Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

In fact, for several nights, Meng Zhao, in addition to practicing breathing exercises to restore the vitality of this body, was thinking about his own strengths and weaknesses.

In fact, there are very few disadvantages. The biggest shortcoming may be the arrogance and great power in the previous life, which brought about a mentality of being overconfident and looking down on everything. This is very likely to cause problems. As the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will be defeated. In the past, Meng Zhao was more than just arrogant.
There are also many advantages. For example, Meng Zhao carries endless martial arts wisdom and an unattainable martial arts realm. He can master all the martial arts in the world. This is an advantage comparable to the reincarnation of a powerful person.

As long as Meng Zhao can correctly understand and view his own strengths and weaknesses, he will naturally be successful in everything he does.

For example, at this moment, Meng Zhao is holding a long sword in his hand, with a strong fighting spirit. His five senses are magnified to the extreme with his rich experience and ingenious methods.

There is nothing to say, and there is nothing to talk about anymore. Both sides are already at a death-and-death situation. It is either you die or I live.

Originally, as the seemingly alone and weak party, Meng Zhao had to proceed step by step, respond to all changes with the same attitude, and wait for an opportunity to kill the opponent.

However, the reality was that Meng Zhao walked straight forward with the four-square step, and his feet rubbed the thick snow into two parallel, straight gullies.

The snow and wind from the sky came down and landed on Meng Zhao, but it seemed to be repelled by an invisible air. After touching him for a moment, it melted and evaporated into hot air.

At first glance, Meng Zhao seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of mist, riding on the cloud.

Meng Zhao certainly had no method of practicing Qi. The rules of this world did not allow for such extraordinary power.

However, Meng Zhao was not bad at utilizing the power of Qi and blood. After all, his Purple Yuan Dragon Body in his previous life was mainly based on his physique and blood. He had reached the pinnacle in this regard.

He clenched the long sword in his right hand and pointed it diagonally at the ground. The muscles and meridians in his arm were stretched yet tense, like a hidden poisonous snake that could jump out at any time and bite him hard!
In his previous life, Meng Zhao was a great master of martial arts. Swordsmanship and knife skills were the two martial arts that he was best at and most proficient in.

At this time, Meng Zhao was alone against five armed villains, and he did not have a superior flesh and blood body. Naturally, he could not be reckless and had to use cleverness to overcome clumsiness.

In Meng Zhao's previous life, he had mastered the greatest dragon skill, and his swordsmanship was no exception. However, now he only had the dragon form but not the dragon rhyme or dragon spirit, so its power was greatly reduced.

Instead, it would be better to use a snake-shaped sword to fight the enemy. Not only can it maximize its own advantages, but the snake-shaped sword's viciousness, sharpness, and agility are also superior techniques for defeating the majority with the minority.

For a moment, although Meng Zhao looked like a human, for some reason, in the eyes of Wen San, Kong Daoba and others, he had a snake-like aura, looking like a giant snake that had become a spirit and was confronting them.

This is indeed a very surprising thing, but if there is a master who is well versed in martial arts, he will be able to understand that this is the realm of image manifestation that can only be achieved when a certain form of martial arts is practiced to the point of being in the bones, marrow and spirit.

No matter what level Meng Zhao's realm is at, Wen San and others are ready for it.

Among them, Wen San did not retreat, but took the lead and rushed towards Meng Zhao, followed closely by Kong Daoba. The other three people spread out and formed a fan-shaped area, wrapping Meng Zhao in it.

It was exactly the little bit of battle formations that Wen San and others learned from Wu Laodao in the past.

No matter how powerful Meng Zhao's martial arts are, as long as he does not transcend the scope of the human body, he will inevitably be injured by the blade.

As long as three or five people can attack at the same time without leaving any room for maneuver, then even if one person may be injured or die, at least Meng Zhao can be defeated together.

The only pity is that the other three people have no long swords on them, only short knives in their hands. This is also the biggest flaw of this formation.

According to common sense, what Wen San and others did was enough. Even a man who was familiar with martial arts would be defeated or even die in regret when facing the formation formed by these five people.

However, Meng Zhao is not an ordinary man who is proficient in martial arts.

When he heard the three or five men change their formation, he already knew their plan. When he rushed in front of them, he suddenly shrank his body, and raised his palms outwards like he was skiing. With his legs crossed, he kicked down two vicious men holding daggers with two thuds.

Before the two men could react, the sword in Meng Zhao's hand had already stabbed and slashed at them accurately, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, creating a hole and a cut in their throats.

Blood spurted out with a gurgling sound, one stream was like a water column, the other was like a shower, the blending of snow and blood actually created a sense of violent aesthetics.

After killing two people in a row, Meng Zhao pressed his left hand on the snow, slapped it hard, and swung it, flipping sideways to avoid the attacks of the other three.

Especially Wen San, who had a crossbow in his hand at some point. The crossbow arrow shot out with a rustling sound, brushing against the corner of Meng Zhao's clothes. With a dull thud, it fell into the snow and was covered by the white snow.

Meng Zhao experienced an extremely thrilling scene, but he patted his butt, stood up calmly, held the long sword across his chest, and approached Wen San and the others step by step.

Everything that just happened happened in a flash, and the whole process took no more than three breaths. In the eyes of Wen San and the others, Meng Zhao's performance was so miraculous that it was simply unimaginable.

Is this the power of martial arts? It is so powerful, so powerful.

If I had such power, wouldn't I be able to rule the entire world?

When Wen San and the other three heard it, they couldn't help but feel such emotions and thoughts in their hearts.

What followed was fear and terror that seeped into the bone marrow.

Two people died in a split second. This is truly, truly horrible.

Are we really a match for the young man in front of us?
In fact, Meng Zhao looked relaxed on the surface, but was actually very nervous inside.

Fortunately, Wen San is not familiar with real martial arts and does not have the qualities of a qualified fighter. Otherwise, he might not have been able to escape unscathed from the crossbow with extremely amazing explosive power.

To some people, the three breaths of time are indeed very short. But to a person who has stimulated his physical potential, it is not a very long time either, and there is enough time for reaction.

If they were in a different place, if Meng Zhao was Wen San, the firing of the crossbow would not be in vain and would definitely hit the target.

This is the gap between people.

Of course, if you think about it carefully, it cannot be said that Wen San was that wrong. It was really that Meng Zhao had rich combat experience, and while killing people, he did not forget to be cautious and dodge, which was the essence of the routine.

"That's a good crossbow arrow. If it had hit me just now, I would have been seriously injured if not killed. What a pity, you only have this one chance!"

There is indeed only one chance, not only because this crossbow does not fire continuously, but one shot at a time. Once an arrow is used, another one must be replaced.

The bigger reason is that Meng Zhao knew about the existence of this crossbow and would deliberately be on guard against it, which greatly reduced its concealment and naturally would not pose much of a threat.

Meng Zhao is different from ordinary people. He is a warrior with rich combat experience and can predict Wen San's actions through his subtle movements.

So, now this crossbow is no different from trash.

At this time, Wen San was completely panicked. He really didn't expect that the battle formation that Wu Laodao taught them was so rubbish and useless. It was broken by Li Zheng the moment they met. Five people couldn't deal with one person, and two of them were killed in return. Now there are only three people left. Doesn't it mean that they are more dangerous?
He no longer had the intention to fight to the death with Meng Zhao, because that was not fighting to the death, but giving up one's life.

"Li Zheng, please give me a chance to live. Just ask for what you want. If I can give it to you, I will never refuse!"

At the side, Kong Daoba, who was still alive, and another person looked at Wen San in surprise, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that Wen San's behavior of bowing his head and admitting defeat was not so unacceptable.

Seeing that he was no match for Li Zheng, the only possibility for him to survive was to surrender.

As for the two people who died, it was just bad luck for them.

Meng Zhao was not in a hurry to kill the three of them. Instead, he pretended to act out a trick and thought about it seriously. Then he said,
"To be honest, I really wanted to get rid of you completely, but I was afraid that one day you would become powerful and return to Xiaohan Village to bring me great trouble.

But now it seems that I overestimated you. Even if I give you ten or a hundred chances, you will never be my opponent.

You are too weak!"

This was not an extreme humiliation, and Meng Zhao had no intention of humiliating a dead person. He simply pretended to be a villain who had succeeded in order to reduce the other party's resistance, while at the same time trying to get the information he wanted to know.

When Wen San heard this, he felt extremely humiliated. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with crazy murderous intent and scarlet bloodshot.

However, he is a capable man, and as a capable man, he can do what others cannot endure.

At this time, facing Meng Zhao's humiliation and ridicule, he just swore secretly that one day, he would repay Li Zheng a thousandfold.

On the surface, he looked grateful.
"Yes, yes, yes, I, Wen San, am just an ignorant clown. If I had known that you, Li Zheng, had such martial arts skills, how could I have dared to target you like this?"

Meng Zhao lightly raised the long sword in his hand over a corpse, cutting off a piece of the body. The sword fell into his hand and he gently wiped the blood-stained blade.

"Okay, then I'll give you three a chance to tell me what secrets Xiaohan Village has that involve warriors and can greatly increase the strength of warriors!"

Li Zheng has no memory of this. After all, his first priority is survival, and he rarely pays attention to anything else.

Furthermore, he was not born and raised in Xiaohan Village after all, and lacked the connections of his elders in Xiaohan Village.

Therefore, Li Zheng's information in this regard is no different from that of an idiot.

However, Wen San and the other two are different. They are all elders of Xiaohan Village. Their elders have lived here for many generations. They must know some inside information about Zhou Zhihan and why she is lurking in Xiaohan Village.

The information doesn't need to be much, even just a few words or a few fragments will be enough, at least it can give him a direction.

Wen San and the other two looked at each other. Is there anything special about Xiaohan Village?
Or maybe they have overlooked something, that Xiaohan Village really does have such a treasure, and not just one Wu Laodao.

However, after thinking about it, I recalled countless voices and smiles of my elders in my mind, but I still couldn’t find it.

Kong Daoba held up his long sword and said,

"Li Zheng, are you confused? If our Xiaohan Village really has some treasures in martial arts, how could there be no martial artist other than Wu Laodao?

If there really was such a good thing, not to mention us, even Han Dali’s gang would not let it go and would have taken it for themselves long ago!"

That's true. According to common sense, there is nothing wrong with what Kong Daoba said. It is logical.

But, Zhou Zhihan, it is impossible that she came here for no reason and stayed here for several years.

This is a woman. For a woman, is there anything more precious than time?

Probably not.

However, Wen San suddenly thought of something and said,

“As far as I know, Xiaohan Village is indeed the most powerful and most special village within the nearby area of ​​dozens of miles.

My grandfather once said that Xiaohan Village is located on a dragon vein, and there is a dragon ball inside Xiaohan Mountain.

This dragon ball is a treasure in the world. It can not only prolong one's life, but if a warrior knows about it, he can use it to become the most powerful warrior in the world. I don't know if this is what you are talking about!"

Meng Zhao was also stunned. Dragon vein, dragon ball?

The theory of dragon veins has indeed existed since ancient times, whether it is in the land of China or in the Tianyuan Kingdom, it is the same. It is the theory of Feng Shui.

Whether there is a dragon vein or not is not the point for now. It is most likely just a feng shui theory and the shape of the mountains, rivers and terrain.

But Dragon Ball is different. It is a real object. It is impossible to call any stone a Dragon Ball.

Besides, in this world, there is not even the vitality of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy has been extinguished. How can there be such an advanced and powerful creature as a true dragon?
Do Dragon Balls really exist, or are there some other objects that are considered to be Dragon Balls and are just given a name?

If it is the former, Meng Zhao really needs to think carefully about the upper limit of martial arts in this world. Moreover, this dragon ball may also become an opportunity for him to rebuild his martial arts in Shenzhou, and even allow him to cultivate his dragon body again.

If it is the latter, it is normal. Dragon balls do not necessarily mean that they are made of the energy essence of a real dragon. They may be extremely precious and special things of a certain type.

It would definitely be beneficial and not harmful for Meng Zhao to get such a precious and special item.

It would be even better if it could act as a secret medicine.

Meng Zhao only needs to "borrow" some martial arts secrets, and then use his own knowledge to create a martial arts secret that is specially matched with Dragon Balls. If he keeps using it to dominate the world, there shouldn't be any big problems.

It's a dimensionality reduction attack, isn't it!

The only thing that Meng Zhao was unsure about was whether Wen San really meant what he said, or was simply making up a lie to deceive himself in order to save his life.

We can’t really regard Wen San as a coward and incompetent person. He does have some scheming and tactics.

If you are not careful and get fooled by him, it is a small matter to feel uncomfortable. But being misled and wasting time and energy is a big matter! (End of this chapter)