Soul Martial Emperor

Chapter 20 Meng Hao makes a move
Just when a big battle was about to usher on the martial arts arena, a smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and he muttered: "Interesting, I have stepped into the realm of martial arts, and I am worthy of being a major player in Qingyuan City." genius."

"Golden Ape Martial Soul, Vajra Fist!"

Meng Lingxiang took the lead to make a move, which was a killer move, like King Kong's fist slamming down in the air, directly enveloping Zhao Jinming in it, it could be seen that Meng Lingxiang had used all his strength in this move.

"This kind of attack is useless to me," Zhao Jinming smiled slightly, kicked out his legs like lightning, and went straight to the golden fist, as if he was about to hit head-on.

"Three stages of low-grade soul skills, chain lightning kicks!"

Zhao Jinming shouted coldly, the foot that was about to collide with the golden fist suddenly turned into a streak of light, directly broke through the blockade of the golden fist, and kicked straight at Meng Lingxiang's chest, most of them were shocked at this moment , Meng Yuhua's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.

Boom!Pooh!
A deep sound resounded on the competition platform, Meng Lingxiang's body suddenly flew upside down, fell under the competition platform, and fell into a coma, Zhao Jinming looked at Meng Lingxiang who had passed out and said with a mocking smile: "The number one of the Meng family A genius is nothing more than that, and he can't even take a single move from me."

As soon as the words fell, not only the faces of all the Meng family changed drastically, but even the faces of the other two big families, the City Lord's Mansion and Cuiliuju, also changed slightly. When everyone was in shock, Ouyang Ziyan looked at Meng Hao, but found that this guy was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Jinming's words insulting the younger generation of the Meng family.

Meng Hao looked up at his parents and grandfather, and found that they were also full of helplessness, so he walked slowly towards the competition arena, and the disciples of the Meng family took the initiative to give way to Meng Hao, because Meng Hao A cold aura emanated from his body, and those disciples involuntarily retreated to the sides.

"Has this guy finally made a move? The breath on his body is so cold. It seems that this guy is really angry. I just don't know how many hole cards this Zhao Jinming can get him to use." When seeing the familiar figure, Ouyang Zi A faint smile appeared on Yan's face.

"Meng Hao, what are you doing, go back quickly," Meng Tiannan, Meng Hao's uncle, said in a deep voice. He naturally cared about Meng Hao and didn't want him to be hurt. After all, Zhao Jinming was not even a match for Meng Lingxiang, the number one genius in the Meng family. How could Meng Hao be his opponent.

Meng Hao didn't speak. He looked up at his grandfather and smiled at him. Meng Tianhua was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Tiannan, let Haoer go up." Seeing that his father had already spoken, Meng Tiannan didn't say anything. In order to continue to block, Meng Hao slowly walked up to the competition stage and stood opposite Zhao Jinming.

Meng Hao raised his head to look at Zhao Jinming and said indifferently: "The young men of the Meng family are not insulted just as you say." Zhao Jinming said mockingly: "What's the matter with the young men of the Meng family? Bite me." After saying this, all the disciples of the Meng family couldn't help being furious, while the members of the Zhao family laughed loudly.

Meng Hao said indifferently: "If that's the case, then you have to pay a heavy price for insulting the Meng family today." After speaking, Meng Hao's face also gradually became indifferent, and then his body trembled. Soul power surged out, and then appeared in front of Zhao Jinming in a flash.

"Second stage top-grade soul skill, Dragon Palm!"

Meng Hao's indifferent voice resounded, and then he slapped out his palm, transforming into a blue dragon and going straight to Zhao Jinming, as if he wanted to knock Zhao Jinming away.

"Since you want to die, I will help you." Although Zhao Jinming's expression changed, he immediately reflected on it, snorted coldly, and then raised his leg to kick forward, intending to use his old skills.

"Three stages of low-grade soul skills, chain lightning kicks!"

Sure enough, he was about to use the soul skill that defeated Meng Lingxiang before, but when he met the blue dragon, he suddenly changed direction and kicked Meng Hao's chest.

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and he looked at the footsteps kicking towards him without moving. At this moment, most of the disciples thought that Meng Hao was finished.

"Huh", just when Zhao Jinming kicked Meng Hao's body with the sole of his foot, the sole of that foot went through Meng Hao's body, and immediately let out a light surprise in doubt.

"Here it is!"

"Second stage top-grade soul skill, Thunderbolt Hand!"

Meng Hao's indifferent voice sounded above Zhao Jinming's head, and Zhao Jinming immediately raised his head to look up in shock. The soul power in his body was frightened by this look, because he saw a thunderous The palm just hit him, and it was too late to avoid it.

Before Zhao Jinming was ready to defend himself, he was slapped on the body by the thunder and lightning giant hand, and then fell to the competition platform, which actually smashed the competition platform into a deep hole.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in distress crawled out of the deep pit, and there was a sound that the clothes were shattered into pieces, and there was even a faint bloodstain seeping out of his body, obviously injured by Meng Hao.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, Meng Yuhua murmured: "It's so mysterious, it seems to be the "Walking Dragon Movement". Could it be that old thing taught him, it seems impossible." Ouyang Ziyan's eyes Surprised, he murmured: "How many cards do you have left, but I don't know how many cards Zhao Jinming can draw from you." After speaking, there was a look of excitement in his eyes.

In another VIP seat, Wang Qianyi murmured: "I didn't expect him to become so powerful." Only at this moment did she realize how stupid she was, and she actually walked away from him, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"You are fine, you have angered me successfully, let me show you my real strength next." Zhao Jinming grinned grimly, looked up at Meng Hao, and his body shook, which belonged to the breath of a half-step martial arts realm. The fluctuations swept away, except for the continuous smile of the head of the Zhao family, the rest of the people were all surprised.

Qin Wanru said to Meng Tianyu: "Zhao Jinming is already half-strength in the realm of martial arts. I'm afraid Hao'er is not his opponent. I don't want him to be injured." Meng Tianyu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, once Hao'er loses , I will rescue Hao’er.”

Zhao Jinming smiled ferociously at Meng Hao: "In order to kill you, I have to summon my martial soul, so you just wait to be killed by me."

"Storm spirit, come out!"

As Zhao Jinming's voice fell, a gray whirlwind appeared behind Zhao Jinming, suspended there quietly, and unexpectedly there was a sharp wave spreading out.

"The next thing is your doom, boy." As soon as Zhao Jinming finished speaking, he rushed towards Meng Hao. The speed was much faster than before, and he was in front of Meng Hao in a flash.

(End of this chapter)