Chapter 11

"He is Wang Yue! He is the village chief, Wang Yue!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock.

These people were all martial artists from the Suzhou area, and they had all witnessed the duel between Murong Fu and Wang Yue.

Although Wang Yue now had short hair, his animal skin clothing and demeanor had not changed.

"What? You mean this young man in animal skin is the Wang Yue who defeated Murong Fu? How is that possible? He is too young."

Many people did not believe it, as Wang Yue was too young.

Wang Yue's martial arts had reached the Dark Force level, and his internal family boxing was quite proficient, with pure flesh and blood, making him look much younger.

At twenty years old, Wang Yue looked like a teenager of seventeen or eighteen.

Jiao Feng also looked at Wang Yue in shock, thinking to himself, "He is Wang Yue, truly a hero emerges from the young."

Wang Yue stopped ten paces away from Murong Fu and said with a smile, "Murong Fu, you had Aibi steal my martial arts secret manual, but I don't blame you. After all, I will take on disciples in the future, and the internal family boxing will eventually be passed on. However, it is inappropriate for you to use my martial arts to participate in the martial arts conference. Moreover, the position of the leader of the martial arts world is of great respect, not only concerning the safety of the entire martial arts world but also leading the heroes to resist external enemies, a responsibility of great importance."

"Originally, who becomes the leader of the martial arts world has nothing to do with me, Wang Yue, after all, I am not a person of the martial arts world. However, Murong Fu, to be honest, you do not have the qualifications to sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts world. You should take Wang Girl and Aizhu Girl and leave the mountain. I will not make things difficult for you."

Wang Yue's words were considered extremely arrogant in the eyes of the crowd.

In the martial arts world, no one had dared to speak to Southern Murong like this. The martial arts skills Murong Fu had displayed earlier had shocked the heroes of the world.

Murong Fu's eyes were filled with resentment. This Wang Yue had repeatedly interfered with his plans. Last time, he ruined his reputation, and this time, he wanted to prevent him from becoming the leader of the martial arts world?

Murong Fu shouted in his heart, "Impossible! Jiao Feng has already been defeated by me, and I am now the leader of the martial arts world. In the future, I will also restore the Great Yan Kingdom. Wang Yue is also at the Dark Force level, and I have more true qi. I can definitely defeat him. Yes, defeat him. As long as I defeat Wang Yue, no one will stand in my way of becoming the leader of the martial arts world."

Murong Fu clenched his fists and looked at Wang Yue with a cold smile, "Wang Yue, I, Murong Fu, lost to you last time, but my strength has greatly increased now, and I may not lose to you. Anyway, I will find you sooner or later. I think it's better to do it today. Let's have another duel. If you win, I will leave Mount Tai immediately and will not have the face to become the leader of the martial arts world. But if you lose, don't come and ruin my plans again."

Murong Fu's words were beautiful, but they were meaningless. If he won, he would naturally be the leader of the martial arts world, and if he lost, even if he became the leader, no one would respect him.

Wang Yue nodded, "Alright!"

Murong Fu drew his long sword. Although he had practiced internal family boxing, he was still a swordsman at heart.

Now, Murong Fu's true qi was pure, and his strength and speed had greatly increased, allowing his sword to harm Wang Yue.

Wang Yue's expression became serious. This Murong Fu was not the same as a few months ago, and he had to be careful.

"Kill!"

Murong Fu was filled with killing intent; he truly wanted to kill Wang Yue.

Murong Fu transformed into a blur and attacked Wang Yue.

Wang Yue was surprised in his heart, "This speed is even faster than when he fought Jiao Feng earlier. Moreover, the true qi in his sword is condensed and not dispersed. Such an attack can harm me. Last time, I only said one sentence, and Murong Fu remembered it. It seems he is truly a martial arts prodigy."

Wang Yue turned to avoid the sword, now facing Murong Fu's back.

"Wang Yue brother, be careful!"

Aibi exclaimed in shock.

Jiao Feng also shouted, "Be careful!"

Murong Fu sneered, "Truly seeking death, daring to turn your back on me."

Murong Fu's sword flashed, about to strike Wang Yue.

Wang Yue let out a cold snort, his entire spine like a large dragon, the Dark Force spreading across his back.

"Great Bear Collides with the Mountain!"

Wang Yue roared, ramming into Murong Fu with his back.

"Boom!"

Murong Fu did not have time to withdraw his sword, and his body flew backward as if hit by a train.

Murong Fu flew over fifty meters and only stopped when he hit a large rock.

"Ah!"

Murong Fu's internal organs and blood were shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Wang Yue with disbelief. Both were at the Dark Force level, why was the gap so large?

In fact, Murong Fu's loss was quite unjust. Although both he and Wang Yue were at the Dark Force level of internal family boxing, Wang Yue had practiced for several decades, while Murong Fu had only practiced for a few months.

Murong Fu was not very familiar with the fighting techniques of internal family boxing, which is why Wang Yue had the upper hand.

Combat strength is not determined by who is stronger. A Bright Force martial artist, when their strength reaches a certain level, can also kill a Dark Force martial artist.

"Amazing!" Jiao Feng exclaimed in shock.

Wang Yuyan was also very shocked. She could recite Wang Yue's "Essentials of Boxing" by heart, but it only mentioned the practice of Dark Force, with few techniques and killing moves of internal family boxing. This "Bear Collides with the Mountain" move from Xingyi Quan was not mentioned, so this sudden change left her unprepared.

"Murong Fu, you lost!" Wang Yue laughed.

Murong Fu's eyes bulged, and Wang Yue's smile seemed extremely hateful to him, as if mocking his overestimation of himself.

"Wang Yue! Wang Yue!" Murong Fu shouted loudly, "I will definitely kill you, definitely!"

Wang Yuyan and Aizhu came to Murong Fu's side and helped him up.

"Cousin, let's go back."

Wang Yuyan looked at the blood on Murong Fu's body and was very dissatisfied with Wang Yue, who had been too harsh.

"Let's go!" Murong Fu said with hatred.

Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan, Aizhu, Bao Buzong, and Feng Boshan left Mount Tai in disgrace.

The representatives of the eight major sects looked at each other, then saluted Wang Yue and shouted, "Welcome, Leader of the Martial Arts World!"

Jiao Feng also stepped forward and laughed, "Brother Wang Yue, I did not expect your martial arts to be so strong. When Murong Fu fought you, I thought it was a rumor. I didn't expect that even after learning your martial arts, he still lost. Brother Wang Yue, your martial arts are far beyond what I can match. Congratulations on becoming the leader of the martial arts world."

Wang Yue laughed, "Winning against Murong Fu was a stroke of luck. In fact, Murong Fu's martial arts are not inferior to mine. Brother Jiao, and the various sect leaders, although I know some farming techniques, I am not a person of the martial arts world, so I cannot take the position of the leader of the martial arts world."

The position of the leader of the martial arts world was, to Wang Yue, a mere chicken rib, useful only for showing off, with no practical value.

"This won't do," someone disagreed, "Young Hero Wang Yue, your martial arts are so strong that even Murong Fu lost. If you don't take the position of the leader of the martial arts world, who else can? Even if someone else takes it, I won't respect them."

"Right, we won't respect anyone but Young Hero Wang Yue."

Aibi walked to Wang Yue's side and laughed, "Wang Yue brother, you should take the position of the leader of the martial arts world. Hehe."

Wang Yue said helplessly, "Aibi, the position of the leader of the martial arts world is not something anyone can take. Don't cause trouble."

Wang Yue addressed the crowd, "Everyone, my martial arts are actually on par with Murong Fu and Brother Jiao. They are not as strong as you imagine. I came here only to prevent Murong Fu from becoming the leader of the martial arts world. As for this position, I cannot take it. Brother Jiao, the leader of the Beggar Sect, has unparalleled martial arts and a great demeanor. Under his leadership, the Beggar Sect has become even stronger. I propose that Brother Jiao take the position of the leader of the martial arts world. I believe Brother Jiao can lead the heroes to protect the martial arts world and the safety of the Song Dynasty."

The crowd could not force Wang Yue to take the position of the leader of the martial arts world, and in the end, Jiao Feng became the leader.

Wang Yue and Aibi left Mount Tai.

...

"Brother Wang Yue."

It was Jiao Feng's voice.

Wang Yue laughed, "Brother Jiao, what brings you here?"

Jiao Feng laughed, "Brother Wang Yue, we may not meet again for a long time. Before we part, we must have a good drink."

Wang Yue nodded and laughed, "Alright."

Entering the tavern, Wang Yue ordered ten large jars of fine huadiao wine.

"Brother Wang Yue, the position of the leader of the martial arts world is not rightfully mine," Jiao Feng said with a bitter smile.

Although he had become the leader of the martial arts world as he wished, the position was given to him by Wang Yue.

This made him feel somewhat awkward.

Wang Yue shook his head, "Brother Jiao, there is no need for that. The position of the leader of the martial arts world is a great responsibility. As long as you can protect the martial arts world and the safety of the Song Dynasty, the major sects of Central China will naturally respect you. Your position as the leader of the martial arts world will be well-deserved."

Jiao Feng laughed, "Brother Wang Yue, you are right. These are things Jiao Feng should do. Cheers!"

After drinking, Wang Yue stood up and said, "Brother Jiao, with our drinking capacity, we could drink all the wine in the tavern and still not get drunk. I think we should stop here today. We still have a journey ahead. Farewell."

Jiao Feng nodded, "If that's the case, Brother Wang Yue, take care."

"Brother Jiao, take care," Wang Yue said, "Aibi, let's go."

...

On the way, Wang Yue was somewhat gloomy, as if he had something on his mind.

Aibi asked, "Wang Yue brother, what's wrong? Why are you unhappy?"

Wang Yue shook his head, "Nothing."

This time, Jiao Feng's return marked the beginning of his disaster. Ma Dayuan's death, Jiao Feng being forced out of the Beggar Sect, and the subsequent murders of his adoptive parents and teacher, and his being ostracized by the entire martial arts world.

"Jiao Feng, a hero at the end of the road," Wang Yue thought to himself.

Wang Yue shook his head and thought, "These things have nothing to do with me. My roots are in Wang Village. As long as my parents, sister, and Aibi are safe, that's all that matters."

Wang Yue and Aibi returned to Wang Village quickly, taking only ten days.

"Wang Yue, your father is sick. Go back and see him quickly."

A middle-aged woman from Wang Village said when she saw Wang Yue return.

"My father is sick?" Wang Yue was shocked, "Aunt Qin, wasn't my father's illness cured? Why is he sick again?"

"Ah, I don't know. You should go back and see him."

Wang Yue and Aibi returned home, and indeed, his father was lying in bed.

"Father," Wang Yue called out.

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