Chapter 55

The true trump card?

When Zhao Linlong said this, several geniuses of the Zhao clan were somewhat surprised.

Zhao Feng could only think of the third floor of the family's Xuanwu Pavilion.

On that day, he had personally witnessed Zhao Linlong stepping onto the third floor.

However, during this summit, the strongest martial art Zhao Linlong used was still the top-level finger technique, "Cloud Shuttle Finger."

If there really was a trump card, why didn't he use it?

A smile crept onto the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth.

There was only one reason: Zhao Linlong had not yet fully comprehended or digested his "gain" from the third floor of the Xuanwu Pavilion.

Under the shade of a large tree.

Two dark silver figures watched the opening and closing of the entire genius summit.

"Remember, the Xin family and the Zhao family each have an outstanding genius. Report this to our master..."

One of the dark silver figures said.

Whoosh!

The two dark silver figures merged into the night in a flash.

"What people!"

Just as they had moved a few hundred meters, a powerful voice came from ahead.

Thud!

An old man in a gray robe leaped down from a cliff tree, his eyes flashing like torches, staring at these uninvited guests.

"Ha ha, to actually encounter a Seventh Rank Martial Dao Master. Seventeenth Guard, I'll leave you to deal with this."

One of the dark silver figures laughed lightly and disappeared.

"Who are you, daring to intrude on the Xin family's territory!"

The old man in the gray robe's eyes were fierce as he struck out with a palm.

Whoosh!

A golden palm force, like an invisible air palm, tore through the night sky, resonating like thunder.

Under that terrifying internal force, the surrounding trees and rocks peeled away layer by layer, the momentum was terrifying.

Martial Dao internal force, capable of injuring from a distance!

This was clearly the level of a "Qi Breaking Stage" Martial Dao Master.

The power of that palm could kill a Fourth Rank martial artist from a distance.

"Trivial skills!"

The remaining dark silver figure raised a hand and pointed a finger.

Swoosh!

A sharp, dark green finger force, like a spear of light, tore through several meters of space, shattering the old man's palm force.

In the next moment.

The two figures' shadows flashed and clashed, their speed exceeding the reaction limits of ordinary martial artists.

Boom!

A pit several meters in diameter was left on the spot, and a powerful shockwave swept over a dozen meters, the momentum was terrifying.

The power of their clash was comparable to that of high-level beasts in the Transcendent Cloud Sky Forest.

Ah!

The old man in the gray robe spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and growled, "Who are you, unafraid of the Qiu family's pursuit?"

The Qiu family, after all, was one of the three major families in Yuyang City, with influence spanning a thousand miles.

In Yuyang City, the three major families were formidable forces.

"Qiu family? My master can destroy your tiny clan with a single thought."

The dark silver figure sneered and merged into the night.

"Who are those two? Judging by their attire, it's not good! Could they be the legendary 'Guangjun Guards'...?"

The old man in the gray robe drew a sharp breath.

Guangjun Guards!

These three words sent a chill down the heart of a Seventh Rank Martial Dao Master.

Yuyang City, in Xiangyun Kingdom, was just a small city.

The Qiu family was one of the forces in this small city.

However, above Yuyang City, there was a vast "County City."

The level of "County City" was above ordinary small cities, overseeing many small cities.

The county city to which Yuyang City belonged was called "Guangling County City," overseeing twelve small cities.

The Guangjun Guards were the elite guards of the highest ruler of Guangling County.

For a long time, the Guangjun Guards were only known through rumors, unknown to outsiders.

It was said that there were eighteen Guangjun Guards, each at least a Martial Dao Master.

"The Guangjun Guards came to Yuyang City and even watched the genius summit. What is their purpose? Could they represent the will of 'that person'?"

The old man in the gray robe was shocked and puzzled.

He knew that the vast force behind the Guangjun Guards could destroy the Qiu family as easily as crushing an ant.

...

The summit concluded.

Young talents from all over Yuyang City left in groups of three or five.

Seven people from the Zhao clan silently walked down the mountain.

On the way, Zhao Linlong's face was gloomy, harboring anger, and the others dared not offend him.

Zhao Feng's thoughts, however, drifted to another place in the darkness.

With his left eye, he could see a shocking battle several miles away.

It was precisely the confrontation between the Guangjun Guards and an elder of the Qiu family.

The power of the Martial Dao Masters' clash made Zhao Feng tremble.

The elder of the Xin family had reached the Seventh Rank of Martial Dao, and with a single strike, his Martial Dao internal force burst out like thunder, injuring from a distance, shattering gold and breaking iron.

Such power could kill ten or a hundred martial disciples in an instant.

Even ordinary martial artists were as fragile as infants.

"This is the power of a Martial Dao Master? Seventh Rank is so strong, let alone Eighth Rank, Ninth Rank, the peak Ninth Rank Great Martial Master, and the Saint Realm Grandmaster..."

Zhao Feng was both shocked and awed, and also felt a sense of longing.

Just as the Zhao clan's group had walked down the mountain, a few Qiu family disciples approached from ahead.

The leader was a young girl.

"Lord Zhao Feng, please wait a moment."

The young girl said respectfully.

Huh?

Zhao Feng looked curiously at the Zhao clan's disciples.

"My young lady invites you to a gathering."

The young girl, dressed like a maid, had reached the Third Rank of Martial Dao.

Your young lady?

Zhao Feng was slightly taken aback.

"My young lady is the eldest daughter of the Qiu family, the organizer of the summit—Qiu Mengyu."

The young girl smiled.

Qiu Mengyu?

The first beauty of Yuyang?

The few young geniuses of the Zhao clan were greatly surprised and then showed envious looks.

Many young talents had tried to court Qiu Mengyu but failed to find a way in.

For Zhao Feng to be invited by the first beauty of Yuyang was a great honor.

Qiu Mengyu's identity was not only a genius of the Qiu family and the first beauty of Yuyang, but also the eldest daughter of the Qiu family, a position of great prestige.

"Alright."

Zhao Feng thought for a moment and nodded.

Qiu Mengyu was a renowned genius and beauty in Yuyang City and the organizer of this summit. It would be difficult to refuse her face.

"Lord Zhao, please follow me."

The young girl was graceful and courteous, bowing to lead the way.

Humph!

Zhao Yufei watched Zhao Feng's departing back, her mouth slightly pouting, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Could it be that Qiu Mengyu actually has a crush on Zhao Feng?"

Zhao Feng said, slightly surprised.

After thinking about it, the others found it not unreasonable.

At this summit, Zhao Feng had made a stunning debut, taking the spotlight and sharing the top honor with Xin Wuheng.

More importantly, Zhao Feng was young, showing even greater potential.

The eldest daughter of the Qiu family might very well extend an olive branch to this young genius.

"He dares!"

Zhao Linlong sneered.

The others exchanged glances.

Everyone knew that the Qiu family and the Zhao family were always at odds.

If Zhao Feng dared to join the Qiu family, it would not be a simple betrayal.

...

Following the young maid, Zhao Feng continued on.

Soon, they returned to the summit's mountaintop.

"Lord, please."

The young maid led Zhao Feng to a simple and elegant bamboo pavilion.

Entering the bamboo pavilion and lifting the curtain, Zhao Feng soon saw the graceful and slender figure of the first beauty of Yuyang. Her long, waterfall-like black hair reached her waist, and her green dress made her appear elegant and noble.

Just seeing her back was enough to make one's heart race.

As she slowly turned around, Qiu Mengyu's long black hair floated, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, with eyebrows like willow leaves and eyes like autumn water, filled with affection.

Compared to Zhao Yufei, Qiu Mengyu had a more mature and graceful charm, like a half-ripe fruit, red and fragrant.

Facing the first beauty of Yuyang in the same room, Zhao Feng's gaze only paused for a moment before his heart became calm.

For a fourteen-year-old boy, this composure was already remarkable.

After all, even some adult martial artists found it hard to resist the charm of Qiu Mengyu.

Qiu Mengyu secretly sighed, her eyes showing a hint of appreciation.

At such a young age, not only was Zhao Feng's strength outstanding, but his composure was also extraordinary.

"Lord Zhao, please sit."

Qiu Mengyu walked gracefully to his side.

At this moment, they were almost within arm's reach.

The fragrance from Qiu Mengyu's body, her breath, and her warmth, were all clearly felt by Zhao Feng.

For an ordinary man, this would likely cause his blood to boil and lose control.

But Qiu Mengyu, serene and gentle, personally poured tea for him, every move and smile exuding endless charm.

Zhao Feng naturally took the teacup, but inevitably touched Qiu Mengyu's slender, smooth fingers, a sensation that was almost intoxicating.

Whether intentionally or not, Qiu Mengyu's eyes were misty, filled with tenderness, standing so close to him.

For other young talents, such close contact with the first beauty of Yuyang would be a dream come true.

However, Zhao Feng's face remained calm.

In fact, if he wanted to observe Qiu Mengyu, whether from a distance of several miles or up close, it made no difference.

The strange ability of his left eye, enhanced by his cultivation, gave him even greater penetration.

If Zhao Feng wished, he could even have a semi-transparent view.

Qiu Mengyu was unaware of this, or she would certainly avoid Zhao Feng.

"Lord Zhao, your performance at today's summit was truly impressive, enough to make you famous in Yuyang City..."

Qiu Mengyu's voice was soft and sweet.

Zhao Feng politely responded, wondering why Qiu Mengyu had invited him.

He was still young and naive in matters of love, unaware of the immense charm and allure in Qiu Mengyu's every move and word.

The mysterious left eye also played a role, making Zhao Feng's mind far more calm than the average person, with a strong resistance to external temptations.

During the conversation, Qiu Mengyu asked the questions, and Zhao Feng answered.

Zhao Feng's performance was like a block of wood.

Qiu Mengyu secretly scolded herself, wondering if it was her lack of charm or Zhao Feng's youth.

Zhao Feng's behavior completely foiled her planned seduction.

"Lord Zhao, are you interested in joining the Qiu family? If you are willing, Mengyu can promise you any conditions, including martial arts techniques, sufficient silver, and even beautiful wives..."

Qiu Mengyu spoke with affection, her slender figure almost touching Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng showed a hint of caution and kept a certain distance.

After a moment's thought, he showed a hint of surprise, finally understanding Qiu Mengyu's intentions.

Qiu Mengyu's face rarely turned red, feeling powerless against the emotionally immature youth before her.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Qiu, but my ambitions lie beyond Yuyang City."

Zhao Feng slowly stood up and said solemnly.

Ambitions beyond Yuyang City!

Qiu Mengyu's heart trembled, gazing at the tall and handsome figure of the youth as he left.

The image of the youth in her vision seemed to have a hint of greatness, foreshadowing his future earth-shattering moment...

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