Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 840 Strong, dark thinking (for subscription)

The corner of Fu Zeguang's mouth twitched, feeling angry and ashamed. The other party's modest words made him even more incompetent.

I don't know if it was intentional, no, it must be intentional, it's really hypocritical.

Disgusted by Meng Zhao's hypocrisy, he stopped talking and bowed respectfully to the three masters on the jade platform with a cold face, waiting for advice.

Of course, the three great masters also saw that after this battle, the two had actually developed rifts and conflicts. If there is a chance in the future, Fu Zeguang will definitely avenge this.

But they didn't think about mediation, mainly because they didn't think Fu Zeguang had the ability.

So they opened their mouths one after another, commenting on the martial arts of the two and giving their opinions.

The main point is to Fu Zeguang, and among them, Grandmaster Baigu's opinion is the most pertinent.

According to what Grandmaster Baigu said, although Fu Zeguang's Hundred Ghosts Profound Handle is a sect orthodox sect, his practice is not in the right way. It looks mellow and vigorous, but there is a sense of vanity and impatience in it, which has deviated from the Taoist thought in it.

If you want to consolidate your foundation, it is best to re-refinish your true qi. Most of the things you use are moonlight and sky dew. Without information about such treasures, he is ready to tilt resources to Fu Zeguang.

As for Meng Zhao, the evaluations of the three great masters are relatively uniform, that is, they are almost perfect. If they want to improve themselves, they can't help them much, they can only realize themselves.

For a while, Meng Zhao once again attracted the eyes of hundreds of spectators, most of whom seemed envious and jealous.

The conclusion of the three great masters is that Meng Zhaozhi's tyranny and talent potential are beyond words.

When Fu Zeguang returned to his seat half joyful and half depressed, Meng Zhaoze remained in the field.

It's not that he doesn't want to return in a low-key manner, but that the Lord of Asgard seems to have recognized him and directly designated him as the opponent of the second lucky one, no, not just the second lucky one.

Next, there were five innate warriors who were named by the Lord of the Immortal Palace to show their own martial arts. They evaluated first and then made suggestions. They should be considered very lucky. They were able to get advice from the three great masters. Unfortunately, they all became Meng Zhao’s background. plate.

Although they had gained something, none of them were defeated by Meng Zhao in a destructive manner. They won and lost their combat power, and the feedback they got was actually quite mediocre.

It wasn't until this time that everyone really realized what kind of pervert Meng Zhao was and what level his strength had reached.

He beats the innate, just like the innate beats the acquired. A father beats his son without any effort, obviously superior to the innate. Some people even think that Meng Zhao has the strength of a half-step master.

People who are acquainted with each other, such as Niu Dali, Zheng Que, etc., especially those who have interests in Meng Zhao, and even plan to join him, are the most excited. It is true that Meng Zhao's performance has inspired them.

Of course, Meng Zhao's enemies also used this to understand his strength.

For example, after Meng Zhao defeated Fu Zeguang, he kept his face sullen, as if someone owed him money. After that, Meng Zhao defeated warriors one after another, and they all won in a crushing situation. Like a storm.

After Fu Zeguang returned to his seat, he specially rumored to him,
"Pi Ning, you have a grudge against this person, you'd better take it easy, his martial arts are unimaginably high.

I tried my best, but I couldn't find out his background, instead I was easily defeated. If you really fight him head-on, even if you use poisonous means to sneak up on you, I'm afraid you won't get any benefits. That's all I have to say, you should do it yourself. "

Although the words were not very polite, and it was obvious that he was venting a little because of his bad mood, but Pi Ning did not want to turn against Fu Zeguang, so he could only reluctantly show a smile and agree.

The words are rough and not rough, Meng Zhaozhi is powerful, although Pi Ning had been aware of it before, but it was not clear, it can only be regarded as an intuition, but now, he can really feel what kind of level he has reached.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Pi Ning already felt a little regretful at this moment, regretting why he had made a mess with this Meng Tao because of a beast poison pill, and then the trouble became bigger and bigger, and he had already lost his life. Now he wants to stop, The other party is afraid that they will not agree.

However, he has a narrow and selfish personality, with a vicious and mean side, and he believes that although he is a bit aggressive, the other party is also too domineering, which makes it difficult to end the situation.

The stronger Meng Zhao became, the more astonishing his performance was. In fact, it made Pi Ning more determined to get rid of him.

However, the method must be clear, at least on the premise that there is no absolute certainty, Pi Ning does not intend to tease Meng Zhao anymore, and it is true that he was frightened by Meng Zhao's performance this time.

No matter how powerful he is with poison, he can only injure people. If the opponent is rushed, he will kill him directly. He is not sure how to survive, that domineering and powerful martial arts can even subtly restrain a person like him who is good at fighting with poison.

In addition, even Zhao Hun, who had changed his face and mixed in with the crowd, had an extremely dignified expression at this time.

To tell the truth, he had witnessed Meng Zhao's supernatural power before, defeating Tie Xiongfei and Yang Cai successively, and he had already raised his opinion of Meng Zhao. Knowing, raising awareness of him again.

Even if Meng Zhao was not as good as Emperor Hongwu, he could barely be regarded as a little legend for being able to go from a hungry and cold beggar to today's level.

However, meeting again today, and seeing the other party make a move again, I feel even more unfathomable.

It seems that Meng Zhao achieved such a brilliant and astonishing performance in this extremely short period of time, in which some acquired warriors may not be able to open up a meridian, to achieve a leap-like improvement again.

It also let him breathe a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time he had already made preparations in advance, and he didn't plan to use those low-handed methods, combine vertically and horizontally, and summon masters to besiege, otherwise he might be smashed into the sand, and even pay for it. Take your own life.

In fact, thinking of these, Zhao Hun's heart was still full of bitterness, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot.

In a sense, Meng Zhao, the evil dragon, was actually raised by him.

After all, if it wasn't for him, Meng Zhao would still be begging on the street, maybe he would have starved to death, died of illness, how could he be so beautiful today?

It is very difficult for him to get in touch with martial arts.

But if you think about it carefully, you will know that it is not all his problem.

Some people can't hold it up no matter how they hold it, they are not born with that material.

And some people, as long as they are given a chance, they can soar up to [-] miles, and they can turn into a dragon when they encounter a storm.

Zhao Hun felt that even if he hadn't taken a fancy to the other person's appearance that day, with the potential and luck he showed now, it might not be impossible for someone else to make a move and give Meng Zhao a chance to make a fortune.

"However, that's the end of it, the evil dragon I raised will be terminated by me.

The three great masters, with all kinds of innate talents, buried you, and they died well. "

Zhao Hun's heart moved, and he secretly transmitted voice to a person, and acted according to the plan.

(End of this chapter)