False strength is like a bubble that will be burst when poked.

Su Bingzhang looked at Meng Li with an extremely disdainful expression.

Today, he is going to expose the other party's hypocritical lies and return the world to a bright future!

In Jieshui City, Su Bingzhang is also a genius-like figure, since he broke through to the sixth forging last year, he has focused on sharpening his skills and seeking a way to fight across the border.

It was because of his personal experience that he knew how difficult this road was.

Challenge seven forges with six forgings.

Over the course of a year, no matter how hard he tried, he failed to achieve this goal.

But now, someone suddenly told him that someone could defeat seven forgings with five forgings. This kind of thing, he said that he would not believe anything!

Meng Li said expressionlessly: "It's useless to say more, you can make a move!"

Outside the gate of the martial arts hall, in the crowd of people. Yan Dilong and Yuan Yuting, who saw this scene, showed ecstatic expressions.

"It's finally going to start, this time let's see how this Meng Li died!"

Su Bingzhang didn't give Meng Li a chance to repent, and when the other party's voice came out, he had already made a move, and he was also his best flying dragon catcher.

The body is like a flying dragon, and the palms are like dragon palms, and the palms come out.

After all, it is his own family heirloom, Su Bingzhang is still very confident in this palm, at this time, the palm power is through, and ten percent of the true qi is poured into it, and there is really a little bit of a feeling of hating people and not dying.

"Get down on my knees!"

Su Bingzhang roared, trying to overwhelm Meng Li under this palm.

However, the next scene was beyond his expectations.

He slapped out with one palm, thinking that the victory was in his hands, but with a wave of his hand, the opponent stopped the move he used all his strength to perform.

This, how is this possible?

Seeing that the other party was relaxed, Su Bingzhang's eyes widened, and the shock in his heart had just arisen, and the other party kicked him and kicked him out directly.

Su Bingzhang lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, revealing an incomprehensible expression.

How could his true qi be so strong?

"Alas! too weak!"

Meng Li shook his head, no longer paying attention to Su Bingzhang, but looked at the others, and said indifferently: "Whoever is next, don't waste time, after solving you, I will open the business." ”

Arrogant!

Among the hall masters, there was a pavilion master with a sword at his waist who shouted angrily: "Meng Li, don't be too arrogant!"

Meng Li smiled: "Is your next opponent?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch the wooden knife on his waist, and muttered as he touched it: "It should be interesting to use a knife against a knife, but the proportion in this hand must be mastered well, so as not to kill people." ”

Hearing this whisper, the Saber Pavilion Master's color suddenly changed, and Seri said introvertedly: "Hmph, if you want to fight me, you will defeat the Shen Pavilion Master first." ”

The Sabre Pavilion Master is also a six forging, and his strength is not much stronger than Su Bingzhang, if he is really allowed to make a move, I am afraid that he will end up with Xiao Su Pavilion Master.

No one likes to bring shame on themselves, and neither does the Sabre Keeper.

Shen Songhe glared at the Sabre Pavilion Master and looked at Meng Li. At this time, the picture of Meng Li defeating Su Bingzhang kept flashing in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt.

With the Five Forging True Qi, he easily blocked the full force of the Six Forging Martial Artist's blows, how did he do it?

You must know that the realm gap between martial artists is clear, Meng Li can break the strong with weakness, if you want to say that there is no problem with his true qi, Shen Songhe definitely doesn't believe it?

Could it be that the rumors on the martial arts assessment are true?

No way!

No matter how strong his true qi is, it is impossible for him to cross the realm of two forgings.

Thinking of the gap between the fifth forging and the seventh forging, the shock in Shen Songhe's heart was gradually suppressed, and it was replaced by an incomparably strong self-confidence.

"Young man, I advise you to be more restrained, it is not good for you to be too sharp. ”

Seven forging warriors?

Sensing the concentration of qi and blood on Shen Songhe's body, Meng Li's face sank.

"Your Excellency is from the Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Meng Li glanced at it just now, and among the crowd who came here, only this Shen Songhe was a Seven Forging Martial Artist.

Although the owner of the Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion is the Eight Forgings, in this matter, he may not personally take action and send a Seven Forgings, which is normal.

Shen Songhe shook his head and said, "The people from the Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion haven't come yet, I'm Shen Songhe from the Songhe Martial Arts Pavilion." ”

"Oh, Pavilion Master Shen, look up for a long time!"

Everyone's expressions changed, and the eyes that looked at Meng Li became weird.

Can you still recognize the wrong person?

Shen Songhe said: "The new martial arts hall in Beicheng is a big deal, and according to the rules, you must accept three challenges. Over the years, there have been many people who want to open a martial arts hall in Beicheng, but without exception, they have been suppressed by us. If you can defeat Su Xiaoguan, it means that your strength is good. But this rule cannot be broken. ”

Meng Li held the knife in one hand and stretched out his other hand forward.

"I understand the rules on the rivers and lakes, the master of the Shen Pavilion doesn't need to explain, just take action. ”

What are the rules on the rivers and lakes?

Big fish eat little fish!

Shen Songhe secretly said hello, clenched his hands into fists, like a fierce tiger, and rushed towards Meng Li.

This punch, you don't need to feel it personally, just look at the strong wind of the fist, you will know its might.

Shen Songhe, also known as Iron Fist Wushuang, is a famous boxing master in Jieshui City.

Let's just say that this simplest Tiger Chong, when he performs it, I don't know how many times stronger than Su Bingzhang.

Call!

The fist is like a gang!

"Good boxing!"

Meng Li let out a low snort, his body trembled, and the wooden knife was unsheathed.

Bloody with a knife!

In the face of Shen Songhe, Meng Li didn't dare to be careless, and as soon as he made a move, he was almost his strongest sword technique.

A knife came out of the sheath, and the cold light appeared.

Shen Songhe saw this knife, and his pupils shrank sharply. The two fists flipped upwards and turned into two palms, one palm towards the wooden knife, and the other palm slashed directly at Meng Li's chest.

Meng Li frowned, and the knife momentum that had already been exhausted suddenly changed, and the blade changed from slashing to picking, pointing at Shen Songhe's wrist.

At this time, Shen Songhe finally knew that Meng Li's knife technique was not wrong, and he didn't dare to be greedy and risky anymore.

Clenched your hands into fists from your palms and jerked back your ribs.

The figure came to a halt, his center of gravity sank, and the blade slashed in front of him.

After Shen Songhe dodged the knife, he rushed forward again, giving full play to the power of the iron fist.

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted hello, followed by thunderous applause.

Shen Songhe gained this prestige, and his strength increased by three points, and his body was seven forged and cultivated, and he had almost exploded to the extreme.

Meng Li's expression sank, and he secretly said that it was a pity.

The wooden knife retracted in front of him, and the next moment, the temperament on his body had changed completely.

He's going to be serious!

A flat knife is unleashed.

Plain knife technique, plain knife,

From right to left, the true qi turns around.

"Hmph, this kind of knife technique, you also want to beat me?"

Shen Songhe suddenly sneered when he saw this bland knife.

But when his iron fist collided with the wooden knife, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

This power, no!

Meng Li didn't give Shen Songhe a chance to be surprised, and made another stab.

It's still a plain knife, from left to right, and the true qi turns three times.

First, from right to left, the true qi turns around.

Then from left to right, the true qi turns three times.

The knife techniques are connected, without any gaps, and it is his self-created triple knife method.

Shen Songhe first felt the true qi power equivalent to that of the Seven Forging Martial Artists, and then he descended to the Sixth Forging.

The true qi tightened and loosened, and it was suddenly aroused.

However, Meng Li's offensive was not over.

Since it is a triple knife method, there is naturally a third knife.

The blade turned again, and in an instant, it came to the right side, from right to left, and the true qi turned four times.

The third knife is exactly the same as the first knife.

But the result of this knife is completely different from the first one.

The moment Shen Songhe blocked the third knife, the true qi in his body was suddenly disturbed by the three changing swords, and the true qi, which should have been smooth and unhindered, suddenly paused.

At the moment when the qi machine changed, the wooden knife in Meng Li's hand shot again.

This fourth knife, although it is a beat slower than the previous continuous triple knife. But Shen Songhe, whose qi was disturbed, was powerless to deal with it, so he could only watch the knife slap on himself.

The light wooden knife was not very powerful, but it was enough to knock him back.

Shen Songhe took a few steps back, stabilized his body and immediately glared at Meng Li, and said angrily: "You are cheating!"

"Where did I cheat?" Meng Li looked at Shen Songhe, smiling rather than smiling.

"You...... You ......"

Shen Songhe pointed at Meng Li, you have been for a long time, but you have not been able to say why.

It is true that Meng Li's method of true qi confusion has an element of opportunism, but if he doesn't have enough strength, how can he be tricked?

"I lost!"

Thinking of this, Shen Songhe sighed heavily. In a blink of an eye, he said: "But if you compare another game, it won't be this result!"

Meng Li smiled slightly.

A win is a win, and it's useless to say anything.

Hearing Shen Songhe admit defeat, everyone was shocked, especially the few hall owners who came together, and they looked at each other.

You know, Shen Songhe is the strongest among them, and now that even he has admitted defeat, how can he compare in the next game?

Could it be that after today, there will be another martial arts hall in Beicheng?

"Everyone, who will come next?" Meng Li's breathing was slightly short.

"I'm coming!"

The owner of the Saber Pavilion who had caused trouble before, seeing that Meng Li's consumption was serious, roared loudly and walked out of the crowd with confidence.

This wooden sword martial arts hall will eventually end in his hands.

Just when the owner of the Saber Pavilion thought that he had the chance to win, the young man opposite suddenly took out a pill and silently put it in his mouth.

The Xingqi Pill melted in the mouth, and the true qi consumed before was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"Are you here?"

Meng Li's indifferent gaze stared at the master of the Saber Pavilion, and then at his right hand, he was already holding the wooden knife.

The master of the Saber Pavilion hurriedly retreated and said embarrassedly, "I'll come...... Tell me why. ”

Reasonable?

Everyone looked at the Saber Pavilion Master, and their expressions became strange, especially the Pavilion Masters who came with him, their faces turned red.

What a shame!

Meng Li frowned and said, "What kind of reasoning?"

The master of the Saber Pavilion said: "The boy surnamed Meng, don't think that if you defeat the Shen Pavilion Master, you will already win, the strongest martial arts hall in our northern city has not yet arrived, and when the people from the Tianhua Martial Arts Hall come, I see how you can deal with it?"

That's right, and Tianhua Martial Arts Hall!

When the hall owners heard this, they suddenly had hope again.

Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion is the first martial arts hall in Beicheng, although the old hall owner has retreated into the background, but the several disciples taught by him are all the strongest among the seven forging martial artists. Any one of them can defeat Meng Li.

At this time, there was an exclamation outside the door.

"The people from the Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion are here!"

The savior is coming!

Hearing the exclamation outside the door, the eyes of many True Qi Six Forging Pavilion Owners lit up, and then they turned their heads in unison and looked out of the door at the same time.

I saw that in the passage of the crowd, a burly man with thick eyebrows, wearing a gray cloth bag, walked slowly towards here.

Su Bingzhang, who had just stood up from the ground not long ago, saw the burly man, and a look of ecstasy welled up on his face.

"It's Fan Daxia, the eldest disciple of the old hall master!"

The other eight hall owners were also very surprised when they saw this.

Fan Daxia grew up with the old hall master since he was a child, and he won the true inheritance of the old hall master, and he was also the strongest of the three true hall disciples. Fighting in the same realm, he has never been defeated, comparable to the likes of Qi Zhuang.

Now that Fan Daxia is here, this time, it's stable!

Fan Guoqiang is tall and has a large stride, so he naturally walks fast.

Within a moment, he walked into the gate of the martial arts hall.

Su Bingzhang took the initiative to greet him, and said angrily: "Fan Daxia, you are here, this Meng Li is extremely arrogant, you have to treat him well!"

Fan Guoqiang, who was tall, glanced at Su Bingzhang, did not respond, passed the owner of Su Xiaoguan, who was in his early twenties, and walked straight towards Meng Li.

Su Bingzhang was ignored like this, his expression first stiffened, and then turned excited.

Fan Daxia, this is angry!

It's better to be angry, and teach this Meng Li a hard lesson.

Meng Li looked at Fan Guoqiang, who was gradually coming, with a somewhat puzzled expression.

This person always feels like I've seen it somewhere, and it's somewhat familiar!

The same feeling also surfaced in Fan Guoqiang's heart, but only paused.

The next moment, he had come to Meng Li.

Facing this tall martial artist, Meng Li sensed the problem.

The momentum of this hero surnamed Fan, like his burly figure, gives people extraordinary pressure.

Seven forging pinnacles?

Among the many Seven Forging Martial Artists, there is such a realm as the Seven Forging Peak.

In this realm, Meng Li only knows four people, namely Qi Heng, Zhuang Yu, Ming Xuan, and Xiao Zicong.

And now, he saw a fifth.

Meng Li knew very well that he was still some realms away from the peak of the Seven Forgings.

The young man looked at each other with a solemn expression.

"Fan Daxia, please advise!"

Taking a deep breath, Meng Li put on a posture to fight to the death with the other party.

In this battle, he must fight hard!

Just when Meng Li was about to fight hard, Fan Guoqiang laughed.

I saw that he reached out and took off the cloth bag and handed it to Meng Li with both hands.

"The opening of the Wooden Sword Martial Arts Pavilion is a congratulatory gift from the family teacher, and I hope that the owner of the Meng Pavilion will not dislike it. ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was shocked.

Hearing Fan Guoqiang's congratulations, Meng Li was also stunned.

What do you mean? Not here to kick the gym?

Just when Meng Li hesitated, Fan Guoqiang had already unwrapped the cloth bag and took out the contents inside.

Wrapped in cloth are a pair of swords with a simple style.

On the sword, the word "Beiwu" is engraved on each side.

The Martial Arts Hall of the North Land is for the North Martial Arts. This is a recognition of the North City Martial Arts Hall.

"Fan Daxia, what do you mean by this?"

When Su Bingzhang saw this scene, he quit.

There are so many tasks in Beicheng, and one more martial arts hall will have one less income. In recent years, the reason why the martial arts halls have vigorously resisted the newly opened martial arts halls is also to protect their vested interests.

The Chuanwu Market in Beicheng has long been divided by them.

"Fan Daxia, think twice!"

The Saber Pavilion Master is gone.

The Tianhua Martial Arts Pavilion family has a big business, and they may not care, but they are all tightening their belts to live, and they have to think more.

Fan Guoqiang looked around at everyone, and said with a cold gaze: "The master of the Meng Pavilion has excellent martial arts, and he can break through seven forges with five forges at a young age, and the future is unlimited." My master's intention is to let him join you and me and do his part for our Beicheng Martial Arts Hall. ”

"This ......"

Everyone looked at each other and was speechless.

Fan Guoqiang said: "Everyone, do you still have any objections now?"

Objection?

Everyone smiled bitterly, the old hall owner agreed, how could they have objections?

"Okay, since there is no objection, let's go back!"

Fan Guoqiang stretched out his hand and waved it, and unexpectedly issued an eviction order for Meng Li.

When Meng Li saw this scene, he couldn't cry or laugh.

I can't tell whose territory it is.

Seeing everyone leave in frustration, Meng Li laughed and said, "Everyone, please slow down!"

The hall masters stopped and looked at Meng Li.

Su Bingzhang looked sad and angry, and glared at Meng Li angrily: "You have successfully opened the museum, what else should you do?"

"You misunderstood. Meng Li said with a smile: "Everyone here is the owner of the Beicheng Martial Arts Gym, and Meng Li will open the Martial Arts Hall in the future, and he will have to learn from a few more." ”

Shen Songhe said: "There is no need to study, the means of the Meng Pavilion Master may not be worse than ours!"

Meng Li ignored his sarcasm, instead took out a box and said with a smile: "As the so-called guest from afar, today my Wooden Sword Martial Arts Hall opened, since you have come to cheer, I can't let you return empty-handed, a little gift, not a respect, and please accept it." ”

The hall owners, who were about to leave, were stunned by this hand.

They came to kick the gym, and they even received gifts?

Is this the latest way of irony?

And when they saw the contents of the box, their hearts shook again.

The box contained ten pills, which were exactly the same as the pills that Meng Li had just eaten.

Is this spiritual food?

Everyone looked at Meng Li, and their eyes suddenly became no longer the same, from the initial hostility, they gradually became kind.

If you use spiritual food to satirize them, then the price of this sarcasm is inevitably too great.

It seems that this Meng Pavilion Master really wants to reconcile with them.

In this case, it is not good for them not to sell each other's face.

After all, if you are a man, you will see each other in the future.

Seeing that in this courtyard, there was no longer the tense anger before, Meng Li smiled slightly, and motioned to the Ding Dong sisters to distribute the Xingqi Pill.

Everyone got a Xingqi Pill, and they were very happy in their hearts, and after hugging their fists at Meng Li, they officially said goodbye.

Fan Guoqiang looked at Meng Li and said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Meng's ambition is not small!"

Meng Li said embarrassedly: "Where is it, I just hope that everyone will not hurt the peace for this matter." ”

Meng Li's gift of the Qi Pill was naturally not because others were stupid and had a lot of money, but because it had other deep meanings.

Now, if he wants to develop rapidly, the martial arts hall in Beicheng cannot be offended.

When the crowd outside the door all dispersed, Meng Li invited Fan Guoqiang into the reception room.

As soon as the two walked into the room, Meng Li took out a box and brought it to Fan Guoqiang.

"Fan Daxia, just a small courtesy, not a tribute. ”

The same box is the same ten Qi Pills.

Fan Guoqiang pushed the box out, shook his head and said, "This gift is too expensive." ”

Meng Liyi said in a righteous manner: "Fan Daxia specially sent the Beiwu Sword today to correct the name of the Wooden Sword Martial Arts Hall, this gift is a hundred times heavier, my ten Xingqi Pills are a little bit of my heart to the old hall owner, and I hope Fan Daxia will not shirk." ”

"Well, okay, then I'll take it for Master!"

Hearing that it was a gift for his master, Fan Guoqiang no longer refused, and after accepting the box, he said: "Master Meng, don't take a bite of Fan Daxia, if you don't dislike it, just call me Brother Fan." ”

"Where is Brother Fan!" Meng Li laughed and said suspiciously: "Brother Fan just said, let me and others work together for the Beicheng Martial Arts Pavilion, is this really what the old hall master meant?"

Fan Guoqiang pointed to the Beiwu sword and said: "I brought everything, can this be fake?"

"But ......"

Meng Li scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Fan Guoqiang saw his doubts and said with a smile: "You want to know why the family teacher will help you." ”

Meng Li said: "That's what it means. ”

"Pavilion Master Meng's connections are not trivial!"

Fan Guoqiang looked at Meng Li playfully, and then said this.

Meng Li blinked, his face full of doubt.

Fan Guoqiang said with a smile: "It's Lord Bai Ye from Jianjing Mansion, he came forward as a guarantee, and my master decided to help you." ”

"I see!"

Meng Li raised the teacup and motioned for Fan Guoqiang to drink tea.

Fan Guoqiang took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and said: "Today is the big day for the opening of your pavilion, I believe that the owner of the Meng Pavilion still has a lot of things to deal with, so Fan will not bother." ”

"I'm going to see off Brother Fan. ”

When Fan Guoqiang was sent away, it was close to noon, and everyone had a simple lunch and returned to the busy opening of the martial arts hall.

When the martial arts hall opens, there are many things to deal with, in addition to dealing with the martial artists who kick the gym, there are also receiving inquiries from guests.

The martial arts hall, just like the shops on the street, is not only responsible for spreading martial arts, but also doing business that opens the door to welcome customers, and earns some meager remuneration for tasks.

After a busy day, there were many people joining in the fun, but none of them really entrusted the task.

In the evening, the crowd sat around.

Bu Yu said with a frosty face: "This martial arts hall is really not a human job, I lost a day with a smiling face, and I didn't have a single copper income." From tomorrow onwards, I won't care about the martial arts hall, Xiao Ding and Xiao Dang will also come back, follow me to the noodle restaurant to make a lot of money!"

Meng Li and Wang Ergou looked at each other, crying and laughing.

As far as your eldest lady's temper is concerned, you also know what it means to lose laughter?

However, she is right in one sentence, the martial arts hall is really not so easy to open.

Meng Li said in a deep voice: "No wonder I heard that we are going to open, and several other martial arts halls will be scared like that, it seems that we can't eat this bowl of rice on the task of the people." Starting tomorrow, change your strategy!"

"How to change it?" Bu Yu smiled coldly and said, "If people don't ask you to do tasks, can you still force it?"

Wang Ergou sighed: "Jieshui City has a population of hundreds of thousands, and there are 100,000 people in a single Beicheng District, so many people, it is impossible that there is no demand at all." Obviously, there are big flaws in the martial arts market in Beicheng District. ”

Liu Fengliu knows a little about this matter, and said: "As the most vulnerable martial arts hall in the four major urban areas, the martial arts hall in Beicheng District has not been favored by people. At least half of the tasks assigned by Beicheng District fell into the hands of the other three major urban districts, and the remaining tasks were basically in the hands of Tianhua Martial Arts Hall. ”

With the same task honorarium, people naturally consider the Great Martial Arts Pavilion when they distribute tasks.