Fang Mo looked at this guy who still thought that he didn't have enough trouble.
He was so angry that he almost laughed.
He snorted coldly and said, "Fine.
Go! "
In fact, Fang Wei was just casually saying that. How could he not know that the two of them were in a precarious situation right now?
Fang Mo was seriously injured.
Now was not the time to cause unnecessary trouble.
Fang Mo was furious.
He chuckled.
He gestured to his height and smiled apologetically, "I look like this.
Even if he wanted to go,
I don't want it either! "
Fang Mo had just turned sixteen and was still undersized.
It was one thing to dress up as a girl, but if it was Fang Wei, who was nearly nineteen years old and tall …
Fang Mo imagined him in a hairpin dress and rouge, and immediately felt a chill run down her spine.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Only General Feng is allowed to have a flat-chested daughter.
Can't the old emperor have a tall and sturdy concubine? "
Seeing Fang Mo smile, Fang Wei, who felt encouraged, immediately started thinking again. When he heard the word 'flat-chested', he giggled and gestured in front of his chest. "You really don't need … that?"
Therefore, he was given the word "scram".
Kick him out of the room.
Fang Mo had fled with Fang Wei when she was seven years old.
Along the way, he had also become a child beggar.
He had also been a thief.
He didn't find it embarrassing to dress up as a girl, but it was impossible for him to tie two uncomfortable lumps on his chest. There were so many flat-chested girls in the world, so what if he was one of them?
*****
The banquet held in March was of course the Peach Blossom Banquet.
When the nobles set up a banquet, there was a lot of attention to be paid to the invitations, seats, dishes, and so on. The guests' clothes and accessories, as well as the time of the banquet, were also very particular.
Generally speaking, the higher one's status, the later one would arrive. In Yong City, the person with the highest status was, of course, the Imperial Physician Liu Jingye. However, now that the Emperor's position was unstable, his status as an official was greatly reduced. Furthermore, Liu Jingye was the host this time, so he was the earliest to arrive.
Next up was naturally the actual owner of Yong City, Feng Yi. Thus, when the singers sang and danced in front of the hall, and the guests chatted and laughed while Feng Yi's seat remained empty, no one thought much of it.
However, although Feng Yi had yet to arrive, Lady Feng had arrived very early. Liu Jingye had come on the Emperor's orders, so he naturally couldn't bring his family. In addition, he wasn't familiar with Yong City. Thus, although he was the nominal host of the banquet, he had entrusted Lady Feng with the preparations. Naturally, she had to come early.
At this moment, Feng Yi was walking slowly with Fang Mo and the others on the stone path in the garden outside the hall.
"I don't care what grudges you have with the Huo Clan, and I don't care why you're here to join in the fun, but …" Feng Yi raised his hand to dismiss the waiter and said calmly, "No one is allowed to cause trouble at the banquet today!"
"Oh!"
Fang Mo, who was attracted by the brilliant peach blossoms, answered absent-mindedly. Feng Yi, who was walking in front of her, suddenly stopped and turned around. She was startled and raised her head to look at Feng Yi, who she had almost bumped into.
Feng Yi felt his heart skip a beat as he looked at Fang Mo who was staring at him foolishly. This girl had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, but they had always been extremely cold. It was precisely because of this that when those eyes suddenly revealed such a blank and innocent expression, it was impossible to harden one's heart no matter what.
His expression softened and he swallowed the words of reprimand that were about to come out of his mouth. He flicked Fang Mo's forehead and chided, "Don't say 'oh', say 'okay'!"
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Even if Fang Mo was fully focused, she might not be able to dodge a first-rank expert's flick. Moreover, she had split most of her attention to heal herself. Fang Mo glared angrily at Feng Yi. Damn it, have you forgotten how strong your hand is?! You're a first-rank expert, a first-rank expert!
Seeing that Feng Yi was about to flick her again, Fang Mo, who knew when to back down, quickly retreated and retracted her fiery gaze. She rubbed her forehead and muttered unhappily, "What does it matter if we agree or not … You're talking as if we can beat Huo Xiu."
Feng Yi almost laughed in anger when he saw that she was still unwilling to give a direct answer. He said, "If you can beat Huo Xiu, why should I care about you? You can do whatever you want! "
When had he ever worried about the children he raised by his side? Instead, it was this daughter he hadn't seen for more than ten years who kept causing trouble for him from the moment she entered the city yesterday. Moreover, she was always ready to continue causing trouble for him.
Fang Mo snorted coldly and didn't say anything. Clearly, she didn't take his words seriously. Feng Yi didn't know what to do with her for a moment. He turned to Fang Wei, who was standing at the side as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's fine if it's Little Mo, but if you take the initiative to cause trouble and get yourself killed, don't blame me for standing by and watching you die."
Fang Wei blinked and said, "Does that mean that Little Mo can provoke as much as she wants …"
Before Fang Wei could finish speaking, he was forced to stop breathing by the powerful aura emanating from Feng Yi's body. He had no choice but to shut up. Feng Yi withdrew his aura and said indifferently, "Watch them."
He turned and left.
Wen Qing cupped his fists in acknowledgment.
Fang Mo and Fang Wei exchanged glances and followed Feng Yi. Wen Qing was further behind. Fang Wei turned around and made a face at him. He said with a smile, "General Wen, there are two of us, but you only have one pair of eyes. How are you going to watch us?"
Wen Qing said indifferently, "As a man, Young Master Gu is responsible for his own life and death. As long as you don't implicate Second Young Miss, why should I meddle in your affairs? "
Did that mean that he didn't care whether he lived or died?
Fang Wei turned around and winked at Fang Mo. He pretended to sigh and said, "See, see, this is the difference between having a father and not having one!"
Fang Mo knew that when he said "having a father" and "not having a father", he wasn't really referring to his father. He was referring to the word "backer". She shrugged and replied casually, "It's all the same when you get used to it."
The youth's casual voice entered their ears. Feng Yi's body stiffened slightly and he paused for a moment before returning to normal. Wen Qing looked up at Fang Mo.
Fang Wei smiled and said, "That's true."
From a very young age, they had learned to rely on themselves to survive. Although it was a little difficult, they had lived peacefully until now. Now that ten years had passed, they had long since gotten used to not relying on anyone … except each other.
Since they had never had such a thing as a backer before, they naturally wouldn't need one in the future.
The lively hall had already quieted down before Feng Yi and the others entered. The music stopped, and the dancers who had been dancing a moment ago also respectfully retreated to the side.
Liu Jingye, who was close to fifty years old and had a long beard, had a lean appearance and a scholarly disposition. When he saw Feng Yi's figure appear at the door, he stood up with a smile and said, "Younger Brother Feng, you've only just arrived. You've made us wait for a long time."
Feng Yi smiled and said, "I went to pick up my daughter on the way and was delayed for a moment. Please don't blame me, Lord Liu."
That one sentence caused everyone's eyes to focus on Fang Mo, who was following behind him. Their gazes almost pierced through the veil on his face.
The news that Madam Feng had sent someone to pick up her mistress wasn't a secret among the nobles. Everyone was curious about what kind of person this Second Miss of the Feng Family was. Thinking of the early death of her birth mother, the neglect of her birth father, and her identity as an illegitimate daughter that couldn't see the light of day, this kind of girl should be a delicate, timid, and pitiful pretty girl from a humble family, right? However, looking at the leisurely and fairy-like young girl beside Feng Yi, who had a leisurely temperament and a fairy-like figure, there wasn't the slightest bit of the air of a humble family from head to toe.
Even if they couldn't see her appearance, just her temperament alone was enough to make people's hearts beat faster.
What was even more unbelievable was that everyone knew Feng Yi's temperament. He wasn't strict or kind when it came to matters concerning his children. His attitude could almost be described as indifferent. Even his only legitimate daughter, Feng Ling 'er, had never been brought to any formal occasions by him, let alone personally pick her up to a banquet.
So this Second Miss Feng, who had been neglected for more than a decade, actually had an unusual position in Feng Yi's heart?
However, some people's gazes also fell on Liu Jingye, who had a smile in his eyes. Perhaps it was also possible that, like Madam Feng, he was reluctant to part with the legitimate daughter by his side and deliberately used this mistress to divert Lord Liu's attention, trying to substitute a flower for a tree, and replace the peach with the peach?
After all, wasn't this the true reason why Second Miss Feng had returned to Yong City? Wasn't this also the reason why Madam Feng had so diligently prepared a banquet for Lord Liu?
In any case, due to Feng Yi's extra closeness to this mistress, when Feng Yi and his party walked to their seats, Fang Mo and Fang Wei's seats had been quietly moved to Feng Yi's side.
The banquet was arranged so that two people would sit at a table. Liu Jingye sat alone in the main seat, and the seats slightly behind him were the officials who had come with him. Feng Yi and his family members and subordinates occupied several seats to the left of the guest seat, facing the people from the Huo Clan Fort on the right. The others sat at the end of the row.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Liu Jingye sighed in his heart, and his expression was somewhat gloomy. Although martial arts experts had always had a high status, and the major forces of the martial arts world also dominated a region, only when chaos was about to arrive would there be a situation like this, where the officials of the imperial court and the heroes of the martial arts world were on equal footing.
Although he was now sitting in the main seat, he should have swapped places with Feng Yi.
He had come on behalf of the imperial court to test and consolidate Feng Yi's loyalty. He had come on behalf of the Emperor to welcome Feng Yi's daughter into the palace as an imperial consort. The Huo Clan Fort had always been arrogant and unruly, and they had always been at odds with the government. Now, they had suddenly come to ask for Feng Yi's daughter's hand in marriage. Their wild ambitions were as clear as day.
Liu Jingye didn't know what choice Feng Yi would make, but he thought that no matter what, even if he couldn't bring back the imperial consort, he could at least figure out Feng Yi's attitude so that the Emperor could make a decision. But he had never thought that Feng Yi would suddenly have another daughter. Originally, it had been a choice of one or two, but now there were suddenly many variables.
At this time, Feng Yi had personally brought Feng Wan 'er to the banquet and confirmed her identity with his own mouth. Was it to let his two daughters enter the palace and marry Huo Jinghe? Was it so that he could have benefits from both sides? But of the two daughters, who did he value more?
While he was deep in thought, Feng Yi brought Fang Mo and the others to sit in the hall. Liu Jingye clapped his hands lightly, and the singing and dancing started again. Suddenly, it became lively again.
As soon as Fang Mo sat down, he felt as if there was a thorn in his back. He turned his head to look to the left and saw a girl sitting next to him. She was also wearing a white veil and was staring straight at him. Her watery eyes were filled with resentment. When she saw him looking over, she snorted coldly and turned her face away in disdain.
On the other hand, the young man sitting next to her looked at Fang Mo with curiosity and a bit of intimacy.
Fang Wei said in a low voice, "Feng Ling 'er, Feng Tingxuan."
Fang Mo made an "oh" sound and turned back.
Other than Feng Wan 'er, Feng Yi had two other sons and a daughter.
His two sons were born of concubines. Feng Tingxuan was his eldest son and was now twenty-three years old. He also had a twenty-one year old Feng Tingyuan, who wasn't present today.
Among his children, only this eldest daughter, Feng Ling 'er, was born of the first wife and was seventeen years old. Fang Mo wore a veil to imitate the habits of the main wife, Feng Wan 'er. As for Miss Feng Ling' er, she wore a veil because of the rumor that "falling off a horse and injuring her face". Fang Mo was a bit curious. She didn't know if this Miss Feng was willing to spend some money to not enter the palace. She also didn't know if the injury on her face was real or fake.
Suddenly, he heard a voice as soft as a mosquito. It wasn't said for him to hear, but his five senses were sharp and his inner strength wasn't weak. The voice accidentally entered his ears. "Ling 'er, don't be angry. Her status is awkward. When we left, we didn't ask her to come with us. If Father didn't pick her up, could it be that she had to prove her identity to the door? The seating arrangement should have been arranged by Mother on purpose … Why are you competing with her now? Could it be that you really want to enter the palace and become a concubine? "
Fang Wei didn't look sideways and said in a low voice, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean. It was clearly this girl who took the initiative to have you block the disaster for her. Instead of being polite, her head is filled with jealousy … It's strange."
Obviously, he also heard Feng Tingxuan's words.
Fang Mo glanced at Feng Tingxuan. When one cultivated their inner strength to the third or second level, they could condense their voice into a line and transmit their voice secretly. Could it be that this Young Master Feng's martial arts hadn't even reached the third level? Did he know that there were at least ten people here who could hear him?
She casually replied, "This is the reaction of a normal person!"
If the daughter of the first wife met the illegitimate daughter who suddenly appeared and stole her father's illegitimate daughter, they would be as affectionate as twins when they met. Either there was something wrong with her head, or her mask was too thick … Any one of these reasons would give people goosebumps.
Fang Wei coldly snorted. "They were the ones who cried and shouted to pick you up, okay? She … Ugh! "
Fang Mo sensed that something was wrong with his voice and followed his gaze to the opposite side. She suddenly felt her scalp go numb. She saw a familiar beautiful girl in a yellow dress glaring at them angrily through the fluttering sleeves of her colorful dress. When she saw that they finally noticed her presence, she immediately made a gesture of stabbing their eyes and slitting their throats. She gritted her teeth and looked like she wanted to tear them into pieces.
Fang Mo and Fang Wei looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Enemies truly meet on a narrow road. They actually bumped into each other here! They didn't know who she was, but she was sitting in the Huo Clan's seat. Huo Jinghe's attitude towards her was also quite polite.
If they hadn't coincidentally bumped into each other at the restaurant last time, the two of them would have just pretended that nothing had happened and played dumb to fool her. However, they pretended to be stupid and were full of nonsense last time. Now that they met again here, how could she not have guessed that the people she met in the ruined temple that day were the two of them?
The worst thing was that when they met her, Feng Wan 'er was on her way to Yong City. If she had said anything, their identities would have been completely exposed.
The only thing they dared to hope for was that the incident at the ruined temple was too embarrassing. They could only hope that this girl was thin-skinned and covered up everything related to that incident. It would be best if she didn't mention a word to anyone she met.
Fang Wei whispered in Fang Mo's ear, "Why don't we just say that you were the one who went in … You're a girl anyway!"
Fang Mo saw that he was coming up with a bad idea again and said unhappily, "She saw you before!"
Otherwise, why would Huo Jinghe suspect them at the restaurant last time? Why would Fang Wei pretend to be a fool?
Even if that wasn't the case, could he pretend to be a woman for the rest of his life?
Fang Wei sighed and said, "What an unlucky year. Nothing good ever happens when we go out!"
But if they didn't come out, what could they use to delay Huo Jinghe so that he wouldn't be suspicious and try to seize Wan 'er from the Gu family?
Fortunately, although the girl in yellow looked fierce, she didn't have much malice. Fang Wei repeatedly made funny faces with the girl in between them, kowtowing and bowing. Finally, he succeeded in making her laugh. Thus, they arranged to meet in private for a while, and only then did they manage to appease this unruly girl.
Because of this scare, the two of them didn't have any intention of causing trouble. Their mood to appreciate the singing and dancing also decreased from five to one. Even Fang Mo, who was experiencing this kind of situation for the first time, began to lose interest.
Listening to the hypocritical and boring conversation around them and enjoying the ordinary singing and dancing, the bored Fang Mo began to drink.
He was wearing a veil, so eating was a bit inconvenient, but drinking was no problem. Thus, he drank cup after cup, as if he was drinking water — it didn't cost him any money anyway.
Fang Wei tried to stop him twice, but he couldn't. He thought that since this kid had never done anything wrong because of drinking, and he had never seen him really drunk before, he just let him be.
Then he thought that their goal this time was to make Huo Jinghe think that the two of them weren't injured, creating the illusion that Tang Ao's death last night was because of Feng Yi. Now that Fang Mo was drinking as if his life depended on it, as long as he acted a bit more spirited later, he would have achieved his goal, right?
He simply didn't care and bent over the table to eat.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Mo was drinking happily. His mind was floating, as if he was drunk but not drunk, as happy as a deity. Suddenly, Fang Wei gently nudged his arm, waking him up.
He composed himself and suddenly realized that the surroundings had become quiet at some point, and countless pairs of eyes were looking at him.
Seeing his dazed appearance, how could Fang Wei not know that this kid was either drunk or absent-minded? He reminded him in a low voice, "I'm asking you, how is Miss Xiangxiang's zither playing?"
Miss Xiangxiang's zither?
Fang Mo looked at the young girl sitting in front of the zither in the middle of the field and thought, So this is the Miss Xiangxiang that I've used as a guise several times. She is indeed the top hostess of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, as beautiful as a flower. As for the zither …
Fang Mo tried hard to remember, blinked, and said hesitantly, "It's alright?" He was a bit embarrassed. He had asked someone to play the zither, but she had come and played, but he had been distracted the entire time. He didn't even remember what she had played. It was a bit too much. So to express his apology, he generously gave a high evaluation.
Alright?
Miss Xiangxiang raised her head to look at him, then lowered her eyes indifferently, not expressing any reaction to his evaluation.
Everyone looked at each other. Alright? Could it be that this Second Miss Feng was actually an idiot?
Who present didn't know that although Miss Xiangxiang came from a brothel, her zither skills were rare in the entire Yong City, and even in the entire north? There were even many scholars from Jiangnan who came from afar just to listen to her play the zither. In the end, who didn't say "this trip was worth it" and leave satisfied?
This little girl, where did she get the confidence to say "not bad"?
But judging from her tone, she really didn't have much confidence in saying "alright".
Didn't they say that she liked zither skills? Didn't they say that she disguised herself as a man and went to a brothel at night to listen to Miss Xiangxiang play the zither? Didn't they say that arranging for Miss Xiangxiang to play the zither today was her request? Since she liked it, why didn't she know how to appreciate it at all? She couldn't even differentiate between good and bad?
And even if she didn't understand, couldn't she go with the flow and praise a few words? Could it be that this Second Miss was not only an idiot, but also a rash one?
Many people shook their heads and sighed. This Second Miss Feng's appearance couldn't be seen, but her temperament wasn't bad and her voice was pleasant. It was a pity that her first words were so embarrassing.
Those who were not presentable were indeed not presentable.
Feng Yi didn't have any reaction. He didn't know much about the zither. In his opinion, Miss Xiangxiang's zither skills were only "alright". He didn't know if it was because of his state of mind or emotional factors, but he always felt that her zither skills were inferior to the ones played by Feng Wan 'er's mother.
Madam Feng frowned slightly. She couldn't figure out what this little girl was thinking. She had seen her mother's talent before. As a mother, her daughter shouldn't be so vulgar. Moreover, according to the news from the other side, she should know how to play the zither … Did she know what she meant and deliberately showed her vulgar side in front of Liu Jingye so that she could cut off her thoughts?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel hatred in her heart. Sure enough, in Feng Yi's heart, that woman was still the most important. Even if they broke off contact in the end, the daughter she gave birth to was still different in his heart. If it weren't for him protecting her, she wouldn't have been able to use any means on this little girl.
Madam Feng smiled and was about to say something to ease the situation when she heard Feng Ling 'er chuckle and say, "I often hear people say that Little Sister Guan' er's zither skills are the best. Now that Miss Xiangxiang's zither skills are not to our ears, how about you play a song and let us broaden our horizons?"
Fang Mo glanced at her, picked up the wine cup in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp. His posture was very free and easy. Everyone thought that this Second Miss was going to overestimate herself and continue to embarrass herself, but they heard him leisurely say, "Nothing."
Feng Ling 'er was stunned for a moment before she sneered, "I heard Senior Servant Li say that on the way to Yong City, Little Sister Guan' er only carried a zither and often played it for fun along the way. It's clear that you love the zither and are good at it … Why are you so timid now that you're here? Could it be that Little Sister's love for the zither and good at it is just for show? "
Fang Mo faintly said, "Whether I love the zither or not, whether I'm good at it or not, what does that have to do with you? Even if I love the zither and am good at it, why should I play it for you? "
He could understand Feng Ling 'er's malice towards him, but that didn't mean he had to endure it.
Feng Ling 'er was stunned. Her face was covered, so her expression couldn't be seen, but her eyes showed that she was caught off guard. Since she was young, no one had ever spoken to her like this, and no one had ever embarrassed her like this. She gritted her teeth and said, "Little Sister Guan' er, what are you saying? Even if Elder Sister doesn't have the qualifications to listen to you play the zither, there are still Father and Mother here, as well as the second-ranked official Senior Liu and the young hero Young Fort Master Huo … Don't tell me they don't have the qualifications to listen to you play the zither?"
She brought out the few people with the highest statuses here, believing that even if they could not suppress this illegitimate daughter to obediently go up on stage to play the zither, she should at least lower her head and admit defeat. However, she did not expect that Fang Mo would act as if she did not hear her words at all. She raised her hand to pour herself a cup of wine and brought it to her lips, minding her own business as she slowly drank it. Not only did she leave Feng Ling 'er, she also left everyone here to dry.
Feng Ling 'er's expression stiffened. Just as she was about to speak again, Feng Tingxuan pressed down on her shoulder and shouted in a low voice, "Ling' er!" His voice carried a hint of warning.
Feng Ling 'er was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing what she had just done. No matter how hateful Feng Wan' er was, she was still her father's daughter. She had actually argued with her in front of so many people and even used outsiders to pressure her … No matter what the result was, the one who would lose the most face in the end wouldn't be Feng Wan 'er, nor would it be Feng Ling' er, but rather Feng Yi and Madame Feng.
Feng Ling 'er looked up uneasily and found that although Madame Feng still had a smile on her face, her expression had become extremely stiff. She was obviously angry, but Feng Yi's expression was still indifferent and she couldn't see any emotions.
In addition to her uneasiness, she was also a little disappointed. Her father seemed to always be like this. Whatever she wanted, as long as she asked for it, he would satisfy it. However, he was almost never happy because she did something right, nor was he angry because she did something wrong. It was as if no matter what she did, he didn't care at all.
She looked at the white-clothed girl sitting on the side drinking with her head lowered, her eyes filled with bitterness. Her father treated her and her two elder brothers like this, but it was different when it came to this "little sister" of hers.
He ordered the kitchen to make lotus pancakes for her. He brought snacks to the Gu Manor to see her. He angrily grabbed her from the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion and brought her home. He visited her room at night. He ordered Wenqing to bring people to protect her. He personally brought her to the banquet …
Feng Ling 'er closed her eyes, her fingernails deeply digging into her palms. Her father hadn't seen this little sister of hers for more than ten years, but as soon as they met, he gave her the things she had hoped for for more than ten years. His attention, his love, his consideration, and his reprimand, all of it …
How could she not be jealous, how could she not be angry!
However, Fang Mo didn't think that much. Ignoring Feng Ling 'er wasn't to embarrass anyone, but simply because she felt that it was better to drink a few more cups of wine than to waste time on this kind of meaningless bickering. Thus, she closed her mouth and began to drink.
In this kind of situation, there was never a lack of people who were good at smoothing things over. Thus, after the short moment of awkwardness caused by Fang Mo, the atmosphere quickly became lively again. Miss Xiangxiang played another song and received cheers from the audience. She smiled slightly and bowed towards the main seat. Only after glancing at Fang Mo again did she turn around and leave.
The dancers who had temporarily left were about to enter the stage again when Huo Jinghe suddenly stood up and cupped his hands towards Feng Yi. "Lord Feng."
Feng Yi looked at Huo Jinghe and nodded. "What advice does Young Fort Master have?"
Huo Jinghe said in a clear voice. "The world is not peaceful now. Who knows how many people outside have lost their homes. The people have no way of making a living. This little one really doesn't have the heart to watch these women sing and dance … In this little one's opinion, watching martial arts is better than watching dancing. Lord Feng's martial arts are outstanding, and there are many fierce generals under your command. Lord Liu's bodyguards are also extraordinary. When this little one came, this little one also brought a few good fighters from the Huo Clan Fort. Why don't we each send someone to test their skills and make friends through martial arts? Then this little one will be responsible for a little prize for the winner. What do you think? "
The world revered martial arts, and Huo Jinghe's proposal was extremely common at banquets. No one had ever rejected it. Naturally, Feng Yi and Liu Jingye did not say much. However, the winner of the prize was changed to Liu Jingye.
At this point in the banquet, Fang Wei and Fang Mo, who had been eating and drinking from beginning to end, finally perked up a little and began to seriously watch the others fight.
However, they were soon disappointed. In a few rounds in a row, the people who went on stage were merely third-level cultivators. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were already considered experts. However, in the eyes of Fang Wei and Fang Mo, they were completely insignificant.
Fang Wei's martial arts skills were honed through life and death battles. When he was a Rank-3, he was already able to kill a Rank-2. Now that he had officially advanced to Rank-2, his foresight and means had improved by leaps and bounds. These Rank-3 martial artists were naturally nothing to him.
Although Fang Mo had not fought many times, so far, he had already killed one first-level and two second-level cultivators. Naturally, these third-level cultivators were nothing in his eyes.
However, other stones could be used to polish jade. Although they were only third-level cultivators, they occasionally performed outstandingly. In any case, it was much more refreshing than the drowsy singing and dancing just now.
The three sides vividly displayed the words "make friends through martial arts". Not only were they very restrained in their choice of fighters, but the people who went on stage were also the same. It looked like they were going back and forth, and the fights were very lively. In fact, they were very measured in their attacks. After a few rounds, each side had their own wins and losses. There were also no incidents of accidental deaths or serious injuries. The scene was harmonious.
After a few rounds, Huo Jinghe stood up again and said with a smile, "Master Feng, this little one is also a martial artist. It's just that I am unfamiliar with martial arts. Today, I am excited to see the hunt and would like to overestimate myself and ask Master Feng to give me a few pointers. I wonder if this little one has the honor? "
Before Feng Yi could speak, Fang Wei had already stood up and laughed, "Why bother Master Feng with this kind of thing? If Fort Lord Huo wants to fight, why don't this little brother play with you?"
Although he did not know what Huo Jinghe's intention was, he did not care what he wanted to do. He just had to be naughty!
Huo Jinghe smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Gu's martial arts skills, this Huo has already experienced it many times. Between you and me, there seems to be no need to compete anymore, right?"
Hearing the three words "Young Master Gu" with emphasis, Fang Wei decided not to argue with him here. He shrugged his shoulders and sat down.
He only heard Huo Jinghe say again, "Master Feng, everyone knows that there are no more than fifty First Grade experts in the world. To be able to exchange blows with a First Grade expert to train oneself is something that we martial artists dream of … Master Feng, you won't think this little one is too greedy, right?"
At this point, if Feng Yi still refused, it would mean that he thought this Huo Jinghe was too greedy. He stood up and said lightly, "Since Young Fort Lord has the heart, I will accompany Young Fort Lord for a few moves."
Such a development made everyone look at each other. Originally, it was just a simple exchange of blows between the people below. How did it become the two most important people here, personally fighting?
And now, not only were these two people fighting, but they were also fighting quite brilliantly. The folding fan in Huo Jinghe's hand was constantly changing, sometimes open and sometimes close, fluttering like a butterfly. Not only was it pleasing to the eye, but its power was also not to be underestimated. Sometimes it was a point, sometimes it was a cut, sometimes it was a stab, sometimes it was a stab, sometimes it was a killing move.
"Damn," Fang Wei scolded in a low voice, "this little one didn't eat poison, did he? I can guarantee that he didn't know how to do this half a month ago … It's only been a few days and he's already improved to this extent. His cultivation has also reached Second Grade. Damn, he's even faster than me."
Fang Mo muttered, "It doesn't look like he's only been practicing for half a month."
Fang Wei said, "It's probably because he's been hiding it all this time! He really has nothing better to do. He's the only Young Fort Lord in the Huo Clan Fort, and no one is fighting for his position. Who is he hiding it for? "
Fang Mo propped up her head and didn't say anything. Fang Wei said again, "Why do you think he has to fight with Feng Yi? Could it be that he wants Feng Yi to see his ability with his own eyes and willingly marry his daughter to him? Ha, who do you think he'll propose to? "
"Who cares so much," Fang Mo turned his head to look at the field and said, "your way of fighting is somewhat similar to Feng Yi's. Watch how he fights and learn a few more moves, so that every time you meet a First Grade, you won't be beaten like a rabbit."
Fang Wei slapped his head in annoyance and said, "Last night Feng Yi said he wanted to exchange a few moves with me, but I actually rejected him in a fit of anger … what a loss!"
As he spoke, his voice gradually became softer and softer, and he began to seriously watch the two fight.
Huo Jinghe's moves were flexible, unpredictable, and often won by surprise. However, Feng Yi didn't care how he changed, and only used a pair of upright iron fists to fight against his opponent. Feng Yi had deliberately restrained his vital energy, and didn't use his internal energy to bully his opponent, but he still had the upper hand. Often, with an ordinary punch, Huo Jinghe's flower-like attacks would either collapse without a trace, or lose all their variations, making it difficult for him to continue.
Fang Wei slapped his leg and exclaimed, "This is a true First Grade. A casual strike can turn something rotten into something magical, using simplicity to break complexity. It's amazing."
Fang Mo didn't answer, and watched the battle without blinking. Her eyes were full of splendor. Sure enough, this trip wasn't in vain. Feng Yi's skills were much more interesting than Tang Ao's.
After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Feng Yi and Huo Jinghe separated as soon as they came into contact, each retreating. Huo Jinghe wiped the sweat from his head, and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Lord Feng, for your guidance."
Feng Yi was calm and composed, and didn't look like he had fought with anyone at all. He said lightly, "No need to be so polite, the younger generation will surpass us in time."
He turned and returned to his seat.
At this moment, the people below seemed to have awakened from a dream, and finally let out the breath they had been holding in their chests for a long time. Then, they let out a deafening cheer, and their hearts were filled with the satisfaction of a full meal.
This battle was really wonderful!
Feng Yi's martial arts were amazing, but Huo Jinghe's performance was even more amazing. Not only was his cultivation good, his folding fan was superb, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. It should be known that although Feng Yi had held back in this battle, and was far from using his full strength, if it weren't for Huo Jinghe's skills, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.
It was only at this moment that the people present realized that the Young Fort Lord of the Huo Clan, who was not known for his martial arts, not only had a noble status and outstanding talent, but his skills were also amazing. Among his peers, there was probably no one who could match him. To say that he was a young hero with a bright future was not an exaggeration at all.
Fang Wei reluctantly withdrew his gaze and sighed, saying, "My hands are itching to fight, I really want to find someone to fight to my heart's content!"
Fang Mo raised her chin and said, "Yes, Huo Xiu is opposite, go fight him!"
Fang Wei was immediately discouraged. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the skinny old man opposite him slowly stand up, looking like he was about to enter the arena. Fang Wei was shocked, saying, "No way, what is this old man doing? Don't tell me that your crow's beak was right? "
Huo Xiu coldly said, "My Huo Clan has never taken advantage of others. Since Lord Feng has generously taught Jinghe, this old man will not hide it. To return the favor, I wonder which young master of Lord Feng's would like to exchange a few moves with this old man? "
Fang Wei's eyes widened, saying, "Damn, a First Grade Expert, at the age of a grandfather, actually dares to challenge a junior. How shameless, how shameless!"
For a moment, the entire arena was silent. Everyone's eyes fell on the Feng Clan members. Everyone knew that although Feng Yi's children all practiced martial arts and were considered outstanding among their peers, compared to a genius like Huo Jinghe, they couldn't be mentioned in the same breath. If they really fought with a First Grade Expert, it was likely that they would be defeated in one move.
Deputy General Wen Qing's martial arts were not bad, he had already reached the Second Grade, but the problem was that his surname was not Feng.
The surroundings were silent, no one spoke. Feng Tingxuan laughed bitterly. This kind of thing, he couldn't let a girl like Feng Ling 'er do it, right? Forget it, forget it, it was just a loss of face … It was fine if it was just him losing face, but now even his father's face was lost.
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