Meng Botao stood in the snow, with his hands behind him, standing proudly, like a quilt! Qingsong, who was not bent by the wind and snow, did not look like a person who was almost sixty years old. Of course, there were exceptions. For example, when he appeared beside Zhao Caimo, he never saw him push his back so straight.

Su Le did not mean to challenge Meng Botao, but just asked casually, which led to a discussion, so he could not speak nonsense, especially when facing a shrewd woman like Zhao Caimo.

Zhao Caimo’s real intention is to take the opportunity to weigh Su Le’s true weight.

Su Le looked at Meng Botao standing proudly in the snow, and suddenly felt the strong pressure from him. Zhao Caimo's personal bodyguard was not ordinary in martial arts, and he couldn't help but retreat. It was not because Su Le was afraid, but he felt that this kind of competition had no meaning. If he won, he would not have any sense of honor. If he lost, he would only make Zhao Caimo tease him. Su Le smiled and said, "I think it's better to forget it. Everyone is so familiar with it and hurt no one."

Meng Botao stood there motionless, as if he was like a mountain. Although this old guy rarely spoke, he was still quite annoying once he spoke: "Don't worry, I will show mercy." In his eyes, Su Le would undoubtedly be defeated.

Zhao Caimo couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard Meng Botao's words. Although he suppressed his smile, there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

Su Le looked at the beautiful smile on the corner of Zhao Caimo's lips, and couldn't help but feel moved. Who can't be a young man without a competitive spirit? Especially with the attention of Zhao Caimo, a beautiful young woman who is a disaster for the country and the people, will she be shameless to retreat at the last minute and make her look down on her?

Zhao Caimo said: "Su Le, if you are afraid, then forget it."

Su Le knew that she used the provocation method: "What am I afraid of? I am afraid that Mr. Meng has old arms and legs. It is not good if he hurts him." Zhao Caimo could use the provocation method for him, and Su Le could also use the provocation method on Meng Botao.

Meng Botao said: "I hope your fists are as powerful as your mouth."

Su Lele took a step forward, then retreated to Zhao Caimo: "What reward is there?"

Zhao Caimo said in surprise: "What?" She didn't understand Su Le's meaning.

Su Le said: "I'm going to win?"

Zhao Caimo said: "If you win, I will introduce you to a girlfriend!"

Su Le laughed: "Let's talk about it if you win!"

He walked towards Meng Botao and stood two meters away from Meng Botao: "Mr. Meng, let's not hurt the harmony. The limit is five minutes. If the winner cannot be decided within five minutes, even if Yamato, what do you think?"

Meng Botao said: "In less than five minutes, ten moves, I can't beat you within ten moves, even if you win.

Su Le smiled and said, "Finish!" Since you, Meng Botao, I will not be polite to you, Su Le was not sure about defeating Meng Botao. It was Meng Botao who took the initiative to give him a chance, so he had to refuse.

Su Le and Meng Botao hugged each other according to the rules of the world, and then they all took action almost at the same time. Su Le held the attitude of starting first. He had known Meng Botao for a while, but he had never seen Meng Botao take action. Since he could act as a bodyguard by Zhao Caimo, it proved that this person's martial arts skills were not ordinary people. Su Le had to suppress him in terms of momentum, so as soon as he came up, he had a move of Kang Long, who had the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. His body twisted, his arms turned with him, and his whole body burst out on his right arm in an instant, and his right palm cried! He hit Meng Botao in his chest with a sound.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were originally seen as strong and powerful as Chang Su Le's feet. Under the rotation of his body, the snow was pulled away from the ground and flew upwards. The snowflakes formed a silver chain as he came out of his palm, like a long rushing dragon suddenly hit Meng Botao's chest.

Meng Botao's punching movements were faster than Su Le. When he clasped his fists, his legs bent slightly, and his back was slightly arched back. But at the moment of punching, his body was completely straightened in an instant, and his whole body was like a big bow that was suddenly pulled. His muscles and fascia burst out from relaxation to tension, and his right fist was like a crossbow arrow shot out at a high speed. The fist shadow flashed so fast that it could not see the movement trajectory of the fist.

Meng Botao's fist hit Su Le's palm, and with a muffled sound, the air waves formed by the two forces collided together radiated to the surroundings, and the snow under his feet swept out like a burst of waves.

Meng Botao's body remained motionless, and Su Le's feet tried his best to nail them to the ground. The adhesion between the soles of the feet and the snow was offset by Meng Botao's powerful and domineering fist force. His body slid backward for more than one meter, leaving two long footprints on the snow.

Su Le was obviously at a disadvantage in the competition of internal strength. Meng Botao took a step forward and the ground was shocked. His body had a clear retraction while stepping on the hips. After a brief retraction, his arms expanded and his fists drew two arcs, attacking Su Le from left to right respectively. Meng Botao's moves were simple and full of practicality, without any fancy moves, and he could easily open and close.

Su Le's palms were divided outside, and at first glance, they looked a bit like the wild horse splitting mane in Tai Chi. However, after starting, they had evolved into the two dragons in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to get water, and they still had both palms facing each other. They did not choose to fight head-on. After fighting with Meng Botao, they removed Meng Botao's strength and their body soared into the sky. It was the fish in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that leaped into the abyss. Su Le's amazing jumping power and his super balance ability made him leapt above Meng Botao's head in the air.

Meng Botao still had a simple and practical sky-shocking hammer, punching Su Le's legs.

However, there was a handful of snowflakes hidden in Su Le's hand. When his body flew to the highest point, a handful of snowflakes shone down on Meng Botao's face.

Meng Botao turned his fist into a palm, and used the palm wind to blow the snowflakes that sneaked into his attack.

Su Le's moves were very fast, and his body landed in the snow behind Meng Botao, and he didn't even look at it. He just had a palm on his back hand, just like a dragon waving his tail. This palm came out exquisitely - quickly.

Meng Botao did not expect that his moves would be so fast. No matter how skilled the master practiced martial arts, there would be an interval between his moves. Even if he could hide it seamlessly, there would be connections. Su Le made several moves in one go, without any stagnation, especially this move of the dragon swinging his tail was a stroke of magic.

Although Meng Botao responded in time, it was obvious that his response was a little hasty this time. He fists and palms were touching each other, and he didn't take much advantage in this move. Su Le's body just shook, and Meng Botao was so shocked that he took a step back by one of his eyes. Meng Botao's two gray eyebrows trembled, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Su Le did not take advantage of the victory, but took two steps back. Retreatment was not to show weakness, nor to leave a chance to breathe, but to leave more room for himself to play. He took two steps back and rushed forward again, stepped on the snow with his left foot, and his body rose into the air with this heavy pause, like a flying dragon outside the sky, seeing the dragon in the field, the surging dragon in the land, and the hidden dragon should not be used, and it would be beneficial to cross the river. Suddenly, it was shocked a hundred miles. A series of palm techniques were like a large river in the Yangtze River and endlessly greeting Meng Botao.

Under Su Le's endless offensive, Meng Botao had to take a defensive stance. Su Le attacked seven palms in succession. Meng Botao took seven steps in a row. When Su Le used a shock to a hundred miles, he also rushed forward with both fists and collided head-on again with Su Le's palms.

Su Le clearly felt that Meng Botao's strength had begun to weaken, but he still had to be above him. In a head-on confrontation, Su Le could not take any advantage and was shocked by Meng Botao to take three steps back. But Meng Botao couldn't help but shake his body this time. He drew an arc with his left hand, clenched his right fist, and his fist was upward. He hit the black tiger with his heart and ready to go. Before he could use this punch, he heard Su Le say: "Chengrun, Chengrun!" Meng Botao was stunned. At this time, he realized that the limit of the ten moves he had agreed upon had reached.

Meng Botao's face turned pale. He originally thought that he could defeat Su Le within five moves, but he didn't expect that Su Le's palm technique was so exquisite, especially the seven-palm that just now made him only able to resist. This kid had such cultivation at such an age. If he had time, he would be fine? Meng Botao is also a man who can take it and let it go. Although he was unhappy, he would lose if he lost. Of course, he would not turn against the rules he set. He nodded: "Young people are terrifying!" After saying these four words, he turned around and went downstairs.

Su Le looked at Meng Botao's back and shook his head, and took the opportunity to adjust his breathing. In fact, he was exhausted in the duel with Meng Botao. If he had not relied on the exquisiteness of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it would have been impossible to survive ten moves today. According to the situation of the battle just now, Meng Botao's martial arts are definitely not inferior to Minglong.

An extremely surprised expression flashed through Zhao Caimo's beautiful eyes. Su Le's martial arts skills were not as high as she expected. Her original intention was to let Meng Botao test Su Le's martial arts and teach this kid some lessons. He was really a bit arrogant when he was talking to him just now, but Su Le actually fought against Meng Botao head-on and did not lose his advantage from the scene.

Su Le looked at Zhao Caimo with a smile and saw that there was no snowflake stain on her sable fur. When she was fighting with Meng Botao just now, she aroused the snowflakes around her and flew everywhere. However, Zhao Caimo was so close that she did not seem to be affected at all. Although Su Le appeared to be rough, she was actually very observant. From this, it seems that Zhao Caimo should have martial arts skills and may not be inferior to Meng Botao. This discovery made Su Le feel a little vigilant towards Zhao Caimo again. This beautiful little widow is really unpredictable and profound.

The moment Su Le turned around, Zhao Caimo had returned to his calm expression. Her pale face showed a faint smile and said softly: "I didn't expect that you were so powerful in fighting!" She used an extremely amateur word.

Su Le smiled and said, "I have been fighting since kindergarten. Practice makes perfect. Even if it is not a battle of every battle, it is not that easy for anyone to take advantage of me."
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