"Good work. Meng Siao looked at the list in his hand and the real cultivation marked on the back of the list, and his mood was also very happy, "In the past two days, you have to pay more attention to the martial arts conference." When this martial arts conference is over, I will tell my grandfather that I will let you enter the Tibetan Scripture Building to pick two high-grade martial arts. If you want to become the owner of the world's No. 1 martial arts hall, you don't have two unique skills, it's not a joke for nothing. ”

He said it very casually, but Shi Long was excited, and he knelt down on the spot, clasped his hands into fists, and said sincerely: "The five young men treat me as a national soldier, and I will repay them with death!"

"You're dead, don't I have a strong thug?" Meng Siao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, in the future, cultivate well, work hard to improve your strength, and strive to make the young master don't have to do anything, and in the future, he will be rampant in the world, he can beat whoever he wants, and he can beat whoever he wants!"

"Five young don't worry! Shi Long will definitely live up to high expectations!" Shi Long replied loudly.

Meng Siao nodded, took the list and the real cultivation marked on it, and began to pick the targets that he felt were reliable. There are more than 3,000 contestants, and all the competitions will be completed in seven days, even if he has now obtained a powerful and unexplained "soul snatching talent", it is impossible to watch every one.

Especially on the first day, the elimination rate is the highest, and which game to see or not will ultimately determine his efficiency and results after stealing.

Meng Siao also wanted to hold the martial arts conference for a longer time, but more than 3,000 monks gathered in Beijing, and in seven days, Wei Chong had already run to the door three or four times to cry, if it was directly opened for ten days and half a month, this general of the Beijing garrison battalion really dared to take a rope and go directly to the gate of the Protector Mansion to hang and demonstrate.

"Time, it's still a bit tight. He glanced at dozens of lines, glanced at the contents of the list, and couldn't help muttering.

Seeing that he was focused, Shi Long stopped bothering at the moment and quietly retreated.

Sleepless nights.

On the second day, when the first "No. 1 Martial Arts Association in the World" kicked off in the first rays of morning light, Meng Siao and Yi Gan had already appeared in the makeshift ring.

Although the ring is simple, it has been blessed with formations and can withstand some fierce attacks.

At this time, around each ring, there were almost all people around, most of them were monks who had already signed up but did not get the first round of drawing, and the rest were basically sent out by wealthy families in Beijing to prepare to "pry the corner". Of course, for those who have really cultivated to the highest level, Meng Siao has already made a list of them, and when they just met, they have already handed it over to the gentlemen.

When the first group of monks stepped into the ring to start the competition, the whole audience was set on fire!

The shouts and cheers converged into a huge sound wave, almost reaching the sky.

In this dense crowd of spectators, Meng Siao's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, appearing next to this ring for a while, and for a while, I don't know when he went to another ring.

Compared with his scurrying, the rest of the gentlemen are much more targeted. They obviously privately discussed and divided up these strong men on the list, and then each looked at each other, each pulled his own, and no one crossed the line, of course, no one would be blushing.

Gu Liang and Xu Mowen also stood in the crowd, watching the wonderful and fierce duel in the ring, only to see the two of them boiling with blood, and they couldn't wait to rush up and fight with people for 300 rounds.

Although the cultivation of the two of them is known as the best among the younger generation of Jingshi, even if you look at the entire Dali Dynasty, it is definitely the top store. But at this moment, at this martial arts conference, it is not enough to see.

Gu Liang forged the five-fold physical realm, and among the more than 3,000 contestants, he could only rank one in the middle of the middle, and Xu Mowen could only rank in the middle of the stream. The only thing they can do better than these people is their youth! Because they are young, they still have infinite possibilities, and they can continue to climb the peak of the martial arts and go farther and farther on the path of cultivation, and these monks in the ring, their age, if they don't have a special opportunity, it is almost impossible to make a remarkable breakthrough.

"Gengjin Sword Technique, Giant Wave Palm Technique, Flame Burning Palm, Flame Fist...... Your sister's, there are too many, the young master can recognize it, but there is not even a tenth, this is not scientific...... But fortunately, if you recognize it or not, it won't affect the stealing of school, otherwise it will be a tragedy......"

The two of them were feeling the pride surging in their chests, and their fighting spirit was full of enthusiasm, and they heard a familiar voice in their ears.

Gu Liang reacted very quickly, but when he looked at it, he only vaguely saw a back, and this back also disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Meng Siao?" he was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have a faint grasp of something in his heart.

"It's normal for Meng Lao Wu to appear here. Xu Mowen on the side interjected, "This martial arts conference was originally created by him and that voter. Tsk, don't say it, even I'm tempted just by looking at the reward! These guys, in order to have fun, are really willing to spend money, and they really deserve the name of 'losers'. ”

Rewards, spending money, squirrel, losers, martial arts tournaments......

A series of key words suddenly flashed in Gu Liang's mind, and then, there seemed to be a white light running through them-

"Is it because of this? Crazy! It's crazy!" Gu Liang's expression couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, he muttered, the shock in his heart was beyond words!

Meng Lao Wu, this guy, came up with this huge martial arts conference, did he just want to use his "soul-snatching talent" to steal the martial arts skills of these monks?!

More than 3,000 people! This madman is not afraid that his brain will be blown up!

Although he felt incredible, Gu Liang also had to admit that for Meng Siao, who had the "talent of seizing souls", this kind of large-scale stealing was indeed the best choice to maximize his strength in a short period of time. This kind of cheating that is almost unearned also makes him envious and jealous.

However, there is no way, if you want to do this, only a demon with a "soul-snatching talent" can have this possibility!

"Brother Xu, I want to go back to retreat. Gu Liang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and suddenly said to Xu Mo, "I'm stimulated, I want to retreat and practice, otherwise this year's Yanshan Spring Hunt will capsize in the gutter!"

"Uh......" Xu Mo asked stunned, "Why do you say this? Is it because of this year's spring hunt, will those princes also participate? I don't remember any great characters among those guys." ”

Gu Liang shook his head: "It's not because of them, it's because of Meng Siao and this group of gentlemen." ”

"Uh......" Xu Mowen was obviously stunned again, and then looked at him suspiciously, "Are you afraid that they will use this to recruit some masters?"

"Master ......" Gu Liang smiled meaningfully, and said a sentence that Xu Mowen couldn't understand for a while, "Brother Xu, maybe we have become accustomed to looking up, always looking forward, looking up, but ignoring our feet, maybe there are perverted demons who are trying to catch up with us." They started later than us, but they may have been much faster than us in climbing this mountain! I kept looking up at the backs we wanted to chase, but I forgot that when we were chasing those people, there were also people who were looking at our backs to catch up with us. ”

Xu Mowen scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "When did you learn this kind of twisting and turning." Don't you just want to say that if we relax, once we stop moving, we will be caught up by Meng Siao, right? ”

Gu Liang nodded.

"Won't you think too highly of him?" Xu Mowen shrugged, "It's true that he has the teachings of the dragon seniors, but the Protector himself seems to be a strong man in the Dan Realm, and Meng Siao is almost sixteen years old now, and he fought against Cao Yuan that day, just like that, he didn't see how strong he was." ”

Gu Liang patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything more.

Even if the "Soul Snatching Talent" is said, Xu Mowen probably doesn't believe it, this kind of talent is too demonic, if he doesn't have the second-level "Soul Talent", he definitely doesn't believe that there is such a talent in this world.

"Hey, you're really leaving. Seeing Gu Liang turn around and leave, Xu Mowen didn't want to miss these wonderful competitions, but after thinking about it, he still followed, and kept muttering in his mouth, "Cultivation maniac, martial idiot, will you die if you don't practice for a day? Will you die? Will you die, will you die, will you die, will you die......"

Meng Siao didn't know about the early departure of these two people, and he didn't even notice that he had passed by these two people.

For him now, except for the selection of those competitions in the ring, the rest of the qiē will not be taken into his eyes.

In his mind, the transparent villain sitting cross-legged was still meticulously and conscientiously cultivating the "Foundation Building Technique", and in its body, more than a dozen doppelgangers had already appeared!

These clones, or performing fist techniques, or performing palm techniques, or performing sword techniques, or brewing wonderful tricks, have different movements and different postures.

As Meng Siao stopped in front of a ring again, on the transparent villain who was sitting cross-legged and practicing the "Foundation Building Technique", another doppelganger stood up, moved his hands and feet, and then pierced a horse step, swinging his fist like thunder, and suddenly began to perform a set of boxing techniques that Meng Siao couldn't name at all.

As time passed, there were more and more transparent villain clones in his mind, and at first he could still count them, but later, he had become like this, densely packed.

By the time the competition was over on this day, it was already a bright moon in the sky and the stars were shining.

Meng Siao, who returned to the Protector's Mansion, couldn't wait to get into the trial hall that the previous master of this body was most reluctant to go.

Today, regardless of those techniques, he has already secretly learned forty-nine martial arts. Ninety percent of these martial arts, he can't even name them, so naturally he can't tell what grade they are. But with his current eyesight, he can also see that these forty-nine martial arts are definitely not the "garbage goods" of the "Nine Sketches".

Now, he just wants to use guò non-stop actual combat in the trial hall to completely devour and absorb these forty-nine martial arts skills. He wanted to see what kind of power this low-level combat skill could be improved to after devouring these martial arts!