Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 228 The Star-Shifting Upgrade Method

Many people witnessed Murong Fu being chased and beaten by Xuan Ku earlier, and only after hearing his words did they realize that Murong Fu had deliberately let him win.

Xuan Gou had just fought Gongye Qian and was standing by the side. He knew all too well that Murong Fu was just spouting nonsense. He immediately turned pale and was about to expose him: "Benefactor Murong says he doesn't want to harm the monks of this temple. Isn't that just trying to make himself look good? If you had such intentions, why would you have come to make things difficult for this temple with these demons?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said proudly, "My brother Mingzhe's martial arts are astonishing, and his Great Wheel Ming King skill is unparalleled. Even Young Master Duan and Brother Xiao Feng are not ordinary people. With them, it is enough to deal with your Shaolin Temple. I am here only to give them a little nudge and get rid of these beggars from the Beggar Clan who are willing to be lackeys of Western Xia."

At this time, more and more martial arts practitioners arrived, filling almost the entire east and west walls of Shaolin Temple. Many more people poured in through the broken mountain gate. Everyone was greatly surprised when they heard Murong Fu's words.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "This is incredible! No wonder the Beggars' Sect is sending out invitations to heroes everywhere. It turns out that Murong Fu of the South and Qiao Feng of the North have joined forces!"

Someone else corrected him, saying, "You arrived late and didn't understand. Qiao Feng of the North has now changed his name to Xiao Feng, the Khitan savage. He has invited his two sworn brothers, along with the Great Wheel King of Tibet, to join forces against the Shaolin Temple to avenge his mother's death. As for Murong of the South, he is even more formidable, as he intends to take on the Beggars' Clan single-handedly!"

For most people in the martial arts world, the Beggars' Sect and the Shaolin Temple are both top-tier sects with numerous masters. In particular, the Beggars' Sect has hundreds of thousands of disciples spread throughout the north and south, making it far more powerful than the Shaolin Temple, which only has a few thousand members.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu have always been equally famous, both leading figures among the younger generation of martial arts practitioners. Who is more skilled is a hot topic of discussion in the martial arts world, with each having a group of fans who argue endlessly. Now, one has to call on his friends to deal with Shaolin, while the other can deal with the Beggars' Sect alone. It is clear that the difference in their abilities is obvious!
The whispers among the crowd were overheard by everyone present. Xiao Yuanshan chuckled softly, "This kid is quite clever."

Xiao Feng was broad-minded. In the past, he would fight for some empty fame for the sake of the Beggars' Sect's reputation. Now that he was free from official duties, he didn't care about other people's opinions at all. He just smiled and said, "Father, Young Master Murong and I are friends who understand each other. His willingness to help shows his loyalty. Let alone anything else?"

He then sighed, "It's a pity that the Beggars' Sect has accumulated its reputation over generations, and I'm afraid it will all be destroyed today."

Xiao Yuanshan glared at him and said, "None of your business! Don't you dare be sentimental. We Khitans believe in repaying evil with justice. If you're all sentimental, everyone will look down on you. Humph, weren't you good to them when you were the leader? But this beggar sold you out in the blink of an eye. If you're sentimental now, wouldn't you be a fool? But as for this young friend Murong's martial arts, I wonder if he can handle the Beggar Clan."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mingzhe leaned closer and whispered, "Uncle, don't worry. This Brother Murong's martial arts are a bit broad but not deep. If he were to face a top-tier master, he would lack a truly powerful and signature technique. But against ordinary masters, he would fight much more impressively than we have!"

By this time, the Beggars' Sect members had already started making a fuss. These beggars and Elder Xu were of the same mind. Although the later people did not see Murong Fu fight Xuan Ku, they saw it clearly and were convinced that Murong Fu was a step below the Xuan generation of high monks.

As for Elder Xu, his martial arts skills were not particularly high, and he was also old. In addition, he underestimated his opponent and his previous injuries had not yet healed. What does it mean that he was killed instantly?
Lu Zhang shouted sternly, "Good, good! Murong Fu, you not only openly murdered our sect's Supreme Elder, but you also dare to speak rudely and provoke our sect. Today, all the heroes of the world are here. Let's see if it is you, Murong, who has challenged the Beggars' Sect, or if the Beggars' Sect will destroy your Murong clan! Everyone, attack!"

At his shout, the disciples who had already formed a dog-beating formation sprang into action, chanting lotus flower ballads as they surrounded the center.

Jiang Mingzhe called out, "Brother Murong, what do you mean?"

Murong Fu said proudly, "My brother and I have traveled a long way to uphold justice in the martial world. My brother just broke the Arhat Formation. Now, let's see how I break this Dog-Beating Formation!"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "Alright! Then we'll support you, brother."

He immediately led Xiao Feng, Duan Yu, and the others to retreat to the side, and even Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian followed suit. Jiang Mingzhe then tugged at Xiao Feng and whispered, "Later... do it this way!"

Xiao Feng looked surprised and nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, only Murong Fu was in the room, standing proudly with his hands behind his back. Compared to the beggars who were slowly approaching from all sides, he appeared even more noble and imposing, like a phoenix on a parasol tree.

Upon seeing this, all the heroes couldn't help but secretly admire him.

Bai Shijing hated these wealthy young masters the most, and shouted first, "Kill them!"

The beggars cried out from all directions, "Master and Madam, please have mercy!" Various weapons were thrust at them from all sides. A glint flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and he roared, "The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon!"

Without even drawing his sword, he flicked his fingers and casually caused the weapons to turn, some tangling together, others slashing at his own members of the Beggars' Sect. Then, he leaped up and unleashed a series of kicks, instantly knocking over a group of them.

Lu Zhang quickly gave orders: "Brothers on the east side, eat your fill! Brothers on the west side, you have no clothes!"

Murong Fu didn't bother to care what he meant. He grabbed a knife and charged straight at one of them. With his left hand, he deflected and parried, causing all the beggars' weapons and fists to lose their direction. With his right hand, he slashed out with a whooshing sound, unleashing more than twenty slashes in succession, changing seventeen different knife techniques and interspersed with seven different leg techniques.

The assembled heroes had never witnessed such a magnificent and dazzling battle, and they couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

The Beggars' Sect members who came today were at least five-bag disciples, figures who could make a name for themselves in the martial arts world. They had set up a battle formation to meet the enemy, but who knew they would be so easily defeated by Murong Fu.

Xiao Yuanshan watched intently and exclaimed, "Everyone has the technique of using an opponent's force against them, so it's not surprising. But Murong's technique of using an opponent's force against them is truly ingenious. It's just a pity that Murong doesn't seem to have mastered it yet. He can only deflect the force but not deflect it. If he were to fight someone with higher martial arts skills than him, this technique would be of little use."

Having said that, he patted Deng Baichuan on the shoulder and said, "Your young master came to help my son. Regardless of his intentions, I, Xiao, must acknowledge this favor. Please pass on a message to him for me—"

His expression turned solemn, and he said, word by word, "The way of martial arts is to clearly distinguish between primary and secondary points. You must keep these four words in mind. As for his unique skill, his initial intention in learning other martial arts was to understand the power generation and techniques of various martial arts so that he could better use this unique skill when facing an enemy, rather than actually learning dozens of knife techniques, sword techniques, and fist techniques."

"It's like when a scholar says he should read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. But traveling ten thousand miles is to help him better understand the ten thousand books in his mind, not just to walk around with his feet. There's a lot to it about prioritizing these things!"

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian were both experts who usually accompanied Murong Fu in martial arts training. In fact, they vaguely felt that he seemed to have gone astray.

Firstly, there was a difference between master and servant, and they dared not ask too many questions about the Murong family's most secret techniques. Secondly, their insight and knowledge were not as good as Xiao Yuanshan's, so even if they spoke, they could not explain things clearly.

Upon hearing Xiao Yuanshan's words, it was as if a sudden enlightenment had struck him, and he immediately understood.

The two men exchanged a glance, both overjoyed, and bowed deeply, saying, "Mr. Xiao's words are invaluable. On behalf of the Murong family, we thank you for your great kindness!"

Jiang Mingzhe listened from the side and felt that he had gained a lot. He thought to himself, "Isn't this the same principle as the Dugu Nine Swords?"

The Nine Swords of Dugu can break through all martial arts moves. It is Dugu Qiubai's analysis of various martial arts moves and his development of countermeasures for each type of attack.

When Murong Longcheng created the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" technique, he didn't expect to take this step directly. Instead, he took the opportunity to establish the "Huan Shi Shui Ge" (Returning the Body) Pavilion to collect martial arts techniques from all over the world. His intention was for future generations to understand various martial arts techniques, so that they could know themselves and their opponents. If someone made a move, Murong could immediately use "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" to counterattack and return the attack in its original form. This is the true meaning of "returning the body to the opponent".

Instead of being foolish like Murong Bo and Murong Fu, who mastered others' moves to the point of being more proficient than their own, and then used those moves to kill others.

"Idiots, idiots!" Jiang Mingzhe cursed inwardly, thinking that the Murong family must have chosen the wrong ancestral graves, as they had produced two generations of idiots in a row. No wonder they were no match for anyone.

Just as they were pondering this, the situation on the field changed again. Seeing Murong Fu thriving in the formation, Lü Zhang and Bai Shijing were both angry and ashamed. They withdrew the formation and led the three elders, Song, Xi, and Chen, to attack him.

These martial arts skills of the three elders are comparable to those of Feng Bo'e and Bao Butong, and their ability to pass on skills and enforce the law is on par with that of Gongye Qian. Murong Fu naturally has nothing to fear.

Moreover, these people practiced martial arts with a prestigious background. Even if Murong Fu hadn't learned them, he had seen them. With a loud laugh, he used his sword to attack the five people, forcing them to fight each other individually. This perfectly demonstrated the speed of Murong's swordsmanship!
(End of this chapter)