Hearing this slightly tough female voice, Shen Lang immediately released his mental energy and glanced towards Bai Shishi. He saw Bai Shishi lowering her eyebrows and lowering her eyes, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, like a maid in her duty.

He stood obediently in the pavilion without any movement.

Shen Lang's eyes showed satisfaction, and then he turned his head and looked in the direction from which the female voice came.

He saw a woman in red standing on the side of the rockery of the pond, holding a long black sheath sword and almost as tall as him.

The woman in red is not only tall and long-legged, her facial features are also slightly hard, and her eyes are particularly sharp. If it weren't for her high chest, slender waist, plump hips, and shoulders that are not as strong and broad as those of men, at first glance,

He would really recognize her as a tall, strong and handsome man.

Shen Lang asked with a smile: "Who is the girl?"

The woman in red looked Shen Lang up and down with her sharp eyes, as if examining him, and at the same time said in a slightly tough voice:

"I am Liang Zheng's senior sister and a fifth-generation disciple of Mingjian Villa, Lin Meng."

"It turns out to be the 'Senior Sister Lin' that Brother Liang mentioned!"

Shen Lang looked in awe and bowed his hands:

“In the next season, Ruxue, a southerner known as ‘Mr. Kong’, met Miss Lin!”

Lin Meng, the woman in red, nodded slightly:

"Mr. Ji, you're welcome. Lin is a martial artist and likes to use martial arts to make friends. I heard that Mr. Ji's palm power is amazing. Could you give me some advice?"

Shen Lang was stunned:

"Miss Lin wants to compete with me in martial arts? But Miss Lin is a fifth-grade Dacheng, and I am only a sixth-grade Dacheng. This realm is really far behind Miss Lin..."

Lin Mengdan said:

"The third level of martial arts only begins to undergo qualitative changes. The fourth level of true energy that prepares for the 'upper third level' is so high that it cannot be reached. Below the fourth level, the sixth level and the fifth level are actually just driving the 'internal force', and

There is no unbridgeable gap.

"For many talented warriors, the internal strength of sixth-grade warriors is already more refined and refined than that of fifth-grade warriors. One point of internal strength can equal three points of ordinary fifth-grade warriors. Compared with fifth-grade warriors, it is also

It's just that you can't release your internal strength outwards, and you can't attack from a distance.

"But even if they can't release their inner strength, if they fight in close combat, those martial arts geniuses can still rely on their pure and condensed inner strength to cross the border and defeat ordinary fifth-level warriors. Like Yan Wufeng and Wu Tianhong, when they reach the sixth level, they can

Cross the border and defeat the mid-level fifth-level warrior.

"I heard Junior Brother Liang Zheng speak highly of Mr. Ji's 'Ice Palm Power'. I couldn't help but feel happy and wanted to learn a thing or two. Mr. Ji, don't worry, since I have learned the palm power, I won't fight.

I can attack and deceive you from afar, but I can hold hands with you up close."

Shen Lang muttered:

"But Miss Lin is practicing swordsmanship, and I specialize in palm skills. Is it unfair to Miss Lin to do palm fighting at close range?"

Lin Meng raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a slightly proud smile:

"Although I practice swordsmanship, I have also dabbled in palm techniques. I have practiced the 'Shaking Mountain Palm', and I am confident that my palm power is only slightly inferior to Yan Wufeng's 'Iron-Shaking Gold Hand'."

Shen Lang nodded:

"In this case, it will be inconvenient for Ji to refuse."

He looked around:

"This is the venue for the Poetry Association. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to compete here?"

Surrounding the pavilion where Shen Lang and Bai Shishi were, there were many pavilions distributed in a ring among the flowers and trees. Like stars holding the moon, they surrounded a wide pavilion covered with a red carpet and furnished with eucalyptus tables.

The pavilion surrounded by many pavilions is the main venue of tonight's poetry meeting.

Talented girls from the Tianxiang Society, as well as well-known scribes and martial arts heroes from Luling Prefecture, will participate in a poetry meeting at the Tai Pavilion.

As for Shen Lang, a strange martial artist from other places or a foreign scholar with little reputation, he could only drink tea and wine in the pavilions around the pavilion and watch the grand event.

However, if your literary talent and martial arts skills are amazing and are unanimously recognized by everyone, you can also go to the stage and transfer your seat from the "audience seat" to the "big stage".

At this time, there were only some maids in the central pavilion, and the servants were busy setting up the venue. However, there were already many people in the pavilions around the pavilion, all of whom were scholars and warriors from other places who came here to attend the meeting.

Some people who like to socialize are visiting from one pavilion to the other to make new friends. There are also people who gather in small groups in a pavilion and talk loudly. There are also people who sit alone in the pavilion, drink tea alone, and act like a master.

.

Shen Lang and Bai Shishi arrived for the first time, and the two pavilions on the left and right were still empty, so they didn't attract anyone's attention yet.

But if he fights with Lin Meng, he will probably disturb everyone and attract attention. However, Shen Lang's trip is to return to his old business, undercover exploration, and he doesn't want to be too high-profile and draw too much attention.

But he wanted to change places, but Lin Meng said calmly:

"It doesn't matter. Tonight's poetry meeting is a 'civilian and military poetry meeting'. Warriors compete in skills, and literati compose poems to praise the martial arts of our great Chu. When the time comes, there will be many martial arts competitions in this venue. You and I will compete here.

It fits the theme of tonight's poetry meeting. Besides, it's just a comparison of palm strength, not martial arts, and it won't alarm others."

Shen Lang had no choice but to nod in agreement:

"Okay, let's learn from Miss Lin's skills here."

Lin Meng smiled slightly, held the sword in his left hand, opened his long legs, and strode forward:

"The essence of my 'Zhenshan Palm' is the word 'shock', which can trigger some kind of internal 'resonance' with the power of the palm. If you strike a stone, the hard stone will turn into powder, and if you strike an iron, the steel will burst into pieces. If it hits a person,

The human body appears to be intact on the outside, but the internal organs are torn apart... My palm power is particularly good at breaking down the body's internal strength and practicing hard skills, so you have to be careful."

As she spoke, she raised her right hand, and the skin on her palm vibrated at a high frequency, so that the air around her palm was shaken and stirred, turning into a slight breeze and blowing around.

"Miss Lin is open and bright!"

Shen Lang laughed and took steps towards Lin Meng. At the same time, he raised his right palm and said in a deep voice:

"My family's secret skill, 'Ice Palm', has extremely cold palm power and the ability to condense blood into ice. Once I'm hit by the palm, all the blood in my body will condense into ice in a matter of seconds. Even if I have a strong inner strength to protect myself, I will still catch the cold.

Affected by the power of ice palm, Qi and blood are stagnant, muscles are stiff, and sensitivity is greatly reduced. The more you hit, the weaker you become."

As he spoke, wisps of white air emerged from his palms, exuding a cold chill.

Of course Shen Lang doesn't know anything about "Ice Palm".

He just practiced the Nanhai School's "Xuan Bing Jin" mental method, which can make his internal energy have freezing properties.

As for the palm technique that activates the frozen internal force, it is only Sha Wanli's "Tide Palm".

However, although Tide Palm is only a fourth-level martial arts, its nature is quite consistent with "Xuan Bing Jin". Among all Shen Lang has learned, it is the one that can best exert the power of "Xuan Bing Jin".

Martial arts.

Other martial arts are lacking some meaning and cannot maximize the power of Xuan Bing Jin.

Shen Lang and Lin Meng both gathered their strength in the palms of their hands and walked towards each other. Soon the distance between them was only three steps.

"Take action!" Lin Meng said in a deep voice.

She has a higher level, so of course she has to let "Mr. Kong Kong" make the first move.

Shen Lang was not polite and said:

"Miss Lin, be careful!"

He raised his hand and slapped Lin Meng with a roar.

Although he didn't have the ability to release his internal energy outwards, when he struck out with his palm, the biting cold wind stirred up by his palm force still gave people the heavy oppressive feeling of being cut by nine cold winter wind knives on the face and suffocating the breath.

The cold wind blew against his face, Lin Meng's expression did not change, and he said calmly:

"Well done!"

He also slapped his palm in the middle of his voice. When his bare hand shot through the air, a slight buzzing sound appeared on the skin of the palm that vibrated at a high frequency.

Wave!

There was a crisp sound, and the two palms met.

Shen Lang only felt a strange vibrating force, which easily shattered the cold internal energy in his palm and invaded the meridians of his fingers and palms in an instant. When the internal energy in his palm disappeared, the veins in his palm could not help but buzz and vibrate. In an instant, the whole

My right hand became numb, soft and weak from the fingertips to the wrist.

Shen Lang showed his shock without concealing it. He took two steps back, lowered his right hand, his fingers trembled slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Lin has great palm power!"

"Young Master Ji has given you too much praise. If you and I are of the same level, this palm will be our equal."

Lin Mengdan said, looking down at his right hand. The back of his hand seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white frost.

However, Lin Meng just flicked her palm, and the layer of white frost flew away, and her palm returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"Master Ji's ice palm power is really extraordinary. No wonder Junior Brother Liang Zheng is full of praise. Thank you Master Ji for your advice. I have something to do, so I'll excuse you for now. After the poetry meeting, I will discuss martial arts with Master Ji."

After saying that, he casually glanced at Bai Shishi in the pavilion, but didn't notice anything strange. He couldn't help but frown slightly, looked away, nodded to Shen Lang, and turned around to leave.

Bai Shishi was blessed with the "Appearance of All Living Beings" spell. As long as she did not take the initiative to make small movements to communicate, even if Lin Meng's true cultivation level was in the middle stage of the fourth level, she would not be able to see through Bai Shishi's disguise.

Shen Lang watched Lin Meng farewell with a smile, until her back disappeared among the flowers and trees, and then he walked leisurely back to the pavilion.

"You're actually injured?"

Looking at his right hand that occasionally trembled and twitched, Bai Shishi said in surprise.
To be continued...