Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 107 Restraint and Flaws (for Subscription)

The two of them had already fought thirty strokes in the arena, and the intensity of the battle had far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Who would have thought that Meng Zhao, who had been away from home for ten years and had never been taught by his family members, would be able to fight so fiercely with Shi Siming from Huolong Cave?

Hu Yingming's stubble-covered and exhausted face was even more gloomy and ugly. Even though Shi Siming's inner strength and part of his meridians were blocked, and he was not at his peak, he should be able to deal with Meng Zhao easily. Why is it so difficult? Still fighting a match?
Of course, he still has no doubts about the final outcome, he just feels depressed.

After all, even if Meng Zhao was defeated later, in the eyes of others, it was only a narrow defeat, not a disastrous defeat, and the gap was huge.

There are not a few people who have similar thoughts. After all, Meng Wen was also a famous figure in Nan'an County in the past. His martial arts were very powerful, but he was defeated by Shi Siming. Could it be that Meng Zhao is so much better than Meng Wen?

Sure enough, Xi Xiangping couldn't believe what she saw, a pair of Jianshui Qiutong was a little surprised, and whispered to Shen Tianci next to her,
"Mr. Shen, Meng Zhao's martial arts are so powerful, can he be on par with Shi Siming who defeated Meng Wen?"

"That's not the case, it actually has a lot to do with their martial arts styles.

Look at Meng Zhao's moves, his moves are fierce and full of vigor, like a violent storm, leaving no room for breathing. It seems to people that he has the upper hand, but he is holding on with his breath.

Shi Siming is more like a seasoned hunter, observing the opponent's flaws and preparing for a fatal blow.

Purely in terms of martial arts literacy, Shi Siming has the upper hand, not even comparable.

As for Meng Wen, I have also heard that his martial arts skills are actually somewhat similar to Shi Siming's.

In the fight, it will be even more disadvantageous, but it is not as good as Meng Zhao who took the initiative in the early stage. "

Xi Xiangping was thoughtful, although she was the old daughter of the former imperial historian Xi Siyuan, she was not just raised in a boudoir and was as delicate as a flower, but had learned martial arts from an expert, and she also had some insights into martial arts.

To sum up, it is actually a relationship between restraint and being restrained.

Meng Wen was restrained by Shi Siming, and he had nowhere to use his strength, so he behaved so unbearably.

And Meng Zhao didn't talk about restraining Shi Siming, but at least he had some initiative, so now it seems that he is fighting vigorously.

As for the victory or defeat, although there is no such a sense of heartiness, as long as you can win, you are superior and irrefutable.

"Then, I wonder who Mr. Shen likes more?"

Xi Xiangping was a little curious, she had already guessed about the outcome at this time, and wanted to see if it was consistent with what Shen Tianci thought, so she asked a question.

Shen Tianci was very close to Xi Xiangping, he rarely saw such a beautiful woman, and said with a smile,

"Sister Xi, let's talk about the person you like first."

"I, from my point of view, naturally lean more towards Shi Siming.

You also said before, Mr. Shen, that Shi Siming is like a seasoned hunter, waiting for the moment when Meng Zhao reveals his flaws.

Although Meng Zhao's current move is fierce and domineering, and it is like a storm, but as the saying goes, it will not last long. After all, he is only a small-acquired cultivation base, and his foundation is not as deep as Shi Siming.

As long as he waits for the moment when he shows fatigue, Shi Siming will definitely seize the opportunity to fight back. The victory or defeat may be just a flash, I wonder if I am right? "

Xi Xiangping's thoughts were actually the thoughts of many insightful people present.

No matter how fierce and strong Meng Zhao is, he is still a body of flesh and blood with limited physical strength. After all, he is only an acquired talent with limited internal strength.

With his profligate situation like this, it is only a matter of time before the prosperity turns to decline.

And Shi Siming is ready to go, waiting for that moment to come, when the outcome will be decided, and there is a high probability that Shi Siming will defeat the Meng family again to end.

Shen Tianci smiled mysteriously, looked at Lu Le who was nervously watching the fierce battle on the field, nodded, shook his head again, and whispered,
"If there are no accidents, it is naturally as Sister Xi said, but I don't think things are that simple.

Meng Zhao is very interesting, and I like him even more. "

Xi Xiangping looked at Shen Tianci in surprise, wondering why this young master was so optimistic about Meng Zhao.

According to her understanding, Shen Tianci's personality is aloof and arrogant, and there are few people who can talk to him. Even if he is relatively close to the Sun family now, in fact, it is only a superficial relationship, and there are few who are really in his eyes.

What is so strange about Meng Zhao that he can be favored by Shen Tianci?And so optimistic about him?
During the time the two were talking, Meng Zhao and Shi Siming once again fought intensively for twenty moves.

Roughly counting, since the two fought against each other, there have been about fifty moves, and there is no winner.

This battle was by no means the kind of old-fashioned game where you push and shoved each other and kept each other's hands. On the contrary, the fight was extremely fierce, with endless tricks and tricks, which made people amazed.

Shi Siming is the descendant of Huolongdong, and has the reputation of defeating Meng Wen. It is not surprising to everyone.

But Meng Zhao was beyond everyone's expectations, with a pair of fists and palms, which were changeable and fierce, and they were swayed wantonly, like a painter splashing ink, and the aura really moved people's hearts.

However, some people have already shook their heads and sighed secretly, Meng Zhaoji stopped here.

Sure enough, after fifty moves, Meng Zhao's face was dripping with sweat. Whether it was the speed or strength of the move, it was also visible to the naked eye. It didn't have the domineering momentum that broke the space like it did at the beginning.

There was a young man who was also good at boxing, and he was still practicing in front of everyone. After being instructed by Shen Tianci, he sighed to his companions,

"Meng Zhao is also a prodigy. His ability to train his strength shows that he has already entered the room in the art of fisting and palming. If he is given a few more years, he may not be weaker than Shi Siming."

The so-called full strength is a pass for those who practice boxing, or even martial arts.

Exerting force is one of the foundations of martial arts. Some people move with loose force and very strong, and they can only hit four points, while those who have practiced strength are concentrated when they move, very strong, and they can hit at least seven points. On, it is impressive.

And this is not one move and one move, but every move and every move, accumulating, the gap is quite large.

In the arena, Shi Siming still surrounded Meng Zhao with the matching movement of the Snake Palm, and kept probing Meng Zhao.

Finally, he saw a huge flaw in Meng Zhao's tricks, and he didn't hesitate any longer.

Pointing his toes, he jumped up into the air, stepping on the air again and again, as if stepping on an invisible ladder, and quickly approached Meng Zhao.

His two hands became claws, and he grabbed Meng Zhao's middle door which was opened wide because of his fist, and the thick smell of blood seemed to be right in front of him.

At this moment, Meng Zhao suddenly saw a purple awn in his eyes, raised his head and let out a long cry, with a high-pitched voice that could almost pierce clouds and crack rocks.
There is also an incomparably terrifying force erupting from the gas, like a small sun, shining brightly.

The flaws that were originally exposed were only produced because of his lack of physical strength, lack of internal strength, and slowing down of his shooting speed. The purpose was to lure Shi Siming to make a move.

Now, since the opponent took the bait, Meng Zhao naturally tore off the disguise, and directly resorted to one of the three ultimate moves of the Iron Smelter, urging the mountain to break.

Facing Shi Siming who leaped from the air, Meng Zhao raised his palms staggered upwards, and folded them three times horizontally. His movements were fast and urgent, like lightning.

However, because this move was too demanding on the physical body, Meng Zhao just did it reluctantly, and his muscles seemed to be torn apart. His whole body was sore, but he still gritted his teeth and pushed his palm towards Shi Siming ferociously.

(End of this chapter)