At that moment, Beichen Feng stood up and said with a burning gaze, "My Young Master is not interested in Jianghu matters, but I, Beichen Feng, would like to learn from the famous Northern Qiao Feng of Jianghu. Would it be possible for you to teach me?"
Hearing this, Qiao Feng laughed and said, "I wouldn't dare to teach you. That's exactly what I was thinking."
Seeing that Mu Qingxiao had no intention of competing, Duan Yu's eyes flashed with disappointment. He had wanted to let his big brother defeat Qiao Feng's spirit, but he hadn't expected that Qiao Feng wouldn't fall for it. He kept thinking about how to make his big brother fight Murong Fu.
In the dream, on the streets of the water village, Beichen Feng held a long sword in his hand. His eyes met Qiao Feng's, and both of them had a strong desire to fight.
Making friends through martial arts was Qiao Feng's greatest interest. Facing Beichen Feng, who was at the same level as him, he didn't dare to be careless. His aura continued to rise, and suddenly, the wind and clouds surged. The people on the streets were thrown off their feet. His internal energy transformed into a golden dragon that roared.
"Arrogant Dragon's Remorse!"
Qiao Feng shouted and directly sent a palm strike toward Beichen Feng. The golden dragon left his hand and roared as it charged toward Beichen Feng.
Beichen Feng was also fully focused. He secretly exerted strength with his long sword and laughed, "A gang of beggars' secret technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Come!"
Mu Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction. Beichen Feng's growth had exceeded his expectations. It was a pleasant surprise. No wonder people called him a sword maniac. Qiao Feng's internal energy was vigorous, and his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was incomparably powerful.
This time, Beichen Feng had met his match. In Mu Qingxiao's opinion, their strength should be about the same.
Bao Butong and Deng Baichuan looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Beichen Feng had been quiet all this time, and they didn't expect him to be so strong.
Duan Yu was also shocked. He immediately gritted his teeth. This Nan Murong was so famous, and even the experts around him were so strong. As the Crown Prince of Zhennan Wang, he didn't even have a servant by his side. This was a blow to him.
Beichen Feng held the hilt, with his right index and middle finger on the blade, his internal energy erupted, forming an internal energy barrier. He took a defensive posture, he vowed to block the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Qiao Feng's strength was really strong. He was really strong. he's reputation's reputation. his strength.. Qiao Feng's reputation was.. his strength's strength's strength strength Qiao was''s was Feng's strength strength.... his strength.. Qiao Feng Feng's's strength..
Beichen Feng slid more than ten meters away. Dust flew in the air, and the internal energy of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms disappeared. Beichen Feng laughed and said, "Gang Leader Qiao is really good. You're only thirty years old, but your internal energy is so strong. Qiao Feng, you live up to your reputation!"
Qiao Feng saw that his Arrogant Dragon's Regrets was blocked. Although he was surprised, he wasn't angry. Instead, he was very excited. He shouted, "Brother Bei's strength is not bad either. Today, let's see if your sword or my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is stronger!"
Qiao Feng's right hand curled up his index and middle fingers, forming a half fist and half palm. Dense internal energy surged, and at the same time, his left hand pushed towards Chen Xuanfeng's waist. A Hidden Dragon was released, and the momentum was so shocking that even the signboard of the tavern was rattling.
Beichen Feng looked at the Golden Dragon's shadow roaring toward him. He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes had become very sharp. He slowly raised his long sword and stared at the Golden Dragon's shadow.
Qiao Feng didn't hold back at all when he used the Hidden Dragon Technique. He maximized his internal energy. He knew that if he didn't show his strength in front of an opponent of the same level, it would be disrespectful.
However, Beichen Feng's move surprised everyone. Qiao Feng's expression became very serious. He felt the killing intent from Beichen Feng's sword. That killing intent came from the depths of his soul, and it made people's scalps tingle!
There was no technique in the sword. It was just a simple stab. The sword shot out like a silver light and went straight for the dragon's head!
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, Beichen Feng's figure pierced the Hidden Dragon Technique in half like a hot knife through butter. He broke out of it and didn't stop. He went straight for Qiao Feng.
The two of them fought with each other. Their internal energy collided with the sword. They went back and forth, neither giving way to the other!
Qiao Feng's internal strength was vigorous and the strength of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms made Beichen Feng secretly complain. In fact, Qiao Feng was also the same. Every strike of Beichen Feng's sword carried a fierce killing intent, and every move was aimed at the vital points. This made Qiao Feng a little speechless. What happened to making friends through martial arts?
Although Qiao Feng's internal energy was very strong, Beichen Feng's sword intent was not to be outdone. He went straight for Qiao Feng's chest. If this attack hit, Qiao Feng would be seriously injured!
Looking at Beichen Feng's continuous fierce attacks, Duan Yu was worried for his big brother.
In an instant, everything was calm. The tip of Beichen Feng's sword was pressed against Qiao Feng's chest. Qiao Feng's palm was also in front of Beichen Feng. If Beichen Feng's sword pierced through, his head would definitely be split open by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Beichen Feng took a deep breath and put away his sword. The fierceness in his eyes was hidden again. He cupped his fist at Qiao Feng and said, "Bei Qiao Feng, you live up to your reputation. I lost."
Qiao Feng laughed heartily and said, "I only won by half a move!"
"Clap, clap, clap!"
Mu Qingxiao clapped her hands and said, "Don't be humble, Sect Leader Qiao. Both of you are top experts. When experts fight, half a move is enough to kill. Losing by half a move is losing."
Duan Yu hurriedly ran to Qiao Feng and asked worriedly, "Big Brother, are you hurt?"
Qiao Feng shook his head and looked at Mu Qingxiao. He said, "The people of Jianghu call you Nan Murong. I don't think it's a baseless rumor. I'd like to ask for your advice. I hope you can help me."
Mu Qingxiao's eyes flashed. She waved her hand and said, "Murong said that Nan Murong is just a false name in Jianghu. I'm not interested in Jianghu matters. I just want to be with Yuyan. I came out this time to have fun. Sect Leader Qiao, you can't take it seriously."
Hearing this, the innocent Wang Yuyan blushed. Her beautiful eyes were filled with happiness and satisfaction. If it weren't for the fact that there were important people present, she would have thrown herself into her cousin's arms and kissed him.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Feng was put in a difficult position. He knew that Murong Fu must be very strong. Otherwise, how could an expert like Beichen Feng be willing to follow him? But since she said so, there was nothing he could do.
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words and seeing his fairy sister's infatuated expression, Duan Yu was unhappy. He immediately said, "I've heard that Gu Su's Murong Fu can move the stars. He can reflect any martial arts in the world. It's like they say, 'pay him back in his own coin.'"
Duan Yu took out a scripture from his chest and said, "If Murong Fu can defeat my big brother in martial arts, I'm willing to give you the Dali Imperial Family's secret technique, the One Yang Finger. What do you think?"
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