He knew that this second master looked kind, yet arrogant, approachable, yet slightly distant, gentle but not enthusiastic, just right. The demeanor of a superior person could be displayed, and he was so enthusiastic as he was today.

rarely seen.

Fang Huaiyi chuckled and said: "Thanks to you all, and having an expert condescend to me, it is really a great addition to my glory. This gentleman is Li Feng, the Fierce Yang Sword!"

"Fire Yang Sword Li Feng..." People whispered.

At such a young age, he was treated so warmly by his second master. It was obvious that Li Feng was not an ordinary person, and his cultivation was also very impressive.

"Ah, I remembered. I heard that there was a commotion in the martial arts recently and that the twelve great bandits were killed. It seems that it was Li Feng, the Fierce Sun Sword..." someone shouted.

"It turns out he is Li Feng!" Someone in the crowd suddenly realized.

People's eyes became eager. The twelve major bandits were full of evil, but no one could control them. They were powerless and did not have the courage to die.

Many martial arts masters were killed by the Twelve Bandits. They thought that their martial arts skills were not as good as those who were killed, so naturally they did not want to die.

After hearing that the Twelve Great Bandits were finally killed, they felt relieved and paid close attention to the person who had done it. The name of Li Feng, the Fierce Sun Sword, spread throughout the world and almost everyone knew about it.

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Li Muchan said with a smile: "It seems that I have a lot of fame. I really planted flowers without any intention but they bloomed!"

"Sir, I would like to thank you for your righteous deed!" A middle-aged man took a step forward and cupped his fists.

Li Muchan hurriedly clasped his fists: "I don't want to take it seriously. I just follow the trend and I'm lucky. I happened to get a bargain. It's nothing."

He waved his hands with a smile, with an indifferent expression, but also a bit frivolous. Everyone wanted to laugh, but they held back. They didn't know the temper of this Lieyang Sword, but judging from his name, it was obvious that he didn't have a good temper.

Yes, it would be bad if I were offended.

As he was talking, Fang Huaiyi said with a smile: "Everyone, Mr. Li wants to be a guest. According to the rules, he will compete in martial arts. Which of you would like to come in and give me some advice?"

A middle-aged man jumped out, clasped his fists and smiled: "I'll just throw some ideas and try to teach you Mr. Li's clever tricks first! I'm Li Fengming!"

He has an ordinary appearance and a medium build. He is wearing a green shirt with a star embroidered on his chest. He looks dignified and has good cultivation.

Li Muchan cupped his fists and said, "Senior Li, please——!"

The middle-aged man said: "I practice boxing, Mr. Li, be careful!"

Li Muchan said: "Then I will respond with boxing skills. Senior Li, there is no need to say more, please stop!"

He urged impatiently, and the middle-aged man Li Fengming said no more, shouted in a deep voice, rushed towards him like a tiger descending from a mountain, and punched out.

This punch seemed to tear through the air and made a whining sound. He was secretly satisfied. This punch exerted full energy and energy, which was regarded as an extraordinary performance.

Li Muchan punched out, arriving second and hitting Li Fengming's chest directly, knocking him out and throwing him high into the air, landing three feet away.

Three feet away, Li Fengming fluttered to the ground, staggered a step, then stood firmly, looked at Li Muchan in surprise, then lowered his head and touched his chest.

Li Muchan clasped his fists and said, "Senior Li, please give in!"

People immediately started talking. They knew that Li Muchan was very good at martial arts, but they didn't expect that he was so good at defeating Li Fengming with just one move.

Although Li Fengming is a third-rank guest minister, his Tiger Roaring Fist is very impressive and fierce. Most people really don't dare to fight head-on and can only rely on cleverness to win.

Li Muchan's punches were also fierce and faster, but what was even better was that this punch only knocked the person away but did not injure him.

If you are practicing feminine boxing, this is not surprising, but if you are practicing strong and domineering boxing that lacks agility, it is very difficult and extremely difficult.

"Mr. Li's good boxing skills, I admire him!" Li Fengming admitted defeat simply and neatly, with admiration on his face.

Their guests competed in martial arts every day, and the outcome no longer mattered to him. Besides, he knew that he was far behind, so he could only sigh in admiration.

"Who else is there?" Li Muchan asked excitedly, his eyes sweeping around as if they were real.

As soon as everyone's eyes met his, they felt a bit awe-inspiring. Such eyes showed that his cultivation was far deeper than his own.

"Let me try!" A middle-aged woman floated out and said calmly.

Li Muchan glanced at her chest, saw the moon embroidered on it, and said with a smile, "Senior is practicing swordsmanship, right?"

"Yes, let me teach you the Lieyang Sword Technique!" The middle-aged woman nodded.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior, since you have given me advice, I naturally cannot ask for it. Please——!"

He drew the sword out of its sheath, and the Fierce Sun Sword made a soft sound and stood upright in front of his chest.

"Zheng..." With a soft cry, the middle-aged woman unsheathed her long sword, pierced Li Muchan's heart with one sword, and walked straight into the middle palace, perfectly behaved.
Chapter completed!