The four of them understood each other, and their martial arts cultivation was not too different.
Even Deng Baichuan was only slightly stronger than the other three in terms of inner force cultivation. Gongye Qian's palm technique was the strongest while Feng Poliu E was the kind of person who would fight without eating.
Now, he saw Lu Feng defeat Bao Butong in just two moves.
How could he make them feel both happy and worried?
The good news was that for many years, there had never been such a young master in the martial arts world. It was enough for them to be thick-skinned and go up to verify their martial arts.
What worried him was that such an expert would ruin the young master's plans in the future. Moreover, he was from Shaolin Temple.
Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian were more thoughtful in their considerations. They vaguely saw Lu Feng as one of the stumbling blocks in Murong Fu's path to restoring the country.
Feng Poliu E, this fighting maniac, didn't think too much about it. Seeing Lu Feng's strength, his hands were itching for action as he excitedly shouted at Lu Feng.
"Good, you have such martial arts attainments at such a young age. You didn't embarrass Shaolin Temple.”
After praising Lu Feng, Feng Poliu E felt that Lu Feng was really despicable. He only used two moves to defeat Bao Butong, and he secretly thought about Lu Feng.
"Little master from Shaolin Temple, now that you've injured Third Brother Boson's foot, you can only leave if you pay a few thousand taels of silver for his medical expenses. Either you fight with me and let this matter rest!”
Then, his eyes were like a tiger that had descended from the mountain, staring at Lu Feng. If Lu Feng refused, he would make a move first.
Seeing Lu Feng remain silent, Feng Poliu E continued to speak.
"Otherwise, don't even think about walking out of Young Master's Canhe Village like this!”
Beside Feng Poliu, Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian looked at each other and nodded. It was as if the two of them had secretly reached an agreement.
Lu Feng, who was standing on the stage, heard Feng Polixie's words and felt the atmosphere in his heart. Luckily, Feng Polixie was able to say it out loud. Bao Butong had only injured his leg, and he was already asking for compensation of a thousand taels of silver for his medical expenses. Was Bao Butong's leg covered in gold?
"Is this over? If Feng Bo E was defeated later, would Murong Fu's retainers, Gongyeqian and Deng Baichuan, go up on stage to spar?”
Lu Feng thought to himself.
If that was the case, I'm afraid that Martial Uncle Xuan Bei's trip…
Just as Lu Feng was about to reject Feng Poliu's suggestion, he saw Feng Poliu take a few steps and fly onto the stage.
As expected of the title of " A gust of wind in Jiangnan ", Feng Polixie's lightness skill was actually better than some inner disciples of Shaolin Temple.
Seeing that Lu Feng did not agree immediately, Feng Bie, who often roamed the martial world, did not understand that this little monk wanted to reject his request for a martial arts competition and intended to directly enter the arena.
"Little bald monk, it seems that you don't want to compensate me, but you also don't want to fight with me. In that case, I can only come up and compete with you personally!”
From the little master to the little monk, he was now calling Lu Feng a bald donkey?
Seeing how despicable Feng Poliu was, no matter how calm Lu Feng was, he couldn't care less about the morality of the pugilistic world.
Feng Poliu said to Bao Butong as he coldly watched Feng Poliu E walk up to the stage and help him up.
"I say, Third Brother Boson, have you been neglecting your martial arts training? Why are you not as good as a little bald donkey?”
Bao Butong's already ashamed face turned even paler. He was about to refute Feng Poliu's words.'You'll know how strange this monk is if you try it yourself later.'
However, Gongye Qian, who had remained silent all this while, spoke up excitedly.
"Fourth Brother Feng, Little Master is so powerful. I'm afraid you might not be his match.”
"Although the four of us aren't biological brothers, seeing Third Brother being humiliated like this, as Second Brother, I can't stand below the stage and watch Little Master defeat you again. Why don't we have a spar with me and your Big Brother Deng?”
When Feng Poliu heard the first sentence, he had thought that Gongye Qian was against his martial arts competition. After hearing the entire sentence, Feng Poliu looked at Bao Butong who was being supported by him. He felt that Gongye Qian's words made sense.
When A'Zhu saw that Big Brother Deng did not reject Second Brother Gongye's suggestion, he could not help but worry for Lu Feng.
Even though Lu Feng had defeated Bao Butong, Gongyeqian and Deng Baichuan were much stronger than Bao Butong.
"Fourth Brother Feng, Second Brother Gongye, Big Brother Deng, isn't this inappropriate? This little monk is a guest from afar. If today's matter were to spread to the martial world, my Canshe Village might end up with a reputation of bullying the weak and bullying the few with numbers.”
Wang Yuyan advised Deng Baichuan.
"Big Brother Deng and the others are happy to see the Shaolin masters. As the younger sister of your big brothers, it's really not easy for me to persuade you. I only hope that the two big brothers will go on stage later and be gentle, so that cousin won't have a hard time dealing with the rumors in the martial world.”
Wang Yuyan only said this to Deng Baichuan. It wasn't because she didn't want to persuade Feng Poliu, but because she understood Feng Poliu very well. After a fight, his mind would be filled with moves, and he would probably throw her words to the back of his mind.
Wang Yuyan's voice was neither loud nor soft, and she didn't hide anything from Lu Feng. At this moment, Lu Feng heard everything she said, and his expression darkened.
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