Chapter 25

Grievance, regret, and unwillingness, among other negative emotions, entangled around Qiao Feng. This outburst caused his entire body's true qi to boil, breaking through the bottleneck of the past few years and reaching the level of a grandmaster.

Although his martial arts had greatly improved, which could be considered a pleasant surprise, Qiao Feng did not feel a bit of joy.

When he left the Beggar Sect, Qiao Feng had already said that regardless of whether he was a Liao person or not, he would not kill a single Han person in his lifetime.

But now, there were already seven or eight Han people who had died at his hands.

"Kill!"

Tang Gong and Tang Po, seeing many people killed, attacked with all their might.

The high monks of Shaolin Temple also used their palm techniques to attack Qiao Feng.

Now, those fighting were all top martial artists. Second-rate martial artists could only watch from the side; at this level of combat, they could not intervene. The true qi fluctuations in the field could make their blood and heart meridians burst.

"How can this evil Qiao Feng be so strong! If this continues, who will be his match in the future? We will all become his victims."

"We must kill Qiao Feng today, or it will be our end."

For a moment, all the heroes were determined to die.

Qiao Feng's martial arts were too powerful. If he could not be stopped today, the threat would be enormous, and no one in the entire martial world would be able to control him.

Success or failure, this was everyone's thought.

"Boom, boom."

The collision of true qi caused the ground to crack.

On the roof, a figure in a black robe hid in the shadows, watching the battle below and nodding in approval: "Feng, you are truly a man of the Great Liao. At such a young age, you have already reached the grandmaster level. Even I might not be able to defeat you now."

"Repentance of the Dragon!"

A huge dragon roar echoed, and the surrounding space seemed to distort. Golden true qi formed a massive dragon-shaped pillar, with astonishing impact. Wherever the true qi passed, martial heroes either died or were injured.

Even top martial artists, five of them, had already died under Qiao Feng's palm.

After A Zhu's injuries were under control, she came out and saw Qiao Feng fighting the heroes, the scene was extremely shocking.

"Big Brother Qiao, you must leave quickly. My injuries are now under control, and I am not in danger. Don't fight with them anymore."

A Zhu, worried about Qiao Feng's safety, shouted loudly.

Although Qiao Feng had reached the grandmaster level, he had not had time to consolidate his cultivation, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms consumed a tremendous amount of true qi.

Under the attacks of dozens of top martial artists, Qiao Feng also began to suffer from sword and knife wounds.

However, the heroes suffered even more. More than forty people had already died at Qiao Feng's hands.

Xue Mu Hua, seeing dozens of bodies on the ground, his eyes filled with burning anger: "Qiao Feng, you have killed so many martial heroes. Today, I will challenge you!"

Xue Mu Hua launched a punch, attacking Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng coldly snorted and struck with a palm, the powerful true qi directly pushing Xue Mu Hua back.

"Internal Fist?"

Qiao Feng looked at Xue Mu Hua with disdain, "Although the Internal Fist is miraculous, it depends on who uses it. If Brother Wang Yue used it, I, Qiao Feng, would have to avoid his sharp edge. But you, Doctor Xue, are a different story. Your Internal Fist is not yet fully cultivated."

Xue Mu Hua's face turned red and blue. He originally thought his martial arts were among the best in the martial world, but he did not expect to be unable to withstand even one move from Qiao Feng.

What a great humiliation.

Xue Mu Hua did not blame the Internal Fist for being insufficiently profound, but rather blamed his own lack of martial talent.

"Everyone, grab this girl. This girl came with the evil Qiao Feng, and their relationship is not ordinary. If we can't kill Qiao Feng, killing her is also good."

Many people rushed towards A Zhu.

The disciples of the National Martial Arts Hall immediately protected A Zhu in the center, shouting loudly: "Who dares? A Zhu is the sister of our hall master's wife. If you dare to touch her, you will be enemies of the National Martial Arts Hall."

Seeing these people attack A Zhu, Qiao Feng was instantly filled with rage: "You despicable people, how dare you attack a weak woman. Die!"

Palm prints flew, Qiao Feng attacked with fury, leaving no room for mercy. All the martial artists who were hit died.

You Ji shouted loudly: "Qiao Feng, we will not let you leave today, even if we die!"

The You brothers' weapons were round steel shields. The steel shields were sharp, capable of both attack and defense, and were considered one of the more powerful exotic weapons.

Qiao Feng struck with both palms, directly breaking the steel shields and injuring the two.

Seeing the broken steel shields, the You brothers shouted: "Shield and man stand together, shield destroyed, man dies."

The two struck their own heads with palm power and committed suicide.

This sudden change even caught Wang Shan and Wang He off guard.

"Father, Uncle."

A young voice sounded, it was the young master of Juxian Manor, You Tan Zhi.

Qiao Feng rushed towards A Zhu, and wherever he went, the heroes were forced to retreat. Anyone hit by his palm power did not survive.

"Shan Ge?"

Wang He looked at Wang Shan, shouting anxiously. If this continued, these people would be killed before Qiao Feng's true qi was exhausted.

Qiao Feng was too powerful, and no one could stop him.

Wang Shan put on a steel glove and said: "Wang He, I must act. Otherwise, almost no one in Juxian Manor will survive, and they will all die under Qiao Feng's palms! If I die, take A Zhu and the disciples of the National Martial Arts Hall back to Suzhou immediately."

"Roar!"

It was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again.

Qiao Feng was already in a killing frenzy, and anyone who tried to harm A Zhu would die.

"Qiao Feng, stop!"

Wang Shan acted.

Wang Shan's punch hit Qiao Feng, and the air around him produced a sonic boom.

The momentum was astonishing!

"Boom!"

The steel glove hit Qiao Feng's palm, and the collision of powerful true qi and punch force caused a massive explosion, creating a large crater in the ground.

Qiao Feng stood still, his true qi circulating to neutralize Wang Shan's punch force.

Wang Shan, however, was pushed back more than ten meters by the powerful true qi.

Wang Shan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Enough! Qiao Feng, do you want to kill everyone here?"

Those saved by Wang Shan looked at Qiao Feng with lingering fear, retreating several yards, their faces filled with shock.

These people were shocked to see Wang Shan, not knowing that he was a world-class expert, capable of fighting Qiao Feng.

Although Wang Shan was at a clear disadvantage and even injured, his strength could not be denied.

Among those present, besides Qiao Feng, Wang Shan was the most powerful.

Qiao Feng stopped, looking at the surrounding bodies, already numbering over a hundred.

Qiao Feng looked at his hands in disbelief. Did he really kill all these people?

At the beginning, Qiao Feng was filled with anger and attacked without restraint. Now, looking back, he was deeply pained and regretful to see that over a hundred people had died at his hands.

If Wang Shan had not intervened, Qiao Feng might have continued to kill.

Wang He walked to Wang Shan's side and asked: "Shan Ge, are you okay?"

Wang Shan shook his head: "I'm fine, just my internal organs and blood were shaken. I'll be fine after a short rest."

Wang Shan was somewhat excited. A few years ago, Qiao Feng was still his idol, but now he could fight him, even though he was at a disadvantage and could not withstand a few moves. This achievement was enough to make Wang Shan excited.

"Qiao Feng, you killed my brother, I want you dead."

"Qiao Feng, my brother died at your hands, die!"

Although the crowd feared Qiao Feng, their strong desire for revenge overcame their fear.

They raised their swords and knives and attacked Qiao Feng.

"Thud... thud..."

Qiao Feng's body was marked with over a dozen sword and knife wounds.

Blood stained Qiao Feng's clothes.

Wang Shan stopped them: "Stop, all of you, stop. Qiao Feng is no longer killing, if you continue to attack him, no one will be able to save you."

These people were truly reckless, daring to attack Qiao Feng. Didn't they know how powerful Qiao Feng was?

"Rip!"

The sound of air being torn apart, a huge whip descended from the sky, and those who were attacking Qiao Feng were torn to pieces.

The whip wrapped around Qiao Feng's waist. The black-robed figure lifted the whip and carried Qiao Feng away from Juxian Manor.

Wang He was shocked: "Who is this black-robed person? He has such power. His cultivation is not inferior to Qiao Feng and the hall master."

Wang Shan also nodded. It was better that Qiao Feng was saved, avoiding more slaughter. Fortunately, the black-robed person did not start a massacre, or no one in Juxian Manor would have survived.

"Big Brother Qiao!" A Zhu shouted loudly as she saw Qiao Feng being taken away.

Wang Shan bowed to Xue Mu Hua: "Doctor Xue, Qiao Feng has left. We should take our leave. Please treat A Zhu's injuries. The National Martial Arts Hall of Suzhou is grateful."

Xue Mu Hua nodded: "Rest assured, as long as I, Xue Mu Hua, am here, A Zhu will be fine."

As Wang Shan and Wang He left, a young man knelt in front of Wang Shan.

This young man was You Tan Zhi.

"I hope you will take me as a disciple," You Tan Zhi said, bowing and crying.

Wang Shan did not immediately agree but asked: "Do you want to learn martial arts? Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

The National Martial Arts Hall had a rule that all disciples who came to learn martial arts had to answer this question.

"I want to take revenge on Qiao Feng! That evil Qiao Feng killed my father and uncle, I must kill him!" You Tan Zhi's heart was filled with hatred.

Wang Shan shook his head inwardly. Another person filled with hatred. However, he could not blame You Tan Zhi; if he were in You Tan Zhi's position, he would make the same choice.

"You Tan Zhi, our National Martial Arts Hall of Suzhou teaches martial arts, but does not take disciples. Not only me, but even our hall master has never taken a disciple. So, if you want to learn martial arts, you don't need to become a disciple; just come to the National Martial Arts Hall of Suzhou."

Wang Shan continued: "However, as you saw, my martial arts are good, but I am not a match for Qiao Feng. Although Qiao Feng is a Liao person, every Han person dislikes him and even wants to kill him, we must admit that his martial arts are rare in the world, and it would not be an exaggeration to say he is invincible. Even our hall master, Wang Yue, has no certainty of defeating Qiao Feng."

"You Tan Zhi, think carefully. If you really want to learn martial arts, come to the National Martial Arts Hall of Suzhou. We will treat you well and equally with other disciples. Whether you can surpass Qiao Feng and take revenge, I cannot guarantee." With that, Wang Shan and Wang He left Juxian Manor.

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