For Shi Siming, even if he sealed the opened meridians and the three successful forces, he would be seven-point sure to defeat Meng Wen, not to mention that Meng Zhao, who was far inferior to Meng Wen in his eyes, was far inferior to Meng Wen.

And in this way, others can't say anything about him, after all, he has moved closer to fairness to the greatest extent.

Meng Zhao had long been determined to make a name for himself by Shi Siming, so he took the initiative to ask Meng Wen about Shi Siming's martial arts and searched for news. It was a painstaking effort to increase the bargaining chips for victory.

Originally, he realized that even if the opponent was not blocked, he had the intention to make a mistake without intention, and with the help of the power of the Earth Spirit Pearl, he would have a six-point chance of winning.

If the opponent's skill is reduced and the difference between him seems to be, then the six points are calculated here, and two more points will be eight points.

The little abacus in their minds is a big fight. As for who can be better at the skills, it depends on the performance on the spot.

Seeing that Meng Zhao and Shi Siming had no objection, Chen Tianci walked to Shi Siming, stretched out his delicate and white palm, and pressed it behind him. A golden halo spread in his palm, and soon merged into Shi Siming's body like a drop of water.

In a moment, Meng Zhao's senses, the powerful power in Shi Siming's body reduced a lot out of thin air, and the aura that was suppressed like a volcano that was about to erupt also fell a lot.

I couldn't help but feel a stern in my heart. I wonder if all the innate true qi is so mysterious or if only the Taiyi Jin Book of the Shen family in Jinling has such a miraculous effect, which can seal the breath in the human body, be natural and without any awkwardness.

At this time, Meng Chuan hurriedly approached Meng Zhao, pulled his sleeve, and said with a serious expression,

"Fifth brother, do you really decide to fight Shi Siming? I know that your martial arts have made great progress recently, but Shi Siming is definitely not a warrior in his ordinary cognition, but a genius carefully cultivated by the Fire Dragon Cave.

Whether it is strength, wisdom, experience, and even talent in combat, he is the best among his peers.

And it would be fine if it was just a simple exchange. Look at Hu Yingming's proud expression, there must be a ghost among them. I think it would be better to forget it."

Meng Chuan was really worried about Meng Zhao, and deep down, he felt that Meng Zhao was not Shi Siming's opponent.

If you lose, you will not only be injured, but the reputation of the Meng family will also fall to the bottom after Meng Wen and Meng Zhao are defeated again and again.

After all, the younger generation symbolizes the potential of the future. How can a family with such a poor descendant have a bright future?

Who would have expected that Meng Rong, who had been holding Meng Zhao's arm before she could speak, had already opposed it,

"How can this work? Now we have agreed. If we regret it temporarily, how can we think of the fourth brother?

I think the fourth brother looks confident and must be sure. If you don’t believe it, let’s take a look.”

Meng Rong was eccentric and found out early in the morning that Meng Zhao seemed to have something wrong and was too calm. If she hadn't been stupid by nature, she would have been prepared.

In her perception, even if Meng Zhao is not the most intelligent person in the world, she is still the second-class, and she will not let herself suffer any losses.

Meng Chuan was silent for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was true. He was not as good as Meng Rong to understand Meng Zhao.

As the brothers of the two, even if they were nominally and without blood relationship, Meng Zhao was still happy about their relationship and trust. His lips raised, and he blinked his eyes at the two of them in a rare playful way and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I've been checking Shi Siming for a day or two, just wait for my good news."

As he said that, Meng Zhao strung the jade Buddhist beads in his hand on his right wrist, then went to Lu Le, handed something out of his arms to him, and then walked to the center of the square with his head held high.

Chen Tianci used spiritual consciousness and enlightened the spirit, and instantly felt the huge, restrained, full of vitality.

A gaze like a clear spring flashed over Meng Zhao and Lu Le in surprise. When he thought of something, a mysterious smile appeared on his slightly tender face. He also became more interested and expectant about this battle.

The white marble is polished smoothly, like a mirror, vaguely reflecting Meng Zhao's figure.

The slender body is filled with vigorous vitality and the lines are smooth. Although it is not the kind of muscular man with shocking senses, the streamlined shape shows the terrifying explosive power.

On the other side, after explaining to Hu Yingming and Sun Chuanshan, Shi Siming also walked to the center of the scene.

Just as everyone held their breath, widened their eyes, and wanted to see the mystery of the Fire Dragon Cave and the Meng Family's magical skills.

Shi Siming spoke again, his meaning was unpredictable,

"Before the discussion, I have another thing to ask clearly, the so-called fists and feet are ruthless, and the sword is eyeless.

Even though Mr. Meng and I were just having a friendly exchange, if we were evenly matched, we would inevitably do our best and could not hold back.

If there are any serious consequences, how should we deal with them?"

As soon as he said this, the scene was silent. Dozens of people looked at him quietly. Even if they didn't know the inside story, they could smell the strong smell of gunpowder.

Before the fight started, I was thinking about the consequences of serious injuries or even death.

With this attitude and the subsequent battle situation, you can imagine how intense it would be.

Hu Yingming spoke appropriately,

"It's the extreme, it's the extreme, but according to our martial character, we naturally have life and death, and wealth and honor are in heaven. Even if there are deaths and injuries, the consequences will not be pursued."

Meng Zhao's heart was as quiet as a deep pool, unfathomable, and a purple feeling deep in his eyes became increasingly rich, and there was nothing in front of him, only Shi Siming, who was his opponent.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his voice lightly but with a trembling force in his ears,

"Speak less of nonsense, have you prepared a life-and-death case? If you have it, take it out and sign it."

At this time, Meng Zhao was very different from the gentleness, gentleness, and even worldly style that he usually showed. He showed his sharpness, spoke and did things, and acted neatly and decisively.

No nonsense, it feels like you are indifferent to life and death, and you will do it if you don’t accept it.

Hu Yingming looked at Meng Zhao suspiciously, and his heart thrust, and the life and death situation in his arms suddenly felt hot and could not be taken out, so he said embarrassedly,

"We didn't know that there would be such a battle in advance, so we never had a life and death situation.

However, since Mr. Chen is in front of him, there is no need for any life and death.

Only you two have made a verbal agreement that you will not pursue life and death in this battle. In addition, all the people present are well-known and confident, and I think they are still credible. I wonder what you said about Monk Meng?"

This is a complete picture of the situation and will block Meng Zhao's retreat.

At this time, Hu Yingming's heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge and joy that was about to be repaid. His cold eyes swept over Meng Zhao, and he couldn't help but recall the unprecedented humiliation he had suffered before, and said intimidly,

"Today is the time when you, Monk Meng, are ruined."

Meng Zhao's face was calm, without joy or sorrow,

"Okay, everyone will be a witness. My fight with Shi Shaoxia is all about competition and I have no selfless grudges. If there is any mistake and I am beaten to death, it has nothing to do with Shi Shaoxia."

Shi Siming's heart raked, looking at Meng Zhao's handsome but without any expression, subconsciously hesitated, but thinking of the three hundred-year-old one-horned fire python gallbladder, he felt aggrieved, and said,

"My man Shi also asks you all to testify. My fight with Mr. Meng is all about experiencing the magical power of the Meng family's Red Flag Order, without any grudges. If there is any damage or even death in this battle, it has nothing to do with Mr. Meng."
Chapter completed!