That night, Meng Jizu's family from the first bedroom, Meng Zhao from the second bedroom, and Meng Hongdao's family from the third bedroom gathered together again and held a family dinner.
It's just a little simpler than the one at noon. Only my family participated, so this time it was very grand and luxurious.
And the number of people has spread from the blood relatives of the Meng family to the entire top management of the Meng family, as well as their families.
A gathering belonging to the Meng family's community of interests will help unite the hearts of the entire force.
Meng Zhao presented the gifts he had carefully prepared to Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao, winning their favor again.
I also took this opportunity to get to know many senior members of the Meng family. One of them was his father's life and death friend when he was young. Now he has considerable energy and voice in the Meng family, and he also has great goodwill and kindness towards him.
Looking forward to it.
These all belong to the real invisible heritage of Meng Zhao, and are now occupied by Meng Zhaojiu.
A few days passed in a hurry, and Meng Zhao became more and more comfortable living in the Meng family. The two brothers, Meng Xi and Meng Wen, who originally gave him a big headache, were very well-behaved after Meng Jizu came back and did not dare to cause trouble to Meng Zhao again...
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On the huge martial arts training ground, two figures were entangled together. The air made a roaring sound from time to time, and airflows like waves of fire surged out, forcing the spectators on both sides to retreat one after another, their faces due to the high temperature.
And the evaporated sweat is wiped off non-stop.
Even so, he stared at the two warring parties without blinking, for fear of any accident.
Meng Zhao was wearing a light blue luxurious warrior uniform, and his long hair was loosely fixed by a hair tie.
With a face like a crown jewel and a handsome figure, a pair of bright and sharp eyes were filled with high-spirited fighting spirit.
He stepped off his feet and easily rose up from the ground. He opened the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed it diagonally towards the huge fist that was hitting him. The strength surged inside him, as if there was a blazing furnace hidden inside.
With the other hand, he clenched his fist and used the power of a mountain to strike down the opponent's face, like a big ax falling to the ground.
The person opposite Meng Zhao was none other than Meng Chuan from the third room.
Not only does he have well-developed muscles and looks as hard as a rock, but he is also tall and burly, possessing a terrifying oppressive power.
Meng Zhao could only be level with him by lifting his feet off the ground and leaping upward, even using his arms to exert force from top to bottom.
Facing Meng Zhao's hand, Meng Chuan's face showed no expression, and his short hair remained straight.
Almost instinctively, he sank down from his horse and moved his head sideways, barely avoiding Meng Zhao's punch, and a hot wind blew across his cheek.
At the same time, he did not dodge or avoid the palm that was grabbing at him, and rushed towards him.
After Meng Zhao's palm met Meng Chuan's fist, he felt an internal force of the same origin, but much stronger and more domineering than his, like a mountain torrent, exploding towards him.
He only had time to use his internal strength to protect himself from being harmed by the scorching heat, which seemed to be enough to bake him.
He himself was thrown more than half a meter away by the hammer before falling to the ground.
After landing, Meng Zhao looked down at the palm of his hand with a wry smile. He saw that it was red, obviously caused by the rapid blood flow, and the remaining heat on it was still amazing.
If you pour a little cold water on it, misty water vapor will burst out immediately.
"Fourth brother, your internal strength is really extremely strong, I am nowhere near as good as it."
Meng Zhao looked at the young man in front of him who smiled innocently at him with emotion. Although the young man looked taller and much taller than him, he was still two years younger than him. What is he other than a young man?
This is not a rainbow fart, but a sincere admiration for this three-bedroom boy.
In the past few days, the relationship between Meng Zhao and the Meng family who had just returned has improved by leaps and bounds.
Forget about Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao. These two people are nominally his elders, and they are busy with many important things, so there is a generation gap with him.
Therefore, the person who had the most temper and warmed up to him most quickly was the third-bedroom Meng Chuan whom he met later.
First of all, Meng Chuan has no direct conflict of interest with him, nor is he like the two brothers who are eyeing him, either wooing him or suppressing him, so he is naturally easy to get close to.
Secondly, Meng Chuan's personality is also relatively honest, he is honest and honest, he doesn't have any tricks, and he doesn't have those bad behaviors. He just focuses on practicing martial arts, and he is an out-and-out little martial arts fanatic.
It can be said that he and Meng Zhao met late in life. The two of them had a lot in common and seemed to be getting closer.
In the past few days, Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan have had many similar discussions, and almost every time they ended in Meng Zhao's failure.
But Meng Zhao didn't gain anything. With this rare and good training partner, he could experience and understand the iron smelting skills bit by bit, and then get started.
Then directly use the sky mirror to upgrade the entry-level iron smelting hand to a small success.
The price is that there are only 200 energy points left.
In terms of purely fighting enemies with fists and kicks, he may not be as good as Meng Chuan, but the gap is limited.
At least in a short period of time, within thirty or fifty moves, it is impossible for the opponent to capture him.
Nowadays, the biggest gap between the two people is their inner strength cultivation.
With the same cultivation level of the Red Flag Order and the same level of skills, naturally those with deeper internal strength will be better.
Meng Chuan came from the opposite side, scratched the back of his head, shook his head and said,
"Speaking of which, Fourth Brother, your talent is really amazing. If you hadn't wasted ten years in Yujing and been taught and practiced martial arts by the family since you were a child, you would definitely be much better than me." p>
Meng Zhao admired him and thought that he, a sixteen-year-old boy, had excellent martial arts and was far stronger than his peers.
Isn't Meng Chuan surprised and impressed by Meng Zhao's progress?
It should be noted that this person has recently transferred to the Red Flag Order of the Meng family. In the past, he only practiced an acquired level of auxiliary internal skills and mental methods.
The other party has fallen behind a lot innately, and his internal strength is not as good as it is, which is normal.
Furthermore, the environments the two live in are also very different.
Although the Daci'en Temple where Meng Zhao is located is a royal temple with great incense and no shortage of spiritual resources, he and the other thirty-five aristocratic disciples are just tool men. It is a big deal that he can barely get a martial arts teaching.
Is he practicing?
In contrast, they, the disciples of the Meng family, were able to get the best cultivation guidance and the best cultivation resources in the family. With their unremitting efforts, they have achieved what they have today, which can only be said to be a matter of course. p>
Of course, this is because we don’t know Meng Zhao’s true background, otherwise we would be shocked.
Besides, when the two of them fought against each other, Meng Zhao, thanks to the blessing of the Heavenly Mirror, improved his iron smelting hand to a small level, and his progress could be said to be rapid.
The "terrible understanding and comprehension" displayed even shocked Meng Chuan for a time.
Fortunately, he is an upright person and has a tenacious and unyielding side in his character. Meng Zhao's behavior actually aroused his competitive spirit, and the two of them had a healthy competition.
And compared to the two brothers who Dafang wooed, plotted against and fought against him all day long, Meng Zhao, a simple, gentle and like-minded brother, made him feel closer to him.
To put it bluntly, in just a few days, Meng Zhao has gained the trust and favor of Meng Chuan, and is still ahead of the two brothers in Dafang.
There is no way, in the knowledge, the two are brothers with similar blood. Although they have not seen each other for a long time, the blood lines are constantly cut, and the relationship is easy to improve.
Then there is the issue of eyesight and conduct.
Meng Zhao is a good person and a good person. Whether he has similar interests and hobbies to Meng Chuan, or he often makes the other person feel happy when chatting, it is a huge plus point.
If they were divided into a camp, the two of them could barely be divided into one now.
Just as he was talking, a voice came from the door of the martial arts training ground,
"Hey, you two are done. You promised to go out with someone. I've been waiting for a long time."
Hearing this, Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces. It seems that today's discussion ends here.