Chapter Twenty: The Twins Meet

  "You trash with the surname Meng, I want to teach you a lesson, why bother using someone else's hands?"

  Xiao Yufei took a step forward, just in time to intercept between Meng Xuan and the tall thin man, opening his mouth coldly.

  Although in his opinion, the yellow-clothed man's strength was actually average, Meng Xuan was able to send him flying with a single palm strike without making a sound, which was somewhat beyond his expectations.

  With just this one move, he knew that his friends' strength was far inferior to Meng Xuan's. Even if they fought, it would be a futile effort.

  "Who made you a loudmouth, always farting but never willing to take action?"

  Meng Xuan was not polite at all, and it wasn't reasonable for the other party to scold him as a waste, so he couldn't ask about his mother?

  "I'm going to kill you..."

  Xiao Yufei could no longer hold back, let out a loud roar, took a step forward and struck, his fists flying like dragons.

  "Quickly come and see, Xiao Ye and Meng Ye are fighting..."

  "Hey, one is an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect and the other is a discarded disciple of the Immortal Sect. What's there to see? Will it be suspenseful?"

  "It's not necessarily so, Master Meng is highly valued by Grandmaster Cold, he must have some extraordinary abilities..."

  The whole street was in an uproar.

  Seven days ago when the two returned to Siling City, people would always compare them together. Xiao Yufei was naturally a representative of excellence, while Meng Xuan became an example of failure.

  Originally, no one had ever doubted who was stronger or weaker between the two of them. Later on, Meng Xuan got Cold Master's recognition and forced Jiang family's young master to death, suddenly gaining fame and subtly surpassing Xiao Yuefei. However, later on, rumors spread in Siling City that Xiao family's young master kept posting notices challenging Meng family's young master to a duel, intentionally trying to compare their skills. But Meng Xuan avoided him all along, so Xiao Yuefei's reputation surpassed Meng Xuan again.

  Apart from the two parties involved, how many people in Sichuan are secretly concerned about this battle?

  Some people even say that this battle is equivalent to deciding who will be the number one young master of Four Symbols City.

  Xiao Yufei went all out with his first move, and the punch stirred up the air, producing a sound similar to a sonic boom.

  This is what he deliberately wants to knock Meng Xuan down with one punch, and only in this way can the gap between him and Meng Xuan be revealed.

  Meng Xuan saw this punch, but just smiled coldly and stepped forward, punching out the same fist.

  He and Xiao Yufei studied at Xianmen for seven years, using the same moves, but his punch was far less powerful than Xiao Yufei's, soft and weak, seemingly even an ordinary person could hit harder than him.

  "Haha, that trash is done for..."

  Xiao Qing was certain that her brother Xiao Ding had won, and she couldn't help but sneer.

  "Boom"

  Two fists collided, a strong gust of wind whistled by, blowing so hard that many people's eyes were blinded.

  Unexpectedly, Meng Xuan stood still on the spot, as if nailed to the ground, while Xiao Yufei's face suddenly changed, "Dong dong dong dong" retreated backwards, retreating seven or eight steps, and almost bumped into the pillar of the wine building.

  "Xiao Yufei, you still haven't made any progress at all!"

  Meng Xuan sneered and shook his head slightly, as if Xiao Yufei had disappointed him.

  "When did you reach the sixth level of True Qi?"

  Xiao Yufei's face turned deathly pale, and he cried out in a voice that was almost lost, his expression incredulous.

  Meng Xuan had just used less than his full strength, but it was enough to shock Xiao Yufei.

  Because in Xiao Yufei's impression, Meng Xuan had only a cultivation base of True Qi Fourth Order when he left the mountain. In these few months, it was not surprising that he could reach True Qi Fifth Order, but reaching True Qi Sixth Order shocked him. However, this also made his heart more moved, and there was no doubt that Meng Xuan must have left behind many good things when he was robbed at Zuò Wàng Peak, otherwise, his cultivation wouldn't have increased so quickly.

  "If you have some other skills, then that's fine, but if it's just this, I'll be really disappointed today!"

  Meng Xuan looked at Xiao Yufei with a hint of disdain in his voice.

  "You think you can look down on me just because of my surname Meng? Today, I'll make your blood splatter in all directions..."

  Xiao Yufei's cold voice rang out, and suddenly his hand brushed against his waist, and he had already drawn a long sword that shone like autumn water.

  "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."

  Xiao Yufei's long sword flashed out, its silver light flickering like a silver snake, sweeping across more than ten feet.

  Meng Xuan sensed the cold sword energy in his sword and nodded slightly, saying: "This is somewhat interesting. Your master has given you such a divine sword, it seems that this dog of yours has done quite well..."

  As he spoke, he had already crept forward, his eyes fixed tightly on that silver light, looking for an opportunity to advance.

  That silver light, however, belonged to the category of sword energy, extremely sharp and piercing. When it struck, it was unstoppable, and its beauty was similar to that of Cold Master's sword strike at Qingqiu Ridge. However, Cold Master's sword strike was a genuine display of his cultivation, without any pretence. As for Xiao Yufei, he could only manage to produce a silver light of over one meter by relying on the sharp sword in his hand, which was given to him as a defensive tool by his backer.

  "You with the surname Meng, you're going to die..."

  Xiao Yufei let out a loud cry, and the sword light in his hand grew even brighter, with a fierce killing aura that danced across the sky.

  This kind of powerful tool can greatly increase a person's combat effectiveness, and if Meng Xuan really only had seven layers of true energy, it would be very difficult to resist. However, Xiao Yufei could never have imagined that Meng Xuan's cultivation was actually at the eighth layer of true energy, just one step away from the ninth layer.

  At present, Meng Xuan's cultivation is one level higher than Xiao Yufei, which means that he surpasses Xiao Yufei in terms of strength, speed, reaction, and the six senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind. A mere sharp sword is not enough to make up for this gap in cultivation.

  However, Meng Xuan Yu thought that it would be easy to take down Xiao Yue Fei in an instant, but it wasn't that simple, unless he used the power of Da Ai Yin.

  But at this time, with everyone's attention focused on him, he found it inconvenient to use this seal.

  "Hmph, stinky brat, now no one can protect you anymore..."

  Xiao Qing took advantage of Meng Xuan and Xiao Yu Fei's fight, quietly approaching Qing Mu with ill intentions.

  Aoki naturally discovered her and looked at Meng Xuan with some confusion.

  Meng Xuan sighed and said: "When it's time to take action, don't be bullied... just be careful not to kill anyone!"

  Aoi nodded and began to hesitate about whether to put down the sugar gourd in her hand when she was about to take action, but then she suddenly looked at her toes.

  "Your face is so annoying!"

  Xiao Qing let out a scream and suddenly swung her small knife towards Qingmu's face.

  The people around furrowed their brows, some because they couldn't bear to see Xiao Qing's ruthlessness and others because they genuinely didn't want to see Qingmu's beautiful face slashed by a knife. However, knowing the Xiao family's power, no one dared to intervene. They all pinned their hopes on Meng Xuan, hoping he would jump out of the battle circle to rescue Qingmu, but Meng Xuan seemed entranced by the sword light and showed no intention of stopping it.

  Xiao Yu Fei and his friends, however, were coldly smiling as they watched the scene unfold. Not only did they not want to stop it, but they even wanted to go up and help, because Xiao Qing had slapped Qing Mu's face, Meng Xuan would definitely be distracted, and Xiao Yu Fei could then cut him down with his sword.

  The small knife had scratched onto Qingmu's face, but this seemingly somewhat foolish beauty appeared to have no reaction at all.

  Everyone covered their eyes, unable to bear the sight.

  "Bang..."

  Suddenly a voice rang out, and everyone opened their eyes, suddenly stunned.

  Xiao Qing suddenly flew out and directly crashed through the window of the wine house, falling into the kitchen. A loud crash of broken bowls and plates was heard, followed by Xiao Qing's shrill scream that echoed throughout the sky.

  Xiao Yufei heard this scream and was startled in his heart.

  "Try to move with me and dare to be distracted... Lie down!"

  Meng Xuan suddenly moved like a swimming fish, passing through the sword light, and slapped down heavily on Xiao Yu Fei's head with a palm.

  Xiao Yufei was greatly shocked, and hastily crushed a jade token at his waist. A semi-transparent, invisible shield instantly appeared in front of him, and he took advantage of the opportunity to slash his sword towards Meng Xuan's chest. He wanted to take down Meng Xuan while using this shield to block Meng Xuan's palm, turning defeat into victory. It had to be said that his control over this battle was still very good, both fast and ruthless.

  However, Meng Xuan saw this layer of screen, but he didn't care, and changed his palm to a fist, then heavily slammed it onto the screen.

  The difference was that he had brought out all his cultivation, without holding back in the slightest.

  "With a loud crash, Meng Xuan's fist directly smashed through the barrier and heavily slammed onto Xiao Yufei's face, instantly deforming it. His body slanted and slapped against the ground, even bouncing back up once. In an instant, he didn't know how many teeth had fallen out. However, Meng Xuan's movements hadn't stopped yet. He grabbed Xiao Yufei's collar and lifted him up again, then heavily slapped him once more."

  "This slap is for us, Situ Feng..."

  "This slap is for those masters of yours behind your back..."

  "This slap is for your pretentious look..."

  "This slap is for your sister who has no home education..."

  Meng Xuan counted carefully while simultaneously slapping upwards with a loud smack, the movement resembling that of scolding a grandson.

  "Heh heh..."

  Everyone watching was stunned, thinking they had seen it wrong, and didn't even dare to breathe. Only Qingmu couldn't help but laugh out loud at Meng Xuan's words, a rare sight to see him make a sound.