Chapter 10

Murmur Fu's domineering aura shocked many people.

Even if the leader of the martial arts alliance, Wang Jian Tong, were still alive, he probably wouldn't be able to say such domineering words. Murmur Fu was challenging the entire martial arts world.

Murmur Fu had his own thoughts. These martial arts experts were all arrogant and unruly. To subdue them, he first needed to overwhelm them with his martial arts.

First, be domineering; then, be righteous.

Otherwise, no matter how well you treat them, if your martial arts are not strong enough, they will not submit to you.

Murmur Fu's move was quite correct. First, he would use his martial arts to dominate the Central Plains martial arts world and sit on the throne of the martial arts alliance leader. Then, he would bestow favors upon these sects, thus controlling the entire martial arts world. The power of the martial arts world was significant, and it would play a crucial role in restoring the Great Yan.

"Since you, Murmur Fu, are so arrogant, don't blame us for not following the rules of the martial arts world. Let us see your Southern Murmur's high skills. Let's see how remarkable your Southern Murmur's 'Using Their Own Methods Against Them' is."

Experts from various sects used their lightness skills to climb onto the stage, surrounding Murmur Fu in the center.

Wang Yuyan looked at Murmur Fu with stars in her eyes, thinking to herself, "Cousin, you must win. You have already cultivated the internal family boxing to the hidden strength level, and your swordsmanship has also improved. Although these people are powerful, they should not be your match."

Azhu thought to herself, "Young Master, you must win."

Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo E were excited, thinking, "Young Master will definitely win. Internal family boxing is indeed amazing. Not to mention Young Master, even our current martial arts have reached the first-class level."

Originally, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo E were nearly forty years old, and their martial arts were only second-rate. They would have no chance of becoming first-class martial artists in their lifetimes. However, after practicing internal family boxing, their martial arts improved rapidly, and within a few months, they became first-class martial artists.

Murmur Fu laughed loudly, "I, Murmur Fu, am most skilled in swordsmanship, but to deal with you people, I don't need to draw my sword."

Murmur Fu stuck his long sword into the stage and assumed a boxing stance.

Wang Yue frowned when he saw this.

A Bi exclaimed, "Brother Wang Yue, Murmur Fu is using Tai Chi."

Indeed, Murmur Fu was using the starting posture of Tai Chi.

"Attack!"

Experts from various sects surrounded and attacked Murmur Fu, and immediately, sword qi, knife qi, true qi, and martial qi flew everywhere.

A fierce battle began.

"Bang."

An expert was punched by Murmur Fu, and his chest caved in. His internal organs were shattered, and he flew off the stage.

Murmur Fu's Tai Chi was so powerful that the surrounding experts couldn't even get close to him. They couldn't even break through his defense.

Murmur Fu's martial arts were already much higher than theirs, and now he was using the exquisite Tai Chi. They were even less of a match for him.

"Get down!"

Murmur Fu roared, and his hidden strength erupted, sending all the experts flying off the stage.

"Ah..."

Everyone was injured by the hidden strength and spat out blood.

"Your martial arts are still lacking. To deal with you, I only used 70% of my strength."

If 70% of his strength was this powerful, how powerful would his full strength be?

Everyone was shocked.

Even Qiao Feng's expression changed slightly.

Murmur Fu's strength exceeded Qiao Feng's expectations.

"Southern Murmur, indeed, lives up to his name. Impressive!"

Qiao Feng thought to himself.

"Leader."

The nine elders of the Beggar Sect looked at Qiao Feng, their eyes filled with worry.

Facing Murmur Fu, Qiao Feng might not win.

Qiao Feng took a deep breath and said, "Brother Ma and the elders, don't worry. Although I might not be Murmur Fu's match, it won't be easy for him to win either. My master Wang Jian Tong, despite being severely injured, still defeated several top experts from Kunlun and Kongtong and became the leader of the martial arts alliance. Although I, Qiao Feng, am not talented, I won't let the Beggar Sect's reputation be tarnished."

Wang Yue was somewhat anxious, "Murmur Fu's Tai Chi, although still lacking in some aspects, has already grasped the essence. Qiao Feng is in trouble this time."

A Bi looked at Murmur Fu standing confidently on the stage and felt a wave of regret. Murmur Fu's internal family boxing was obtained from her.

Wang Yue saw A Bi's expression, held her hand, and comforted her, "A Bi, don't be sad. I told you, it's just a manual of internal family boxing. It's not a big deal if it spreads. I even planned to promote internal family boxing. In the future, more martial artists will learn it."

A Bi looked at Wang Yue in surprise and asked, "Brother Wang Yue, are you serious?"

Wang Yue nodded, "Of course, I am serious."

Now, all martial artists keep their martial arts secret, which makes it easy for them to be lost.

Wang Yue thought about his previous life when martial arts had become a form of dance. Even Chinese people themselves no longer believed in kung fu and instead learned Japanese judo and Korean taekwondo, which was truly tragic.

Murmur Fu looked at Qiao Feng and said, "Leader Qiao, now the only person who can compete with me for the position of martial arts alliance leader is you. I have long wanted to learn the Beggar Sect's direct lineage techniques, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Beggar Beating Staff Technique. I didn't expect to have the chance today. Leader Qiao, please."

Qiao Feng stood up, picked up the Beggar Beating Staff, and walked onto the stage step by step, "I have long heard of the great name of Mr. Murmur. Today, I see that you indeed live up to your reputation and the title 'Southern Murmur.' Although I have no desire for the position of martial arts alliance leader, this concerns the safety of the entire martial arts world and the Song Dynasty, as well as the honor of my master Wang Jian Tong. Therefore, I must compete. Mr. Murmur, please."

Murmur Fu extended his hand, and the distant long sword instantly unsheathed, turning into a silver light and flying into his hand.

"Then I will learn the Beggar Beating Staff Technique from Leader Qiao!"

Murmur Fu's swordsmanship was fierce, turning into silver light and attacking Qiao Feng.

Wang Yue thought to himself, "Murmur Fu's control of force has improved to a new level, without any waste of true qi. Now, the title 'Southern Murmur' is well-deserved."

Qiao Feng's expression was serious, and the Beggar Beating Staff Technique turned into a sea of staff shadows, engaging in battle with Murmur Fu's long sword.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The staff and sword collided, creating a shower of sparks.

Murmur Fu's figure was graceful, like a ghost, while Qiao Feng's figure was like a leopard, with explosive power.

Their lightness skills were evenly matched.

Murmur Fu's swordsmanship was divine; Qiao Feng's staff technique was impenetrable.

Murmur Fu's true qi was pure; Qiao Feng's true force was fierce and domineering.

Murmur Fu had his body and blood refined by internal family boxing; Qiao Feng had innate talent and divine strength.

The two were well-matched.

The surrounding martial artists watched in amazement, truly witnessing a battle between experts.

"Clang."

The staff and sword collided again.

Murmur Fu floated like a feather to the edge of the stage, looking at Qiao Feng and smiling, "Leader Qiao, it seems that our weapon battle won't determine a winner in a short time. Since that's the case, let's compare our boxing and kicking skills."

Although Murmur Fu was smiling, he was shocked inside, "Qiao Feng is indeed powerful. Two years ago, his strength wasn't this deep. If it weren't for the internal family boxing, I would be far from his match."

Although Qiao Feng was somewhat embarrassed by Murmur Fu's attacks, he found this battle very satisfying. He hadn't had such a thrilling fight in a long time.

"Good! Since that's the case, let's compare our boxing and kicking skills!"

Qiao Feng threw the Beggar Beating Staff to Ma Da Yuan, full of spirit.

"Dragon Appears in the Field!"

Qiao Feng's hands emitted a pale yellow true qi, accompanied by a deep dragon roar.

Murmur Fu's white robe billowed, and his hidden strength carried true qi as he punched out.

This punch was not a boxing technique but a hammer technique from Tai Chi, fierce and domineering!

"Boom!"

The two engaged in battle.

A powerful aura erupted, and the stage was like a hurricane.

Wang Yue was secretly surprised, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, indeed, live up to their name. This internal strength is extremely yang and fierce, just like the pure yang and fierce strength of internal family boxing."

Qiao Feng laughed loudly, "Ha ha, Mr. Murmur, your boxing skills are excellent. I wonder which school's boxing technique you are using? Come on."

Murmur Fu did not answer; he naturally couldn't say that the internal family boxing was stolen from Wang Yue.

On the stage, Qiao Feng and Murmur Fu were evenly matched, and it was difficult to determine a winner.

On the side of the Beggar Sect, seeing that Qiao Feng couldn't win for a long time, they became anxious.

"This Murmur Fu is really too powerful. If this continues, I'm afraid the leader will lose," the law enforcement elder Bai Shijin worried.

Chen elder looked at Wang Yuyan and Azhu and said, "If we want the leader to win, there is a way. Murmur Fu and the leader are evenly matched. As long as Murmur Fu is distracted, the leader will definitely win!"

Ma Da Yuan frowned, "That's not good. We are a prestigious sect. How can we attack young girls? I disagree."

Chen elder sneered, "As long as the leader wins, he will be the leader of the martial arts alliance. Who cares about these details now? Deputy Leader Ma, if you don't do it, I will."

Bai Shijin nodded, "Good, I agree with Elder Chen's suggestion."

Chen elder said, "Good, let's act together!"

Qiao Feng roared, "Repentance of the Dragon!"

"Repentance of the Dragon" is the first move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the most powerful. If this move couldn't defeat Murmur Fu, Qiao Feng would have no hope of winning.

"Shift of the Stars! Cannon Punch!"

Murmur Fu used the Shift of the Stars and the Cannon Punch from internal family boxing.

At this moment, Chen elder and Bai Shijin simultaneously attacked Wang Yuyan and Azhu.

Their speed was so fast that even Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo E didn't react in time.

Murmur Fu's face changed, and he shouted, "You dare, the Beggar Sect is full of despicable people!"

Qiao Feng shouted, "Elder Chen, Elder Bai, stop!"

"Boom!"

The entire stage collapsed.

The "Repentance of the Dragon" and the "Cannon Punch" collided, directly collapsing the sturdy stage.

Qiao Feng took two steps back, and his qi and blood churned.

Murmur Fu couldn't rescue them in time.

A Bi, seeing that Azhu and Wang Yuyan were in danger, anxiously said, "Brother Wang Yue, quickly save Sister Azhu and Miss Wang."

Wang Yue flicked two pebbles.

"Bang, bang."

The pebbles knocked away the weapons in Chen elder and Bai Shijin's hands and even split their tiger mouths, showing the great force of the pebbles.

"Who is it?"

Chen elder and Bai Shijin were shocked.

There was a top expert hidden in the crowd, whose strength was not inferior to Qiao Feng and Murmur Fu!

Qiao Feng looked somewhat guilty and said, "Mr. Murmur Fu, your martial arts are unparalleled, and I, Qiao Feng, am not a match. The leader of the martial arts alliance belongs to you, and I, Qiao Feng, admit defeat."

In fact, Qiao Feng and Murmur Fu were evenly matched, but since the Beggar Sect had attacked Murmur Fu's family, Qiao Feng couldn't compete for the position of the martial arts alliance leader.

"Elder Chen, Elder Bai, how could you do such a thing?" Qiao Feng was really angry.

Wang Yue and A Bi walked out from the crowd, "Murmur Fu, I didn't expect that in just a few months, your martial arts have reached such a level, which surprised me. How is my boxing technique?"

Wang Yue's voice was full of sarcasm.

A Bi came to Azhu and Wang Yuyan and asked, "Sister Azhu, Miss Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head, "We're fine."

Azhu, seeing A Bi, was delighted, "A Bi, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Everyone looked at Wang Yue, many wondering who this short-haired youth in animal skin clothes was.

Murmur Fu's eye muscles twitched, and he said coldly, "Wang Yue, is it you?"

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