"Oh my! Our Qin Feng, the Great Sword Slave is angry! "
Three years ago, Qin Feng went from being a Great Swordsman to losing his sword soul and becoming a cripple. Almost everyone in Cangzhou knew about this.
"I'll say it again, who hit my father!"
Facing Qin Feng's shocked gaze, two big men walked in front of him. One of them was a bit shorter and purposely moved his head close to Qin Feng, sizing him up disdainfully. At this time, he moved his mouth to Qin Feng's ear and purposely whispered, but the words that came out of his mouth resounded through the entire tavern.
"Qin Feng! This coward, I was the one who hit him. What can you do about it! "
The big man laughed mockingly as he raised his fist and smashed it towards Qin Yuan's face. His eyes were filled with disdain and provocation as he said, "Great Swordsman Qin Feng, look, this is how I hit your father!"
"Look, when no one admitted it, he was so arrogant. Now that he's being hit in front of him, he's actually mute!"
"A Sword Slave is a Sword Slave in the end, a cripple that can be stepped on by tens of thousands of people. Have you ever seen a cripple fight back?"
"Humph! A coward who will never be able to lift his head! He still has the face to embarrass himself here! "
Among the spectators, there were people who pointed at Qin Feng and scolded him.
The big guy who was punching at Qin Yuan had a complacent look on his face when he heard the crowd insulting Qin Feng. He purposely slowed down his speed, provoking Qin Feng, "Great Sword Master Qin, in order to give you enough time to condense your sword qi, I will slow down!"
Seeing this, the other big man's face was full of disdain as he coldly snorted, "Qin Feng! You were born to be a Sword Slave, to be beaten and humiliated, and you still have the nerve to put on airs here! If I were you, I'd have killed myself long ago to save three generations of my ancestors! "
"Courting death!" Qin Feng bellowed angrily, his eyes glinting with a cold light. His clenched fist brushed past the fist of the big guy who was about to hit Qin Yuan. With a bang, Qin Feng's fist hit the big guy's right face. The big guy's closed mouth was punched open by Qin Feng's fist, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Qin Feng didn't let go just like that. His ears rang with every single humiliating word. Looking at his father who was beaten black and blue all over, he could imagine his father's arrogant face when he beat his father.
With a whoosh, Qin Feng stepped over three tables and appeared in front of the big guy who couldn't even stand properly. He grabbed the big guy's collar with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and punched the big guy's chest repeatedly. Then, he kicked the big guy's chin. With a puff, the big guy spilled a mouthful of bile on the ground. His body flipped backward, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
Seeing this scene, everyone was in an instant in an uproar. None of them believed that a Sword Slave like Qin Feng could suddenly have such great strength, so great that he could beat the big guy until he couldn't move.
"Is this true? Qin Feng actually beat the big guy! "
"How is this possible? Isn't Qin Feng just a Sword Slave who has lost his Sword Soul? How could he beat the big guy who is a head taller than him? "
"Not only is he a head taller, but he is also a fourth grade Swordsman invited by the manager. The other one is a fifth grade Swordsman. "
"What! He is also a fourth grade Swordsman? This is even more unbelievable. Qin Feng is a Sword Slave, but he can actually beat a fourth grade Swordsman! "
"Don't be too surprised! As long as a fifth grade Swordsman makes a move, won't Qin Feng still be trampled under his feet? "
"Qin Feng, how dare you injure my Junior Brother! I want you to pay back double! "
As soon as the onlookers said the fifth grade Swordsman, the big guy shouted angrily and stretched out his hand to pull out the long sword at his waist. However, the moment he pulled out the sword, Qin Feng's figure flashed, and his palm forced the big guy's hand to pull out the sword. With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed.
However, the person holding the long sword was not the big guy, but Qin Feng.
Seeing this scene, everyone present, including those who just said that Qin Feng would be trampled under the foot of a fifth grade Swordsman, could not help but feel shocked, and looked at Qin Feng dumbfoundedly.
Qin Feng held the long sword in his hand and moved freely in his hand. Suddenly, a white sword light flashed in everyone's eyes, and with a swish, the long sword's Jianming sound resounded through the whole restaurant.
Bang bang bang!
The tip of the long sword in Qin Feng's hand hit the big guy's nose, and then the tip of the long sword bounced up, and with a bang, it hit the big guy's face.
The big guy's face turned pale with fright, and his eyes turned white as he retreated step by step.
"What are you retreating for! Didn't you want me to pay back double? "
Qin Feng roared, his figure bounced up from the ground, and his foot flew up to hit the big guy's chest.
With a bang, the big guy collapsed together with the wine table behind him, and fell to the ground. With a puff, a mouthful of blood spilled under his feet, and his face was pale, and he could not move.
Seeing that Qin Feng had once again knocked down another big guy, everyone's surprised eyes turned into panic, and they kept whispering.
"He! Is he still the useless Qin Feng? "
"Yes! Is he still the Sword Slave who was beaten by others and dared not fight back? "
"It's really against the natural order! How did he do it? He was beaten by the Qin family for three years, and was a Sword Slave for three years. How could he suddenly rise again? "
Qin Feng's change couldn't help but make everyone look at him in a different light at this moment.
Just when Qin Feng made his move, Yuqin had already untied the hemp rope tied to Qin Yuan.
When Qin Yuan, whose eyes were lifeless, saw Qin Feng beating up the two villains, a momentary gratification flashed across his eyes.
"Stop!"
When Yuqin helped Qin Yuan up and prepared to leave, a stern shout came from the restaurant.
After the stern shout, the manager of the restaurant walked in from outside the restaurant with his head held high and chest puffed out.
"Jiang Ming, isn't he a sword disciple of the Jiang family?"
"You're too ignorant. He's not a disciple now, but a first grade Sword Master!"
"No wonder when Qin Feng started fighting, I didn't see the manager. So he went to get reinforcements!"
"I heard that the manager is the father-in-law of the Jiang family's young master?"
"This time, Qin Feng will suffer! Of all people to offend, he just had to provoke someone related to the Jiang family! "
Everyone was right. The manager was indeed the father-in-law of the Jiang family's young master, and what they said about the Jiang family being not to be trifled with was not wrong.
As long as one was in Cangzhou City, everyone knew that although there were many families in Cangzhou, the only ones that were truly famous were the Jiang, Murong, Ye, and Qin families.
Cangzhou City respected martial arts and belonged to the world of the strong. Every family secretly competed with each other and diligently practiced the way of the sword because in this place where the strong preyed on the weak, you might be a famous family today, but tomorrow, you might become a weak family and be replaced by others.
Originally, three years ago, when Qin Yuan was the head of the Qin family, it was the number one family in Cangzhou. Later, because the head of the Qin Yuan family was deposed, the Qin family was in decline. In a short three years, it was ranked last among the four families.
The Jiang Ming that everyone spoke of was only an ordinary disciple of the Jiang family a year ago. Later, after following the Jiang family's young master, he received the assistance of cultivation resources and was now promoted to the ranks of the Jiang family's first grade Sword Master.
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