Within ten zhang of the Longhumen Martial Arts Hall, it has been isolated into a vacuum by the soldiers of the Yamen of the Gyeonggi Division. Those who came to sign up were also transferred to a nearby restaurant.

These monks who came to participate in the competition, although there were several long queues at the moment, their eyes were all glancing in the direction of the martial arts hall, intentionally or unintentionally.

From time to time, there would be a few wild laughter, faintly coming from the martial arts hall.

As soon as he heard this laughter, Meng Siao's face suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Where's the stone dragon?" his tone was a little cold.

Since Shi Long has shown that his heart is taking refuge in him, then at this time, not to mention that it is just a thirteenth prince who came to smash the field, even if the prince is here, and today's majesty is here, he should also stand up without hesitation!

With his cultivation in the Condensation Realm, what is Cao Yuan?

However, it is clear that the stone dragon does not seem to have appeared.

This made Meng Siao very dissatisfied.

"The master of the stone pavilion was entangled by a master beside Liu Hao, and the two kept confronting each other, and no one moved. Zhuge Fei heard the anger in his tone, and immediately explained it for Shi Long.

"I see, I see. Meng Siao let out a sigh, although his eyes were still not good, his face was somewhat not as gloomy as before, "As a prince, it is not a big deal to have a few Inner Master Guards of the Condensation Realm around him. Hehe, Cao Yuan......"

He suddenly let out a sneer, and Zhuge Fei trembled when he heard it, and subconsciously took two steps away from Meng Wushao, only to feel that this Wushao seemed to be more elusive than in the past.

When the two of them entered the martial arts hall, naturally there would be no blinding people to come up and stop them.

Walking all the way in, Meng Siao obviously saw some fresh faces dressed in the costumes of the Ouchi guards, and he didn't have to guess to know that these were all doglegs brought by Liu Hao to show off his strength.

"Hehe, that's all! With your ability, what kind of martial arts conference do you want to hold? Don't be ashamed! Just rely on you, are you also worthy of talking about the word 'martial arts'? Liu Xiaobie, what's the matter, there are a few left, do you want to continue to come up and have fun? I promise that I will continue to entertain you well! Hahahahahaha!"

Just walking in the aisle, Meng Siao had already heard Cao Yuan's arrogant shout.

"Brother Xiaobie, admit defeat, with you people, how can you fight with me?"

Another voice came, although the tone was calm, but between the lines, it was full of superiority, even a fool could hear it.

"Liu Cod's ****?" Meng Siao asked.

"En!" Zhuge Fei gritted his teeth a little.

"Take it easy, I'll give you a chance to slap your face in a moment. The corners of Meng Siao's mouth twitched, revealing a touch of white. He patted Zhuge Fei's shoulder, and his steps suddenly sped up a lot.

In the main hall of the martial arts hall, in the ring, a young man clasped his hands to his chest and looked at Liu Xiaobie and the others below with a mocking expression. On the left side of the ring, a young man in a Chinese costume was sitting on stilts, holding a tea cup, smiling, sipping tea unhurriedly, very well-chested.

Liu Xiaobie's face was already gloomy to the extreme, he looked at this young man in gorgeous clothes, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he resolutely took a step forward, and was about to walk towards the ring.

A hint of mockery flashed on the face of the young man in Chinese costumes, he turned his head to look at Cao Yuan in the ring, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly.

Cao Yuan understood, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he looked at Liu Xiaobie who was walking towards this side step by step, as if he was looking at a puppet that could be manipulated at will.

Liu Xiaobie walked to the ring, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to turn over into the ring.

At this moment, at the entrance of the hall, a faint voice came: "Don't be reckless, if you are beaten all over the ground by this grandson, your cousin will not look for me desperately." ”

"Five Shao?" Liu Xiaobei was stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In terms of cultivation, Meng Siao is also at the level of the middle and lower reaches of this group of gentlemen, and he is not as good as him. Even if the Tibetan Scripture Building of the Protectorate Mansion has collected many fierce martial arts and combat skills, the cultivation of the fourfold Qi Induction Realm cannot compete with Cao Yuan's Qi Induction Realm Sevenfold.

He still has the fifth level of the Qi Induction Realm, and he has already cultivated to the peak, and in two months at most, he will be able to break through to the sixth level of the Qi Induction Realm. Compared with Wu Shao, his combat power is a little higher.

Liu Xiaobei thought so, and continued to turn over in the ring.

It's just that as soon as he leaned over, his shoulder was immediately pressed down by a hand.

Meng Siao casually pulled him behind him, and with a twist of his body, he had already come to the ring: "Don't make trouble for me." If you want revenge, I'll give you a chance in a moment. ”

As he spoke, he swept his gaze to the left, stretched out a finger, nodded his head and began to count: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...... Well, there are thirteen of them, and counting Liu Cod, the culprit, there are fourteen in total—oh, no, Cao Yuan, you don't have to slap him in the face, because I'm going to beat him so much that he won't even recognize his mother. ”

He said to himself, completely ignoring Cao Yuan in the ring and Liu Hao, the thirteenth prince below.

Cao Yuan was furious, but without Liu Hao's signal, he didn't dare to do it directly to Meng Siao.

If you want to say which of these gentlemen is the most jealous of him, it is undoubtedly the person in front of him. Not because of his cultivation, nor because of his combat power, but because of his identity-

The Fifth Young Master of the Protector's Mansion! One of the two men who are still alive after the tragedy in the Protector's Mansion! It can be said that it is the meat of the old marshal's heart, and if it were not for Liu Hao's instructions, he would not dare to do it casually. Shentu Pojun dared to beat this guy casually, because the Shentu family was also one of the four princes, and Shentu Invincible was also a big man in the military, and his status was second only to the old marshal Meng Kaijiang. The Cao family does not have such a background as the military.

"Meng Lao Wu, I advise you not to resist stubbornly. At this time, Liu Hao finally put down the teacup and stood up, "This martial arts conference is not qualified for people like you. If you weren't born in a noble family and have such an identity, I'm afraid you're not as good as a beggar! However, for the sake of the old marshal, I can make an exception for you to participate. ”

"You fart!" Liu Xiaobei and the others were furious.

Liu Hao was unmoved, and the contempt in his eyes was clear.

He looked at Meng Siao in the ring and said lightly: "How about it, give you a chance, but remember, only this time, don't challenge my patience." ”

"Give the old man face?" In the ring, Meng Siao seemed to have heard some funny joke, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered unabashedly, "Just because you are a ****, you also deserve to give the old man face? Don't think about it, I can tell you now that none of the five million troops in the northern frontier, the western regions, and the southern barbarian towns, from the marshal and general to the soldiers, will support you. ”

After a pause, looking at Liu Hao's discolored face, Meng Wushao smiled very elegantly and aristocraticly, and pointed his finger at his head: "Because, you have a pig brain." ”