Chapter 11 Born to me (")

The sun was in the sky, but Chu Yang felt an inexplicable chill.

He was born into a royal family and had a broad vision. The powerful and powerful people in the royal palace and the brave generals in the army were people he was accustomed to when he was learning to speak. But Qin Fei in front of him made him at a loss. No one could stand up after being defeated!

Qin Fei raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chu Yang indifferently, stretched out his right hand, and curled his little finger and hooked Chu Yang. The meaning of sarcasm was self-evident.

In full view of everyone, how could Chu Yang withstand such contempt?

Although it is not clear what happened to Qin Fei, Chu Yang has sufficient confidence in his strength.

If a dignified ninth-grade master cannot do anything to a sixth-grade patrol, he will no longer have to go to the northern Xinjiang to fight again.

Chu Yang roared, and the scimitar slashed out, extremely sharp. The long sword light condensed into a snow-like ray in the air, slashing down, the sword wind roared, and the sound of wind and thunder was hidden.

The people in Caishi Street who were stopping and watching stood still and retreated in surprise.

Qin Fei, who was already shrouded in the light of his sword, punched him with his backhand, but he could not see how fast his fist was, but he had already faced the light of his sword training.

Bang!

The energy was stirring, and the sword light in the sky was marked as nothingness.

Qin Fei rubbed his body and pounced on him, and his punch was as fast as a punch, hitting Chu Yang.

Chu Yang, who was present, knew that he had suffered. Suddenly, Qin Fei's power seemed to be dozens of times larger. Each punch devoured the previous punch. When the fist approached, the extremely powerful force made Chu Yang feel as if he was in a tsunami of mountains and seas. The muscles on his face had been twisted and deformed, and the pressure from all directions made his bones ring out.

Now Chu Yang, who could not even gather his strength to lift the knife, ignored his status and abandoned the knife and retreated, rolled in a mess on the spot, barely avoiding Qin Fei's fist.

There was a loud bang, and just a moment ago, the place where he was standing was still standing was actually blown out by Qin Fei's punch.

The soil was splashing and dusty. Chu Yang, who was covered in dust, stood blankly by the cave, and did not react at all.

Qin Fei was in a state of power and was thrust out his iron fist, as fast as lightning. In an instant, dozens of punches were already punched out, and each punch was sturdy to Chu Yang's chest and abdomen.

Under the huge and immense pressure, Chu Yang, who had almost no power to fight back, was like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood and landing several feet away.

Qin Fei was about to rush forward, but suddenly his body stagnated and could no longer move forward, as if someone in the void stopped him. But there was no human hair in front of him, but a voice sounded in his ear: "Let's stop here." His tone was extremely calm and extremely dull.

The light armored guards rushed up, raised Chu Yang and quickly retreated outside the streets of Caishi.

Although the excited people in Caishi Street were disliked by Chu Yang, they also knew that this was a nobleman and would not really kill him. Caishi Street people were swearing while slowly making way for a passage.

Qin Fei stood quietly, watching Yi Xiaowan walking towards him with a shocked look on his face. He wanted to say something, but as soon as his mouth opened, he felt dizzy. Then the darkness in front of him turned dizzy and fell down dizzy. In a daze, he seemed to hear Xiaowan's scream... In the neat room, the decorations were very simple, but very delicate.

Under the south wall, there is a wooden table, two bamboo chairs, and a stove of incense on the wooden table exudes a refreshing and faint breath; under the opposite north wall, there is a wide wooden bed covered with snow-white bedding.

Qin Fei had already taken off his outer robe and lay quietly on the bed, covering him with a warm blanket, falling asleep, and making a long and steady breathing sound from his nose.

A girl in the palace dress walked out of the room lightly and brought the door with her backhand.

The two blue guards guarding the door bowed to salute. The girl nodded, stretched out her slender white index finger, pressed it on her beautiful red lips, made a gesture of silence, and then walked along the corridor toward the inner courtyard.

In the inner courtyard, there were bursts of flowers and among the flowers, an old man was lying comfortably on a bench covered with thick fur. The warm sunlight shone on him, making him feel comfortable not wanting to open his eyes.

Beside him, several men stood respectfully with their hands hanging down.

Hearing the girl's slight footsteps, the old man said lightly: "Xiaowan, come here."

Yi Xiaowan speeded up and jumped to the old man step by step. She sat naughtyly on his bench. With his little hand stretched out, she grabbed the old man's beard and said softly: "Grandpa, Xiaowan has completed almost the task you assigned. Tell me quickly, what do you want to give me? If you don't give Xiaowan the benefits, I will braid your beard..."

Several solemn men lowered their eyes slightly. In the world, Yi Xiaowan is the only one who dares to be so arrogant in front of this old man. Even Emperor Chu, when there is no outsider, he will call the old man "Brother Yi". They have been following the old man for a long time and know that his terribleness and unfathomableness are always afraid to let go of a single fart except for business.

The old man sat up slowly, stretched out his big hand, stroked Yi Xiaowan's long smooth hair lovingly, but said a little sternly: "Let me hear what your uncles said? You will know how to seek credit!"

A middle-aged man on the left front had a long beard and spoke softly: "I sent someone to find out the news from the Yan Prince's Mansion. The prince was seriously injured. I am afraid that he would not be able to get out of bed in less than a few months. Fortunately, he did not hurt the root cause. As long as he cultivated for a period of time, he could recover as before."

The old man snorted softly and said indifferently: "The people in the Yan Prince's Mansion are becoming more and more domineering and arrogant. Chu Yang suffers some losses and will benefit him. There is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond man. I believe he should understand the truth."

A man in his thirties on the right head continued, "Pang Zhen sent someone over here before and said he wanted to see Qin Fei. His subordinates have made excuses to make excuses. However, Pang Zhen is the marquis and the general manager of the inner guards, and is one of the few great masters in our Chu State. If he really has any interest in Qin Fei, he is afraid it will be difficult to deal with!"

"He wants to see it? The person is already in our hands, how can he show it?" the old man said lazily.

Yi Xiaowan asked in surprise: "Why has it already alarmed Uncle Pang? What is Qin Fei's origin?"

"The one who took action to save Chu Yang is probably your Uncle Pang." The old man shrugged his shoulders, and Yi Xiaowan turned around and walked behind the old man, with a pair of snow-white and tender little hands on the old man's shoulders and gently kneading him.

The old man said lightly: "This Qin Fei has made many of us lose sight. Perhaps it is God's will to fall on him."

Before his talkative granddaughter started asking questions, the old man continued to explain: "Xiaowan, you should know that at his age, the sixth grade is just an ordinary qualification. But we were all wrong. Qin Fei is a genius, a real genius. In his qi, there is a seal set by a great master, which forced his skills to be as high as the third level."

Yi Xiaowan asked in surprise: "Has he offended any great master? Why didn't that master kill him?"

The old man closed his eyes and smiled, and said lightly: "Jun Shanshui, you are the Admiral of the Secretariat. Please explain to Xiaowan."

Jun Shanshui took a step forward. He was slender and about 35 or 36 years old. His every move seemed very graceful. He said to Yi Xiaowan: "Miss, this great master did not want to harm Qin Fei, but wanted to help him. This method of sealing Qihai was derived from the secret technique of the ancient sect. No one has seen it for many years."

"For example, if ordinary people practice, the Qi Sea is the source, and the true qi in their body is like streams flowing out of the source, traveling all over their bodies. However, Qin Fei's Qi Sea is sealed, which is equivalent to building a dam at the source, residing most of the true energy in the Qi Sea, and only a small part of it flows out into the meridians. In this way, Qin Fei, who was originally a genius, looks exactly like an ordinary person."

"I carefully checked Qin Fei's Qihai. The seal set by this great master. As long as Qin Fei can enter the ninth grade with his own efforts under oppression, the seal will automatically open. At that time, the long-stored true energy could directly rush Qin Fei's cultivation from the ninth grade into the innate realm."

Yi Xiaowan immediately understood that for warriors, although the ninth grade to the innate world is only one step away, they are one in the sky and one underground. As the saying goes, all the ants are under the ninth grade, and this is what they mean. Ten nine-grade peaks are not the opponents of a innate master.

Many people stay in the ninth level of life and are not allowed to enter the ranks of innate masters. However, the grandmaster set up a seal to help Qin Fei naturally break through this barrier and advance from the ninth level to the innate master.

Jun Shanshui continued: "Chu Yang accidentally broke Qin Fei's seal this time. He had accumulated many years of strength and happened to use Chu Yang as a vent. Speaking of which, it was Chu Yang's unlucky. Qin Fei's real energy he had accumulated for so many years was a big deal. It was already considered lucky that he could save his life. However, Qin Fei's situation was a little more complicated..."

"What?" Yi Xiaowan asked.

The old man was just shuffled by Yi Xiaowan's beard and explained: "Suddenly opening the seal is like a dam collapsed and a flood is venting. Qin Fei's meridians were strongly impacted, and he could not resist such power for a while, so he fainted. After a while, his body could recover. However, his true energy would take a long time to regulate his breathing. If I estimate correctly, at least half a year, his strength would be between the sixth-grade and the ninth-grade peak."

Yi Xiaowan blinked playfully and said to the old man's ear: "What you mean is that if he is lucky in the past six or seven years, he can defeat a top nine master. If he is unlucky, he may be knocked down by a rookie of six or seven, right?"

"That's about that." The old man murmured: "What I wonder now is which grandmaster has such a technique. Who is Qin Fei? He can actually make a grandmaster set a seal for him!"

"This time Qin Fei's attack on Chu Yang will inevitably be captured by major forces in the court to make a big fuss. The governor's meaning is..." Jun Shanshui said carefully.

The old man slowly stood up, carrying his hands on his back, his eyes fell on the delicate flowers among the flowers, and pinched a bud that was about to bloom. With the true energy, the little bud actually bloomed, bright and beautiful... I didn't see how he moved, the little flower flew up and landed on Yi Xiaowan's hair. Yi Xiaowan, who looked bright and charming, was even more beautiful and charming.

The old man said leisurely: "At Qin Fei's age, he had the peak strength of the ninth grade at the age of seventeen or eighteen. This is the only one in the past two hundred years. Even Pang Zhen, who is now in the limelight, is slightly inferior to his age. He is a real genius."

"Our Office of the Inspection Office has already grabbed the person, so we will not allow other forces to recruit this genius. Notify the inspector's office that Qin Fei should be controlled. When the time is right, he will be transferred to the inspection office."

After a pause, there was a faint chill in the old man's words: "I personally deal with the aftermath of the attack on Chu Yang. However, the genius should contribute to the great Chu. Qin Fei has a great chance to become a great master. If he breaks free from being unruly and is difficult to control, such a rebellious genius would be better destroyed early."
Chapter completed!