Chapter 52

How strong is Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship? This was a question that Qi Feng had always found a bit puzzling.

Li Xiaoyao's father was the Jiangnan bandit Li Sansi, and his mother was also a famous heroine in the martial world (though her specific identity was never mentioned). Even his aunt, who ran a small inn, was no ordinary person, as she used the Piercing Cloud Palm to instantly kill the boss of a small gang. Li Xiaoyao could be considered to have come from a proper martial arts family. His genetic potential should not have been poor.

However, he had never practiced martial arts as a child and was just a young man who spent his days loafing around and daydreaming. Later, he learned the art of sword control from the Wine Sword Immortal Situ Zhong of the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect, but how old was he when he learned it? Moreover, what he learned was more like immortal techniques rather than swordsmanship. He probably didn't practice much in terms of actual combat skills, so he couldn't compare to someone like Lin Yueru, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood.

But when he used his skills, it was clear that he had some talent. Now, Li Xiaoyao, who had only recently emerged from obscurity, thrust his sword with a foot-long sword aura, the momentum like a thunderbolt, breaking through the air with a whistling sound, aiming straight for Qi Feng's face.

Qi Feng was startled and was about to dodge, but the Eight Trigram Mirror suddenly jumped out and took the stage. A glow appeared in front of Qi Feng, blocking the sword like a solid object, and the sword hit it with a "ding."

This obstruction caused the sword aura to dissipate instantly, and the momentum of the sword was halted, losing all its speed, power, and momentum. It was as if he was just going through the motions, gently thrusting the sword forward.

Qi Feng hadn't expected the Eight Trigram Mirror to be so effective!

But given this opportunity, Qi Feng couldn't let it go. Even though you are the protagonist, I am not an NPC. If you step on me, I will give you a lesson. Besides, I was just about to help you take care of your wife and children, and this is what I get for being kind.

Qi Feng reached out and grabbed the phoenix-patterned cloak from the air, wrapped it around his arm, and used it to catch Li Xiaoyao's long sword. Yes, it was indeed a "long sword," a basic weapon, not one of the high-level ones like the Seven-Star Sword, the Panlong Sword, or the Dustless Sword. Its attack power was pitifully low. Even if Li Xiaoyao had a Jintong Sword worth over ten thousand coins from a Beijing blacksmith shop, Qi Feng wouldn't have been so bold.

Li Xiaoyao's ability to reach this level in just a few months could only be described as genius, but when the sword was gripped by Qi Feng, he was no match for Qi Feng's Dragon Elephant Level 3 strength. (A battle between a genius and a foodie.)

Qi Feng lifted his hand and swung, forcing Li Xiaoyao to let go of the sword, which sent him stumbling back several steps to Lin Yueru's side. However, as the protagonist, Li Xiaoyao was no ordinary person. He made a sword gesture with his right hand and pointed it at Qi Feng, making the sword in Qi Feng's hand struggle violently.

" Sword Control Technique?" Qi Feng was extremely envious of this move. Regardless of its power, the coolness of the move was unparalleled. It would be great even if used just for show.

Li Xiaoyao pointed his sword gesture upward, and the sword in Qi Feng's hand seemed to want to fly. Qi Feng resisted, gripping the sword as if it were made of iron, using all his strength, which was at least several hundred pounds, and thrust the sword tip downward into the ground with great force.

A sharp sound rang out as the upward and downward forces intertwined, and the impact of the sword tip hitting the ground caused the ordinary blacksmith-made long sword to split vertically into several pieces of scrap metal. A clear energy seemed to burst out from the sword and shoot upward through the roof. Qi Feng felt that this might be the secret of the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect's Sword Control Technique.

Li Xiaoyao was shocked by Qi Feng's brute strength. The Sword Control Technique required the integration of mind and energy, using the mind to control the energy and the energy to control the sword. At the moment the sword broke, he felt a sudden surge of energy in his chest, and he grunted and took two more steps back.

Qi Feng let go, and the fragments fell to the ground, lifeless. Lin Yueru, seeing this, quickly followed up with a whip strike like a venomous dragon emerging from a cave. However, Qi Feng was prepared this time. He drew his Ghost Head Blade and, with one strike, severed Lin Yueru's whip.

" Celestial Master's Talisman!" Li Xiaoyao's right finger emitted a point of light, which he used to draw a few strokes in the air. A stream of primordial energy flowed from his fingertip, forming the shadow of a talisman. This was genuine Celestial Master's Talisman, and each stroke was worth 500 coins, or 250 yuan in modern currency!

" Ha ha." Qi Feng found it amusing and pulled two Celestial Master's Talismans from his inventory and pointed them forward: "Celestial Master's Talisman, a pair!" He retrieved the talismans from his inventory faster than Li Xiaoyao could draw them in the air, managing to act first.

The three talisman shadows collided three feet in front of Li Xiaoyao, producing a dull sound. Qi Feng, with two talismans against one, directed most of the shockwave toward Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru.

Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru quickly protected their heads and faces, activating their protective true qi. They both grunted and staggered back several steps. Fortunately, they were two people, or one of them would have been thrown out. Qi Feng had shown mercy, considering they were the protagonists and had the responsibility to protect the Earth. Otherwise, he could have just used a bomb.

Before they could react, Qi Feng smiled mischievously and shouted, "Alright, I'm giving her back to you, catch her well!" He threw Zhao Ling'er, who was wrapped like a "Beijing Roll," over to them.

The two, still unsteady, quickly caught her, afraid of dropping her. Of course, with their skills, it was a sure thing. Qi Feng wasn't worried about this. As soon as they caught Zhao Ling'er, they suddenly felt a tightness and were bound together, unable to move, with Zhao Ling'er still in their arms.

" Another Immortal Binding Rope used. It's a bit expensive, but it works great. I'll need to restock next time." Qi Feng looked at the bound Li and Lin, took out his phone, and made a note in his to-do list. He had been visiting the dimensional store frequently lately, and with so many events, his mind was a bit muddled. It was better to use modern tools to keep track of things.

" Cough, cough, can we talk now?" Qi Feng waved his hand and called over the Han family, who had been watching a series of dramas from youth to ethics to palace intrigue and finally to martial arts. He pointed to Han Mengci and said, "Look, Zhao Ling'er fainted by the roadside, and she picked her up."

Li Xiaoyao struggled a bit but found the ropes unbreakable. He grunted, "If that's the case, why did you fight us?"

" Hey, young man, you're pretty good at shifting the blame, but didn't you start it?" Qi Feng said helplessly.

Li Xiaoyao thought about it, "Oh, right, I did start it. But that's not the point! What do you mean by saying Ling'er is pregnant?!"

Qi Feng wanted to punch him in the head. What the hell did you do? How should I know? All I saw was the screen going black and the words 'One night passed'! I didn't see anything!

But then he remembered that Li Xiaoyao had been under the influence of the Miao people's Forget-Worry Charm and probably didn't remember. He decided not to argue over this.

However, Han Yixian, who was into gossip, looked at Li Xiaoyao and remembered, "Oh, you're the guy in the picture, right?" He pointed at Qi Feng and said, "He said the child is yours, not his. Now you say you don't know. Oh, whose child is it? I mean, you two," he looked at Zhao Ling'er, "No, three," he looked at Lin Yueru, who was bound with them, "Hey, four, what's the relationship here?"

Han Yixian was almost writing "Your circle is a mess" on his face!

Qi Feng was sweating, thinking, "If I were a villain, I could strangle you now. I haven't figured out how to deal with this, and you're just making it more complicated. Do you want to stir things up even more?"

Right, what's that law called? Oh, right, Murphy's Law. When things can get more complicated, they will. And at that moment—Zhao Ling'er woke up.

Qi Feng thought that the scene Zhao Ling'er saw upon waking must have been quite bizarre. She was lying in the arms of Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru, who were bound tightly, and they were staring at a man and a woman and an uncle, with the room in a state of chaos. Not to mention, a few Miao people, who had been strung together, were lying nearby, rolling their eyes and foaming at the mouth. (Qi Feng had forgotten about them after releasing the Blood-Sucking Silkworms, and they had been in that state for a while.)

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