This time, Cao Zhan did not intend to continue to use his strength to suppress his strength, but instead planned to defeat the opponent with his martial arts skills and play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.

After all, Meng Zhao's basic cultivation is above him, but the specific battle may not be comparable to him.

After hearing the roar like thunder, Meng Zhao was not only not surprised, but instead smiled slightly, stepped on the dragon's shape, and two qi dragons seemed to rise under his feet, carrying him towards Cao Zhan. It was the magic method of the dragon's ever-changing changes.

For a moment, the sound of fists and feet interweaving was endless.

Cao Zhan used Tongbei Fist's boxing technique, and his whole body seemed to transform into a ferocious ape across the mountains. His aura was like a spring gushing, his moves were wide open and closed, fierce and sharp, but he was flexible and changeable. He always had a wonderful skill that made people shine.

It can be seen that Cao Zhan is deeply immersed in this boxing technique and is almost successful, so he is very powerful. With the internal skills of the Great Sage's Tianji Kung Fu, his power is doubled.

Meng Zhao abandoned the Dragon Palm and turned to the iron smelting hand, such as separation, force, rush, and flash, and was unpredictable. He used it in combination, and the moves were complex and disorderly, but it was extremely exquisite, making Meng Zhao's slender and white palms look like blooming Dhara flowers, dazzling their eyes.

This is because the four martial arts split by the Dragon Locking Technique are all based on internal skills, and there is nothing surprising in terms of moves. In order to convince Cao Zhan, Meng Zhao used iron smelting hands to deal with moves.

In terms of strength and cultivation, he is better than the opponent, and in terms of martial arts, he is also extraordinary enough for ordinary people.

After all, he has a magical treasure like Zhaotian Mirror, which can slowly consume energy points to improve his deduction and understanding of martial arts without any vain and side effects. Naturally, he has an absolute advantage over other martial artists in practicing martial arts.

His move was not fast, and his move was not ruthless. His hands were not beyond Cao Zhan's tolerance range, but it turned Cao Zhan's continuous fierce attacks into invisible.

The two of them fought and fought and walked. It was not only a fighting boxing technique, but also a fighting body technique and footwork technique. The ability to adapt to changes was not long. Fifty moves had been dismantled, and the combat locations were also spread throughout the hall.

The overflowing strong wind blew away the accumulated snow again, as if heavy snow fell on the clear sky again.

Suddenly, the purple light in Meng Zhao's pupils was soaring, and the dragon's power rushed straight to Cao Zhan's mind, and he was intimidated by his spiritual power.

This was a move he had a sudden inspiration. The mighty dragon power was comparable to those spiritual martial arts. When used in battle, it would definitely have the effect of a sudden peak.

Sure enough, after Cao Zhan's eyes flashed with purple halo, he felt anxious and lost, and the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent. Meng Zhao saw in front of him suddenly changed, as if a purple true dragon with a body that was ten thousand feet long and was enough to tear apart the sky, coiled between the sky and the earth, and his pupils were like two big suns sitting in the air, making him feel like he was struck by lightning, and he was completely beaten.

During the battle, opportunities are fleeting, and a pause is enough to determine the outcome, even life and death.

Seeing the moment when Cao Zhan's qi was stagnant, Meng Zhaopian raised his index finger with his right hand, and cut through many blocks like a needle and a thread, pointing it on Cao Zhan's right chest as if it was slow and fast.

The finger force was winding, and it was like a red dragon filling Cao Zhan's limbs and bones.

Cao Zhan wanted to continue to fight back, but suddenly found that after being guided by this, the internal breath in the Dantian meridians was cut and divided by a wonderful force of fingers, as if trapped in different cages. His movements could not help but slow down. His body, which was extremely majestic, was even softer and almost fell down.

After staggering for a few steps, Cao Zhan finally stabilized his body, full of surprise and reluctance to be upset.

I can't understand why it was a good situation before, and at least there was no winner within a hundred moves. Why did I suddenly lose my mind and be defeated by Meng Zhao after the opportunity?

At the same time, he was obsessed with the subtlety of Meng Zhao's finger, and he felt the mysterious and domineering point of repeated strength. He was stunned for a moment and experienced it carefully.

Cao Yan and Zhu Guangxi next to them suddenly realized that the innate martial arts and excellent eyesight made them see that the key to Meng Zhao's victory was that the dragon's might suddenly appear with a sudden inspiration.

It is true that if Meng Zhao used real skills to defeat others with strength, Cao Zhan would not last long. Even though he possessed the Great Sage's Heaven-Splitting Art, his physique was far inferior to that of the awakened Ziyuan Dragon Body, and his foundation was naturally far inferior.

But if Meng Zhao wants to defeat the opponent with his moves, then with the strength shown by Cao Zhan, Meng Zhao will definitely not be able to establish an absolute advantage without a hundred moves.

The reason is not that Meng Zhao is not strong enough. On the contrary, his iron sculpting hand is extremely exquisite. He has a deep understanding of this skill. In terms of simple moves, Cao Yan dares not say that he is better than Meng Zhao.

However, Cao Zhan is not bad either. In a short period of time, Meng Zhao can't do it.

The reason why he was able to win was that he used martial arts secret techniques similar to spiritual martial arts to artificially create flaws in Cao Zhan's moves.

It’s like a person who draws with great skills and concentrates on his work, but once he is pulled on his body or deliberately yells and frightens, the perfect work will have flaws.

Of course, most warriors have visualization methods to strengthen their spirits and sublimate their minds. They have their own ways to resist and prevent spiritual martial arts. However, it is obvious that Cao Zhan not only has a foundation as bad as Meng Zhao, but his spiritual cultivation is not as stable as Meng Zhao, so he was exploited.

Meng Zhao was better than Cao Zhan, without any slight sacredness or secret joy. For him now, losing is a strange thing.

Cao Yan laughed twice and walked over. He first patted Cao Zhan, who was immersed in his inner world, woke him up, and then sighed,

"Mr. Meng's fourth master has profound martial arts and unlimited potential. I'm afraid it won't take long. The old man will be willing to give up the disadvantage. Zhan'er, why don't you thank the fourth master for your guidance?"

Cao Zhan woke up like a dream. He felt that the wonderful finger force in his body was slapped and dissolved by his grandfather's palm. He felt a little lost. Then he smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth and said to himself,

"Actually, the young master's foundation is far beyond me. He can defeat me long ago, just to accompany me to make trouble."

Then he restrained his expression, took a few steps forward, walked to Meng Zhao, pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar and half-kneeled in front of Meng Zhao, sincerely clasped his fists and lowered his head,

"Cao Zhan is convinced by the young master's martial arts. In the future, he will be driven by it and dare to obey him. He will ask the young master to take him under his throne."

This is to express allegiance.

Before, he agreed to follow Meng Zhao, and most of the factors were influenced by Cao Zhan, so after competing with Meng Zhao, it became his own thoughts.

Everyone is afraid of the strong and admires the strong. Cao Zhan is not reluctant to follow a strong man like Meng Zhao. Even if he had it before, he has dispersed now.

Meng Zhao was happy in his heart. Looking at Cao Zhan, who was tall, tall, and had an amazing appearance, and was very fond of him. He hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up and said with a smile.

"I can't say that I'm driving. I just hope that Cao Zhan, you and me can learn something, and establish your own career in the future, which is not in vain for Mr. Cao's efforts."

For a moment, there were laughter and joy in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!