83: You're so bad!

Jiang Shuwan's face was full of worry; as a Golden Core expert, she could at least help her husband block some attacks if she went out.

"I'll go accompany..."

Before Jiang Shuwan could finish her sentence,

Luo Meng's arrogant laughter rang out from outside the courtyard.

"Hahaha, Feng Ming, go to hell!"

Luo Meng stood atop the wall, raising his blade and striking down.

A blood-red Blade Radiance instantly sliced through the torrential rain, heading straight for Feng Ming's face.

"This Blade Radiance is so strong."

Feng Ming was shocked; so far, this was the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered.

Even as he thought this, his hand had already released over a dozen sword lights in quick succession.

But what happened next shocked Feng Ming even more.

Before the dozen or so Sword Beams he fired could even get close to the blood-red Blade Radiance, they were directly repelled and sent flying back.

Some were even shattered instantly.

Clearly, the power of the blood-red Blade Radiance far exceeded the power of the Sword Beams Feng Ming had unleashed.

Everyone inside the room was equally shocked upon seeing this.

"This Luo Meng truly is a powerhouse capable of repelling a seventh-level Golden Core expert; a single strike possesses such might."

Lu Qianqian lamented.

Jiang Shuwan and Lu An'an were filled with worry.

"What should husband do? I'll go..."

Lu Qianqian grabbed her.

"Wait and see for now. If it really doesn't work out, I'll go with you."

"And me."

Feng Mian also stepped forward and spoke.

The others nodded, wanting to see if Feng Ming had any other ways to respond.

Feng Ming's sword Dao was indeed very strong, but he was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage after all. Dealing with an expert so much stronger than him...

...was naturally very difficult.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

The moment the Sword Beams were overturned, the blood-red Blade Radiance struck Feng Ming.

Everyone froze at this sight.

Jiang Shuwan, Lu An'an, and the other women cried out in alarm.

"Husband!"

"Young Master Feng!"

"Brother-in-law!"

The red Blade Radiance struck Feng Ming's body.

There was no other way; his Sword Finger hadn't blocked the opponent's attack, so it naturally had to land on him.

"Boom!"

As the Blade Radiance struck, everyone's hearts trembled.

That was Luo Meng's full-strength strike, with an explosive power comparable to the seventh level of the Heavenly Mansion Realm!

With such power, even experts of the same level would have to choose to retreat.

Not to mention Feng Ming was only at the Peak Foundation Establishment Stage.

The gap in strength was too vast; with this strike, it was feared that... Lu Qianqian held onto Jiang Shuwan tightly, preventing her from rushing out.

By now, Jiang Shuwan was already in tears, while Feng Muqing and Feng Muyang stood stunned on the spot.

Even Feng Xiaotian felt a sense of helplessness.

The red Blade Radiance quickly dissipated.

Feng Ming appeared before everyone once again.

Seeing him completely unharmed, everyone was dumbfounded.

Lu Qianqian exclaimed.

"Brother-in-law is fine! Great, Brother-in-law is fine!"

Jiang Shuwan and Lu An'an also saw that Feng Ming was still standing there.

However, the clothes on his upper body were gone, and even his hair had come loose.

But it was strange.

There wasn't a single trace of blood on Feng Ming's body; he looked as if he hadn't been injured at all.

"A-Ming's strength is a bit Heaven-Defying, isn't it!"

Seeing this, Feng Mian couldn't help but swallow hard.

At the same time, he felt a bit of lingering fear.

The other party truly treated him as a brother; otherwise, with his strength, would he have any way to survive if he tried to steal his wife?

It was lucky they were brothers, otherwise the grass on his grave would already be tall.

Seeing that Feng Ming seemed uninjured, Jiang Shuwan and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qianqian's focus, however, was always different.

"Holy crap! Brother-in-law's Physique is simply incredible!"

Hearing this, everyone noticed that the clothes on Feng Ming's upper body had exploded, leaving his Physique completely exposed.

Feng Ming's skin was fair, but it didn't detract from his muscle definition at all.

His sturdy, well-defined muscles made it hard to look away.

In fact, this was thanks to the chaos tree Feng Ming had obtained; it could enhance his Physique based on the number and depth of the Daos he cultivated.

His current Physique was the best manifestation of his enhanced Physique.

After looking, Lu Qianqian felt a bit embarrassed, covering her eyes and shouting, "See no evil!"

The tear stains on Jiang Shuwan's face hadn't dried yet, but seeing this action, she instantly broke into a smile through her tears.

Lu An'an said crossly,

"You've already looked, and you've even touched him before. You're saying this now?"

Lu Qianqian chuckled and said,

"Then I must thank Big Sister for being so generous and willing to share Brother-in-law's Physique for me to enjoy."

"I won't be formal then; I'll take a good look first."

After Lu Qianqian spoke, she spread her fingers slightly, just enough to see through the gaps.

Her other hand wiped the corner of her mouth—it was hard to tell if it was rain or drool.

Feng Mian looked at Feng Ming's Physique, then at his own big belly full of fat.

He looked depressed.

"We're both cultivating, so why is the difference so huge? Is he cultivating the Dao while I'm cultivating fat?"

"No wonder I can't find a wife, while Old Second is so capable and found several. It turns out I just can't compare in any aspect."

At this moment, Feng Ming was unaware of the others' private thoughts.

He was shocked to find that after taking that strike head-on, not only was he fine, but the Way of the Blade within him had even improved.

Feng Ming felt that his understanding of the Way of the Blade had unknowingly advanced significantly.

Speaking of which, he had to thank Huangfu Jing for being able to comprehend the Way of the Blade.

But Huangfu Jing's strength was only at the first level of the Golden Core after all, a huge difference compared to Luo Meng's.

Even though the Round Moon Curved Saber was an earth grade Cultivation Technique, it could only help him quickly comprehend the Way of the Blade, not continue to improve it.

Fighting with Luo Meng today had allowed his Way of the Blade to progress.

Feng Ming was very excited about this.

After all, with the chaos tree present, his body was constantly becoming stronger.

Although Luo Meng's blood-red Blade Radiance made him a bit uncomfortable, he could still withstand it.

Withstanding it meant that this was no longer a battle!

This was cultivation; this was comprehending the Dao!

Getting struck by lightning was comprehending the Dao, and getting slashed by someone could also be comprehending the Dao.

Feng Ming was extremely excited and looked forward to Luo Meng's second strike immensely.

"Brother Luo, is this all your Blade Technique has? Hurry up with your second strike."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle like a woman."

Feng Ming urged.

Luo Meng was instantly stunned.

He knew very well how strong he was.

Feng Ming had taken a direct hit and acted as if nothing had happened, without even a trace of blood.

This was simply unbelievable.

Among cultivators, except for those who specialized in Body Refining, no one could be this tough.

Before he could finish being shocked, the other party actually began to urge him.

This was a blatant insult.

A warrior can be killed but not insulted.

"You've gone too far! Kid, I don't know how you withstood my first strike, but my Three Slashes of the Blood Blade get more violent with each hit. If you have the ability, then withstand them all!"

Hearing this, Feng Ming looked disappointed.

"You're way too weak. This kind of Move only has three forms? That's not nearly enough."