C22 (1/2)
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.