Wang Sirui was about to explain, but when he saw that Meng Jing's expression didn't change, he could only nodded with a smile.
If he hadn't met his eldest brother, he probably wouldn't have been able to break through to the level of Xiao Linzun even if he trained on the border for three years.
When he thought of this, he felt a little inexplicably sad.
Why, why didn't he meet his big brother earlier?
If he could have met his big brother earlier, would he still have to work so hard to guard the border for three years?
No need at all.
"In that case, Rui'er, do you have any hope of defeating the Xuanyuan family this time?"
When he said this, Meng Jing could see that the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with raging anger.
It seems that the Xuanyuan family in this mouth has a great hatred for Wang Sirui's father.
"Father, I will defeat that little girl!"
Wang Sirui also clenched his fists.
The middle-aged man did not continue to speak. Instead, he showed a pleased expression. With a wave of his hand, he took out a book of exercises from his ring and took it out.
"Rui'er, this is the royal fist of our Wang family."
"You should learn this skill carefully tonight, and tomorrow we will issue a challenge to the Xuanyuan family."
"Get off that bitch."
Wang Sirui also accepted a technique handed over by the middle-aged man, "Yes, father, I can do it."
The middle-aged woman on one side also smiled.
"Rui'er, then you study hard and I'll go make you something to eat first."
"Okay, mother."
The middle-aged woman left.
At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Meng Jing.
"Oh, by the way, Rui'er, who is this?"
He had just been focusing on reminiscing with his son, but he had been ignoring the young man standing next to his son.
This young man's appearance is unremarkable, but he has a feeling that he is extremely extraordinary.
As for why it was not simple, he couldn't tell.
"Well, he is me..."
Wang Sirui scratched his head.
"Hello, uncle, I am Wang Sirui, my younger brother! I come here to join the Wang family."
Meng Jing on the side also hurriedly clasped his fists and spoke without hesitation.
This statement made Wang Sirui's legs feel weak, and he was not worthy of being recognized as his elder brother.
In order to take care of his little brother, he was willing to be his little brother. His little heart couldn't bear it.
But having said that, it’s just right.
He didn't have to look for other excuses. After all, the cultivation level strength that his elder brother showed now was only at the Spirit Emperor level. Compared with himself, it was simply too far behind.
After the middle-aged man heard what Meng Jing said, his peripheral vision stopped focusing on him and turned to look at his son.
"Rui'er, practice hard. If you don't understand anything, just come and ask me."
After saying that, he coughed twice and turned to the door.
Wang Sirui stared blankly at the skill in his hand, and after a long time, he tightened his grip.
Because the drilling was done too hard, there were a few scratches on the surface of this technique.
"Your father is really generous. This technique is not simple."
After Wang Sirui and Meng Jing arrived in the same room, Meng Jing found a place to sit down and spoke calmly.
The technique that the middle-aged man handed to Wang Sirui was at the top level of the Xuan level, almost equal to the Earth level.
Such a powerful technique is indeed good for Wang Sirui.
"Yeah?"
Wang Sirui's eyes turned red when he heard this.
One hand kept stroking the surface of that technique.
Then, he murmured to himself: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely defeat that little girl from the Xuanyuan clan and prove it to you."
Meng Jing rolled his eyes and said, "You must have been divorced by the woman three years ago because of your low strength."
"Then you chose to guard the border, right?"
After saying this, Wang Sirui looked at Meng Jing in surprise, "Brother, how did you know?"
Meng Jing covered his face, how could he know this?
You can tell by looking at the environment of your home. Generally speaking, a large family like this often decides the environment they live in based on strength factors.
He had also observed the middle-aged man's cultivation strength. His cultivation strength was around the peak of the Spirit Emperor.
However, it seems that due to the injuries on his body, he has been unable to break through the realm of cultivation.
If someone is willing to help him at this time, there is no telling that the middle-aged man can fly to the sky in one step, even reaching the peak of Xiao Linzun.
After all, the problems accumulated in this middle-aged man's body, coupled with the energy that has not been refined in the past few years, have become entrenched in various meridians of the body.
He said that what he wanted to solve was the difficult and complicated diseases in his body. Once solved, it would be equivalent to releasing the existence of strength.
But Meng Jing didn't know why the middle-aged man didn't solve his difficult and complicated diseases.
In his opinion, it is not difficult to solve the difficult and complicated diseases he has.
Is it possible...
When he thought of this, Meng Jing glanced at Wang Sirui, who had a relatively simple mind.
Then, he shook his head and showed a wry smile.
Sure enough, parents in the world love each other!
The middle-aged man's abacus was so clear that he had already budgeted for this step.
"Then study quickly!"
"Um!"
Meng Jing did not bother Wang Sirui to learn the content of this exercise, and instead clicked on his space backpack.
Before that, he had used his skills to fuse all the spiritual weapons in his space backpack.
I don’t know what kind of powerful technique can be fused now.
I thought about opening my space backpack.
Then, start operating that skill.
As it continues to operate, that skill raises a barrier in the sea of my soul.
Within the barrier, the only things that could be seen were the existence of two corpses, one was a small golden axe, and the other was the Vulcan Sword.
Only his Dragon Roan Sword was missing.
Logically speaking, even though my Dragon Roar Sword is of good quality, it is still of good quality.
But in the face of these two spiritual weapons that can be called heaven and earth level, how can it be possible to fight back?
If that's the case, then why can't he see the existence of his spiritual weapon?
With a thought, he split his soul and penetrated into the barrier.
Originally, he could still rely on his black flames of nothingness, but unfortunately his black flames of nothingness left to find his own existence.
Thinking of Meng Jing's expression, he felt a little gloomy.
Controlling his consciousness, he slowly walked towards the barrier.
As soon as he stepped in, a sharp sword energy suddenly hit him from behind...
