Chapter 20

Duan Yu said, "Young Master Wang, after you and Miss A Bi left, the people of the Beggar Gang started to rebel against my elder brother, Jiao Feng, saying he was a Khitan. Especially Quan Guanqing, he was the most active. Later, Madame Ma took out a letter from the previous Beggar Gang leader, Wang Jianrong, confirming that my elder brother, Jiao Feng, was indeed a Khitan. In the end, my elder brother, Jiao Feng, resigned from his position as the leader of the Beggar Gang, returned the Beggar Gang's staff, and left."

Duan Yu took a sip of tea, feeling indignant on Jiao Feng's behalf.

"Later, the Four Evils and the elite warriors of the Western Xia's First-Class Hall appeared, and the people of the Beggar Gang were all poisoned. Only I managed to escape with Miss Wang."

At this moment, A Bi brought out Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan had taken a bath and was wearing coarse clothes, but her beautiful figure could not be hidden.

Wang Yue thought to himself, "A goddess is a goddess. Compared to Kang Min, her aura is much purer."

Duan Yu said anxiously, "Young Master Wang, Miss A Bi, we should hurry and leave. The pursuers are almost here."

Wang Yuyan also said to A Bi, "Yes, we should leave quickly."

Wang Yue's ears twitched, and he shook his head. "It's too late, they're already here."

Although Wang Yue and A Bi were powerful, the people of the Western Xia's First-Class Hall were not ordinary martial artists; they were a highly skilled military force.

No matter how strong one's martial arts were, it was impossible to face an army.

Wang Yue's ears twitched again, and he shook his head. "It's too late, they're already here."

As soon as Wang Yue finished speaking, Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan also heard the sound of hooves.

"Quick, surround this house!"

A voice outside shouted loudly.

Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan looked at Wang Yue anxiously. "Young Master Wang, what should we do now?"

Wang Yue said, "A Bi, I believe you can handle it."

"Bang!" The door was broken down, and more than ten armored soldiers walked in. They were the elite warriors of the Western Xia's First-Class Hall.

"Haha, I didn't expect there to be two more people. Capture them," the leading soldier laughed loudly.

Such a situation was something the two peasants had never seen before. Seeing these fierce and terrifying people, they could only hide in the house, praying to the gods.

Duan Yu stood in front of Wang Yuyan and A Bi, shouting, "You... you don't come any closer. I can kill people."

The soldiers laughed loudly. "Haha, a pretty boy can also be a hero? Go!"

Duan Yu was at a loss. Although he knew the Northern Mystic Art and the Six Pulse Sword Technique, he had never killed anyone. Facing these experts, he was somewhat nervous. The Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Microstep) was only used for escaping, but he had Wang Yuyan behind him and couldn't abandon her.

A Bi helped Wang Yuyan sit down. With A Bi by her side, Wang Yuyan was not afraid. She whispered, "Young Master Duan, attack their Zhongshu point."

Duan Yu, following Wang Yuyan's advice, quickly subdued several of the Western Xia experts.

"Good boy, your skills are not bad. Everyone, attack together!" the leading soldier shouted loudly.

Duan Yu used the Lingbo Microstep and struck their acupoints with his fingers, quickly knocking the soldiers to the ground.

"Haha, I finally defeated them. Miss Wang, your advice was really useful," Duan Yu thought, amazed. This fairy-like sister is truly knowledgeable.

Following her advice is definitely not wrong.

"Clap, clap."

A warrior carrying a single saber walked in, waving his palm. "Not bad, you managed to defeat over ten of my warriors. It seems you have some skills."

Although this warrior was speaking to Duan Yu, his attention was mostly on Wang Yue.

Among the people in the room, only Wang Yue posed a threat to him.

Wang Yue smiled slightly and continued eating. He knew this person was Murong Fu.

"Murong Fu has been working hard to restore his kingdom. Not only does he operate in the Song Dynasty, but he also holds an official position in Western Xia. I wonder if he has any identity in the Liao and Dali kingdoms?"

Although Wang Yue did not like Murong Fu, he admired his perseverance.

Such a person cannot be defeated. As long as he is given a chance, he will succeed.

Seeing Murong Fu, Wang Yue thought of the revolutionary fighters of the Republican era, who also fought and lost repeatedly.

Duan Yu laughed, "Since you know my strength, why don't you leave quickly? Do you want to lie down like your warriors?"

"Is that so? If you can withstand my three moves, I'll leave immediately," Li Yanzong said with a sneer.

Duan Yu was very confident in his Lingbo Microstep and immediately agreed without hesitation.

"Fine, I'll take your three moves. I hope you keep your word."

Li Yanzong drew his saber. "First move! Sweeping a Thousand Armies."

A powerful blade energy shot towards Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's face changed, and he used the Lingbo Microstep, creating multiple illusions, barely avoiding the blade energy.

The stone slabs on the ground were cut like tofu by the blade energy.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror.

Wang Yuyan's face changed, and she shouted, "Young Master Duan, this is not ordinary blade energy, but blade light. Be careful."

Blade light, like sword light, is an extremely powerful attack, ten times stronger than blade energy and sword energy.

Li Yanzong laughed, "Not bad, you can withstand three-tenths of the blade light. I hope you can withstand the second move, Splitting Mount Hua!"

This time, the blade light was even more dazzling, as if the entire room was illuminated.

"Poof!"

Duan Yu pushed his speed to the limit, but he was still grazed by the blade, leaving a deep wound on his arm.

A Bi's face changed, and she shouted, attacking Li Yanzong.

A Bi's hidden force exploded from her fist, but Li Yanzong ignored it, striking back with a punch that collided with A Bi's.

"Bang."

A muffled sound.

Wang Yue thought, "This Murong Fu is holding back? It seems he doesn't want to break ties with me and isn't confident in defeating me."

A Bi flew backward, crashing into several tables and chairs.

A Bi stood up, feeling her blood boiling, and thought, "This Li Yanzong is very powerful, even stronger than the great monk Jiumo. I wonder how he compares to my brother Wang Yue?"

Li Yanzong laughed, "The girl is using internal martial arts. Internal martial arts are indeed mysterious, and I have also fought other experts at the Suzhou Martial Arts Hall. However, true qi is not necessarily inferior to the power of internal martial arts. It seems your internal martial arts are not yet fully developed."

In recent years, Murong Fu has focused on internal martial arts and has gained a deep understanding of them. He realized that although internal martial arts and true qi techniques are different systems, internal martial arts are not invincible. True qi, when used skillfully, can still defeat internal martial arts practitioners of the same level.

Wang Yue nodded in agreement with Murong Fu's words. No martial art is invincible. Each has its strengths.

Although internal martial arts have strong power and endurance, they lack the subtle changes of true qi.

For example, true qi experts can be as light as a swallow and walk on water, but internal martial arts practitioners cannot.

Wang Yue's hidden force is at the peak, and he has some understanding of transforming force, but he still cannot be as light as a swallow. Although he can walk on water, he can only manage to keep the water from reaching his knees.

A Bi sneered, "My internal martial arts are just half-baked. Winning against me is not impressive. My brother Wang Yue is a true internal martial arts practitioner. If you can defeat him, then I'll say you are powerful."

Li Yanzong snorted and was about to attack again.

Wang Yuyan shouted, "Stop. Although we are not your match, if you kill us, my cousin will definitely kill you. I have seen your skills, and although they have many variations, with dozens of changes in a single move, they are still inferior to my cousin."

Li Yanzong asked, "Oh? Who is your cousin?"

Wang Yuyan said, "My cousin is the famous Southern Murong. His sword skills are profound, and his internal martial arts have reached the peak of hidden force. He is one of the top experts in the world today."

Li Yanzong was secretly pleased, not expecting to be so powerful in his cousin's eyes.

"Northern Jiao Feng, Southern Murong. Haha, although they have a good reputation, they may not have the real skills." Li Yanzong held his saber, pointing at Duan Yu and A Bi.

Wang Yuyan said, "Although my cousin has not fought Jiao Feng in recent years, I have seen Jiao Feng's skills today. I wish my cousin could surpass Jiao Feng, but in the end, their skills are on par."

"If you want to prove that you are stronger than my cousin, defeat the head of the Suzhou Martial Arts Hall. His skills are superior to my cousin's."

Wang Yuyan, seeing Wang Yue sitting and eating without intervening, was angry and pointed at Wang Yue, shouting.

Murong Fu also wanted to fight Wang Yue. In recent years, his skills have greatly improved, and he was confident he could defeat Wang Yue.

"Are you Wang Yue? I have heard that internal martial arts are mysterious. Li Yanzong wishes to learn a few moves from you," Li Yanzong said loudly.

Wang Yue's fighting spirit surged. "Fine, I also want to see your skills. A martial artist who can say that true qi is not inferior to internal martial arts is not an ordinary person."

Wang Yue flicked a chopstick, which whistled through the air.

The chopstick, propelled by a powerful force, flew towards Li Yanzong at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Li Yanzong's face changed, and he blocked with his saber.

"Boom."

The chopstick shattered, and Li Yanzong was pushed back by the powerful force.

The penetration power of the chopstick was no less than that of a heavy sniper bullet.

Wang Yue used the Yu Step, advancing step by step.

Although the Yu Step does not have as many variations as the Lingbo Microstep, it is faster.

Li Yanzong's saber emitted a pale white light.

This was the blade light, or blade aura.

At first, Li Yanzong did not use internal martial arts, fearing he would be recognized. But now, with Wang Yue pressing him, he had to use internal martial arts to avoid a quick defeat. His true qi was powerful, but it was not yet strong enough to resist Wang Yue's punch. To use true qi to counter internal martial arts, he still had a long way to go.

"Clang."

Li Yanzong used his saber to the fullest, and Wang Yue barely avoided it, then punched.

"Bang."

Li Yanzong's punch was also powerful, blocking Wang Yue's punch.

The energy in the air spread out from the two of them, like ripples in water, clearly visible.

Duan Yu was shocked. "So powerful. These are truly the top experts. Young Master Wang Yue and this Western Xia warrior are the most powerful people I have ever seen. They are no less than my elder brother Jiao Feng."

A Bi shouted, "Brother Wang Yue, you must teach him a lesson. This guy actually looks down on internal martial arts. Humph, he's really annoying."

Wang Yue thought, "Murong Fu's skills are no less than mine. I might as well use him as a sparring partner. Under the immense pressure, I might even break through to the transforming force level."

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