In a word, stir up a thousand waves!

Everyone's eyes shifted and they paid attention to Meng Li again.

Looking at this ordinary young man dressed as a fisherman and with a mediocre appearance, everyone had different expressions, and the most shocked of them was Meng Xi, who was from the same village as Meng Li.

"You're going to make him my opponent?"

Meng Xi's face was pale, his eyes flickered, there was doubt, uneasiness, and anger.

"He's a fisherman, why should he be my opponent?"

Meng Xi seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly let out a loud roar.

Meng Li has always been a thorn in his heart, this thorn is usually hidden, and it will only attack when he touches Meng Li.

The reason why he has been practicing martial arts desperately in the past two years is to widen the gap between the two, and only when he despises Meng Li can he get rid of his heart knot.

However, two years later, when he thought he had overcome it, Meng Li reappeared in front of him in another way.

He didn't believe that Meng Li would become a martial artist, he would never believe it!

Meng Li's appearance was like a magic spell, making that thorn keep piercing his heart.

"Can the fisherman make you look down on you?"

Meng Li, who had been silent since he walked to the backyard, finally said something, he took two steps forward and stood in front of Meng Xi, staring at Meng Xi.

Meng Li didn't expect that it was Meng Xi who came here to play in the gym! When he saw Meng Xi, he still had a trace of hesitation in his heart.

originally wanted to calm things down, but Meng Xi's loud roar completely angered him.

Meng Li raised his head, looked up at Meng Xi, who was close at hand, and said coldly: "What do you mean?

The town relies on water to draft, and Mengjia Village is one of the best, and the whole village makes a living from fishing. Generations of the Meng family, it is these fishermen who survive in the river every day that have raised them to this day.

I still remember that the old village chief taught them more than once when they were still very young, so that they should not forget their roots. As the grandson of the old village chief, how could Meng Xi say such a thing?

Mengjia Village raised them, if even they themselves looked down on the fishing industry, wouldn't the hard work of Mengjia Village for more than ten generations become a ridiculous joke!

The needle that pierced Meng Xi's heart flared up again, and Meng Xi said with a gloomy face: "What kind of thing are you, and you are qualified to teach me?"

Meng Li took out the wooden knife and said calmly: "What am I, you will soon be clear, let's make a move, don't waste everyone's things." ”

"Well, you brought it on yourself. ”

Meng Xi shouted, his true qi was mobilized, and the tip of the sword was sent out in the next moment.

Shout!

People follow the sword, and the sword breaks the light.

Meng Xi, who was holding a sword in his hand, abandoned his distracting thoughts, and at this moment he only had a long sword in his heart.

Today, no matter whether Meng Li can do martial arts or not, he has to teach Meng Li a lesson, so that he will never dare to appear in front of him.

With all the strength of the four forging martial artists, ten percent of the true qi running, plus a style of sword moves trained by Li Botao himself, the power of this sword is about to reach the peak of the four forging realm.

Meng Xi was confident that it would be impossible for anyone of the same age to be able to take this sword, even the well-known genius of the Li family would not be able to retreat under this sword.

If you want to break the light with a sword, the focus is on the word "fast". But......

"It's too slow, it's too weak. ”

Meng Xi's swordsmanship was unleashed, and Meng Li's fluttering voice came closely, and then, as if to verify his words, a faster sword flashed, and a knife not only broke Meng Xi's confident sword, but also knocked the long sword in his hand away.

Looking at his empty hands, Meng Xi was stunned.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Meng Li actually defeated him with one sword?

In this world, there is simply nothing more absurd than this one.

It's ridiculous!

In the past two years, he has been working day and night, constantly sharpening his martial arts, in addition to getting ahead, more importantly, to prove to Meng Li that he is the best person in Mengjia Village. He wants to make Meng Li feel inferior, and he wants Meng Li to bow his head, only in this way can he completely pull out the thorn in his heart.

Now the result is very different from what he has been expecting!

Meng Li picked up Meng Xi's long sword, the tip of which was pointing downward. Inserted in front of Meng Xi. He looked at him and wrote lightly: "I know you are not convinced, it doesn't matter, we can do it all over again, I can beat you until you are convinced." ”

Murder and heart-wrenching, Meng Li's hand is excessive. Once Meng Xi fights again, not only will he be knocked down again, but even his confidence will be crushed together. Because between the two of them, there is an absolute disparity in strength.

Second-rate and first-class, this is the first dividing line between the strength of martial artists, if there are still people in the second rate who can overcome the gap in true qi with some subtle tricks, then in this boundary, this situation will never occur.

Under the absolute disparity, few people can escape the invasion of nightmares.

Among the people present, the only people who really saw what was happening were Xue Zheng and Li Botao, two first-class martial artists.

Meng Li's sword that defeated Meng Xi was clearly the true qi of a first-class martial artist.

The release of true qi and the addition of it to the blade not only made the sword more powerful, but even the speed was greatly increased, beyond the limit that a second-rate martial artist could reach.

What does it feel like to be despised by someone you look down upon?

Anger, humiliation, unwillingness.

No one could understand this feeling better than Meng Xi, so when Meng Li stuck the sword in front of him, he picked it up without even thinking about it.

"Meng Li, I want to make you regret it!"

The long sword stabbed out and went straight to the point, this sword was less concerned than before, and it was actually a desperate swordsmanship that didn't care about life and death.

Meng Xi was forced to be anxious!

You know, a rabbit that is forced to be anxious will bite someone, let alone a person?

A sword full of flaws and also amazingly powerful, in Meng Li's opinion, the threat of this sword was even inferior to the previous sword.

Meng Li's body shook and avoided the sword without a trace, and at the same time swung the wooden knife, as he did last time, knocking the sword in Meng Xi's hand away.

This time, there was no need for Meng Li to get out of the horse, Wang Ergou, who was waiting to see the joke on the side, retrieved the long sword and threw it in front of Meng Xi.

"Don't be afraid, brother, pick up your sword, and we'll do it again. Wang Ergou looked at Meng Xi with a smile, and his laughter was a little cheap.

Meng Xi's eyes were spitting fire, and he stared at Meng Li with resentment.

Today was supposed to be the day he became famous, but now he is like a clown, making people laugh, and all this is thanks to Meng Li.

Meng Li, who was dominated by the shame in his heart, once again held the long sword, his eyes were like bloodshot, and his red eyes were like a crazy beast.

After all, he was young and vigorous, knowing that the other party was deliberately provoking him, Meng Xi was still fooled, and completely forgot about the defeat of the first two times.

However, Meng Xi's third sword still failed to stab in the end. Although his personality is impulsive, the master who silently protects him behind him is calm enough.

Knowing that we will lose, any struggle is nothing but a futile endeavor.

When Meng Xi's long sword was about to stab, Li Botao suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the blade of the sword.

The blade of the sword was sharp, but it could not hurt his hand filled with true qi, and his hand that grabbed the blade was flat and steady, and it was the same as his gaze.

Li Botao looked at his stubborn apprentice and shook his head gently.

Meng Xi was like a deflated balloon, hanging his arms and looking depressed.

Li Botao looked at Meng Li coldly, and said indifferently: "The hairy boy two years ago has changed in a blink of an eye, and he has become a first-class martial artist. Boy, you've been hiding so much in the past two years!"

Meng Li smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "The predecessors have won the award, Meng Li's achievements today are not unrelated to the preaching of the predecessors two years ago, and the predecessors gave it, Meng Li did not dare to forget it for a moment." ”

Li Botao sneered: "Unexpectedly, you are still a child who holds grudges." ”

Meng Li said: "Gentleman, if you have revenge, you will take revenge, that is, you will not live up to others, but also to yourself." ”

"Self-comparison gentleman, you kid is really interesting. Li Botao laughed, and normal people reacted after hearing the joke.

Meng Li didn't care about his ridicule, he still said calmly: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, since I met my predecessors today, the agreement made two years ago will be together here!"

Li Botao's face suddenly sank, and he thought for a moment and said: "The rivers and lakes make promises, if there is an agreement, you must act according to the agreement, young man, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Wang Ergou laughed and said, "Is Master Li afraid?"

"I'm afraid? What a joke!" Li Botao waved his sleeves and snorted coldly, his face a little ugly.

On the surface, he pretended to be tough, but in his heart, he was extremely worried.

Meng Li's two knives just now, all of them were seen by him, not to mention the true qi, just this clean and neat knife technique, even he was amazed.

What's more, his old injuries have recurred in the past two years, and his cultivation has not only not improved, but has regressed a little, he has fallen from the sixth forging a year ago, and now like Meng Li, he is a martial artist of the fifth forging.

The fist is afraid of being young and strong, and with his current situation, he may not be Meng Li's opponent.

Meng Li is now full of confidence, and since Li Botao wants to delay time, he is not reluctant. smiled: "Then listen to the seniors, three months later, you and I will compete in Mengjia Village, and I hope the seniors will not shirk again." ”

Li Botao squinted his eyes and said, "We are determined by our word!"