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25 This child’s talent is so terrifying

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"Master, if you have something to say, feel free to say it!"

Lu Feng bowed respectfully to Xuan Ci.

Hearing Lu Feng's words, Xuan Ci pulled him to her side.

Xuan Ci turned around and shouted at Xu Qing, who was standing guard outside the courtyard.

"Xu Qing, inform Junior Brother Xuan Bei to go to the meeting hall.”

Xu Qing replied loudly from outside the door.

"Alright, host!"

Meeting Hall.

As soon as Xuan Bei entered the hall, he found Xuan Ci already sitting on the high seat, and another person standing beside him. It was clearly the young novice monk he had fought to take as his disciple a year ago, Lu Feng.

"I asked Junior Brother Xuan Bei to come here today because I have a candidate for this trip after the last meeting.”

Before Xuan Bei could speak, Xuan Ci continued.

"Brother, I think that if you let Junior Brother Xuan Bei go down the mountain to investigate, I will let my disciple Xu Kong assist you.”

Xuan Bei stood up from his chair and bowed to Xuan Ci when he heard the host brother asking him to go down the mountain.

"Good."

However, Xuan Bei had a worried look on his face. He was obviously a little suspicious of Xuan Ci's arrangements, so he immediately spoke.

"If it was just Junior Brother alone, it would be pointless. But now, there are juniors. If there is an emergency, I'm afraid Junior Brother might not be able to protect Martial Nephew Xu Kong.”

Even though Lu Feng was talented, he was still young and his cultivation was still shallow. Moreover, he was the personal disciple of his senior brother, Fang Zhang. If anything happened to him, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard Xuan Bei's words.

Obviously, Xuan Bei treated him as a burden.

Xuan Ci, on the other hand, smiled when he heard Xuan Bei's words.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xuan Bei. I asked you to take care of this useless disciple of mine just to show him the dangers of Jianghu. Besides, this disciple of mine is not as weak as he was a year ago.”

"If you don't believe me, you can compete with my useless disciple.”

Xuan Bei heard Xuan Ci's words and turned around in surprise.

"Could it be that…Martial Nephew Xu Kong's strength has increased greatly during this period of time?”

Xuan Ci wouldn't shoot without thinking. Since he said so, it meant that the little monk in front of him really couldn't be underestimated.

Of course…he didn't think that Lu Feng's strength would be that high.

Even if he was talented, he couldn't resist the short amount of time.

Seeing Xuan Ci praise Lu Feng so much, Xuan Bei couldn't say anything else. He could only lower his head and ponder.

Xuan Bei thought that this mission would be extremely dangerous. If this little monk still needed his care, he would be placed in a gang that was on good terms with Shaolin. If he had the strength of the late stage of the second-rate realm, it would not matter if he gave Lu Feng some pointers on the way, so he said.

"Then Junior Martial Brother will spar with Martial Nephew Xu Kong so that Junior Martial Brother will have a better idea!”

Lu Feng looked at Xuan Ci. Seeing Xuan Ci nod in agreement, he walked straight to Xuan Bei and said to him,"

"Martial Uncle Xuan Bei, why don't you follow me to the Martial Arts Practice Field outside?”

As he approached Xuan Bei, Lu Feng opened the attribute panel of Xuan Bei through the system.

Name: Xuan Bei

[Cultivation Talent: Grade Nine]

[Mental Cultivation Technique: Taixu Sutra]

[Cultivation: Peak of the first-rate realm]

[Techniques: Skanda Palm, Arhat Fist, Prajna Zen Palm, Great Skanda Pestle…]

When he saw the Great Skanda Staff at the back of the technique, Lu Feng finally knew what kind of person Senior Master Xuan Bei was. Could he be the Senior Master who had died in Murong Bo's hands?

Lu Feng couldn't help but think to himself. It seemed like this trip down the mountain…was to investigate Murong Bo?

Ever since the battle at Yanmen Pass, Murong Bo had hidden himself in Jianghu and no longer had the heroic ambition of his youth.

However, Lu Feng knew that ever since the battle at Yanmen Pass, Murong Bo was afraid that his reputation would be ruined, and he was even more afraid that Xuan Ci would come and confront him, so he had been hiding everywhere.

Lu Feng followed behind Xuan Bei.

Since the meeting hall did not have a martial arts arena, the three of them could only go to the Medicine King Yard not far away.

Xuan Nian, the head of the Medicine King's Yard, who was cultivating in seclusion in the main hall, heard his disciple's report that his senior brother Xuan Ci and junior brother Xuan Bei had come to his Medicine King's Yard's martial arts arena, followed by a young novice monk.

Xuan Nian could only stop cultivating and go to his own martial arts practice field.

When the people from the other halls heard the news, they also rushed to the Medicine King Hall.

Medicine King Yard's practice field.

Seeing Lu Feng and Xuan Bei standing in the training field, the monks were confused and looked at Xuan Nian.

"What happened?"

One of them asked Xuan Nian.

"This old monk has just arrived, so I don't know what happened. Why don't you ask Senior Abbot?”

Xuan Nian said to the others.

When Xuan Ci heard their words, he could only tell the junior brothers who came to watch.

"It's just that Junior Brother Xuan Bei is itching for a spar with my good-for-nothing disciple. Don't worry.”

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

Even if Lu Feng was talented, how could he be worthy of the attention of Junior Brother Xuan Bei?

Xuan Bei and Lu Feng stood opposite each other on the martial arts stage.

"Martial Uncle Xuan Bei, please!"

Lu Feng politely invited Xuan Bei.

The eminent monks of the Xuan generation standing below the stage could not help but break out in a cold sweat for Lu Feng.

They were afraid that Xuan Bei would hurt Lu Feng, which would ruin the arrangement of their Senior Brother.

One of the eminent monks didn't think Lu Feng could fight Xuan Bei.

"Humph, Senior Brother Xuan Ci thinks too highly of his disciple. He actually agreed to Junior Brother Xuan Bei's suggestion. I'm afraid Junior Brother Xuan Bei can subdue him with one move.”

On the arena, Xuan Bei was not as relaxed as he said. Lu Feng, who was on the stage and below, gave him two completely different feelings.

He felt that Lu Feng was a talented and intelligent junior. A year ago, he had entered the second-rate realm when he was only a teenager. But now that he was on the stage, Xuan Bei felt that there was a ferocious beast in Lu Feng's eyes. He could not tell when the latter would tear him apart.

Xuan Tong, who was below the stage, did not know that Lu Feng had already broken through to the first-rate realm. At present, only Xuan Ci had some understanding of Lu Feng's strength.

Just as Xuan Tong was about to open his mouth and suggest ending this unnecessary spar, the two people on the stage attacked each other at the same time.

"Bang bang…"

The collision of their fists caused a cracking sound. The Great Skanda Staff was in the hands of Xuan Bei, who used fist power instead of weapons. It was worthy of being an eminent monk of the Xuan generation.

Lu Feng's Arhat Fist, which was a fresh and perfect move, was actually on par with Xuan Bei's.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. There was no repetition in their moves, and each move was extremely exciting.

The monks below the stage were stunned. Even Xuan Ci's expression was only slightly better than the others.

"This, this is impossible…"

The senior monk who had mocked Lu Feng for not being able to withstand a single attack from Xuan Bei muttered in a low voice.

Xuan Tong felt a faint pain in his heart as he cursed in his heart.

"If I had known that this kid's talent was so terrifying, even if I lost all my face that day, I wouldn't have…"

"Regret!"

Xuan Ci's expression was normal, but his clenched fists could not hide the joy in his heart.

The other eminent monks had different expressions, but it was obvious that most of them were regretful.

If his temperament was unstable, the monks would probably not be able to sleep tonight, and Xuan Ci would probably be so happy that she would not be able to sleep.

At this moment, after the two people had exchanged more than a hundred moves, Xuan Bei took the lead and retreated a few steps to widen the distance between him and Lu Feng.

He said to Xuan Ci below the stage.

"Senior brother abbot, I'll listen to your arrangements.”

Hearing Uncle Master Xuan Bei's words, Lu Feng stopped.

Xuan Ci said to the others.

"Junior Brothers, please go back first. I have something to tell Junior Brother Xuan Bei and that good-for-nothing disciple.”

Upon hearing the words " good-for-nothing disciple," the other eminent monks of the Xuan generation all revealed indignant expressions and left in anger.

Xuan Bei and Xuan Ci walked together, and Lu Feng was half a meter behind the two people in front.

Xuan Ci said.

"Ever since the battle at Yanmen Pass that year, I still have doubts. I have to trouble Junior Brother Xuan Bei to go to Swallow Dock and ask Mr. Murong Bo where the news came from.”

"Innocent people caused the Khitan family and dozens of warriors to lose their lives. This old monk has always felt uneasy and uneasy.”

Xuan Bei replied respectfully.

"There's one more thing I need to trouble Junior Brother Xuan Bei with. That good-for-nothing disciple has just entered Jianghu and doesn't know how evil people are. I'm afraid he will suffer a great loss. I hope Junior Brother can give him some pointers.”

Before Xuan Bei could speak, Xuan Ci turned his head and said to Lu Feng.

"When you go out, listen to your Martial Uncle Xuan Bei's arrangements. Don't make any decisions on your own. Otherwise, when you come back, I might punish you severely.”

Lu Feng could only nod and answer.

"I will follow your orders. I will follow Martial Uncle Xuan Bei's arrangements this time.”

When Xuan Bei heard this, his heart was in his throat and he calmed down a little. In his opinion, he was already on par with him at such a young age. He was probably very arrogant. Now it seemed that he had worried too much.

The next day.

Lu Feng followed Xuan Bei out of the Shaolin Temple.

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