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Chapter 21 of 100

Chapter 21

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Progress was not limited to Wang Yue alone. With Murong Fu's talent, and the guidance of Wang Yuyan, his cultivation speed naturally did not fall behind Wang Yue. Although Murong Fu had not yet reached the Grandmaster realm, he was not far from it.

The level of transformation in Internal Martial Arts was equivalent to the Grandmaster martial artists in the world of martial arts.

Within a ten-foot radius around the two, everything was shattered.

Wang Yue retreated, leaving the house.

"Li Yanzong, come out and fight!" Wang Yue shouted loudly, "With our two levels of cultivation, this house is too fragile and cannot withstand the turmoil."

A flash of determination in Li Yanzong's eyes quickly disappeared.

In recent years, his martial arts had also reached a bottleneck, and it was not easy to break through.

Wang Yue wanted to use him as a stepping stone to break through the hidden strength and become a transformation-level martial artist. Murong Fu also had the same idea.

Murong Fu practiced both Internal Martial Arts and true qi. No matter which one broke through, he would surpass Wang Yue.

Li Yanzong laughed loudly, "Fine! I, Li Yanzong, will have a good fight with you today and see how powerful this famous Internal Martial Arts really is."

Li Yanzong, holding a single saber, turned into a silver-white blur and disappeared from the house.

Duan Yu exclaimed, "Miss Wang, Miss A Bi, they have gone out, let's go and see. This Li Yanzong is too powerful, I'm afraid Master Wang Yue is in danger."

A Bi coldly snorted, "What if Li Yanzong is powerful? He can't possibly win against Brother Wang Yue. Brother Wang Yue has never lost."

Wang Yuyan said, "A Bi, help me up, I want to go and see."

A Bi nodded, "Alright, Miss, I'll take you there."

The three came to the door and watched Wang Yue and Li Yanzong in the rain.

...

Wang Yue and Li Yanzong faced each other from a distance, their fighting spirit boiling.

Li Yanzong, holding a single saber, had silver-white true qi flowing around him, making him look extraordinary.

"Hmph!" Wang Yue coldly snorted, increasing his speed to the limit and attacking Li Yanzong.

The rain around them was shaken away by the hidden strength, forming a mist that flew outward.

Li Yanzong's single saber turned into a silver-white light, slashing at Wang Yue.

Although Li Yanzong only held an ordinary single saber, with his true qi enhancement, it was no different from a divine weapon, capable of cutting through metal and jade.

...

Wang Yuyan shouted, "Master Wang, Li Yanzong is using the Jade-Breaking Saber Technique of the Tiger Subduing Gang. He will attack your upper, middle, and lower paths."

Wang Yue, while fighting, shouted, "Wang Yuyan, if you keep talking, don't blame me for being impolite. Are you trying to show off your extensive knowledge in front of me? Stupid woman!"

Wang Yuyan felt very wronged. She was trying to help him, and he said such things to her.

Duan Yu stood up for Wang Yuyan, saying to Wang Yue, "Master Wang Yue, Miss Wang is trying to help you. How can you say such things to Miss Wang?"

Wang Yue sneered, "Do I, Wang Yue, need a woman who can't practice martial arts to give me pointers? What a joke! By the time she finishes explaining the moves, we will have already exchanged dozens of attacks. If you keep talking, go back inside."

A Bi advised, "Miss, Master Duan, don't say anything more. Just watch."

Wang Yuyan thought to herself, "Hmph, what's so great about it. Once I figure out your martial arts techniques, I'll tell my cousin, and he will surely defeat you."

...

"Bang!"

The two's fist strength and true qi collided, the powerful energy pushing the rain away, as if a transparent shield had enveloped them. After a moment, the shield disappeared, and the rain fell again.

Wang Yue and Li Yanzong both felt the pressure.

Moreover, they both felt their martial arts improving in the fight.

Wang Yue felt the changes in the hidden strength of Internal Martial Arts, which was beginning to transform into transformation strength, and he was excited.

"Transformation. This is transformation." Wang Yue was excited, "It seems my deduction was correct. If I can enter the transformation level, I will surely become a Dan Strength martial artist."

The changes in the hidden strength within his body gave Wang Yue hope.

Li Yanzong was also excited. His true qi was beginning to liquefy, a situation that could only be seen in martial arts classics.

When true qi liquefies, it means the Grandmaster level, capable of founding a sect.

"I mainly practice Internal Martial Arts, but I didn't expect my true qi to break through first." Li Yanzong thought, "It seems this true qi is not inferior to the hidden strength of Internal Martial Arts. I am correct. Liquefied true qi, when used, is like an arm, more mysterious than the fist strength of Internal Martial Arts. Wang Yue, I am already a half-step Grandmaster in true qi cultivation. Once my Internal Martial Arts breaks through, you will be forever beneath my feet."

He could feel Wang Yue's cultivation also breaking through, even without the transformation-level Internal Martial Arts technique. Wang Yue's breakthrough gave him many inspirations. As long as he studied and researched carefully, there was still hope of finding a way to become a transformation-level martial artist.

Li Yanzong shouted, "Wang Yue, you are indeed powerful, but if you can withstand my strongest move, I will admit defeat!"

Wang Yue laughed, "When have I ever feared you?"

Li Yanzong shouted, "Sword Edge of the World!"

Wang Yue mobilized all his blood and qi, his muscles tensed, his body like a tightly wound spring.

"Crushing Fist!"

The Crushing Fist, like an arrow, had the greatest penetration.

Wang Yue's half-step Crushing Fist was at its peak, shattering the saber's glow with a powerful fist force, striking the single saber.

Although the single saber was enhanced by Li Yanzong's pure true qi, it still collapsed instantly.

"Boom."

The fist force shattered the single saber, the power undiminished, striking Li Yanzong's chest.

Li Yanzong, using the force of the fist, flew backward and quickly disappeared in the rain.

"Long have I heard of Wang Yue's Internal Martial Arts. Today, I see it is indeed well-deserved. I will seek your guidance another day."

Li Yanzong's voice echoed.

Duan Yu was happy, "He won, Master Wang Yue won. We are safe."

A Bi laughed, "I told you, Brother Wang Yue has never lost."

Wang Yuyan also breathed a sigh of relief.

After the battle, Wang Yue's pores, which had been closed, suddenly opened, the powerful heat evaporating the surrounding rain.

Wang Yue was like a huge furnace.

A Bi, standing more than ten feet away, could still feel the powerful heat wave.

Wang Yuyan was shocked, thinking, "Wang Yue has cultivated Internal Martial Arts to such a level. My cousin is far behind. Even Li Yanzong's martial arts are not inferior to my cousin. How can there be so many top martial artists in this world of martial arts?"

Wang Yue was delighted, finally stepping into the transformation level. Although only one foot had entered, as long as he practiced systematically, entering the transformation level was just a matter of time.

The transformation level not only凝聚成内家拳特有的先天罡气,还能再生造化。即使断手断脚,运用化劲调养,也能长出来。

可以说,化劲能促进人体第二次发育,让身体越来越强大。

“王岳哥哥。”阿碧来到王岳身边,“你没有受伤吧?”

阿碧对王岳的武功很有信心,但还是有些担心。

王岳看了看拳头上的血痕,摇头道:“没事。”

王岳看到地上有一个小瓶子,是李延宗离开时掉下来的。

“这应该是解药了。”王岳捡起小瓶子,交给阿碧,说道,“拿去给王姑娘解毒吧。”

阿碧点头道:“好。”

王语嫣闻了一下,感觉瓶子里的药物奇臭无比。但身体却能动了,这果然是解药。

王岳回到屋子里,留下了银子。

慕容复那家伙走了,自然就由王岳来赔偿这一家人的损失了。

“你们有什么打算?”王岳问道。

他和阿碧是要回苏州的。

王语嫣说道:“我要去找我表哥。”

段誉自然是要跟在王语嫣身边:“王姑娘,我和你一起去找慕容公子吧。”

王语嫣和阿朱、包不同、风波恶他们走散了,现在有段誉在身边,也是好事。于是她点头道:“好,我们一起赶路。”

王岳看了段誉一眼,暗道,这段誉还真是痴情种子,和他老爹段正淳一个样。

“既然如此,两位保重。阿碧,我们走吧。”王岳和阿碧离开了。

...

李延宗走到一个林子中,撕下了人皮面具,露出了慕容复的样子,却见他的嘴角有着一丝血迹。

他被王岳最后一击崩拳击伤。

“王岳,没想到你已经开始进入了化劲了。”慕容复冷笑道,“不过,我也进入了宗师境界。”

调息了一下伤势,慕容复向西夏赶去。

...

官道上,阿朱骑着马,正向少林寺赶去。

这一次出来,阿朱见到了这么多高手。特别是乔峰从西夏一品堂中将她救下的时候,施展出来那金黄色光柱的龙形真气,所过之处,神魔辟易。

西夏一品堂所有人都不是乔峰的一招之敌。

“乔峰和王岳都是绝顶高手,公子爷现在未必能赢得了他们。根据表小姐所说,现在江湖中最为神奇的武功就是少林寺的易筋经,大理段氏的六脉神剑,丐帮的降龙十八掌和王岳的内家拳。”

“降龙十八掌在乔峰帮主手中,不可能得到,鸠摩智那大和尚说,六脉神剑已经烧毁,而王岳的内家拳后面的功法也不可能得到。现在唯一的希望就是只能是少林寺的易筋经了。”

阿朱心中暗道:“只要找到了易筋经,公子爷的武功一定就是突飞猛进,到时候就能敌得过乔帮主和王岳了。”

...

少室山下。乔峰走到一家农院前,这里正是他的家。

“爹,娘,峰儿我回来了。”

乔峰推开门,喊道。

但是屋子里的情景却让乔峰心中杀机大盛。

“吼!”

乔峰看到父母躺在地上已经死去多时,仰天长啸,发出了一声悲痛的龙吟。

“爹,娘,到底是谁杀死你们!”

乔峰抱着二老,悲痛道。

“乔峰!”一声大喝传来。

一位少林高僧带着几个小和尚走进农院,大声道:“好你个乔峰,就算你是辽人,可是乔三槐夫妇毕竟将你养大。你竟然残忍杀害了你的养父养母,真可谓是狼子野心。今日,贫僧就要降妖除魔,灭了你这辽人!”

乔峰抱起父母的尸身,说道:“我一定会查出是谁杀死了我爹娘,不管是谁,我都要他血债血偿!”

乔峰犹如猎豹一样冲出了小院,在空中留下了淡淡的残影。

“留住他!”少林高僧大声道。

可是他们如何能挡得住乔峰?只能看着乔峰离去。

“师傅,我们现在怎么办?”一个小和尚问道。

少林高僧说道:“上少林,联合众武僧,一定要留下乔峰这个辽人。不然江湖中又将是一阵腥风血雨!”

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Wang Yue's pores, which had been closed, suddenly opened, the powerful heat evaporating the surrounding rain.

Wang Yue was like a huge furnace.

A Bi, standing more than ten feet away, could still feel the powerful heat wave.

Wang Yuyan was shocked, thinking, "Wang Yue has cultivated Internal Martial Arts to such a level. My cousin is far behind. Even Li Yanzong's martial arts are not inferior to my cousin. How can there be so many top martial artists in this world of martial arts?"

Wang Yue was delighted, finally stepping into the transformation level. Although only one foot had entered, as long as he practiced systematically, entering the transformation level was just a matter of time.

The transformation level not only condenses into the unique innate qi of Internal Martial Arts but can also regenerate and transform. Even if one's hands or feet are severed, using transformation strength for recovery, they can grow back.

It can be said that the transformation level promotes the second development of the human body, making it increasingly powerful.

"Wang Yue, brother." A Bi came to Wang Yue's side, "Are you hurt?"

A Bi was very confident in Wang Yue's martial arts, but she was still a bit worried.

Wang Yue looked at the bloodstain on his fist and shook his head, "I'm fine."

Wang Yue saw a small bottle on the ground, which Li Yanzong had dropped when he left.

"This must be the antidote." Wang Yue picked up the small bottle and handed it to A Bi, saying, "Take it to Miss Wang to detoxify her."

A Bi nodded, "Alright."

Wang Yuyan smelled the bottle and found the medicine inside to be extremely foul. But her body could move again, so it was indeed the antidote.

Wang Yue returned to the house and left some silver.

Since Murong Fu had left, Wang Yue naturally had to compensate for the family's losses.

"What are your plans?" Wang Yue asked.

He and A Bi were going back to Suzhou.

Wang Yuyan said, "I need to find my cousin."

Duan Yu naturally wanted to stay by Wang Yuyan's side, "Miss Wang, I will go with you to find Master Murong."

Wang Yuyan and A Zhu, Bao Bu Tong, and Feng Bo E had been separated. Now that Duan Yu was with her, it was a good thing. So she nodded, "Alright, let's travel together."

Wang Yue glanced at Duan Yu, thinking, "Duan Yu is truly a devoted lover, just like his father Duan Zhengchun."

"Since that's the case, take care. A Bi, let's go." Wang Yue and A Bi left.

...

Li Yanzong walked into a forest, tore off the human skin mask, revealing Murong Fu's face, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He had been injured by Wang Yue's final Crushing Fist.

"Wang Yue, I didn't expect you to have already entered the transformation level," Murong Fu sneered, "But I have also entered the Grandmaster realm."

After adjusting his injuries, Murong Fu headed for Xixia.

...

On the official road, A Zhu was riding a horse, heading for Shaolin Temple.

This time out, A Zhu had seen so many martial arts experts. Especially when Qiao Feng rescued her from the Xixia First-Class Hall, using the golden dragon-shaped true qi, which made even gods and demons retreat.

No one in the Xixia First-Class Hall could withstand Qiao Feng's single move.

"Qiao Feng and Wang Yue are both top martial artists. According to Miss, the most mysterious martial arts in the world of martial arts now are the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing, Dali Duan's Six Pulse Sword, the Beggar Sect's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Wang Yue's Internal Martial Arts."

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are in the hands of Chief Qiao Feng, so it's impossible to obtain. The Six Pulse Sword has been burned, and the later techniques of Wang Yue's Internal Martial Arts are also unobtainable. The only hope now is the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing."

A Zhu thought, "As long as I find the Yi Jin Jing, the Young Master's martial arts will surely improve rapidly, and he will be able to match Chief Qiao and Wang Yue."

...

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Qiao Feng walked to a farmhouse, which was his home.

"Father, Mother, I'm back."

Qiao Feng pushed the door open and called out.

But the scene inside the house made Qiao Feng's killing intent surge.

"Roar!"

Qiao Feng saw his parents lying on the ground, dead for a long time, and let out a mournful dragon-like roar to the sky.

"Father, Mother, who killed you!"

Qiao Feng held the two elders and said mournfully.

"Qiao Feng!" a loud voice called out.

A high-ranking Shaolin monk, accompanied by several young monks, entered the farmhouse and shouted, "Qiao Feng, even if you are a Liao person, the Qiao Sanhuai couple raised you. You cruelly killed your adoptive parents, truly showing your wolfish nature. Today, this poor monk will subdue demons and eliminate evil, and destroy you, the Liao person!"

Qiao Feng picked up his parents' bodies and said, "I will find out who killed my parents, and no matter who it is, I will make them pay with their blood!"

Qiao Feng, like a leopard, rushed out of the small courtyard, leaving a faint afterimage in the air.

"Stop him!" the high-ranking Shaolin monk shouted.

But how could they stop Qiao Feng? They could only watch as he left.

"Master, what should we do now?" a young monk asked.

The high-ranking Shaolin monk said, "Go to Shaolin, unite with the martial monks, and we must stop Qiao Feng, the Liao person. Otherwise, the world of martial arts will be plunged into another storm of blood and wind!"

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