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Chapter 328 Suspicion (please subscribe)

With a muffled thud, Shi Siming's heavy body landed heavily on a corner of the ring, his face upside down, his hair disheveled, and the corners of his mouth blood-stained.

There was confusion in the empty eyes, as if completely unresponsive to the fact that they were defeated in one blow.

A few months ago, Meng Zhao was difficult for him to deal with, and he even lost for a while, but it was the opponent who cheated and raped him, which made him suffer, but now, can he not even catch a punch from the opponent? ?

This speed of improvement is really unacceptable for him.

Meng Zhao slowly withdrew his clenched fist, his breathing was steady and terrifying, as if it wasn't him who just swung that punch.

Looking at Shi Siming who was lying on his back on the ring in a daze, he was deeply moved, but more joyful and jumping for joy.

This punch he used was the iron-smelting hand's thousand-needle rain trick, but because of the change in his inner family's foundation, this punch is also very different, the power he uses is not to condense the needles, but to look at each other from head to tail, The dragon shape is as dense as a migratory locust.

Each of the dragon-shaped vigor is twisted into one strand, and the condensate does not disperse. No matter from any aspect, it is far better than the original version of Thousand Needles Rain, and its power is naturally far better than the former.

Furthermore, Meng Zhao actually didn't need this kind of trick, purely with the mighty and overbearing power of Chilong Jin, it was enough to violently crush the opponent.

This is the so-called one force down ten meetings.

Under the arena, there was even an uproar. On the originally quiet venue, it was like a pot exploded in an instant, and there were many discussions.

A dozen or so Huolong Cave disciples couldn't believe their eyes. With Shi Siming's powerful martial arts, he couldn't catch the opponent's punch. Could it be that the opponent has already entered the innate level?

Because of the atmosphere inside the door, a group of several people immediately discussed the exciting part of the move to win or lose.

And most of them are pale, they are not as good as Shi Siming, let alone Meng Zhao?

Tang Ling'er was also surprised with a little worship. Beautiful women love heroes. Although Meng Zhao is only tyrannical in force, at least he has a little bit of a hero.

Zheng Kexie rubbed his eyes fiercely. He knew that Meng Zhao's martial arts were by no means general, and he might be able to beat Shi Siming, but he didn't expect that it would be this way of winning. How different is it from slaughtering chickens and dogs?
Although he often looked down on Shi Siming and tried to please Tang Ling'er with the other party, he had to admit that the other party's martial arts were really good, and if they fought five or six times out of ten, he was considered above the level.

In other words, if Meng Zhao can defeat Shi Siming with one punch, he can turn him into a dead dog with one punch. How can he not be surprised?
The most surprising thing was actually the crowd of geniuses present.

Meng Zhao's performance like this only shows one thing, that is, he has a solid foundation that ordinary people can't match.

This foundation may not even be just a gap in internal strength cultivation, but may also be a gap in the person's own talent and endowment.

Adult humans and adult elephants are both mature in terms of development, but in terms of strength, how can humans compare with elephants?

In the same way, with the same mastery in martial arts, Shi Siming may be far superior to some reckless people in the world, and of course he may be far from the opponent of other martial artists.

Even if there is no competition, Shi Siming himself knows that in the same realm, he is far from being an opponent of geniuses like Shen Tianci.

But there are some things that seem simple, but are more difficult to understand.

For example, Taoist Mingxia was dumbfounded at this moment, and his face was clouded and mean, looking at Meng Zhao standing proudly on the ring, he smiled and said,

"Good martial arts, good talent, Meng Jizu, it seems that the next generation of your Meng family will use this son as the backbone."

The Meng family used martial arts to compete for merit, established their family with martial arts, and handed it down to generations through martial arts. It cannot be said that all the patriarchs of the past generations were the strongest in the same generation, at least similar to the strongest, so that they could suppress all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Before Mingxia joined forces with Shi Siming, Meng Wen was seriously injured, and she could see that Meng Zhao was not only far superior to Shi Siming, but even Meng Jizu's two sons were completely inferior.

Sometimes, it is a good thing to be appropriately good, but to be too good is likely to be hated by others.

Meng Jizu didn't care about it on the surface, and his indifference did not cause any waves. However, anyone who knows his character knows that the biggest abnormality is not showing up.

In fact, he was also shocked by Meng Zhao's performance. Even if he condensed the nine red flags, opened up the dantian like a sea, and made rapid progress, he would not be able to defeat Shi Siming with a single blow.

Just as he understands Meng Wen's martial arts, Shi Siming who can defeat Meng Wen is naturally not far behind, so Meng Zhao, who is now on the verge of being crushed, has reached the point of martial arts?
But in just a few days, why did such earth-shaking changes happen?

He thought to himself, turning back the time, when he and Meng Zhao were at the same level, he might not be the opponent of the opponent, and he might even be defeated easily.

When Meng Hongdao saw Meng Zhao's performance, he was surprised at first, then stunned, and finally fell silent after seeing Meng Jizu's calm but expressionless expression.

He knew Meng Jizu very well. If Meng Zhao was just a young man with mediocre qualifications, Meng Jizu would definitely treat him as his own child.

If Meng Zhao is a talented genius, Meng Jizu will also cultivate him carefully to assist the future head of the Meng family. He has already mixed a lot of selfish thoughts outside of family affection.

However, Meng Zhao's rising trend seems to be difficult to suppress now, and it is far stronger than Meng Xi, Meng Wen, and Meng Jizu's family affection for Meng Zhao, which is hard to overcome the precautions and fears.

Of course, Meng Zhao has not yet mastered the innate martial arts, and Meng Jizu is only worried, but it is difficult to say about the future.

There was a long silence, and the battle between heaven and man was in the heart. After a long time, Meng Hongdao opened his lips lightly, looking at Meng Zhao on the ring with flickering eyes, and said via voice transmission,

"Brother, in my opinion, Zhao'er has either practiced peerless martial arts, surpassing my Meng family's Chiqi order, or has a special physique.

No matter which one it is, it is the blessing of my Meng family, and we must not create suspicion because of Mingxia's few words. "

After a pause, he said again,

"Furthermore, Zhao'er has always been intelligent, and if she shows her martial arts today, she must have the intention to show her sincerity to you and me."

In fact, Meng Jizu didn't care about the first sentence, whether it was peerless martial arts or special physique, they were very comparable, but the following sentence really moved him.

Since Meng Zhao returned to the Meng family, he has done a lot of things one after another and helped the Meng family a lot. It can be seen that he is a clever and scheming person, not just a simple brave man.

He couldn't fail to see that showing such martial arts would make him suspicious, but he still did so, presumably because he had no intention of competing with Meng Ximengwen, and left all choices in his hands.

Whether it is sincerity or showing weakness to the enemy, in short, there is no way to shake the sky right now.

Meng Jizu nodded, and replied via voice transmission,
"Don't worry, Zhao'er is Zheng'an's only heir. Would I be disadvantageous to him just because he looks like a dragon and a phoenix?"

Only then did Meng Hongdao feel at ease, as long as the family is harmonious and there is no filth, everything is easy to talk about.

(End of this chapter)