“I have realized this skill myself, but I haven’t had time to show it to others.

Mr. Meng’s martial arts are extraordinary and extraordinary. It is a great honor to have you as the first witness.

The young monk is showing off his ugliness..."

As he spoke, Jiumozhi held his chest with both hands, pinched it gently, and immediately several sharp and sharp qi energy shot out, shooting straight out of the hall.

After hearing a few "rustling" sounds, dust and smoke were everywhere on the dirt floor outside the hall, and in an instant there were several long and deep knife marks.

Meng Xiuyuan was a little lost in thought about the situation. After thinking about it carefully, he found it very interesting.

The Kung Fu used by Jiumozhi is somewhat similar to his previous "Flaming Sword", but the subtleties are quite different.

In comparison, both speed and power are much stronger.

In fact, Jiumozhi was also secretly glancing at the expression on Meng Xiuyuan's face. Seeing that he was attracted by his martial arts, he couldn't help but feel a bit proud in his heart, and explained:

"When I was taught the "Flaming Knife" by my master, I heard that as long as you practice this skill to a superb level, you can naturally understand a stronger skill.

It's a pity that in the two hundred years of Nyingma sect, no one has really done it.

I originally thought that I would have no hope for life, but I didn’t expect that after I had a painful battle with Mr. Meng last time, I really learned from your skills and went one step further, realizing the unspeakable realm.

So when I said thank you for your guidance, Sir, I was actually telling the truth..."

As he spoke, Jiumozhi suddenly clasped his palms together and raised them to his head. His face flashed red, and he gave a soft drink. Then his hands suddenly slashed down, and a powerful and domineering Qi Jin came out in response, really like an invisible giant knife falling.

Amid the exclamations of Abi and Wang Yuyan, they saw that a willow tree outside the hall was actually split into two halves, with sawdust flying everywhere.

After such a blow, Jiumozhi couldn't help but take a deep breath and adjusted his breath for a long time. It was obviously a heavy burden. However, the expression on his face was quite proud, and he said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"How's it going, Mr. Meng? Is my move "Buddha's Savior of Three Kasyapas" still attractive to you?"

Meng Xiuyuan nodded sincerely and replied with a smile:

"King Ming's skill is indeed quite impressive. In terms of power alone, it may be even better than the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

I just don’t know why you still want to go to the ‘Huan Shi Shui Pavilion’ to read books since you have understood such a magical skill?”

At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but secretly thought, no wonder Jiumozhi was a little wary when he saw him today, but he was not too afraid. It turned out that he had realized such a miraculous skill and felt confident in his heart.

Jiumozhi laughed and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Why did Mr. Meng ask questions even though he knew it?

The road to martial arts is endless, so how can it ever have an end?

If you want to make progress, you must naturally learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought and eventually integrate them.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just like Mr. Meng, you appear here now, presumably to improve your martial arts.

Otherwise, does the young master come to Taihu Lake just to enjoy the scenery of the lake and mountains with these two beautiful girls?"

Meng Xiuyuan was equally happy when he heard this. He secretly thought that the great king of martial arts in front of him was sincere in martial arts and was indeed quite cute sometimes. However, he finally shook his head and said to Jiumozhi:

"Prince Ming is joking, I am indeed here for martial arts.

It’s just that you said that your kung fu surpassed the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", but you said it was unproven.

It just so happened that after you left Tianlong Temple, I made a deal with the senior monk in the temple and exchanged this skill for you.

Although I'm not very skilled in it, I can still use it.

I wonder if King Ming is interested in joining my hands?"

As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, everyone present was stunned. Because no one expected that Meng Xiuyuan would actually stand up for the Murong family at this time and take the initiative to deal with this powerful enemy.

After all, Meng Xiuyuan may have some contact with the Wang family of Mantuo Villa, but he has no friendship at all with the Murong family of Shenhe Villa.

He had already shown good intentions in helping Abi out of trouble before. Now he had to fight Jiumozhi again. Even Abi herself felt that she couldn't bear this kind of kindness.

Terrified, she quickly and secretly pulled Meng Xiuyuan's sleeve from the side and whispered in his ear:

"Mr. Meng, that great monk is very powerful, don't do anything with him!

I am a little girl, no matter what he does, he will never really embarrass me..."

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head slightly and did not answer. He only gently pushed Abi away with his true energy. His eyes were still looking at Jiumozhi, as if waiting for his answer.

Jiumozhi frowned slightly when he saw this, and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Mr. Meng, I admire your martial arts skills and my patience with you.

Why do you have to go against me?"

Meng Xiuyuan laughed and said calmly to Jiumozhi:

"King Ming has misunderstood, I don't want to go against you.

It's just that once I saw your skills, I really thought it was good. I wanted to take a closer look at it when I discuss it with you.

Furthermore, although this girl Abi and I have not known each other for a long time, we hit it off instantly and can be considered friends..."

When Abi heard what Meng Xiuyuan said, her body trembled slightly and she looked at him in disbelief.

She had never thought that someone like Meng Xiuyuan would actually be willing to treat a little maid like her as a friend.

But unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan hadn't finished speaking yet. He only heard him continue to laugh:

"What's more, sparring with you, Prince Ming, is just something that happens casually and doesn't take much effort.

How can you tell what the opposition is..."
Chapter completed!