Meng Zhao's thoughts moved and luck came to his fingertips. He saw the blood dripping floating on his fingertips falling down, like ice particles, colliding with the coffee table, making a crisp sound, and the blood dripping condensed but did not dissipate, as if it was forcibly stuck together by an invisible force.

Tang Ling'er's eyes showed a strange look. She could see that there was a soft cloud sword energy contained in the drop of blood, but it was suppressed by a stronger, terrifying and domineering inner breath, so it was introverted and flexible, causing this strange scene.

The blood fell, Meng Zhao took back his fingertips, and saw that the wound on it was as fine as a pinhole, which was invisible. It was the essence of his mental method of the Tianbat Blood Transformation Sutra to repair the wounds, and the effect was particularly significant.

In contrast, Zheng Kexie had not spoken for a long time and was stunned. In fact, it was because of luck. While breaking through the blockade of Meng Zhao's unique finger force on the breath of the meridians in his body, he comforted the turmoil caused by the uncontrolled sword energy in his body.

After a long time, Zheng Kexie let out a long breath of exhaust gas, carrying a scorching wave of fire, and then his eyes were filled with shock.

"I didn't expect that Brother Meng's Red Flag Order was not only high, but his fingering was even more exquisite. I admire him."

As for victory or defeat, although he was a little inferior, he had no relationship with defeat anyway. He would never have even lost his sword. He would just use the sword finger to compete, so he would say that he was not as good as Meng Zhao?

However, with this tentative move, Zheng Kexie did not dare to underestimate Meng Zhao at all. Instead, he secretly took it seriously and regarded it as an opponent who could compete for power, and thought to himself,

No wonder that Shi Siming lost to this kid's hand. His fingering technique is so exquisite. If you don't pay attention, it will be a gutter that will capsize. The Xuanhuo True Sutra is not as sharp and powerful as the Rouyun Dang Ri Sword Sutra, and may not be able to break through the blockade of the meridians in the body.

However, he didn't know that Meng Zhao was better than Shi Siming with his courage, wisdom, and the two martial arts of the Red Flag Order Iron Smelting Hands. Even if he took advantage of the tricks, he was far from comparable to his strength today.

Meng Zhao smiled but said nothing, stretched out his hand again, but he was fist-like, like an old cow pushing a mill, slowly pushing towards Zheng Kexie. Its momentum was like a mountain, layer by layer, and a powerful and simple aura came in a vast aura.

Zheng Kexie's face changed, and he didn't dare to hold back. He pointed to the sword and turned into a twelve exquisite sword styles. The sword energy was superimposed, and the spiritual observation was like a cloud of swords covering the sky, even the sun in the sky could cover up, let alone the thousands of mountains?

However, beyond Zheng Kexie's expectation, Meng Zhao's hand had a unique mystery. The moment the sword energy came into contact, Meng Zhao turned his fist into a palm, the palm was sunken, and a suction force moved the sword energy sideways and deflected, and then suppressed it with one palm. His own power to push the mountain continued to rush towards him.

This time, Zheng Kexie could no longer be peaceful. He turned over and rose up. He was about to draw his sword and came out, but suddenly he realized that the terrible energy that seemed to be able to urge the mountain to break the stone. When he pushed it in front of him, it suddenly dissipated like a breeze, which only made the two long strands of his forehead float continuously.

Such a method of controlling the power and gathering and dispersing at will have the charm of a three-point strong man, which made him stand there blankly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

After a long time, he spoke again,

"Good means and good kung fu. I lost this competition."

Tang Ling'er covered her little mouth with an incredible look on her face and couldn't believe it.

In fact, it is not surprising that Zheng Kexie loses. The competition between senior brothers and junior brothers on the mountain is fierce. Just talking about martial arts, Zheng Kexie is definitely not the only one, but he rarely admits his failure in person.

I never expected that today I would admit my failure so neatly when facing someone who has only met twice.

Meng Zhao shook his head and said seriously,

"Brother Zheng is attached to the face. Our exchanges are just to appreciate the advantages and disadvantages of each martial arts, to take advantage of their strengths and weaknesses, and where does it come from? If we really fight, Brother Zheng's sword is unsheathed, he may not be able to resist it.

Moreover, if it weren’t for the fact that he had gained a lot after the battle with Shi Shaoxia and had the opportunity to learn two exquisite martial arts, he would probably not have the qualifications to compete with Brother Zheng.”

When Zheng Kexie heard this, his eyes suddenly shone. He was so moved that he looked at Meng Zhao that he almost thought that the other party was his brother who had been separated for many years.

Otherwise, why are you so humble and want to raise him up in front of your junior sister?

When Meng Zhao first heard these words, they did look like that, but after careful consideration, he found that his mind was sinister.

First, we say that the two are discussing each other, not fighting, so they cannot say that they win or lose. Then we must be sure that the other party’s martial arts are extremely sharp. If they are serious, it is not certain who wins and who loses.

The latter sentence is even more heart-wrenching, elevating Zheng Kexie's martial arts skills to Shi Siming.

Anyway, both inside and outside, they all praise and praise Zheng Kexie without any contempt.

It is precisely because of this that Zheng Kexie felt more and more that Meng Zhao was really good, knowing and being able to make friends with him.

He knew that Meng Zhao had seen through his thoughts and that the other party was trying to fulfill his wish.

Tang Ling'er couldn't see any other tricks between the two. She really thought that her senior brother had a profound martial arts skills, a arrogant face, and was very proud.

But I was also confused. Could it be that Senior Brother Zheng’s martial arts are really better than Senior Brother Shi?

When Zheng Kexie took his seat again, he would never dare to make trouble again and began to have a serious conversation with Meng Zhao.

Moreover, the two looked extremely harmonious, and they didn't seem to have met twice and had a dispute for the first time. This was all because of Meng Zhao's deliberate behavior.

Is Meng Zhao really so humble, easy-going and understanding? Not necessarily.

His every word and deed he was invited to deliberately dismantle the hostility of his fellow Zheng Kexie and his sisters, and then approach them and use them to find out the news he wanted.

Of course, there is also the idea of ​​easing the relationship with that old thing Mingxia.

In fact, he did.

Although these two young men and women who came from the holy land of martial arts have some lack of mind, their wisdom is really good. The reason why Meng Zhao was in his hands was like a puppet who was fiddled with by him was because of his lack of experience and could not lose face.

If Meng Zhaogang arrived in this room and Zheng Kexie did not say anything, he would just raise his sword and slash him, no matter how capable Meng Zhao had, no matter how deep his cunning, no matter how many wrists he had, he would not be able to use it.

After all, after all, the relationship between the two sides is not harmonious and there have been disputes. There is nothing wrong with doing this.

If Meng Zhao was in Zheng Kexie's position, he would definitely do such a thing.

This is probably the fundamental difference between the two.

Even Zheng Kexie knew in his heart that Meng Zhao was above him, in terms of his demeanor, character, and ability and martial arts.

Therefore, after the official friendship began, Zheng Kexie was relatively low-key, and he did not have the arrogant inside and outside when he met first.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Meng Zhao didn't want to make friends with him, but just wanted to use him.

In terms of making friends, Chen Tianci is truly worthy of making friends with the peerless genius, and Zheng Kexie is far behind.

He was teased by Meng Zhao one after another, but instead treated Meng Zhao as a good person.
Chapter completed!