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Chapter 82 Fierce Battle with Qiao Feng, Full Power Unleashed

Lu Ming patted Yue Lingshan's hand, also feeling puzzled, and stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting, "My name is Lu Ming, am I Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

That aura, that look—all that's missing is a stereo system slung over his shoulder.

Qiao Feng's aura was profound and powerful, definitely not like someone who had only cultivated the basic Shaolin internal energy cultivation method. Even if someone practiced ordinary internal energy cultivation methods for a lifetime, they would at most reach the level of ten Lu Dayous.

Lu Dayou: Young Master, you flatter me.

"That's me. May I ask, Young Hero Lu, did you poison the Shaolin monk Wuhua?"

Wu Hua? This bastard actually dares to play dirty tricks again? Last time it was Qingyi Tower, and this time he invited Qiao Feng. What a bastard! I'll definitely beat him to death next time I see him!

Half-Japanese, yet he doesn't behave himself and instead stirs up trouble in the underworld. What else is he but a bastard?

Those skilled in medicine often understand toxicology; it is common knowledge that medicine and toxicology are inseparable.

Lu Ming sized Qiao Feng up and down. This man's martial arts were indeed superb, but his mind wasn't very sharp: "Chief Qiao, I don't need to use poison to kill. Besides, didn't Wu Hua tell you that he and the Qingyi Tower assassins chased after me and Yaoyue from Yihua Palace?"

"To be a monk yet covet the beauty of others and frequent brothels is truly despicable. Do you know about the Japanese swordsman Tenfeng Shijiro who challenged the major sects in the Central Plains twenty years ago? Wuhua is his son, and your Beggar Clan's leader, Ren Ci, has adopted Nangong Ling, who is also a Japanese bastard. They went into hiding with the intention of replacing Shaolin and the Beggar Clan and becoming the vanguard of Japan's invasion of the Central Plains."

"You come to ask me? I should be asking you! Coming to interrogate me without even knowing the facts, is this how the Beggars' Sect operates? You think you can be fooled by some Japanese bastard? You should really go back to Shaowei Temple and ask your father, Xiao Yuanshan, who secretly learned the Seventy-Three Ultimate Techniques in the Sutra Pavilion and is now seriously ill, if you haven't disgraced him!"

"Oh, right, your family has a blood feud with many people. Your mother died in an attack by the leader of the Shaolin sect. She did something wrong but dared not admit it, haha! What a tragic couple. No need to guess, Wuhua or your father will both target your master and then frame me, right? Haha!"

Wow!

This is incredible! Absolutely incredible!

Originally, I just came to attend Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony and get some free food and drinks, but I never expected to hear such a shocking piece of gossip!

Without a doubt, it won't be long before these juicy stories spread, causing a huge uproar throughout the martial arts world.

Qiao Feng, who had been furious just moments before, was now filled with suspicion and uncertainty. His head was buzzing, and he no longer had any intention of questioning anyone.

Her gaze towards Lu Ming shifted to one of guilt, surprise, and a hint of suspicion: "How do you know so many secrets? Who knows if you're making it all up!"

Yes, who can truly know the truth?

Lu Ming glanced at him disdainfully and beckoned to him with his finger: "Just ask Murong of the South and Qiao Feng of the North, if they don't fight today, they'll be doing themselves a disservice. Do you want to know the truth?"

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Everyone strained their ears, eager to know the truth.

Qiao Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "If I, Qiao, defeat you, will you tell me the truth?"

"Just kidding, I wasn't going to tell you. Make your move, let me see the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"

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Anyone would curse. What I hate most is when someone says something halfway through, like you've already taken your pants off and then tell me you're done talking?

A seemingly ordinary palm strike was delivered, yet it was none other than the Huashan Hunyuan Palm.

Qiao Feng raised his hand and countered with Taizu Long Fist, a style of boxing practiced by soldiers, which was unremarkable in the martial arts world.

But when he unleashed it, it possessed a majestic and imposing aura, as if a golden spear and iron horse were charging into battle.

what!

Upon contact, two forces, one from the front and one from the back, struck almost simultaneously. The internal force was used to counteract the impact, but the person inevitably took a small step back.

Yue Buqun's left hand, which had been stroking his beard, suddenly tightened, almost tearing the beard off. To the untrained eye, it was a spectacle; to the expert, it was a clear case of being repelled, not a mere maneuver.

Lu Ming did not draw his sword, but instead used the Hunyuan Palm technique against his opponent. The palm technique itself was not particularly exquisite. However, in his hands, it appeared unfathomable. Every lift and strike conveyed a profound meaning.

"Excellent, such powerful internal energy! Young Master Lu, please take another move from me!"

Qiao Feng abandoned his initial contempt, his fighting spirit surging, and his inner strength flowing continuously. After unleashing a punch that shook mountains and rivers, he followed up with Lotus Fall, aiming straight for his right shoulder.

The two fought faster and faster, and with a gust of wind, nearby guests were thrown away, collapsing to the ground coughing up blood. The blue brick floor cracked inch by inch, and after being used against them repeatedly, it was reduced to dust!

"Everyone, stand back!"

The crowd retreated again and again, leaving only the sect leaders and elite disciples standing in the courtyard to watch the battle from the sidelines.

At first glance, Zuo Lengchan appeared extremely serious, but upon closer inspection, he realized he was struggling to keep up. He had initially thought Lu Ming's martial arts were enough to hold his own, but now it seemed that if the opponent went all out, he too could easily be killed on the spot!

Fei Bin felt his scalp tingle. Fortunately, he did not clash with Lu Ming. Otherwise, if that palm strike had come down, he would probably have died on the spot!

The two fought for a quarter of an hour, both growing stronger with each blow, their strength gradually increasing. The pavilion in the courtyard had been destroyed, and several large holes had been punched through the wall of the main hall.

Lu Ming had the Zixia Divine Skill after its fusion as a foundation, while Qiao Feng had the unique talent of the Yi Jin Jing, becoming stronger with each battle. For a time, the two were evenly matched and it was difficult to determine a winner.

Each took a small step back, and Qiao Feng drew a circle with both hands to form a shield. One could vaguely see golden true energy forming a giant dragon that coiled around.

Yue Buqun and the others stared wide-eyed. Was this the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?

They had never left the southern border of Sichuan their entire lives. Many rumors about them circulated from other places, but in the end, they only knew their names and never saw them. It was the Dragon Guard Manor that recruited him, which gave him the idea to go out and spread the reputation of the Huashan Sect.

It is said that there are also Huashan Sect members outside, who only learn hidden weapons and fist techniques. They have truly tarnished the name of Huashan Sect and must be severely punished!

All of this will have to wait until he becomes the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance; this is his obsession.

Lu Ming stopped using the Hunyuan Palm and instead stomped on the floor tiles, shattering them into fragments and kicking them out with the Tianyun Five-Flower Cotton Technique.

A beautiful woman in black, leaning against the wall on a distant pavilion, exuded a languid and alluring charm. Her beautiful eyes, hidden beneath a bamboo hat, lit up when she saw the familiar technique of throwing hidden weapons.

This technique is definitely correct; it's the signature move she wrote in "The Precious Mirror of Pitying Flowers," and this young man has actually learned it!

She never imagined that her opponent could surpass her master, even casually kicking out a move that could unleash the Heavenly Cloud Five-Flower Cotton!

He glanced at Lin Shiyin without leaving a trace. Was this given to Lu Ming by her or by Li Xunhuan?

Qiao Feng unleashed a Double Dragons Emerging from the Sea attack, striking the stone projectile with lightning speed. The projectile should have shattered into dust before hurtling towards Lu Ming.

However, the two golden dragons were shattered one after the other, and the stones contained internal energy that was no less than his own.

Forty years of refined internal energy is no joke; in terms of purity, even the Three Elders of the Carefree Sect cannot compare to him.

He stepped on the ground, using the momentum to leap over, and threw a punch.

Qiao Feng hurriedly raised his hand to use the "Dragon Appears in the Field" defensive technique, having already perfectly patched up any openings with his mastery of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Lu Ming could feel the opening flash by, and their fists collided.

hum!

An invisible sonic wave swept through, causing even the elite disciples to cough up blood and fall unconscious. Their internal strength was simply insufficient to withstand the sonic attack.

Yue Buqun disregarded Ning Zhongze and hurriedly activated his Zixia Divine Skill to resist the sound waves. He glanced over and saw that his daughter, Yue Lingshan, had placed her hand on his wife's shoulder and was also using her internal energy to resist the sound waves.

He was even more shocked. When did his daughter develop such profound internal strength?

That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!

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