Everyone in the hall paled, they didn't know there was such a hidden master. Judging from his roar, his internal energy was probably at the top of the world.
Song Qingshu was startled, his expression also became serious, his eyes focused on an old man walking out from the back hall.
This old man had a high nose and deep eyes, his face was covered with a snow-white beard, each strand of his hair was like iron. The way he walked was quite imposing, but unfortunately, that imposing aura was ruined by his unkempt hair.
Su Quan was startled, wondering where did Hong Antong find such an expert? Although Song QingShu's martial art skill was superior, his brain was, after all, not very bright. If they fought, perhaps he would suffer a loss, and then she would lose her biggest barrier.
"Sect Leader, may I know who this old mister is?" Su Quan hurriedly asked. Everyone else in the hall looked at Hong Antong, clearly having the same question in their hearts.
Hong Antong laughed, stood up and introduced, "This is this seat's good friend, Mister Ouyang, one of the top five in the Sword Meet of Mount Hua."
"Western Poison Ouyang Feng?" The faces of the masters in the hall became unnatural, especially True Jade, he suddenly regretted coming to Divine Dragon Island this time, being too careless.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie looked at each other, thinking things weren't going well. This time, if this person was added to Prince's plan, it would be a bit inappropriate.
Yelu Nanxian's face was also dark, with this sudden change, they could only act according to the situation.
From the moment he walked out, Ouyang Feng had been staring at Song Qingshu. Su Quan didn't have time to smooth things over before Ouyang Feng spoke, "Stinky brat, just now, were you the one who shamelessly boasted that your martial arts were number one in the world?"
Ouyang Feng's Qi activity firmly locked onto Song QingShu. Su Quan, who was standing at the edge, already felt that it was difficult to breathe. She was worried about Song QingShu, who bore the brunt of the attack. Who knew that when she looked back, Song QingShu acted as if nothing had happened and calmly replied, "So what?"
Ouyang Feng had been practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse for the past few years, and his mind was already in a mess. He couldn't even remember his own name in the past. The only thing he remembered was his desire to become the world's number one. Hearing Song Qingshu's shameless boasting, he was immediately enraged. His whole body shot towards Song Qingshu like a cannonball.
There was no lack of Jianghu's top-notch experts present. When they saw that Ouyang Feng's thunderous attack was so powerful, they all frowned and wondered how they would deal with it if they were in Song Qingshu's position.
Yelu Nanxian pondered for a moment, she was afraid that she could only use her agility to evade Ouyang Feng's attacks, but she'd already lost the initiative. Under Ouyang Feng's storm-like attacks, she might be able to last a hundred or so moves, but in the end, she would still be defeated. For some reason, she was looking forward to seeing how Song Qingshu would deal with it.
Yelu Nanxian was a martial arts prodigy that only appeared once in a hundred years. At such a young age, she was already invincible among the younger generation of the Kingdom of Liao. Even the king of the Southern Courtyard, Xiao Feng, had praised her martial arts skills.
Because of this, although there were many handsome men pursuing her in Liao, Yelu Nanxian didn't even spare them a glance. In her mind, a man who couldn't even beat her, how could she have the face to be her husband?
On the other hand, in the last two years, she heard that the Manchurian Qing also had a young, top-notch expert. Yelu Nanxian had known him for a long time, and she had long wanted to compete with Song Qingshu. Unfortunately, she never got what she wanted. This time, seeing him fight with the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, not only would she benefit from it, she would also be able to assess their strengths. Thinking of this, Yelu Nanxian's heart was filled with excitement.
On the side, Yelu Qi noticed her blushing face and smiled wryly to himself, 'This martial arts fanatic cousin of mine …'
On the stage, Song Qingshu's expression was solemn. Circulating his Qi to his feet, he stamped his feet on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. Song Qingshu's body trembled for a moment, and his palms circulated ten percent of his strength, exchanging a few palm strikes with Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng felt a strong force coming from his hand and couldn't help but feel suffocated. Before he could adjust his breathing, his opponent's body bent down like a bow and his heel swept towards Ouyang Feng's head like a sharp iron whip. Ouyang Feng hurriedly used a strange movement technique to dodge ten feet away.
The people in the hall didn't expect that the world-shaking Western Poison would be forced back by Song Qingshu in one move. They were all shocked, thinking that they might have to re-evaluate Song Qingshu's strength.
Song Qingshu also felt the air in his chest churning. Just now, Ouyang Feng didn't pay much attention to Song Qingshu at first, thinking that there was a limit to this young man's martial arts. In the end, he was too impatient and rash. Song Qingshu used the power of the earth to make Ouyang Feng suffer a small loss in one move.
Ouyang Feng was also stunned, asking in disbelief, "Divine Dragon Swings its Tail, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Are you an old beggar? But how come your beard and white hair are gone, and you look so young … "But he was also happy to see his prey, and although he suffered a small loss, he didn't take it to heart. Without waiting for his opponent to answer, he waved his palms and rushed forward again.
Although Ouyang Feng was a bit deranged, he didn't forget his martial arts instincts. In his heart, he thought that his opponent was an expert of the same level as him, so naturally he was 120% vigilant, holding back 20% of his strength in every move, to avoid reckless attacks.
Song Qingshu also let out a long roar, without any hesitation, he attacked with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Between the two of them, one's style was strange and profound, the other simple and mellow. In just a dozen moves, there were several extremely dangerous situations, but they were all cleverly resolved by each other. They couldn't help but admire each other.
As the two of them moved their hands and feet, the wind created by their movements forced the people around them to step back. Yelu Nanxian was dazzled, thinking to herself, 'I didn't expect Song Qingshu's martial arts to have reached such a high level. Compared to him, my martial arts are lacking, but my moves are not necessarily inferior to his. But I've seen Great King Xiao use the same Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Great King Xiao seems to be even more powerful … '
"Little baby, your martial arts are only so-so." After another ten moves, the two of them separated. Ouyang Feng looked at Song Qingshu from the corner of his eyes.
"Crazy old man, your martial arts are also not bad." Song Qingshu replied.
"Too bad that's not enough." Ouyang Feng had just finished speaking when he squatted down on the ground, his hands bent to his shoulders, his mouth made gurgling noises, like a giant frog preparing to pounce.
"Toading Stance!" Those who were knowledgeable had already recognized this was Ouyang Feng's famous technique.
As expected, the space between Song QingShu's eyebrows became a bit more serious. Even though his mind was a bit muddled, he did not forget his martial arts instincts. At his level, he could quickly see the special characteristics of the Toad Technique. This technique was purely based on stillness, the whole body stored up power without releasing it. Once he revealed any flaws in his moves, he would receive a thunderous counterattack.
Song Qingshu originally thought that if the enemy didn't make a move, he wouldn't make a move, but he suddenly realized that with every gurgling noise Ouyang Feng made, his aura rose by a fraction. If he didn't make a move, when Ouyang Feng's aura reached its peak, he wouldn't be able to withstand that strike.
Yelu Nanxian stared unblinkingly at the scene, afraid to miss even the slightest detail. She watched as Song Qingshu's palms flipped, the speed was so fast that his palms couldn't be seen. She could only faintly see a ball of air slowly growing bigger in his hands. In the end, Song Qingshu's entire upper body also moved, a ball of true energy condensed on top of his head, ready to be thrown out at any time.
The corner of Yelu Nanxian's mouth twitched, subconsciously retreating another zhang. The other people in the hall weren't fools, the two people on the scene were ready to strike, the moment they clashed, it would be earth-shattering. If they didn't retreat now, they might be caught in the crossfire later.
Ouyang Feng's cheeks bulged more and more, his belly swelled more and more. The gurgling noises of the toad echoed throughout the Divine Dragon Cult's hall, causing those with weaker cultivation to bleed from their mouths and noses. True Jade Master, Blood Knife Ancestor, Sangjie, Yelu Qi, and the others also felt disgusted, hurriedly circulating their internal energy to resist. Everyone on the scene remained calm, only Yelu Nanxian and Hong Antong were affected.
Finally, Ouyang Feng's momentum reached its peak, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of true energy directly towards Song Qingshu. Although the true energy was formless, wherever it passed, the hard marble slabs on the floor shattered into pieces, allowing others to witness its invincible power.
Song Qingshu had also pushed the power of the 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' to its peak, bending his left leg slightly, his right arm bent inwards, his right palm drawing a circle in the air. This was the most powerful move of the 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' – 'Proud Dragon Shows Remorse'. However, when Song Qingshu used it, it was different from the usual fast Proud Dragon Shows Remorse. This palm was pushed out very slowly, but no one dared to underestimate the power of this palm.
A loud explosion rang out, the hall was filled with smoke and dust, everyone felt a piercing pain in their eardrums. Not to mention the low level disciples of the Divine Dragon Cult, even Yelu Nanxian, Hong Antong, and the others were secretly frowning.
After the explosion, a strong gust of wind spread out from the center of the explosion. Those with low level martial arts were directly blown into the wall, vomiting blood, and those with high level martial arts like True Jade Master and Blood Knife Ancestor were involuntarily pushed back, but their postures were not as bad.
When the gust of wind hit her body, Yelu Nanxian's expression also changed, hurriedly retreating three steps before she could stabilize herself, leaving behind a few footprints that sank into the stone floor.
On the other side, Hong Antong was also pushed back, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yelu Nanxian had stabilized herself. He hurriedly used his Thousand Catty Drop, crushing the stone floor with one foot, stopping after taking two steps back. However, forcing himself to circulate his qi like this caused a trace of red to flash across his face, a fishy taste in his mouth, forcing him to swallow back the blood.
Hong Antong was also aware of his own difficulties. Now that the Divine Dragon Cult was facing a great enemy, these people all had ulterior motives, this was a good opportunity to show everyone's martial arts level. If Hong Antong showed any signs of cowardice, this group of sharks would act as if they smelled blood, each one of them would view him as a piece of juicy meat. Therefore, Hong Antong could only use this method, hoping to intimidate the various forces with ulterior motives.
Sure enough, when the group of people steadied themselves, they saw Hong Antong only took two steps back, standing there like an unfathomable mountain, watching the battle in the hall. All the experts were bewildered.
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