Chapter 27: The Showdown Before the Peak

Murong Fu's expression froze, he said nothing, opened his folding fan, and was confident of victory.

Murong Ji said, "Brother Qiao, we have met before, in March of the sixth year of Yuanfeng, at that roadside tea stand."

Qiao Feng suddenly thought of something, and his pupils shrank slightly. Indeed, he did not have time to commit evil deeds. Then he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's going on between you two?"

Murong Ji smiled bitterly: "It was a family dispute, he was afraid that I would compete with him for the family property, so... in order to survive, I went out to become a disciple, and as soon as I came down the mountain, he pestered me..."

At this point, Murong Ji continued, "Brother Qiao, you can go and check my whereabouts."

Qiao Feng nodded and directly ordered the people beside him to check.

Then he said to Murong Fu: "Master Murong, in March of the sixth year of Yuanfeng, I did meet this young Master Murong. I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding?"

Murong Fu chuckled, "If that's the case, then I'll take him back for a thorough investigation and I'll definitely not slander him."

Qiao Feng's face darkened as well. By now, he had probably already made up his mind about what was going on. "Although this is Murong's family affair, I shouldn't interfere. But right now... I'm afraid I can't do that."

"If he is really a bad guy, I will personally escort him back to the Murong family. Please forgive me, Master Murong."

Murong Fu's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "It is not the turn of outsiders to meddle in the affairs of my Murong family! Get out of here!"

Murong Fu suddenly jumped up and grabbed towards Murong Ji.

"Ouch!"

Qiao Feng's face turned grim. He had also heard of Nan Murong. His reputation was truly legendary. He struck out with a fierce palm, using 80% of his strength.

Murong Fu, who was already flying in the air, was not afraid at all. He immediately struck back with his palm force.

Qiao Feng gathered strength in his left hand and followed up with a palm strike.

"Ouch!"

"boom!"

The two of them blasted each other! They directly created a sonic boom.

It was like a wall of air, blowing all the Beggars' Gang members around back several steps.

Murong Ji stood next to the horse, the closest to him, and the air force made it difficult for him to open his eyes. The horse beside him could not withstand the force and subconsciously took a step back.

Murong Ji acted quickly and grabbed the horse's reins to steady it.

Qiao Feng glanced down with gratitude in his heart. He had forgotten that the horse under his crotch could not bear his strength. If Murong Ji had not protected it with his internal force, the horse would have been shocked to death.

He raised his head with a solemn expression. Nan Murong's reputation was well-deserved, but in terms of internal strength, he was not much behind him.

Murong Ji knew clearly in his heart that both of them had not yet reached their peak.

Murong Fu was not yet fully focused on restoring his country, and his main energy was still on practicing martial arts, while Qiao Feng definitely did not use his full strength.

He remembered that Shi Leyuan said that the age between twenty and thirty is a critical juncture for the human body.

At the age of 25, the body is fully grown, and the internal strength will also improve greatly. Everything that rises must decline! At this time, whether you will continue to make progress or stagnate depends entirely on the next ten years.

Murong Ji turned and looked at Murong Fu. Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were the most vivid examples.

At this critical juncture, Murong Fu was distracted, but Qiao Feng's strength was approaching that of Murong Bo.

Murong Fu stopped flying in the air, but he had nowhere to gain leverage. After falling to the ground, he suddenly stood up again, and the folding fan in his hand shot out. Like a sharp sword, it pierced Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng slapped out with his palm, and the powerful palm force suddenly stopped the fan-shaped sword.

Not only that, Murong Ji saw clearly and understood the power of the sword-controlling technique, which is that it is impossible to fix and restrict the direction and speed of the sword!

But Qiao Feng did it!
Relying on his powerful inner strength and delicate palm control, he directly restrained the sword-wielding technique.

He raised his head slightly and saw sweat oozing from Qiao Feng's forehead, then looked at Murong Fu, and it was still the same. The two were four years apart in age, both in their twenties.

There is not much difference between them in terms of skills and combat power at this time.

However, the dragon roar sounded by Qiao Feng's palm power was not a real dragon roar, but the sound of the air breaking through the air brought about by his internal force.

Murong Ji swallowed his saliva. When would he be able to reach this level? !

"Young Master! Young Master!" A figure flew by in the distance. With great martial arts skills, he arrived in just a few breaths.

Deng Baichuan!
Deng Baichuan walked behind Murong Fu and whispered something. Murong Fu suddenly took back the folding fan, held it in his hand, fanned it gently, glanced at Murong Ji, snorted coldly, and left.

Murong Ji let out a long sigh. Murong Fu was still very powerful. If he could concentrate on practicing, he might not be worse than Qiao Feng.

It’s a pity that now he is fully devoted to the cause of restoring his country.

"Thank you, Brother Qiao, for your help."

Qiao Feng smiled and said, "It's just a piece of cake." Then he grabbed Murong Ji's shoulder and said with great seriousness in his eyes, "It's just that I have offended you before the matter has been investigated."

Murong Ji's shoulder was so painful from being grabbed, but he still clasped his fists and said, "Sorry for bothering you."

Qiao Feng found a horse for Murong Ji and followed them. Murong Ji followed them for a long time but could not find out where they were going.

Without asking too many questions, these days, he practiced martial arts and read during his rest time, and he did not neglect his studies at all.

Murong Ji looked through the family sword manual and thought carefully about when he made up his mind to practice sword.
When I was reading this family sword technique, I saw a move, the sword-controlling move. It was probably at that time that I wanted to practice swordsmanship.

But what he remembered most vividly was that when Zhang Boduan was flipping through the sword manual, he suddenly sat up with an extremely serious and delighted expression.

During those days, the master had been studying this sword technique. He had no idea what Zhang Boduan saw, but he thought it was the sword-controlling technique.

After that, I no longer forced myself to practice sword.

Now think about it, for a master like him, all sword techniques can be mastered easily? As for the Little Wuxiang Gong, it was just a random modification, and he didn't know how powerful it was compared to the original.

But there shouldn't be any sword technique that can stump him.

He exhaled slowly and began to practice sword. The swordsmanship of the Dali Duan family, based on the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, was absolutely flawless.

However, I just can’t imitate the sword-wielding style!

Feeling somewhat helpless, he put away his sword and began to practice the Great Compassion Palm.

Qiao Feng sat by the fire, watching Murong Ji practicing, and when he finished, he asked with a smile, "Young Master Murong, is this a Buddhist technique?"

Murong Ji slowly exhaled, "Yes, the Great Compassion Palm of Chengtian Temple."

"Haha, I see that your internal energy is also complicated. Although your internal energy is strong, but... aren't you afraid of internal energy conflicts? Going astray?"

Murong Ji took the roasted food from Qiao Feng with a smile and said, "I have asked my master about this as well. My master said that the meridians in the human body are three sets of circulations that can operate independently. If the three are arranged in parallel and run according to the three elements of heaven, earth and man, they can promote each other and not hinder each other."

(End of this chapter)