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On top of the Colosseum sat Meng Ting, Meng Ren and the rest of the higher ups of the Meng Family.

This was a very important event for the Meng Family. Even many of Meng Yu's elderly people who rarely came out sat on top of them and came to watch.

Meng Yu had a Blue Snake Sword on his waist and his eyes were like stars. Under everyone's gaze, he passed through the rows of people and arrived at the stage.

Meng Yang was one step ahead of him, standing on the right side of the stage.

"Eldest Uncle, Third Uncle."

"Eldest Aunt, Elder Fifth Uncle, Sixth Uncle …"

Meng Yu bowed to the elders on the stage.

The elders watched as Meng Yu and the other juniors grew up, and immediately started to talk to Meng Yu about family matters. He was still sighing with emotion as he didn't expect this brat to be so tall.

Meng Yu bowed to the elders one by one before walking down to the left to face Meng Yang.

Meng Yang was very confident, and could tell that he had come prepared.

"Alright."

Meng Ting stood up, and first bowed to the group of elders behind him.

When he turned around, that majestic aura caused the somewhat noisy Colosseum to instantly become quiet!

He looked at the others and said, "Today is the day that Meng Yang challenges Young Lord Meng Yu in order to obtain her golden arrows. The victor is Young Lord."

"The rules are very simple. The two of them will be able to defeat each other in the arena. As long as you force them out of the arena, or if they admit defeat, you will be victorious."

As he said that, Meng Ting looked at Meng Yu and Meng Yang, and spoke in a serious tone, "You two are brothers, you can't do anything to each other just because of the competition between the Young Lord s. In battle, we must do what we can! "

"If anyone tries to harm the other party's life, even if he wins, I will not pass down the position of Young Lord to him, do you understand?"

Meng Yu nodded.

Meng Yang laughed honestly, "Big Brother Meng Yu, you are really not my match, I really don't want to fight with you. Swords have no eyes, I was really afraid that I would accidentally hurt you later. "

Hearing this, Meng Yu's heart moved, he squinted his eyes and looked at Meng Yang, thinking that he should really be careful. This person was fake, if he had some despicable method to deal with him, it would not be surprising.

Meng Ting said that the battle started, and then sat back down on the chair.

In front of him was a large, square stage made of stone more than a hundred feet away. It was about thirty feet high.

Meng Yang suddenly jumped up, his posture was elegant, like a big bird, he landed steadily in the center of the stage.

"So beautiful!"

can pass through with a light leap, and even the experts of Fetal Origin Stage can only do so! It's really amazing! "

"Your lightness skills are pretty good!"

"Good luck, Young Master Meng Yang!"

The Descendant of Meng Family s that wanted to curry favor with Meng Yang all began to brag.

The other Descendant of Meng Family and Domestic Servant s also started to clap, Meng Yang's leap had won them all the glory.

Meng Yu smiled lightly, and leisurely walked over.

The reason he chose to walk over there on foot was because Meng Yang had revealed his skills. Meng Yu felt that even though he had leapt over a hundred meters, he was still able to do it so elegantly and it was a little difficult.

Therefore, he did not make a fool of himself.

Anyway, the rules didn't say you couldn't walk onto the stage.

"Meng Yu, jump over there too!"

"Wasting time. "Seriously."

"He can't beat Meng Yang."

"Right, why not admit defeat ahead of time?"

The group of Descendant of Meng Family who were trying to curry favor with Meng Yang roared and pointed at him.

Meng Yu was too lazy to bother with these people.

His footsteps seemed to be very slow, but in a matter of twenty to thirty breaths, Meng Yu had already arrived in front of the stage, and was climbing up the stairs step by step.

A part of the Descendant of Meng Family saw that Meng Yu did not even dare to jump down the stage, and snorted at him.

Meng Yu walked to the opposite side of Meng Yang, where the latter was getting impatient. He pulled out a long blade and said, "Let's begin quickly."

"Come." Meng Yu replied indifferently.

Just as he was about to pull out his sword, suddenly, Meng Yu saw a few Falling Flowers in the wind.

The red flowers were even more dazzling under the sunlight.

"Hmm?"

"Could it be …" So this is how the Sword-style came about? "

He stared at the fallen flowers, seemingly enlightened.

Seeing that Meng Yu did not even take out his sword and was looking down on her, Meng Yang snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Meng Yu, if you surrender to me now, you will still have time. Otherwise, not only will you lose face, you will also suffer."

Meng Yang was not in a rush, and deliberately tried to reason with Meng Yu.

"No problem, just go fight." Meng Yu said, his gaze still fixated on the few falling flowers, they floated with the wind, and did not fall.

Seeing that Meng Yu did not care about him at all, Meng Yang was finally angry, he brandished his long blade and quickly slashed at Meng Yu's head.

Meng Yu, who was looking at Luo Hua, suddenly felt the danger and quickly dodged. Meng Yang once again activated his long blade and slashed at Meng Yu's left leg.

Below the arena.

"What's going on? Meng Yu doesn't use her sword? "

"Did Meng Yu break anything?"

"Yi, did you see that? He even closed his eyes!"

"What is he doing?"

As the clan members saw this strange scene, they were extremely shocked.

Not only did Meng Yu not pull out his sword, he even closed his eyes.

However, it was not that Meng Yu was showing off or looking down on Meng Yang, but he seemed to have realized something, and now, he was releasing Spiritual Consciousness to sense Meng Yang's powerful technique.

His Spiritual Consciousness could feel the movements of his body on Monday night, and with every slash, slash, and slice of Meng Yang's blade, he could sense it.

Thus, even if he closed his eyes, he could still deal with it calmly.

After thirty moves, the audience below the stage finally saw clearly that Meng Yu was not as weak as they seemed to be!

"Meng Yu is actually at the fifth level of the Body-refining Stage?"

"I noticed it too!" No wonder he underestimates his opponent so much. "

"What martial skill is this?" Such elegant footwork! Meng Yang was simply unable to come into contact with Meng Yu's tricks! "

As they watched, they commented in unison.

After a while.

"Did you see that? I think Meng Yu learned a set of footwork somewhere that allowed him to dodge attacks nimbly. Although he can dodge Meng Yang's attack, he does not have the strength to challenge Meng Yang. "

"That's right. Footwork like this tends to consume a lot of elemental energy." Meng Yu won't be able to hold on for long!

"Meng Yang has yet to use the martial skills he learned. Once he uses them, with the Cultivation Level at the seventh level of Meng Yang's Body-refining Stage and the large amount of spirit energy Meng Yu has expended, he will definitely not be able to defeat Meng Yang!"

"Ah, look! Meng Yang has used a martial skill!

On the stage, Meng Yang felt extremely humiliated being looked down by Meng Yu.

Forget about his blade hitting Meng Yu's body, he did not even touch his clothes a bit.

There were many times when his blade was clearly going to hit his opponent's body, but Meng Yu was able to dodge in time.

After failing to attack for a long time, Meng Yang did not have much patience, with a 'peng' sound, many red flames appeared on his blade.

Even his body was surrounded by many red flames.

The air constantly emitted "chi chi" sounds!

"Divine Flame Mantra!"

Meng Yang roared, the speed of the blade instantly increased.

Meng Yu finally opened his eyes and with a clang, the Blue Snake Sword was unsheathed.

At this moment, those few fallen flowers had already been blown away by the wind.

Seeing that Meng Yu had finally used his sword, Meng Yang arrogantly revealed a smile.

Meng Yang was confident that he could kill a person like Meng Yu in one move!

"Not bad, only a blade like this is worthy of my Blue Snake Sword attacking!"

But when he was feeling proud, Meng Yu's gentle words had hit on his rising confidence.

"Divine Flame Mantra: Sky Flames Dance!"

Meng Yang's blade instantly transformed into a red fire serpent, and continued to wreak havoc by Meng Yu's side.

This was a cultivation technique that only the highly regarded disciples of the Celestial Dan Sect could cultivate. One must use fire to refine medicine. The fire one cultivates will allow one to grasp the will of the Pills the best, and also allow one to better control the temperature of the fire.

Instantly, Meng Yu's frail body seemed to be engulfed by the sea of fire that filled the sky!

Seeing this, everyone in the audience could not help but burst out in thunderous cheers!

While sympathizing with Meng Yu, he shouted loudly at Meng Yang to do his best! Meng Yang is my Meng Family Young Lord!

In the eyes of the disciples, only people with talent and strength like Meng Yang were worthy to be their Young Lord!

Even the higher ups of the Meng Family revealed joyous expressions when they saw Meng Yang's performance.

"Big sister, I really didn't expect that after so many years, our Meng Family would finally produce a junior with great potential!"

The bald Fifth Uncle official, an old lady in red beside him, said.

"Fifth brother, Meng Yang's Fire Dance of the Sky is already seventy to eighty percent complete. And he's only fifteen years old, his future achievements are limitless! "

"It seems that the great cause of our Meng Family recovery is going to fall on Meng Yang's shoulders!"

Third Granduncle laughed heartily.

Only Meng Ting and Meng Ren looked anxious. They were afraid that Meng Yang would hurt Meng Yu.

On the stage, Meng Yang's attacks wave after wave, but he still could not defeat Meng Yu.

Amidst the raging flames, there was always a silver blade that occasionally flashed with a cold light, announcing its existence.

"Meng Yu, I didn't expect you to be able to hold out for so long. However, I won't give you another chance! Look at my ultimate attack! "

"Divine Flame Mantra: Burning Fire!"

"Meng Yu, die!"

Meng Yang shouted, her small face turning sinister. The long blade instantly erupted with a huge amount of energy, combining with the fire snakes that filled the sky and attacked Meng Yu.