The Qin family's Tiangong Secret Records do not involve specific martial arts, but are pure design, forging, and mechanism methods. In fact, even if they were passed on to two people, they could not fully understand it, and they transformed from a warrior to a craftsman.

Finally, we still have to take out the precious secret techniques contained in this secret book with goals and leave them to professionals for analysis, research, sample production, and finally mass production to achieve our own goals, either people's livelihood or military industry.

Therefore, the real purpose of Qin Siqing's words is actually to tell the two that she will only choose one party to get close to and make friends. Once she makes a choice, the other party will be given up. It is cruel, but also realistic.

"Don't worry, cousin-in-law, Longcheng and I are not gangsters on the street. We have our own will and will not hang up."

Meng Zhao was the first to speak out. Anyway, he was determined to win the secret record that day. Even if Qin Siqing didn't pass it on to him, but to Longcheng, he could still seize it strongly.

In Lingwu City, he has this ability and the ability to do whatever he wants, and can be called a land domineering king.

Longcheng nodded reservedly, but his heart was heavy. He always felt that his disadvantages were too obvious compared to Meng Zhao, because he was a lonely man and could not use this Tiangong Secret Record.

Qin Siqing smiled slightly, with a bit of refreshing summer drizzle in her purse, blinked and continued,

"There is no doubt that you two have the martial arts skills, and I will not test this.

But I was very curious, who is better at martial arts?”

As soon as these words were said, the few people present were all black. If you don’t test this, you just want to provoke the two of you to take action. What is this behavior?

However, if you think about it carefully, you will know that the strong and the winner will definitely be more favorable to Qin Siqing and occupy a favorable position. Therefore, a small battle is not difficult.

Meng Zhao had no intention. Although he did not deliberately go to seclusion and practice in Lingwu City since Kunnan returned to Lingwu City, he received the top Buddhist magical powers, and now he is transcendent and talented, and his foundation is unfathomable.

He may not be able to do anything to him even if he claims to be a master. He is almost at the limit of breaking the boundary, but he has not yet reached the perfect foundation in his heart, so he continues to practice and accumulate.

Although Longcheng has high martial arts skills, it is absolutely impossible to have such an extremely powerful cultivation level as he has. There is a gap between the two.

He even wondered whether he could directly break the other party's backbone and completely smash his name to tyrannical genius.

Longcheng's heart was sank. It has to be said that as a qualified top genius, his abilities are among the best among martial artists in all aspects, with strong observation and sensitivity.

From the first glance of Meng Zhao, he realized that he could not grasp the other party's aura and breath.

Meng Zhao is like leaving this world and living in another space, separated by unbreakable barriers.

Or maybe, the cultivation level is profound, the integration of heaven, earth and man, and harmony is like one.

His body can be seen with his eyes, but his spiritual sense cannot sense his existence.

This feeling made Longcheng shocking. Although he was not scared, he was also a little afraid.

"It's impossible to compete. However, I and Mr. Meng have no grudges and grudges after all. If I get bleeding or strong, it's hard to stop. Why not just give it a small competition? The scope is limited to this room. I wonder what Mr. Meng wants to do?"

The biggest label on Longcheng now is the martial arts genius and the peerless genius.

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 must never lose to those of the same age or even those who are younger than him.

This will directly break his genius golden body and be pulled into the mortal world and no longer have the reputation of the past.

As his strong rival, Meng Zhao must not be careless or careless at all. He must never agree to a serious fight, but it is acceptable to have a brief discussion in this small room.

Even if you really lose to the opponent, you will just be at a disadvantage and will not be said to be a big loss.

He can even blame the limitations of his martial arts style for his defeat. In short, there are many excuses. Even if it is spread, it will not damage his reputation for his hard work for many years.

Meng Zhao smiled, but shook his head.

"If it's serious, like Brother Long, you are fighting with Zhuo Mufeng on the shore of Mingxiu Lake, and everyone is watching and witnessing it, I can consider it, but it's really not interesting to play in this small room, so let's forget it."

Meng Zhao's choice was beyond everyone's expectations, especially Ding Zhanyun, who knew very well how terrifying her man's martial arts were. It was impossible for her to be afraid or fear of Longcheng.

So, the only explanation is that he couldn't get interested and had such a meaningless fight with Longcheng.

Ding Yuqin originally wanted to laugh, mocking Meng Zhao for being cowardly and did not dare to fight, but her smile immediately froze on her face, because the other party didn't open the pot, but she revealed her shortcomings.

No matter what, she still owe Zhuo Mufeng, and felt very guilty, but she was more determined.

Thinking about it carefully, this bastard is not timid and cowardly, and he avoids fighting. He clearly wants to force Longcheng to fight head-on with him, or the kind of duel at the Mingxiu Lakeside level.

One of the two is destined to be a stepping stone for the other, one becomes a more eye-catching legend, and the other loses its glory and falls from the high throne.

This is not something that can be described as timid, but rather that you have sufficient confidence in yourself.

And those who see this are Longcheng and Qin Siqing.

Qin Siqing was really a little shocked at this time. The domineering and self-confidence that Meng Zhao showed deeply shocked her.

You know, his opponent is Longcheng. If he really duels under the attention of the crowd and loses to the other party, he will definitely become the biggest laughing stock in the land of China. The Dragon King of Beimeng is even more of a joke.

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

In comparison, what Longcheng said before seems to be steady and decent, maintaining the bottom line of both sides.

However, isn’t this a kind of petty aura? It can even be regarded as disconfidence in one’s own self?

Meng Zhao, Longcheng, does not seem to need a real competition, and the prestige has been determined.

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

Longcheng's face was also pale and red, and was forced to a dead end by Meng Zhao.

He didn't expect that Meng Zhao didn't regard him as an opponent, and he didn't expect that the other party was so confident.

The strength and weakness of warriors in the world are not constant, and there are many people who defeat the strong with weak.

Although he realized that Meng Zhao's cultivation was profound and harmonious, he was above him, but he did not think that he was definitely inferior to the other party. If he really fought, it is still unknown who wins and who loses.

But if he really made a fight with the other party, he would indeed lack the domineering behavior of the other party that swallowed thousands of miles apart.

At least, he couldn't afford to bet, and the chips on the surface did not support him in doing so.

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

"Since that's the case, let's give up."
Chapter completed!