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One thing to say, Murong Fu's kung fu was actually quite good.

When Meng Xiuyuan fought with him just now, he could feel that Master Murong was indeed very accomplished in changing his moves and responding to enemies on the spot. He was considered a rare "technical flow" master.

Coupled with his extensive knowledge of martial arts and his fairly good internal skills, although he is not as brave and invincible as Qiao Feng, there is indeed no other opponent among the younger generation in this martial arts world.

Even compared to older masters such as Duan Yanqing and Ding Chunqiu who have been famous for a long time, Murong Fu may not be left behind by relying on his family's advantages in martial arts.

However, Meng Xiuyuan was still a little worried. If he really complied with his request and slapped him with all his strength, he would be beaten to death.

"General Li, we have no life-or-death enmity. I think you acted in a measured way just now.

There is no need to risk one's life for a few words from others."

Meng Xiuyuan looked at Murong Fu indifferently and said sincerely.

However, he didn't expect that Murong Fu completely misinterpreted his meaning. He secretly said that although Meng Xiuyuan's internal strength was high, he lacked flexibility in the fight. He lost his confidence after the fight with him just now, so he begged for mercy like this.

Therefore, Murong Fu laughed and then said coldly:

"Mr. Meng is right in what he said. We really have no life-or-death enmity. I, Mr. Li, rarely meet young heroes like you, and I admire you very much.

So when we start fighting later, even if I win, I will definitely spare your life.

However, in this martial arts competition, there is no reason to stop at any time.

Don’t Mr. Duan and Ms. Wang both say that I, Mr. Li, am not as good as you in martial arts? Mr. Meng, how come you are the first to lose your temper?”

Having said this, he took another deep look at Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu who were standing side by side, snorted coldly, and then continued:

"Mr. Meng, if you want to blame me, blame your two companions for talking nonsense and hurting you.

If you are really scared, all you have to do is crawl underground, kowtow to me three times, and shout, ‘Thank you, sir, for sparing me,’ and then I can leave it at that.”

Meng Xiuyuan felt happy when he heard this. He smiled and shook his head, saying that it must be that the unintentional taunts made by Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan just now were too harsh and really stung the pride of Mr. Murong in front of him.

Now that the matter has come to this, there is obviously nothing more to say.

"General Li, please."

Meng Xiuyuan waved slightly to Murong Fu, indicating that he could attack.

When Murong Fu saw Meng Xiuyuan still looking so aloof, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He immediately picked up the steel knife in his hand and rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan.

Although he was angry in his heart, Murong Fu's moves were not affected at all. On the contrary, in this situation, he was fully focused, his mind was clear, and his offensive was much more powerful than before.

A long sword attacks, and not only the sword skills, but also the sword skills, spear skills of various sects, and even the essence of Qi Sect weapons are used in it.

Such a performance was indeed quite amazing, and Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but think of Yang Xiao, the left ambassador of light he had fought against in his previous life.

Their Kung Fu methods are somewhat similar. They both draw on the strengths of various sects' moves. When the moves are practiced to the extreme, they can make up for the lack of skill. This is a rare and smooth path in martial arts.

However, Murong Fu was still young after all, and was occupied by the unrealistic ideal of "reviving Dayan". He lacked some firepower and could not pose much of a threat to Meng Xiuyuan.

He fired more than a dozen moves in a row, the more he used them, the more dangerous they became, and the sword flash became more and more urgent, but he still couldn't touch Meng Xiuyuan's body, and Meng Xiuyuan dodged them all in the slightest movement.

Even Duan Yu, who was not familiar with martial arts, noticed something was wrong and asked Wang Yuyan:

"Miss Wang, I understand this time. General Li is indeed no match for Brother Meng.

Even if Brother Meng gives him so many moves, he still can't hit Brother Meng."

Wang Yuyan chuckled lightly and said to Duan Yu:

"You idiot, keep your voice down, don't let General Li hear you again.

His kung fu is already extremely high, and since he was originally placed in the arena, he would rarely encounter opponents.

It's a pity that he is narrow-minded and insists on calculating, and he offends the wrong opponent.

Mr. Meng doesn’t want to hurt his life, but if he is so provoked by you, he will immediately become angry to death, then Mr. Meng will blame you.”

Duan Yu was startled when he heard this and hurriedly lowered his voice. He nodded sincerely and admitted his mistake to Wang Yuyan:

"Miss Wang taught me the right lesson, I was reckless.

This General Li is just arrogant and obsessed with victory and defeat. If I really piss him off, it would be a big sin..."

Murong Fu couldn't attack for a long time, and he was already frightened and anxious. After listening to the conversation between Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan, he felt that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He immediately refused to tangle with Meng Xiuyuan and used a unique move.

With a flick of his long sword, the forged steel blade was instantly broken into several pieces. In a moment, Murong Fu's hands changed, and he shot the broken blades at Meng Xiuyuan with several different techniques like lightning, almost

Sealed all his dodge space.

"Hmph, let me see how you can dodge?!"

With an angry roar, Murong Fu threw the hilt of the knife in his hand at Meng Xiuyuan, and at the same time chased after him, hoping to seize the opportunity to land a winning blow while Meng Xiuyuan was in a hurry to deal with these broken blades.

But unexpectedly, he suddenly heard Meng Xiuyuan's calm voice:

"General Li just said he would spare my life, so I won't kill him..."

When Murong Fu heard this, before he could rebuke Meng Xiuyuan for being arrogant, suddenly the hair on his body stood up and his eyes trembled.

I saw Meng Xiuyuan strike out with a light palm, and the broken blades flying towards him seemed to have been cast by magic. They immediately turned around at 180 degrees and turned into streaks of cold light and shot back at them like lightning.

What followed was the powerful palm power of the "Six Yang Palms of Tianshan Mountain" that was as blazing as the sun and surging like waves, forcing Murong Fu to lose his breath.

At this moment, Murong Fu felt the fear he had never experienced before in his life, and his eyesight went dark, as if he had already seen the faint Huangquan Road.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Under such circumstances, even if he is still playing the identity of "Li Yanzong" at this moment, Murong Fu will never dare to hide his clumsiness anymore.

He wanted to take away the force of Meng Xiuyuan's blow.

As the supreme secret skill of the Murong family, this "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan" is very impressive. Its essence is to use force to fight and even rebound the opponent's attack. The harder the opponent's attack is, the greater the power of the rebound will be.

However, although this effort has high intentions, it is ultimately just an idealized situation.

Facing Meng Xiuyuan's terrifying palm force, Murong Fu had no confidence at all that he could bounce it back, so he had to use all his strength to deflect the palm force to his side, not to hurt the enemy, but to protect himself.

But even so, Murong Fu still overestimated himself.

Hearing a "boom" sound, the stone pestle in the mill nearby was snapped by the force of the palm. Murong Fu himself was in a hurry and failed to transfer all the force of the palm. A mouthful of blood spurted out and he also moved backwards.

It flew out upside down.

Murong Fu's idol was carrying a heavy burden. Even though he was seriously injured at this moment, he did not want to be embarrassed. He forced his energy in mid-air to slightly restore the strength of his limbs. He adjusted his body posture slightly and managed to land on his feet.

But after all, Meng Xiuyuan's palm was too powerful. After Murong Fu landed on the ground, he still couldn't help but stagger back a few steps. In the end, even though he tried his best, his legs couldn't help but weaken and he sat down on his butt.

It fell to the ground and was covered in dust.

"General Li, are you okay?!"

When Duan Yu saw Murong Fu like this, he hurriedly wanted to help him, but he was gently grabbed by Wang Yuyan beside him and whispered:

"Master Duan, don't be stupid.

This General Li insisted on challenging Mr. Meng. To be able to survive at this moment is already a sign of Mr. Meng's benevolence and righteousness.

We are enemies, not friends, and you keep caring about what he does..."

As she spoke, Wang Yuyan raised her head and said in a cold voice to Murong Fu, who was lying on the ground in a panic in the distance:

"General Li, a man should be brave enough to take action.

Since you have lost, you should bow your head to Mr. Meng honestly and stay away from him when you see him in the future.

Only in this way can I be worthy of Mr. Meng's great kindness to spare your life despite your repeated provocations."

Wang Yuyan said this out of good intentions.

Because she had heard this "Li Yanzong" say that he had met Murong Fu before and praised Murong Fu's martial arts, she felt good about him and thought of saying a few words like this to force him to bow his head and help him protect his life in front of Meng Xiuyuan.

Destiny comes.

But Miss Wang could never imagine that under the human skin mask of "Li Yanzong", her cousin who was thinking about her deeply felt how ashamed, angry and angry she was after hearing her words.

Suddenly spitting out another mouthful of blood, Murong Fu stared at Wang Yuyan for a long time, and finally refrained from speaking. He just took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it at Meng Xiuyuan.

"This is the antidote. I, Mr. Li, did lose today..."

As he spoke, Murong Fu jumped up from the ground, rushed out of the mill, and galloped away on a horse.

Meng Xiuyuan took the small bottle of antidote, but did not stop Murong Fu. Instead, he turned around and asked Wang Yuyan with some confusion:

"Miss Wang, don't you recognize the power transfer technique that 'General Li' used in the end?"

Meng Xiuyuan was a little curious, even though he had used the phrase "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan", Wang Yuyan hadn't noticed that the person standing in front of her was her cousin, and he said it so sharply.

Wang Yuyan was stunned by Meng Xiuyuan's question, thought for a moment, and finally shook her head:

"Master Meng thinks highly of me.

Although I read many martial arts secret books at home, after all, there are many martial arts in the world, and I don’t understand everything.

Not only do I not recognize the last Kung Fu that General Li used, but I have also never seen the last palm technique that Mr. Meng used.

The palm power is so fierce and fierce that even Gang Leader Qiao’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms may not be as good as it..."

Compared to Li Yanzong, Meng Xiuyuan's palm had a greater impact on Wang Yuyan.

She even couldn't help but think that if her cousin were to become an enemy of the enigmatic and god-like Master Meng in the future, he would probably be like General Li today, being slapped so hard that he could hardly fight back, and both his reputation and reputation would be ruined. Bar……
To be continued...