Lake Tai.
Ling Feng and Zhu Qiqi were boating on the lake.
They happened to pass by a mountain villa.
He saw that there were many camelia flowers planted on it.
"Brother Feng, look at the flowers over there. They're so beautiful!" Qiqi said happily.”
"Why don't we go and take a look?"
When she opened her mouth, Ling Feng didn't say anything, but the boatman was shocked.
"Young Master, you must not!"
"This place is called Mantuo Villa."
"There is a Madam Wang living in the manor."
"It's fine for women to go to the island to admire the flowers.”
"But if a man goes up, he will be captured and used as fertilizer!”
When Zhu Qiqi heard that there was such a strange person?
How much did she hate men?
Seeing her puzzled expression, Ling Feng knew what she was thinking.
However, he did not reveal it.
Besides, there was nothing to tell about Duan Zhengchun and Li Qingluo's story.
Duan Zhengchun's greatest achievement was that almost every woman he had been in love with had given birth to his children.
Duan Yu's biological mother, Dao Baifeng and the Princess Consort of Zhennan, had given birth to another child.
After that, he raised her up.
This also indirectly confirmed one sentence.
Green people are always green!
"What's wrong? You want to see camelia?”
"Yes, I do want to go, but I don't want Brother Feng to be turned into flower fertilizer.”
Zhu Qiqi's worried look was really cute.
"If you want to see it, then let's go.”
"Don't worry, I won't be turned into flower fertilizer.”
After receiving Ling Feng's confirmation, Zhu Qiqi no longer had any worries.
They landed on the island happily.
As soon as she came ashore, she skipped forward.
She suddenly realized something and quickly stopped what she was doing.
But when she turned around, she saw Ling Feng frowning.
"Aiya, Brother Feng, don't blame me.”
"I just love the feeling of being carried into the carriage by you.”
As expected, women who did something wrong liked to use coquettishness to fool them.
Coincidentally, Ling Feng was very fond of this.
The two of them strolled on the island.
Along the way, he admired the blooming camelias.
When he passed by an empty space, he heard someone practicing.
The man seemed to be using a stick technique.
His moves were smooth and natural.
However, in Ling Feng's eyes, he had lost the essence of this rod technique.
As expected, the beautiful girl at the side said.
"Cousin, you didn't hit it right."
"This set of rod techniques focuses on…"
The girl explained to him and described it to him.
It sounded like he was reprimanding him.
Thus, he threw the rod away.
"Hmph, I'm not practicing anymore."
"Hey, cousin…"
Listening to their conversation, Ling Feng couldn't hold it in for a moment.
"Puchi…Hahaha!"
"Who is it?"
The young man had two guards, one holding a saber and the other a sword.
He stood in front of Ling Feng.
"Who is it, hiding here to eavesdrop on my Young Master and Biao Young Lady's conversation!”
"You guys are talking so loudly. How can I be called eavesdropping?”
Ling Feng did not need to guess to know who these people were.
The two in front of him should be the Murong family's guards.
Bao Butong and Feng Bo Xie.
The man and woman claimed to be cousins and were in Mantuo Villa.
Besides Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan, who else could it be?
"Who are you? Why are you laughing at me?”
Murong Fu's personality was really petty.
He didn't even mention his name and laugh at him.
His eyes were filled with hostility.
As expected of a wanderer with wild ambitions and a despicable villain.
"Qi Qi, what do you think of the stick technique that this young master used just now?”
Ling Feng didn't respond to Murong Fu.
Instead, he asked Zhu Qiqi, who did not know martial arts.
"Hmm…I think he's fighting very awkwardly, like he's using a sword.”
" You..." Murong Fu was instantly enraged when he heard the other party's evaluation.
When had he, Nan Murong, ever suffered such humiliation?
"Do you know why I'm laughing now?" Ling Feng asked.”
"Forgive me for being blunt, but Young Master really doesn't have any talent in martial arts. It's better to abandon martial arts and pursue literature.”
"But the girl beside me has extraordinary talent in martial arts.”
"Just a casual remark and you've already revealed the essence of the Dog Beating Stick Technique.”
Ling Feng wasn't deliberately making up stories about Murong Fu.
In fact, Murong Fu in the original novel was indeed inferior to the other chosen ones.
Perhaps someone would say that Duan Yu and Xu Zhu had all sorts of fortuitous encounters.
What about Qiao Feng?
His Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was very impressive.
In comparison, Murong Fu was much weaker.
Not only did he have the Murongs 'ultimate technique, Stellar Transposition.
Moreover, there were so many profound martial arts techniques in the Langhuan Jade Cave.
However, none of them had reached the Transcendent State.
In the end, it was all because of his poor talent in martial arts.
If he encountered a powerful opponent, he would have to ask Wang Yuyan to help him.
This girl was also very powerful.
He did not know martial arts, but he had memorized so many martial arts techniques.
Not only could he remember it, but he could also figure it out in his mind.
Gradually, he could predict the enemy's next move in advance.
It was a pity that he didn't use this talent to learn martial arts.
"Hmph, no matter who you are, I won't let you off today for humiliating me like this.”
"I, Murong Fu, want to know how much you are worth.”
He waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Ling Feng.
"So it's Nan Murong. I would like to experience your skills.”
Ling Feng pretended not to know him and pulled out Dragon Roar to fight him.
The two swords collided, and in an instant, a gap appeared on Murong Fu's sword.
What he was holding was just an ordinary weapon. How could it be compared to the Dragon Roar?
Ling Feng's character was not pedantic.
You can't blame me for not holding a good weapon.
The Thirteen Strikes of Life was being played by him until he was dazzled.
Murong Fu had never seen this sword technique before, so he was at a disadvantage.
"Lady Wang, quickly say something to help the young master!”
Seeing Murong Fu in such a sorry state, Feng Poliu E quickly asked Wang Yuyan for help.
"This young master seems to be using Swordsman Yan's Thirteen Strikes of Life.”
"If he only knew these thirteen swords, cousin would not have lost.”
"But if he has other variations, then I can't help.”
"I don't really understand this sword technique.”
Murong Fu, who was standing at the side, seemed to be used to the deadly thirteen sword moves.
Hence, he wanted to take advantage of the situation and launch a sneak attack.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the two of them passed each other, he raised his hand and struck out with his palm.
Ling Feng had long been wary of this guy.
Knowing that he was going to launch a sneak attack, he threw a punch.
"Cousin, be careful. This is the Seven Wounds Fist!”
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