Chapter 909: Competition

Song Xiaoba challenged Meng Zikun, and the audience was in an uproar.

Although Song Xiaoba is not bad among the younger generation.

But compared to Meng Zikun, who is talented and intelligent, and became famous at a young age, it is much worse.

Even the head of the Mengshan faction somewhat disagreed with his disciple's approach.

"Song Ba was carried away by victory, right? Who is he challenging badly, challenging Mencius Kun? ”

"That's right, Meng Zikun is as famous as his senior brother Song Yichen, he wants to defeat Meng Zikun now, does he want to win Song Yichen next?"

"Don't you see that Master Song's face is green? It must be angry. ”

What the other people of the Mengshan faction reacted, Meng Zikun didn't care.

He looked at the people on the stage with interest.

"You mean, you're going to challenge me?"

also pointed at himself in a matter-of-fact manner, he suspected that this Song Xiaoba's head was kicked by a donkey.

Just won three rookies, and then dared to challenge him?

Was he beaten down in the end, and Song Yichen had to come to the stage to clean up the mess for him?

"What, didn't Meng Gongzi dare to fight?"

Song Xiaoba has the arrogance of a young man, and also has the impulsive brain pumping of youth and frivolity.

Meng Zikun put down the toothpick in his hand and got up casually:

"Song Er, Three, Four, Five, Six and Seven don't dare to challenge me, where did you get your confidence, Shaoxia?"

The faces of the two, three, four, five, six, seven who were named became a little delicate.

Song Yichen is too good, under his influence, Song Er is mediocre, Song San's ambition is not to practice martial arts, Song Si's fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh are more than diligent and talented.

Song Ba is good, but he is still young and high-spirited.

Song Er, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven all felt ashamed, and they also felt that Song Ba was too impulsive.

Song San also looked at his senior brother: "Senior brother, otherwise you will persuade Xiaoba?" ”

Song Ba's young man's temperament, except for the master and senior brother, no one can suppress him.

But on this occasion, it is a little inappropriate to ask the elders to end up.

Song Yichen's face remained unchanged, but his voice was very serious: "Since Xiaoba has this ambition, let him try." ”

If he doesn't fall, he may not know the pain all along.

I don't know how to respect others.

His mouth owed before, which had already made Song Yichen dissatisfied.

Now, he is just borrowing the hand of Meng Zikun to teach his mentor and younger brother to be a man.

Song Qi is a girl, a little junior sister, and the daughter of the head of Song.

She has the best relationship with Xiaohachi.

At this point, I was already in a bit of a hurry.

"Senior brother, you can persuade the little junior brother, he is just a momentary ability, then Mencius Kun has a dislike for our Mengshan faction, what if he doesn't have a serious attack and seriously injures the little junior brother?"

"Little junior sister, don't worry, although Meng Zikun is debauched, he still has a sense of proportion."

If he came alone, it was impossible for him to face the entire sect of Shangmengshan.

Therefore, the little junior brother will suffer a little at most, and he will not die.

"But......" The little junior sister obviously didn't expect the senior brother to be so ruthless.

But can you blame the elder brother for this?

It's only to blame the little junior brother's brain for not being smart enough, and the persimmon doesn't know how to pick a soft pinch.

They delayed this time, and Meng Zikun had already jumped into the ring.

He stood with his hands in his hands, and he was suave.

Compared with his chic and wanton, Song Xiaoba clenched the sword in his hand.

"Song Bajin, you shouldn't be able to beat me, right?"

Meng Zikun didn't even take a weapon.

Look down on people at a glance.

Song Xiaoba's face was even more ugly: "Meng Gongzi still shows his weapon, right?" Otherwise, if I win, I won't be able to win. ”

"I don't know where you got the confidence to think you would win."

Meng Zikun hooked his lips and turned to look at Song Yichen in the audience.