Chapter 101 The matter is settled

Perhaps Qiao Feng was inspired by this and organized and integrated it, reducing it to Eighteen Palms.

If that was the case, it was not worth it for Murong Ji to write it down. When fighting with Qiao Feng, Murong Ji had a feeling that each palm was a type of martial arts.

The human body has twelve regular meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, a total of twenty meridians, except for the Ren and Du meridians used to circulate the mind.

The remaining eighteen, gathered together at the main entrance and the side entrance, aren’t they the eighteen complete types of martial arts?

All the unpopular and side-line methods were included together; this approach was something Murong Ji had never heard of.

Oh no, there is another person, Dugu Qiubai's Dugu Nine Swords! He is also the best among them.

[He wasn't born yet? ]

Murong Ji came back to his senses and focused his attention on the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Although the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has not yet been fully developed by Qiao Feng, judging from this, how can Qiao Feng be a reckless man? ! !

He exhaled, put down the pen, and looked at Qiao Feng's back in the distance.

[If I have the chance, I will learn from Qiao Feng.]

Wang Yuyan looked at what Murong Ji had written and fell into deep thought. She didn't even notice that Ah Zhu had taken the paper in her hand away.

"Northern Qiao Feng is indeed powerful. If what cousin guessed is true, then he is qualified to establish his own sect."

Wang Yuyan's murmur seemed to remind everyone.

Ah Zhu silently put the paper down, lowered her head, and stood aside obediently.

"Oh my, sir, this Qiao Feng is truly a character." Feng Bo'e's eyes lit up, a master of this level was rare to come across.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Bao Bu Tong say, "He is really amazing, but his current situation is not very good."

Bao Bu Tong stretched his neck to look into the distance. Looking through the crowd, the atmosphere there seemed a bit weird.

Murong Ji sat there and put away the paper. "It's just a clown. Brother Qiao will take care of it."

"Fourth brother, please take people to buy some food. It's noon now, and buy some food to cool down."

Feng Bo'e was startled, glanced at the people of the Murong family around him, and pushed back the purse that Murong Ji handed over, "Sir, I haven't spent all the money you gave me last time. I'll be back soon."

Having said that, he called a few people and walked towards the city.

There are so many people in the Beggars' Sect and so many things to do. After two hours, Qiao Feng still hasn't finished dealing with all the trivial matters.

Murong Ji was not in a hurry. As it was getting close to afternoon, many people arrived. Shan Zheng and Murong Ji looked at each other from a distance and nodded to each other.

He never counted on Shan Zheng. Was this guy really as rumored? An iron-faced judge? Ha!
It is nothing more than sacrificing the interests and justice of a small number of people in order to gain fame.

In his opinion, there is no such thing as an impartial person.

"Hahaha! We want to seek revenge on the Gusu Murong clan, why do you hold back again and again?! Are you in collusion with them?"

"Now that Gusu Murong Ji is right in front of us, let's avenge Elder Ma..."

Without waiting for him to finish his words, Murong Ji slapped Quan Guanqing in the face with his internal force.

It became red and swollen instantly.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Quan Guanqing, what evidence do you have to prove that it was me, the Murong clan, who killed Elder Ma?" Quan Guanqing's eyes were somewhat fierce, and he tried to hide it after a long while. "Elder Ma died under my famous throat-locking and grappling technique."

"In this world, apart from the Gusu Murong clan, who can do the same thing as they do, who else can do it?!"

Murong Ji looked at him with a half-smile, "You don't take Ma Dayuan's fellow disciples seriously at all! What if they are his disciples?! What if they are other elders who are secretly learning?!"

"With just a touch of your lips, you threw dirty water on my Murong family without the slightest evidence. Quan Guanqing, it's not too much for me to kill you, right?!"

Quan Guanqing's face was gloomy and he remained silent. Then, as if he had thought of a solution, he said, "That doesn't clear you, the Murong family, of suspicion! How can you prove that you didn't kill Elder Ma?"

Murong Ji immediately burst into laughter, "Shouldn't you be the one to prove whether we killed him or not?!"

"Shameless thing! I told you that you, Quan Guanqing, secretly learned the throat-locking and grappling techniques. How can you prove that you don't know how to do it?!"

"How can you prove that you, a villain, didn't kill Elder Ma just for Madam Ma's beauty?"

Murong Ji stood up, took a few steps forward, looked at Quan Guanqing with a gloomy face, and then looked at the crowd around him, "If you say that my Murong family is the murderer, then come out and confront me with evidence!"

"Now there are other suspects, you don't even care! Quan Guanqing! Where is the evidence! Without evidence, no one can save you today!"

Quan Guanqing glanced around briefly, his face looking a little grim, then looked at Qiao Feng, as he had just watched the competition between the two.

If Murong Ji is determined to kill him, the only person who can save him is Qiao Feng.

"Haha, you are anxious and want to kill me to silence me! Heroes..."

A cold light flashed in Murong Ji's eyes, and he slapped out with his palm in an instant, and the Palm of Great Compassion arrived almost instantly.

"puff!"

Quan Guanqing flew backwards and fell to the ground with a bang.

Murong Ji shouted in a cold voice: "Bring out the evidence! Witnesses! Physical evidence!" After waiting for a while, Quan Guanqing did not get up and stood there motionless.

Someone immediately came forward to check his injuries, and after confirming that they were minor injuries, the faces of the people around him looked extremely grim.

Now, it is obvious that the Beggars' Sect has no evidence, unless dying at the hands of his own famous skills can be considered evidence.

"I ask again, everyone from the Beggars' Sect, please produce evidence! Before and after Elder Ma's death, he saw important figures from my Murong family in Yingtian Prefecture."

"Have you seen the feud between my Murong family and Elder Ma? Or! Evidence of our collusion with Qiao Feng, letters! Keepsakes! Purpose!"

Murong Ji's eyes were burning as he looked at the members of the Beggars' Sect one by one. Some looked at him, some lowered their brows, and some narrowed their eyes...

Murong Ji rolled up his sleeves and said, "Since you can't produce evidence, I have it."

Murong Ji clasped his fists and bowed to the people around him.

"Heroes all over the world have witnessed this! At the time of the crime, my eldest brother had been dead for more than half a month! Now the coffin is still in the ancestral hall! If you don't believe me, please ask Gusu to perform an autopsy!"

"As for me, I am still in Gusu. All the heroes who went to Gusu to pay their respects have seen me! All the important figures of my Murong family have shown up in Gusu."

"There is no time at all! Who can travel from Gusu to Yingtianfu and back in three days?! May I ask everyone in the Beggars' Sect, how did you determine that my Murong family committed the crime?!"

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji felt completely relieved. After this time, everything would be completely settled.

Isn't this more convenient than inviting those people to Gusu? !

(End of this chapter)