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Chapter 143: Defeat Huang Zifeng Three Times (Part )

Cui Zhi stood by with his eyes wide open, pulling his beard with an expression of disbelief.

Huang Zifeng is Senior Brother Lu's favorite disciple. He has reached the fourth level of cultivation and all the skills he has practiced are quite good. How come he is no match for an unknown county escort chief in terms of fists and feet?
He looked at Xie Yuan with a strange expression.

Could this little escort leader Xie be a golden dragon in the shallow pond?
"His skills cannot be better than Zifeng's. His internal skills are probably just some crude skills he learned from some unknown source. Although his boxing skills are powerful, they are not necessarily better than Zifeng's palm skills. How could he achieve such an effect?
"He must have a natural physique. I just discovered that he has strong muscles and bones, and his blood is vigorous. Tsk, this little escort leader Xie may be born to be a martial artist. His strength is amazing, so his attacks are so powerful that even Zifeng can't resist him."

Cui Zhi couldn't figure out the origins of Xie Yuan's health-preserving skills and Bagua Mountain-shaking Fist, so he could only attribute the victory or defeat to Xie Yuan's own special abilities.

Although this is not wrong.

Cui Zhi's eyes flickered, and he felt a sense of admiration for talent. He was quietly thinking whether he should take Xie Yuan up the mountain.

Lin Cheng and Lin Zhen both opened their mouths slightly, looking stunned.

The brother and sister had originally looked a little strange, and now their expressions were exactly the same, which was quite funny.

The results of these two competitions are quite different from what they imagined?

The two naturally stood on Xie Yuan's side, and hoped that he would win; but reason told them that the gap between the head of Longteng Escort Agency and the elders and disciples of Yunshan Sword Sect was like an insurmountable chasm.

But this natural barrier seemed to have been flattened by Xie Yuan's few punches?

Lin Cheng looked at Xie Yuan with some excitement. If he hadn't thought about the possibility of calling Huang Zifeng Senior Brother in the future, he would have cheered loudly. But even so, he kept muttering in a low voice:
"As expected of you, you are Chief Xie Escort! As expected of you, you are Chief Xie Escort!"

Lin Zhen's eyes were full of excitement, and they were only on Xie Yuan, like autumn waves, with a faint blush on his cheeks.

Whether it was the stunning sight of him for the first time in the mourning hall, or the unexpected strength now, these were things Miss Lin had never experienced before. The back view then and now, combined, were engraved even more deeply in her heart.

Huang Zifeng stood up silently and dusted off his body.

Xie Yuan used 90% of his strength in this punch, and the remaining force did not penetrate his body, so it was not even a flesh wound, which was considered as showing mercy.

He looked at Xie Yuan, who looked calm and composed, with a serious expression, and bowed his hands, saying:
"Thank you, Escort, you are very powerful. I am not as good as you in terms of boxing and kicking skills."

Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows when he saw that he admitted defeat so straightforwardly; but when he saw that Huang Zifeng looked vaguely dissatisfied and had more to say, he smiled slightly and waited quietly.

Sure enough, Huang Zifeng continued:
"In this competition, I, Huang Zifeng, lost. As a disciple of the Yunshan Sword Sect, I stick to my word. Losing means losing. I take back what I just said to Xie Biaotou. Xie Biaotou is not an ordinary warrior. At least his boxing and kicking skills are outstanding among his peers.

“But boxing and kicking are not my forte. Although I am inferior in boxing and kicking, I still want to learn from you in other aspects.

"Thank you, Chief Escort. Can you fight me again? This time we don't need to hold back. We can each show off our unique skills and compete with all our strength. How do you think?"

Huang Zifeng pulled out the sword from behind him with his backhand. With a clang, a cold light flashed in the room, and the river waves seemed to stop for a moment.

Xie Yuan felt that the temperature of the air in the private room dropped a few degrees in an instant, and his expression became slightly solemn.

The sword of the Sword Sect disciple was extremely cold. The tip of the sword was faintly pointed at Xie Yuan, causing goose bumps to appear on his exposed skin.

If Huang Zifeng without his sword drawn was just an excellent sect disciple, with the sword in hand, he instantly became as powerful as a rainbow, sweeping away all the decadence and emitting a powerful aura.

The Lin siblings' expressions suddenly changed.

Since the Yunshan Sword Sect is a sword sect, naturally the sword is its forte. Only when Huang Zifeng draws his sword can he display his full strength.

Although Xie Yuan won two games in a row, what chances does he have of winning against Huang Zifeng who has truly exerted his full strength?
Lin Zhen couldn't help but speak, and a gentle voice rang out:
"Brother Huang, you just said that if I draw my sword, I will lose. Why are you going back on your words now?"

"Junior Sister Lin, I just said that I have already lost to Escort Xie in the competition. But as a swordsman, I can never admit defeat, so I come to challenge you with a sword. I hope that Escort Xie can show his strength and let me show my sword skills to the fullest."

Seeing that Lin Zhen was actually talking to him, Huang Zifeng perked up and raised his head to explain.

Huang Zifeng felt a little frustrated after losing two games, but after drawing his sword, his strong self-confidence returned to him.

He looked at Xie Yuan and made up his mind to avenge his previous humiliation in front of Junior Sister Lin and to prove his swordsmanship.

I just hope you can hold on a little longer so that I can fully display my profound and mysterious sword skills... Huang Zifeng's eyes flickered, and he had ulterior motives. He had already treated Xie Yuan as a tool again.

Lin Zhen bit her lip and looked at the high-spirited Huang Zifeng, her eyes full of anger; she turned her head to Xie Yuan, her expression quickly softened, and her small face was full of worry.

Cui Zhi coughed lightly and said:
"Xiao Xie, the sword has no eyes. You have to think it over carefully. If you don't want to fight, just admit defeat. Today is just a friendly fight, and we will stop when we reach the limit."

Although he had some admiration for Xie Yuan, he was after all a deacon of the Sword Sect. This Sword Sect disciple had lost two games in a row, which would have a bad reputation if it got out. So according to his idea, Xie Yuan should admit defeat, and everyone could get along and end the game in a draw, which would be the best of both worlds.

"I want to fight, why not?"

However, Xie Yuan did not let Cui Zhi fulfill his wish and said with a smile:

"It is worthwhile for me to learn the swordsmanship of the top disciple of Yunshan Sword Sect today."

Cui Zhi opened his mouth and asked, "Why doesn't this kid just climb down the ladder?"

If we must fight this battle, it will not look good if we lose. Zifeng's swordsmanship is sharp, and it will be ugly if he gets injured.

However, seeing Xie Yuan's eager expression, Cui Zhi shook his head and stood aside, just to cheer himself up. If there was any danger later and Zifeng was too young to control it, he would help Xie Yuan stop it.

When Huang Zifeng saw Xie Yuan agreed, a look of joy secretly appeared on his face.

Although he just lost, he did not think that he was inferior to Xie Yuan in strength. After all, fists and feet were only minor skills for him, and his real accomplishments were all in the sword in his hand.

With the careful instruction of his master and his invincible record in sword fights against opponents of the same level, Huang Zifeng regained his confidence with a sword in hand.

Even though he changed his mind and felt that Xie Yuan was indeed a good warrior, he still didn't think he could really compete with him.

The two of them stood in the center of the private room again, facing each other.

There were not many people watching the fight, only Cui Zhi and the Lin siblings, but no one was optimistic about Xie Yuan.

The confidence of the two Sword Sect members comes from Huang Zifeng's strength, and the judgment of the Lin family brothers and sisters comes from the reputation of Yunshan Sword Sect. "I don't know what level of weapons Xie Yuan is, but with Zifeng's swordsmanship, it probably won't exceed ten moves."

Cui Zhi mused in his mind that since he did not know Xie Yuan, he made a conservative estimate.

He never thought that Huang Zifeng would lose. Based on his understanding of him, such a judgment was reasonable.

But, he didn't understand Xie Yuan after all.

Xie Yuan saw Huang Zifeng holding a long sword, with a cold and arrogant face and extraordinary aura. He was indeed a talented swordsman from a big sect.

He slowly drew out his long sword and stared at Huang Zifeng, his momentum also rising.

Although Huang Zifeng was full of confidence, he no longer looked down on Xie Yuan.

Seeing his opponent slowly raising his knife, he also made a sword flower, shouted loudly, and thrust out with his long sword, like a dormant dragon emerging from the abyss, with the sound of the sword like a dragon's roar!
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his long sword to its highest point and chopped it down fiercely!

Wolf King Howls at the Moon!

It was as if a silver wolf suddenly swooped down from the background of the full moon on the top of the mountain and bit the earth.

This sword strike was already the highest level that Xie Yuan had achieved after perfecting his Wolf-Running Sword Technique.

The wolf coming down the mountain and the dragon going out to the sea collided with each other roaring and clashing with swords.

The Lin siblings held their breath, and even Cui Zhi opened his eyes wide, not blinking for a moment.

Ding--

Choking.

The swords collided, there was a loud clang, and then the weapons fell to the ground.

To their surprise.

Huang Zifeng's sword was chopped down to the ground cleanly and neatly.

The private room fell into complete silence for a moment.

Apart from the sound of everyone's breathing, the only sound was the waves outside the railing, wave after wave.

Xie Yuan turned his long sword, pointed it at Huang Zifeng who had empty hands, and then put away the sword.

Cui Zhi stood up suddenly, his eyes widened like bells, and his face was filled with shock that could be described as incompetent.

The Lin siblings looked at this scene with their mouths opened into the same circle, stunned.

Huang Zifeng stared at his hand in a daze, then looked at the sword that had fallen to the ground.

As a swordsman, how could his sword slip out of his hand?

He was completely unable to withstand the power of this move! It was only because Xie Yuan showed mercy that he did not cut him in half.

I was holding a sword, and I was defeated in one move?

Huang Zifeng was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt dizzy.

How can this be?

Three games in a row, all lost.

At the beginning, they could still fight back and forth, then he fell to the ground after three punches, and in the end, after he drew his sword, he lost with just one move.

The weapon was cut off in one move.

The more strength he showed, the faster he was defeated!

What is the strength of the opponent?
Huang Zifeng was in a state of dismay, his face pale. For a moment, he could not believe Xie Yuan's strength, and he also doubted whether he was not suitable for sword practice.

Unlike Huang Zifeng's pale face, Cui Zhi had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, looking up and down at Xie Yuan.

Naturally, his knowledge is much higher than Huang Zifeng's.

This sword move clearly showed the comprehension of the essence of the sword technique, and it was a level that can only be achieved when a sword technique has reached perfection!

How old is he and how long has he been practicing swordsmanship, yet he has already reached the level that others only dream of?
Cui Zhi had a complicated expression on his face. He looked at Xie Yuan holding the long sword nonchalantly, as if he was looking at a monster.

Won?

The two siblings of the Lin family only realized at this time that Chief Xie had won again?
Leader Xie’s strength is even better than that of a sword-wielding disciple of the Sword Sect!
The two of them were in disbelief, but their expressions were excited.

Lin Cheng even wondered if it would be better to thank the escort leader as his master? Lin Zhen's cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were rolling as she looked at the back of the figure that had already left a deep impression on her, and it seemed that she admired him even more.

Xie Yuan was thinking about Huang Zifeng's sword that was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and nodded secretly.

The power of that sword was very impressive, it was the strongest move he had ever seen from an opponent of the same level.

Faced with such sword skills, Xie Yuan did not dare to hold back, so he knocked the sword out of Huang Zifeng's hand.

Xie Yuan's Running Wolf Sword Technique was perfected, and coupled with his current level of cultivation, that sword strike was second only to the power of the Three Axes.

The opponent was quite strong, but it was too short and he didn't get to enjoy himself, otherwise he could have had more training.

Just as he was thinking this, Cui Zhi suddenly came over, put his face close to him, and looked at him with a sharp gaze:
"Thank you, Escort Captain. Are you interested in swordsmanship?"

(End of this chapter)