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Chapter 11: Boxing with Shixiong

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  The young man with the surname Song kept fanning himself with the fire fan, sneaking a peek at Zixiao True Person's expression. His heart suddenly felt a thrill of excitement. Since there was no one else around, it must be that Zixiao True Person was very satisfied with his performance. Thinking this, he fanned even more diligently, completely forgetting his previous fatigue.

  Zixiao suddenly shouted.

  The disciples with the surname Song were unclear about what was happening and hastily stopped what they were doing, looking towards Zi Xiao Zhen Ren.

  Zi Xiao's face was a bit unsightly, his narrowed eyes calculated that Ye Xiao would be released from prison today, but he didn't calculate the timing well. This alchemy fire couldn't be joked about, and just as it was about to start outside, he couldn't let this child ruin his good fortune.

  "Is there anything else you'd like to instruct, senior?" asked the young disciple with the surname Song, who was puzzled as he had always been chased out immediately after finishing his work in the past.

  "Hmm," Zi Xiao Zhenren coughed lightly, forcing a warm and gentle smile onto his face, saying: "You've been here with me for some time now, are you getting used to it?"

  He was overwhelmed with surprise! The Song surname disciple suddenly felt like his heart was going to stop beating, a huge sense of happiness almost suffocated him. The legendary Purple Immortal, known for her explosive temper and lack of emotional intelligence, who was almost as fearsome as the four great demons in the mouths of the various disciples of the sect, actually asked him personally if he was still getting used to it, what an honor!

  Thinking of these, the Song surname disciple didn't dare to slack off and hastily replied with respect: "Thank you for your concern, senior. I'm deeply honored to be able to come here and serve you. The scenery here is beautiful and not as noisy as the sect, it makes one feel like they're in a fairyland..." All sorts of flattering words flowed out from his mouth, as he glossed over the harsh conditions on the isolated peak, making it sound like a heavenly paradise.

  The old man didn't even know that this place was so good, and it sounded so nice, but it wasn't for the old man's Dan medicine. Zixiao True Person couldn't be fooled by a few flattering words, but in order to give the two people fighting outside some time, he didn't interrupt Song's disciple's words.

  "Hmph, you're just a country bumpkin who's never seen the world, thinking that your cultivation at the fifth layer of Qi Refining is impressive. Today, I'll let you see what a real genius looks like. Meng Changjun clearly remembered that when they arrived, Zi Xiaozhen asked Ye Feng about his cultivation, and Ye Feng replied that he had just reached the fifth layer of Qi Refining. Although several days have passed since then, what difference can a few days make?"

  "This is what you get for being arrogant! Today, I'll teach you about hierarchy and self-awareness!" Meng Changjun stood opposite Ye Feng, proudly raising his head and saying: "You make the first move, lest people say I'm bullying someone younger than me."

  Ye Feng's eyebrows slightly raised, the corners of his mouth curled up to reveal sharp canine teeth, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "Hmph!" The three words had barely left his lips when he suddenly flashed in front of Meng Changjun.

  Pulling hair! The people of this world dress up and are similar to ancient China, except for monks who like to wear long hair, wear hair crowns or use headscarves to wrap their hair into a bun on top of their heads. This gave Ye Feng's ultimate skill a great space to play. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Meng Changjun's hair bun on his head, and with a strong force, he pulled him down to the ground.

  "Bang!" A knee cap heavily landed on Meng Changjun's face.

  Meng Changjun was completely stunned, having exchanged blows with people countless times in the sect, he had never seen such a move before. Even among the worldly martial artists outside the sect, no one used this kind of technique.

  This is to forgive Ye Feng, he came to this world to learn the Inverse Heaven Sword Body and the Inverse Heaven Sharp Gold Qi True Method, but he didn't learn any sword techniques or methods. Since it's a fight, as long as you knock down your opponent, it doesn't matter how you do it, who cares what method is used? There are no bricks on this ground, otherwise Ye Feng wouldn't mind trying to see if cultivators can be knocked down by bricks.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Ye Feng's legs rose and fell in succession, taking turns to strike Meng Changjun's pale face with his knees. This was no ordinary kick from a cultivator who possessed the Xianjing divine bone and had cultivated to the seventh layer of the Qi Refining stage. Even if it were an average cultivator who had reached the seventh layer of the Qi Refining stage, their best technique could only produce a fist strength of 70-80 jin. But Ye Feng's current punch contained over 100 jin of force, which was equivalent to 3,000 catties of power. His arm couldn't even withstand his own leg strength, let alone Meng Changjun's face.

  After the three hits, Ye Feng's knee area was already stained red with blood. As he continued to crash into him, fresh blood splattered everywhere. Meng Changjun's appearance at this time must have been quite a sight to behold.

  It's not just Meng Changjun who was defeated, even the Purple Dawn True Person in Danfang couldn't be bothered to listen to Song's flattery. His eyes, which had been narrowed to a slit, suddenly widened into circles, and with each of Ye Feng's knee strikes, his face twitched, his nose bridge slightly sour. Goodness! What kind of move is this? Although it's a bit rough, it's quite effective in subduing the enemy.

  The young man with the surname Song thought he had said something wrong, and when he saw Zixiao True Person glare at him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to make a sound. If he looked up now, he would definitely see Zixiao True Person's angry expression, but he didn't dare to.

  The pain spreading from the bridge of his nose finally brought Meng Changjun back to his senses. At this level of cultivation, these injuries were actually minor problems. However, Ye Feng's way of fighting was, in his opinion, a humiliation to himself, and suddenly a wave of shame and anger surged up in his heart.

  "Ah!" A loud roar, Meng Changjun finally broke free from Ye Feng's hands, his body quickly retreating several meters, creating distance between them. The hair knot on his head was also pulled apart, and his disheveled hair made him look like a rockstar. His face was covered in blood, with two streams of nosebleed flowing down his chin and dripping onto the ground. This wretched appearance would be enough to scare someone half to death if he went out at midnight.

  "This is what you asked for!" Meng Changjun shouted loudly, his hands forming a seal in front of him, the precious sword at his waist "clang" sounded as it left its scabbard, heading straight for Ye Feng.

  Dry, sword control technique? Ye Feng was indeed deceived for a moment, but thinking again, if he could control the sword, he wouldn't have been sent here with it. It's probably just a Qi-guiding period sword control technique, so there's no need to worry about it.

  This sword control technique is similar to the so-called "telekinesis", in terms of power, it's not much different from ordinary hand-held sword stabbing and chopping, and even in terms of strength and agility, it's actually inferior to directly using one's hands. In fact, this is not a technique for fighting enemies at all, but rather a way to exercise skills, laying the foundation for learning swordsmanship in the future.

  Of course, since this is similar to the Imperial Sword Technique, it also looks very cool in the eyes of many disciples, and they can't help but use this move when practicing their moves.

  "Hah!" Ye Feng strode forward with a bow step, one foot heavily stomping out, his body leaning forward, mouth open in a loud roar.

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