104: Defeat Xiao Feng, the secret competition around Dao Baifeng!

“Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say.”

Xiao Feng's gaze turned cold, and he expanded his body, charging straight at Ning Yuan like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, his fist wind whistling and stirring up layers of water ripples.

Ning Yuan's expression remained unchanged. With a light leap, his body moved like a phantom, spinning in mid-air to dodge the fierce attack.

He then counterattacked with a palm strike, the palm force expanding and retracting, shifting left and right, fast and slow.

Bang!

The two sides clashed again, moving as fast as lightning.

Dozens of moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye.

Terrifying Internal Energy erupted, causing the scattered rocks and trees along the shore to shatter violently.

Those watching were terrified.

“Is this the true strength of Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Murong?”

“As expected of the world-renowned supreme masters!”

Everyone was aghast.

Duan Zhengchun also wore a solemn expression, though a hint of anticipation flickered in his eyes.

“Why hasn't he used the Six Meridian Divine Sword yet?”

“As long as you use the Six Meridian Divine Sword and are severely injured by Xiao Feng, I will expose your true Face today and ruin your reputation.”

Duan Zhengchun thought this to himself, unable to resist glancing at Dao Baifeng nearby. Seeing the worry on her Face, his heart sank, and fury boiled in his chest. “Sure enough, she must have a relationship with Murong Fu, otherwise why would she worry about an outsider?”

Duan Zhengchun secretly clenched his fists.

Similarly, Bai Shijing was also anticipating.

“It would be great if Murong Fu could die by Xiao Feng's hands. Then I would naturally become the Beggar Clan Leader.”

Bai Shijing secretly thought to himself.

At this moment, Xiao Feng roared, striking out with a palm. His Internal Energy surged forth like rushing river water.

A Dragon-shaped True Qi several zhang long, accompanied by a high-pitched Dragon roar, charged straight at Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan spread his arms, and a single move of Star Shift immediately rebounded Xiao Feng's palm strike.

With his current cultivation of nearly two hundred years, any martial arts move in the world was enough for him to rebound.

Even Xiao Feng, or even Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, would find it difficult to break his Star Shift.

Facing his own powerful attack, Xiao Feng immediately turned and dodged. The lake surface behind him instantly exploded with a bang, stirring up waves dozens of zhang high.

Meanwhile, Ning Yuan, utilizing the Lingbo Microstep, instantly appeared behind Xiao Feng, and the Tianshan Six Yang Palm struck out.

Xiao Feng was hit in the back, his body staggered, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Then, he angrily turned around and struck out with a palm.

Divine Dragon Swings its Tail!

Boom!

Their palms struck each other once more.

Although the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms is immensely powerful and grows stronger the longer the fight lasts, it also consumes a vast amount of energy. After such a long battle, even with Xiao Feng's cultivation, he felt a trace of exhaustion.

But Ning Yuan, relying on the Bei Ming Divine Skill, had far deeper cultivation than Xiao Feng.

At this moment, Ning Yuan flipped his hand, grabbed Xiao Feng's wrist, and activated the Bei Ming Divine Skill.

Xiao Feng felt his True Qi being extracted from his body again.

He wanted to use his skill to shake Ning Yuan off, but his cultivation was severely depleted, and after several attempts, he still couldn't force Ning Yuan back.

“What kind of evil skill is this?”

“I heard that Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu Sect possesses an evil skill called Dissolving Skill. You captured him back then; did you perhaps master this evil skill?”

Xiao Feng asked in surprise and suspicion.

“How dare a mere Dissolving Skill compare to my Divine Skill?”

Ning Yuan sneered, dismissing the comparison.

At the same time, he increased the intensity of the power absorption.

“What an eerie martial art. Murong Fu, you are indeed unfathomable. I knew you were extraordinary the first time I saw you, and now it seems I wasn't wrong.”

Xiao Feng's Face was solemn, and his complexion gradually turned pale.

In just a short moment, he had already lost ten percent of his cultivation.

“What's going on?”

“Why isn't Xiao Feng moving?”

“It looks like Xiao Feng has been subdued.”

Seeing Xiao Feng's abnormality, the surrounding people immediately started discussing various possibilities.

Bai Shijing's eyes widened. “How is this possible? Could it be that even Qiao Feng is not his opponent?”

Duan Zhengchun's expression also changed slightly, looking subtly displeased.

Duan Yu was even more anxious and couldn't help but shout, “Brother Murong, please show mercy!”

Meanwhile, Xiao Yuanshan, who was watching in secret, finally could not bear it any longer.

His figure instantly appeared behind Ning Yuan, raising a palm to strike Ning Yuan's back.

Roar!

Ning Yuan countered with a palm strike, accompanied by a Dragon roar, forcefully blocking Xiao Yuanshan's sneak attack. However, Xiao Yuanshan's goal was not to fight him; he flashed beside Xiao Feng, pulled Xiao Feng up, and vanished.

“Trying to leave? It won't be that easy.”

Ning Yuan snorted coldly, pushing his palms flatly. Immediately, a brilliant golden True Dragon nearly ten zhang long soared into the sky, then flicked its tail and swooped down.

Xiao Yuanshan looked back and saw this scene, his eyes instantly widening. He shouted loudly and used all his cultivation to block it.

Boom!

Following a huge roar, a large pit appeared a hundred zhang away, but Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng had already disappeared.

Inside the pit, only a pool of bright red blood and a few blood-stained cloth fragments remained.

“Xiao Feng lost!”

After a long time, someone suddenly muttered to himself.

The crowd, who had been in shock, finally came back to their senses.

Their gazes toward Ning Yuan were filled with reverence.

Everyone had witnessed Xiao Feng's strength, and many had personally experienced his terrifying pressure.

Now that a supreme master like Xiao Feng had been defeated, one could imagine how powerful Murong Fu's cultivation was.

“Divine Might of the Chief!”

After an unknown amount of time, a Beggar Clan Disciple suddenly raised the wooden staff in his hand and shouted loudly.

After the other Beggar Clan Disciples reacted, they immediately cheered loudly.

Many Martial Forest figures nearby couldn't help but shout as well.

“Thank you, brothers. However, Brother Xiao traveled A Thousand Miles a Day to get here, and my victory was not fair; it counts for nothing.”

Ning Yuan smiled, cupped his hands, and appeared humble.

“Chief Murong is truly virtuous and highly respected. Even after defeating Xiao Feng, he remains so humble. He is truly a model for us all.”

“That's right, such humility and approachability are truly rare.”

The surrounding people whispered amongst themselves.

Ning Yuan then said: “I hope all you Jianghu colleagues and brothers of the Beggar Clan can forgive me. I also sustained internal injuries in the previous battle and need immediate treatment, so I cannot host you all. Vice Chief Bai.”

Ning Yuan immediately called out.

Bai Shijing quickly snapped back to attention, walked over quickly, cupped his fists, and asked, “This subordinate is here.”

“I need to heal my wounds. I leave it to you to host our Martial Forest colleagues and the brothers of the Beggar Clan.”

“Chief, please rest assured. This subordinate will certainly host everyone well.”

Bai Shijing immediately lowered his head, his Face full of respect.

“My apologies, my apologies!”

Ning Yuan cupped his fists in all directions.

Everyone quickly responded, “Chief Murong, you exaggerate. Healing is important.”

“That's right, Xiao Feng is originally one of the foremost masters in the world. Since Chief Murong was able to defeat Xiao Feng, it's impossible for him to be unscathed. Healing is paramount.”

The surrounding people all looked understanding.

Murong Bo, who had secretly witnessed Murong Fu not only avoid defeat but actually triumph over Xiao Feng, was greatly astonished.

“Has Fu'er become this formidable now?”

“Is this really my son?”

Murong Bo's gaze was complicated. After all, he knew his own son; although Murong Fu's talent was decent, it couldn't possibly reach this level.

Moreover... “What martial art did he use at the end? Why have I never seen it before?”

Murong Bo was full of doubts and wanted to stay and investigate, but he quickly felt his whole body become numb, his old injuries flaring up, forcing him to retreat.

Because he had studied Shaolin ultimate skills for many years, his martial arts grew more numerous and stronger the more he practiced, but this also led to a problem: Qi Deviation.

He didn't know what went wrong, making him fundamentally unable to use his martial arts with full power... On the other side, the injured Xiao Feng stood still.

He cupped his fists and said, “Xiao Feng thanks Your Excellency for saving him. However, this is a private grudge between him and me; life and death are decided by heaven. I will repay the kindness of saving me when I have the Opportunity in the future. May I know Your Excellency's name?”

“You are not his match. Continuing to fight him would only be throwing away your life. What difference does knowing my name make? Can a dead person repay a kindness?”

Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly.

He, too, clutched his chest, frowning deeply, thinking: “Murong Fu's martial arts are actually this shocking. It seems even I might not be his opponent.”

Xiao Feng's expression changed slightly, but he was speechless.

“Let's go. This matter requires careful planning.”

Xiao Yuanshan suppressed his internal injuries, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke indifferently.

But Xiao Feng was no fool, and he immediately asked, “I still don't know Senior's name or true appearance. How can Xiao Feng repay you?”

“If you want to know who I am, follow me, and you will naturally find out.”

Xiao Yuanshan chuckled softly. Watching Xiao Yuanshan's departing figure, Xiao Feng frowned deeply, but ultimately chased after him... [Current World: demi-gods and semi-devils]

[Departure Countdown: 2 days]

[Luck: 1200]

[Current Identity: Murong Fu]

[Current Talent: A Thousand Miles a Day (Inactive)]

[Cultivation: Top-tier]

[Martial Arts: Bei Ming Divine Skill, Xiao Wu Xiang Skill, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Microstep, Star Shift, Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Tianshan Plum Hand, Life and Death Talisman, Canhe Finger, Dog Beating Staff Technique, Sound Transmission into Secrecy...]

“Previously, I revealed my identity to Gan Baobao and had several encounters with Qin Hongmian, and the two of them provided me with 50 Luck points. Now it has suddenly soared by 150 points. It seems this is because I defeated Xiao Feng and seized the Luck and fame that belonged to him.”

“However, this is normal. When I seized the Opportunities of Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, I gained hundreds of Luck points. It makes no sense that obtaining the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms and the position of Beggar Clan Leader would only grant a little over a hundred points. Gaining another 150 points now seems normal.”

Ning Yuan thought this to himself, then left the room to meet the crowd outside... Inside Yanz 塢.

Duan Zhengchun forced out a slightly stiff smile. “Young Master Murong truly possesses unrivaled martial arts. Now, even Qiao Feng is not your match. It seems that in this vast world, it will be hard to find anyone who can be your enemy?”

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, a hint of dread flashed in his eyes.

He felt even more nervous internally.

Because with the opponent possessing such martial arts, even if they had concrete evidence proving he had stolen the Six Meridian Divine Sword, what could they do?

Could they possibly recover it from him?

They could only swallow this silent loss and pretend not to know.

Otherwise, the Dali Duan Family and Tianlong Temple would be in danger.

By pretending not to know, they might still be able to maintain stability through Duan Yu's relationship with the opponent.

But the thought that several of his women were now the opponent's women... Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but glance at Dao Baifeng, noticing that her gaze occasionally fell faintly on Murong Fu, causing him bloody internal pain.

“Uncle Duan, you exaggerate. Heroes emerge continuously in this world, and countless masters are hidden away. How dare I claim to be invincible?”

Ning Yuan, who had just walked out of the room, looked humble.

At this time, Duan Yu couldn't help but say, “Big Brother Murong, Big Brother Xiao was just momentarily agitated. How can the grudges of the fathers be passed down to the sons? If this continues, when will the cycle of revenge ever end? I hope Big Brother Murong, if you meet Big Brother Xiao again, you will definitely show mercy. I am willing to mediate between the two of you.”

“Yuer, this is not something you should interfere with. Xiao Feng and Young Master Murong are both extremely famous figures of this era. Their grievances are not something outsiders can clearly explain.”

Duan Zhengchun immediately reprimanded him with a serious Face.

What he hoped for most now was for Xiao Feng and Murong Fu to both suffer heavy losses. How could he let Duan Yu ruin that?

“Second Brother, don't worry. Even if I don't look at the monk's Face, I must look at yours. The next time I meet him, even if we fight, I will definitely leave him a chance to live. Furthermore, you don't need to worry about Xiao Feng's safety. The black-clothed man who appeared at the end is also a top master of this era.”

Ning Yuan reassured him with a calm expression.

“I wonder who that black-clothed man is, and whether he will harm Big Brother Xiao.”

Duan Yu said with a worried look.

“Since he took such a great risk to rescue him from my hands, he naturally won't harm him. Second Brother, rest assured. The power behind Xiao Feng is far greater than you imagine.”

Ning Yuan patted Duan Yu's shoulder to comfort him.

“Yes, Yuer, don't worry. I came to Jiangnan this time specifically to find you and your mother. Now that you've returned, let's set off back to Dali tomorrow.”

Duan Zhengchun immediately interjected, then looked at Dao Baifeng. “Wife, wouldn't you agree?”

“Ah?”

Dao Baifeng suddenly snapped back to attention. Meeting Duan Zhengchun's gaze, she immediately forced a slightly stiff smile and said to Duan Yu, “Your Royal Father is right. As the Hereditary Prince of Dali, you bear a heavy responsibility, and it is time for you to return.”

“Alas.”

Duan Yu sighed softly, then cupped his fists toward Ning Yuan and said, “Then I can only leave this matter to Big Brother.”

“Second Brother, just go back with peace of mind.”

Ning Yuan nodded, then added, “Tonight, I have prepared farewell wine for you here at Yanz 塢. Everyone should rest here today, allowing me to fulfill my duty as a host.”

Duan Zhengchun wanted to refuse, but Duan Yu had already spoken. “Thank you, Big Brother. We haven't seen each other in many days. Tonight, Big Brother and I won't stop until we're drunk.”

“Good, Second Brother is truly straightforward.”

Ning Yuan smiled, greatly satisfied.

Only Duan Zhengchun felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, yet he couldn't pinpoint why.

He could only say, “In that case, we will have to trouble Young Master Murong again.”

“My Second Brother and I consider ourselves sworn brothers. His mother is my mother, and his father is my father. Uncle, coming to Yanz 塢 is like coming home. How can it be a bother? Wouldn't you agree, Aunt?”

Ning Yuan smiled and looked at Dao Baifeng.

Dao Baifeng was stunned, revealing a hint of awkwardness. Then, seeing Duan Zhengchun also staring at her, she could only force a smile. “Thank you, Worthy Nephew Murong.”

Duan Zhengchun coldly snorted inwardly, secretly clenching his fists, but outwardly forced a smile. “Then, whenever Young Master Murong visits Dali again, I will certainly have my wife host Young Master Murong properly. What do you think, Wife?”

Duan Zhengchun also looked at Dao Baifeng.

Being stared at by both men, even Dao Baifeng's composure felt nervous at this moment.

Fortunately, Duan Yu knew nothing and spoke up in time. “Of course. When Big Brother arrives in Dali, I will personally ensure he is well hosted.”

An invisible smoke of battle thus dissipated.

This, however, made Dao Baifeng feel increasingly uneasy and apprehensive.

She knew that Duan Zhengchun must have learned something to adopt such an attitude.

But unfortunately, she couldn't explain.

Even if she was wrong, she could only continue making the mistake.

“Fortunately, he didn't let Yuer know. As long as Yuer doesn't know, and as long as Yuer's position remains stable, I will bear all the blame myself.”

Dao Baifeng thought silently.

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