Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1059

The Qin family's Tiangong Secret Record does not involve specific martial arts, but pure design, forging, and mechanism methods. In fact, even if it is passed on to two people, they will not be able to fully understand it, and a warrior will become a craftsman.

In the end, it is still necessary to take out the precious secret techniques contained in this secret book, and give them to professionals to analyze, study, make samples, and finally mass-produce them to achieve their own goals, either for people's livelihood or military industry.

Therefore, the real intention of Qin Siqing's words was to tell the two that she would only choose one side to approach and make friends, and once she made a choice, the other side would be abandoned. It was cruel, but also very realistic.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, Longcheng and I are not punks on the street, we have our own will, and we won't stalk you."

Meng Zhao was the first to express his opinion. Anyway, he was determined to win the Tiangong Secret Record. Even if Qin Siqing didn't pass it on to him, but passed it on to Longcheng, he could still grab it forcefully.

In Lingwu City, he just has this ability, the ability to do whatever he wants, and he can be called a bully.

Long Cheng nodded reservedly, but his heart was heavy. He always felt that compared with Meng Zhao, his disadvantage was too obvious, because he was a loner, and he really couldn't use this Tiangong Secret Record.

Qin Siqing smiled slightly, with a bit of refreshment like a summer drizzle in the beauty, blinked, and continued,

"The martial arts of the two of you, there is no doubt that they are famous all over the world, I will not test this.

However, I am very curious, who is better in martial arts? "

As soon as this remark came out, several people in the room had black lines all over their heads. You didn't test this, but you just wanted to provoke them to do it. What kind of behavior is this?
But if you think about it carefully, you can know that the strong and the winner must be more favored by Qin Siqing and occupy a favorable position. Therefore, it is not difficult to have a small contest.

Meng Zhao had no intentions. Since he returned to Lingwu City from Kunnan, although he did not deliberately retreat to practice, he obtained the top magic skills of Buddhism, plus his current transcendent talent, blessed by the God Mirror of Zhaotian, his background is unfathomable.

The self-proclaimed master may not be able to do anything to him, he is almost close to the limit of breaking the boundary, but he has not yet reached the perfect foundation in his heart, so he continues to practice and save.

Although Longcheng's martial arts are high, it is absolutely impossible for him to have such a tyrannical cultivation level, there is a gap between the two.

He even wondered if he could directly break the other party's backbone and completely shatter his reputation as a genius.

But Longcheng's heart sank. It has to be said that, as a qualified top talent, his abilities in all aspects are among the best among warriors, and his observation and sensitivity are very strong.

From the first time he saw Meng Zhao, he had already noticed that he couldn't grasp the other party's aura and breath at all.

Meng Zhao seemed to be separated from this world, living in another space, separated by an unbreakable barrier.

Or, with profound cultivation, blending with heaven, earth and people, harmony seems to be one.

The eyes can see his figure, but the spiritual sense cannot perceive his existence.

This kind of feeling simply shocked Longcheng. Although it was not frightened, it was also faintly fearful.

"It's all right to have a contest. However, Mr. Meng and I have no grievances or enmities. If the fight is bloody and violent, it will be difficult to stop. Why don't you just have a small competition. The scope is limited to this room. I don't know Mr. Meng. How do you feel?"

The biggest label on Longcheng now is martial arts genius, peerless arrogance.

It's not that he can't lose, it's not that he can't lose, he can lose to those seniors, even hermits, but he can't lose to people of the same age, or even younger than himself.

This will directly break his golden body of Tianjiao, and thus he will be pulled into the mortal world, and his former name will no longer be lost.

As his formidable opponent, Meng Zhao must not be negligent or careless in the slightest, and he must never agree to a serious engagement, but in this small room, a short-term exchange of ideas is acceptable.

Even if you really lose to the opponent, it is just a disadvantage, and it will not be said to be a big defeat.

It is even possible to attribute the cause of the defeat to the restriction of martial arts style. In short, there are many excuses, even if it is spread, it will not damage the reputation of his painstaking efforts for many years.

Meng Zhao smiled, but shook his head,

"If it's serious, like the duel between you and Zhuo Mufeng by the Mingxiu Lake, brother Long, and there are many people watching to witness, I can think about it, but it's really meaningless to compete in this small room, so let's forget it Bar."

Meng Zhao's choice was beyond everyone's expectations, especially Ding Zhanyun. She knew how terrifying her man's martial arts were, and it couldn't be because she was afraid of Dragon City.

Therefore, the only explanation is that he is not interested in this kind of meaningless fight with Dragon City.

Ding Yuqin originally wanted to laugh, mocking Meng Zhao's cowardice, not daring to fight, but then the smile froze on his face, because the other party just exposed her shortcomings.

In any case, she still owed Zhuo Mufeng, and felt guilty, but she was more determined.

Thinking about it carefully, this bastard is far from being cowardly and cowardly, he avoids fighting, but he clearly wants to force Longcheng to fight him head-on, or a duel at the Mingxiu Lake level.

One of the two is destined to become the stepping stone of the other, one will become a more dazzling legend, while the other will lose his glory and fall from the high throne.

This is not what can be described as timid, on the contrary, it is full of confidence in oneself.

And the ones who saw this were Longcheng and Qin Siqing.

Qin Siqing was really shocked at this time, the domineering and self-confidence shown by Meng Zhao deeply shocked her.

You know, his opponent is Dragon City. If he really fights under the eyes of everyone and loses to the opponent, he will definitely become the biggest laughing stock in the land of Shenzhou, and the Dragon King of Beimeng is even more a joke.

But since he dared to say that and was so calm, he must have 100% confidence in himself.

In comparison, what Longcheng said before seemed to be a prudent person, and his actions were decent, maintaining the bottom line of both parties.

However, isn't this a kind of pettiness, and it can even be regarded as a lack of confidence in oneself?
It seems that Meng Zhao and Longcheng don't need a real competition, and the judgment has already been made.

Meng Zhao, the Dragon King of Beimeng, is stronger than Longcheng, at least in terms of momentum and will.

Longcheng's face also turned pale for a while, and turned red for a while, and was cornered by Meng Zhao.

He never expected that Meng Zhaozhen didn't regard him as an opponent, let alone that the opponent was so confident.

The strength of warriors in the world is not constant, and it is common for the weak to defeat the strong.

Although he felt that Meng Zhao's cultivation was profound, harmonious and mysterious, and superior to him, he didn't think that he was necessarily inferior to the opponent. In a real fight, it was still unknown who would win and who would lose.

But if he really wants to fight with the opponent, he really lacks the dominance of the opponent who swallows thousands of miles like a tiger.

At least, he can't afford to gamble, and the chips on the surface don't support him in doing so.

After a long time, he shook his head with difficulty and said,

"That being the case, let's let it go."

I didn't say anything extra, and my face was not very good-looking.

(End of this chapter)