Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

Chapter 120 The Number One in Jiangnan

Abi and Azhu are our own people, so we can do whatever we want in Canhe Village, but...

They said they had something to discuss, but their ages didn't seem to match at all.

Our young master is currently entertaining guests.

Mu Feng was unsure and didn't want the young master to be disturbed by strangers.

Although Abi and Azhu were young, their status was different from that of ordinary servants.

As the young master's personal maid, she couldn't be completely disrespected.

Besides, I quite like the two clever little girls.

"Alright, alright, you two little girls, stop shaking this old man! His bones are going to fall apart!"

He was also a master swordsman, and upon seeing Gao Yuan carrying a sword, he began to plot against him.

Since he dares to call himself Mr. Kang's grandmaster, how could he not be capable?

"By the way, is Young Master Gao also an expert in swordsmanship?"

After Mu Feng finished speaking, he saw that the young man was composed and his eyes were deep and profound. Abi, who was next to the young man, then chimed in, "Grandmaster's swordsmanship is unparalleled in Jiangnan. It's... well! Even the senior masters in Hangzhou admire it greatly!"

Abi originally wanted to say that even her master was no match for her grandmaster in a single move.

But then I thought, it might embarrass my master.

He immediately changed his mind.

Anyway, my master isn't the only senior master in Hangzhou!

A unique wonder of Jiangnan?

The four words exploded in Mu Feng's ears, and his expression immediately turned ugly.

Thinking back to when I started learning martial arts at seven and swordsmanship at nine, I roamed the world with a long sword.

Over the decades, he has killed many madmen and bullies, earning a small reputation, but he dares not claim to be the best in Jiangnan.

Gongye Qian and Feng Bo'e only dared to call themselves the Second Master of Jiangnan and the One-Wind of Jiangnan.

How dare a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy be so arrogant and shameless as to call himself the best in Jiangnan in front of a little girl?

If we're really going to compete for first place, only Young Master dares to vie for it.

What a vain person!

Mu Feng's expression darkened, and his tone became unfriendly: "May I ask your esteemed name?"

He wanted to see if the boy dared to accept the challenge.

"lofty."

Gao Yuan was starting to get annoyed by his constant questions, so he only gave his name, which showed his youthful arrogance.

Mu Feng reached behind him and immediately grasped a long sword in his hand.

"Young Master Gao, if you can withstand three of my moves, this old man will believe you and report to you immediately."

"Oh dear, Grandpa Mu, how could you..."

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Azhu had a good impression of the boy, and being an elder in Abi's sect, she wanted to help Mufeng out of his predicament.

Grandpa Mu's sword, once drawn, will surely draw blood!

Abi, however, seemed unconcerned. She took two steps forward and pulled her friend away from the open space in front of the door.

"please!"

The boy suddenly spoke, retreated four or five feet towards the vermilion gate, and then smiled as he extended a single palm toward him.

This posture actually allowed him to make the first move.

Since being rescued by Murong Bo and entering the Canhe Manor for many years, Mu Feng has long lost his former fierce and valiant nature.

But at this moment, a surge of anger also arose.

"Abi, are you really alright?"

A'Zhu knew that Mu Feng was truly enraged; the young man had helped the boat move earlier, so his internal strength was naturally not weak.

However, martial arts competitions are not solely based on internal strength.

Techniques and experience in fighting opponents are also key to victory or defeat.

Azhu didn't realize that a young man could be more experienced than an old man who had lived to be fifty or sixty.

Moreover.

Grandpa Mu's martial arts skills are the best in the village, except for Brother Feng and his three companions.

The reason he's willing to guard the goal is simply because of his personality!

In the past, he had dealt with many short-sighted martial arts practitioners who came to visit his manor.

"It's alright! It's alright! Ah Zhu, do you also think, like Grandpa Mu, that Ah Bi wasn't telling the truth?"

Abi looked displeased: "I told you all, our grandmaster is very strong, but you didn't believe me. Humph! How could Abi lie?"

"How about we make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?"

"If Grandmaster wins, you will call Abi 'elder sister'."

"If you lose, A-Zhu can act all high and mighty like an older sister, and A-Bi will do whatever you want."

Azhu wasn't fooled: "No way! An older sister is an older sister. Who's going to teach someone who's two decades older than you? It's a fact, why gamble? Abi is just too young, there's nothing we can do about it."

"Alright, alright, stop talking, they're about to start."

Upon hearing this, Abi also turned her head to look ahead.

They stood facing each other in the lake breeze before the vermilion gate.

"bass!"

Mu Feng drew his sword from behind, creating two afterimages, and the silver on the sword was dazzling!

As the sword light appeared in its third layer of afterimage during the execution...

Mu Feng pushed off with his feet, the tip of his sword pointing forward. He spun around in the air like a top, creating a series of sword cries, his sword aura extremely terrifying.

It is precisely the style of using one's own body as a sword, and the immortal pointing the way!

The moment the sword was drawn, the blade had already disappeared from the two little girls' sight.

All that could be seen were three indistinct silver arcs pulsating, which startled Azhu so much that she quickly covered her mouth.

Grandpa Mu's move was a killer move; he seemed genuinely angry!

With just one move, Mu Feng was determined to win!

however.

The boy did not draw his sword and make a move as expected.

Without moving his body, just as Mu Feng's three sword arcs were two inches away from him, he struck first, his right palm suddenly shooting out.

Amidst the dazzling sword light and phantom image.

The boy pointed his sword to his right hand, as if he had seen through all illusions, and accurately caught the real sword tip hidden in the phantom!

The tip of the wooden sword was forcibly controlled, and the enormous inertia still caused the body to spin three or four times in the air.

As it twisted, the entire silver sword contorted like a pretzel.

As he landed, he slapped his palm against the ground, using the force to generate a counter-force that supported his body and twisted him three times.

The twisted sword straightened again.

but.

Before he could react.

"Ding!"

Gao Yuan flicked his finger, and his inner energy surged straight up along the tip of the sword!

As soon as Mu Feng regained his footing, he felt a vast and ethereal force coming towards him. His internal energy collided, and the two forces of internal energy exploded.

"Buzzing!"

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through his palm as he gripped the sword hilt, and he abruptly pulled his hand away.

Looking back, all that could be seen was a flash of sword light.

The boy actually pinched the tip of the sword with three fingers, the hilt rested on his shoulder, extended seven or eight inches behind, and the blade rested horizontally on his neck.

With just a little force, I could sever the blood vessel in his right neck.

Gao Yuan sheathed his sword and gazed at him silently.

Mu Feng was covered in cold sweat, stunned and speechless, his face no longer showing any anger.

He hurriedly took the sword hilt from the young man and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you for sparing my life, young master."

Azhu, who was on the side, was also startled.

Grandpa Mu actually...

Defeated with a single sword strike!

Seeing Abi's smug look, he thought to himself that the little girl seemed a bit different this time around.

Obviously a bit...

It means to turn one's elbow to the outside!

Gao Yuan smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "You flatter me."

Mu Feng smiled wryly. It was supposed to be a sword fight, but the other person didn't even draw his sword once. Moreover, the opponent only made his move after he had already drawn his sword.

They lost in terms of technique, and they were also utterly defeated in the contest of internal strength.

Mu Feng understood this perfectly well, as if it were a mirror.

The difference between the two in martial arts was as vast as a chasm!

At this moment, recalling what Abi had just said, "The young man's swordsmanship is the best in Jiangnan."

He didn't draw his sword, but his fists and palms were already so skillful, so his swordsmanship was undoubtedly superb.

At this moment, Mu Feng was comparing the young man to his own young master.

Both of them were exceptionally talented young men.

Mu Feng dared not argue about age anymore, and his tone of voice immediately changed completely.

"Young Master Gao, please wait a moment. This old man will go in and inform my young master."

Thank you.

Gao Yuan responded with a word, and then Mu Feng hurriedly ran towards the manor.

He couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Grandmaster didn't embarrass little Abi, did he?"

Abi's bright eyes were full of admiration as she nodded vigorously.

Azhu admired him greatly, but unlike Abi, who had been brainwashed for days by Gao Yuan's good looks and the glory of their sect.

His heart was filled with worry about the young man's arrival at the Murong family.

But then again, Master Kang, Abi's master, has always been on good terms with the Murong family.

Seeing that the young man didn't seem to be there to cause trouble, the young master finally felt relieved. If only he could befriend such a young man.

They should be happy!

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