150: Chapter 30 Weighing Me?

"Enough!"

Seeing Meng Li point out that the events of eighteen years ago were his doing, Wanyan Honglie hurriedly spoke up to interrupt him.

Then, he said to Meng Li, "Young hero, words require evidence. If you slander this Prince without proof, then even if your methods are remarkable, do not blame this Prince for being impolite!"

In the original story, the exposure of Wanyan Honglie as the mastermind was a self-confession.

At that time, he had learned of the situation from Bao Xiruo and guessed that Yang Tiexin wasn't dead. However, feeling that the overall situation was settled, he spoke the whole truth out of a desire to show off, to mentally crush Yang Tiexin, and to drive a wedge between Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin.

He didn't expect to lose control of the situation, ultimately becoming the loser in that emotional gamble.

The current situation was different; Yang Kang and Bao Xiruo were still in the dark.

Even if they were to leave, they would surely still remember his kindness and grace in their hearts.

This would greatly increase his chances of winning in the emotional gamble.

But if the events of that year were exposed, a layer of hatred would be added. At best, the kindness and enmity would cancel each other out; at worst, he would be hated by the two of them in return.

Then he would have no chance of winning.

Therefore, even though he knew Meng Li was not to be trifled with, Wanyan Honglie had to interrupt his words.

Hearing this, Meng Li's expression remained unchanged. "I'm slandering you? Then do you have the guts to look into my eyes and tell me the original reason you went to Niu Family Village?"

Everyone present immediately looked toward Wanyan Honglie.

Wanyan Honglie thought Meng Li wanted to play psychological warfare with him and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He had been on the battlefield and could kill without blinking, let alone look into someone's eyes.

Thus, Wanyan Honglie said confidently, "This Prince has a clear conscience, why would I not dare?"

After saying that, he stared into Meng Li's eyes, and then...

Meng Li: "What was your original purpose for going to Niu Family Village?"

Wanyan Honglie: "To hunt down Qiu Chuji and recover the head of Wang Daoqian."

Meng Li: "And the result?"

Wanyan Honglie: "Qiu Chuji's Martial Arts were too high; I was no match for him. I escaped with my life and was unexpectedly saved by Xiruo."

Yang Tiexin was suddenly stunned.

Because Bao Xiruo had never told him that she had saved Wanyan Honglie.

Meng Li: "And after that?"

Wanyan Honglie: "During the time Xiruo took care of me, I fell for her and secretly vowed that I would definitely take her away from that kennel. I will always love her, be grateful to her, and give her wealth and honor, allowing her to have all the happiness any woman in the world can obtain."

Meng Li: "Then what did you do later?"

Wanyan Honglie: "I..."

"My Prince!"

Ouyang Ke suddenly spoke up to interrupt.

This was because he saw that Wanyan Honglie's state was not right and wanted to warn him.

He knew what had happened back then.

If it were exposed, the situation would be very unfavorable.

However, his words did not work.

Wanyan Honglie only paused for a moment before continuing, "After my injuries healed, I returned to the Jin Kingdom and used the Opportunity of a meeting with the Song Dynasty to set a trap..."

Seeing this, Ouyang Ke was inwardly alarmed and directly reached out to shake Wanyan Honglie, making him look away from Meng Li's eyes.

Only then did Wanyan Honglie break free from the state of mind control.

Immediately, he remembered the scene just now and was filled with both shock and fear. "You actually dare to use a Demonic Technique on this Prince!?"

"It's hardly a Demonic Technique, just using a few means to make you tell the truth," Meng Li replied casually, then looked toward Ouyang Ke. "I hate being interfered with when I'm handling business. Since you've ruined my plans, you must pay the price."

Ouyang Ke's eyelids twitched, but on the surface, he didn't show any fear. "That's perfect. I also want to measure how much weight Your Excellency carries."

"Measure me?" Meng Li chuckled, and then his expression turned cold. "You are not qualified!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell silent.

After yesterday's exchange, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ouyang Ke, the successor of the Western Venom, did not have a hollow reputation. Master Lingzhi, Peng Lianhu, and the others understood even more clearly that they were not Ouyang Ke's match.

Yet Meng Li said Ouyang Ke was not qualified to measure him.

This was a blatant disregard for Ouyang Ke.

Although Meng Li was suspected to be a Northern Beggar Disciple and had the record of knocking down Old Man Liang with one palm yesterday, the factor of the Sleeping Poison Mist had been present then. Therefore, they felt that while Meng Li's Martial Arts were certainly not bad, they wouldn't be much higher than theirs or Ouyang Ke's.

After all, his age was right there.

Thus, Meng Li's words seemed somewhat arrogant to them.

Ouyang Ke, being the one involved, his face darkened. Since he had stepped into the Central Plains, this was the first time he had been so slighted.

His several female Disciples were even prepared to attack together to teach Meng Li a lesson.

But Meng Li's next words stunned everyone.

"It would be more like it if you let your father, Ouyang Feng, come!"

His father... Ouyang Feng?

Everyone present was stunned.

Wasn't Ouyang Feng Ouyang Ke's uncle?

How did he become the father? Could it be...

Thinking of a certain possibility, their breath hitched, and they all looked at Ouyang Ke with strange expressions.

They had just stumbled upon some earth-shattering gossip!

Ouyang Ke noticed the gazes of the people around him; his expression changed slightly, and he was filled with doubt and alarm.

Regarding his own background, he had already had suspicions, but they were merely suspicions; he had not yet received confirmation from his mother or Ouyang Feng.

How did the person in front of him know?

In the next second, Ouyang Ke flatly denied it, "Nonsense! Ouyang Feng is my uncle!"

Regardless of how Meng Li knew, now was not the time to admit it.

Then, he added, "Let my uncle measure you? I want to see if you have the qualifications."

After speaking, Ouyang Ke folded his fan and leaped forward, attacking Meng Li's face with a Move called the Spirit Snake Flicking Tongue.

Seeing this, Guo Jing and Mu Nianci instinctively wanted to step in to help, but they were stopped by Huang Rong, who pulled them back to clear the area.

Then, she said, "Elder Brother Meng's Martial Arts are not below Ouyang Ke's; he will be fine."

Indeed, facing Ouyang Ke's Moves, Meng Li raised his hand and blocked them, then casually performed the hand-to-hand combat Moves he had learned to trade blows with him.

Heart Shattering Palm, Raging Dragon Palm, Raging Lion Iron Palm, Great Subduing Demon Fist, Seven Wounds Fist...

Various techniques were brought forth with ease, combined at will.

Ouyang Ke, who was fighting him, became more and more confused as the battle progressed.

Because Meng Li's kung fu was clearly one Move from here and one Move from there; it looked disorganized, yet gave him a feeling of being perfectly natural.

Most importantly, he had never seen these Martial Arts styles before.

Where did this person come from?

Huang Rong, Master Lingzhi, Peng Lianhu, and the others were equally surprised and suspicious.

Huang Rong was the most surprised.

She had the ability of photographic memory, and her father, Medicine Master Huang, was broad-minded and knowledgeable. If anyone here claimed to have seen or learned the most Martial Arts, she considered herself number one.

But even with her knowledge, she still couldn't recognize Meng Li's Martial Arts style.

For a moment, Huang Rong couldn't help but secretly ask Guo Jing, "Which sect does this Elder Brother Meng of yours come from? In just a few rounds, he has used several kinds of Martial Arts, each of which looks like a top-tier choice, yet he uses them with ease, clearly having reached the Transcendent level. And despite all I've seen, I haven't recognized a single one; it's truly strange."

Hearing this, Yang Kang's eyes flickered as he stared intently at Meng Li, while quietly pricking up his ears.

Guo Jing replied, "I don't know either; Elder Brother Meng has never mentioned his master's sect."

Then, he asked, "Ronger, can Elder Brother Meng win against this Ouyang Ke?"

At this moment, he had not yet encountered his Opportunity, and his Martial Arts and knowledge were inferior to Huang Rong's. Watching the scene, he only felt that Meng Li and Ouyang Ke were fighting back and forth, and he couldn't determine the winner.

Huang Rong replied while watching, "I can't tell for now, but the result will be clear soon."

"Why?"

"They are about to use their ultimate Moves."

Just as Huang Rong finished speaking, the situation on the field changed...