weapons racks on both sides, and turned to ask,

"Meng Jizu, what I have learned is a complicated refutation, boxing, palming, fingering, and swordsmanship. I wonder if I can use weapons?"

He said this was not bad. He had practiced many master's skills by himself, teaching Zheng Kexie to practice the Ruyun Dangri Sword Sutra, and had his own research on swordsmanship. Shi Siming was not far behind.

Moreover, for warriors, weapons are killing weapons, which increase their own strength.

Those who use swords to fight against bare-handed fists will always have a certain advantage.

Just like a magic weapon is better than a bad weapon, and a weapon is stronger than a weapon without it, it is a normal comparison of strength and weakness.

But nothing is absolutely true, it depends on the warrior himself.

There are many powerful people who have defeated the world in all dynasties.

Meng Jizu did not say anything, but instead turned his eyes to Meng Zhao on the ring. Seeing him nodding, he agreed to Shi Siming to use the sword.

Shi Siming is not a three-year-old child, so he naturally knows that his master is still trying to win.

My heart sank and said nothing. I turned around and took a long sword that looked good from the weapon stand. It was about three feet and three inches long. The sword body was engraved with fine lines and bleeding. It was an absolute weapon, not a stubborn person, and then stepped onto the ring.

During the process, he tried his best to adjust his breathing evenly, all the pressure and burdens were all relieved and forgotten.

In his eyes, there was only Meng Zhao who was still as moving as a mountain and standing like a spear and a big sword.
Chapter completed!