Martial Arts: Start to capture the destiny of the God of Wind

Chapter 047

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“Master Gongzi!”

Seeing this, Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian finally couldn’t help but rush into the field, anxiously pouring out in unison Murong Fu, who was angry and vomited blood, and fell to the ground again.

Murong Fu was narrow-minded and not high-spirited.

In front of everyone’s eyes, he directly failed miserably to Yi Jifeng, who was originally not able to see Yi Jifeng.

Thinking that he is more than ten years older than Yi Jifeng, and he has been practicing martial arts for much longer than Yi Jifeng, he is still no match for Yi Jifeng.

In contrast, how could Murong Fu, who originally regarded himself very highly, go crazy with jealousy of Yi Jifeng’s martial arts talent.

The jealousy in Murong Fu’s heart burned his heart like a blazing flame.

This is only the reason for the path of martial arts.

On the other hand, the bigger blow also came from the defeat of the Murong family’s ideal of restoring the country.

After all, Yi Jifeng’s defeat of Murong Fu this time was equivalent to stepping on Murong Fu as a stepping stone to fame, and as the results of this battle spread, Murong Fu’s reputation would inevitably plummet.

Murong Fu has been trying to brush his reputation everywhere, not just to be able to rely on his reputation to recruit and subdue talents from all sides, so as to contribute to his own great cause of restoration.

The reputation of working hard for many years has been destroyed by Yi Jifeng.

Let Murong Fu have a sense of falling dust in an instant.

Thinking of the future people, they may secretly evaluate themselves, that is, they can’t even beat a fledgling child.

“Damn it! Damn Yi Jifeng! Damn Famous Sword Villa! How so!? How…”

When Murong Fu was picked up from the ground by the two courtiers, Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian heard Murong Fu chanting so uncontrollably.

Looking at Murong Fu’s lost soul and embarrassed appearance at this time.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian, the two loyal retainers, were heartbroken for a while, and they all turned their heads to look at Yi Jifeng and glared fiercely.

It seems that the two are almost going to come up directly and fight with Yi Jifeng.

Yi Jifeng ignored it, still with a smile and said lightly:

“Huh? Am I getting too heavy? However, this vomiting blood is not my fight, presumably Murong Gongzi was injured in the original, Murong Gongzi is also careless, since there is an injury, it is natural to take good care at home, today I am victorious, how about we re-contract the battle in the future? ”

Between words, seemingly concerned, actually full of cynicism.

Where can a discerning person not see that Murong Fu is not injured at all, he is completely angry and vomited blood, and the idea of going home to recuperate is simply nonsense.

In this case, Yi Jifeng was obviously fighting back against Murong Fu’s previous statement that he was young, insinuating that he should cultivate at home for a few more years.

Later, if you make an appointment to fight, it can actually be understood as the meaning of letting Murong Fu go home and practice for a few more years.

However, comparing the age and martial arts training time between Yi Jifeng and Murong Fu, it can be seen that the qualification gap between the two is extremely large.

Obviously, the gap in strength between Murong Fu and Yi Jifeng will only get bigger and bigger, and Murong Fu will not have any hope of surpassing him in the future.

There is not a single dirty word from beginning to end, but it kills.

“You…”

Murong Fu finally only held out such a word, and then he fainted directly.

In the end, Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian could only carry Murong Fu away in ashes, and their hearts were sad when they left.

After watching Murong Fu’s master and servant leave, Yi Jifeng’s expression suddenly became solemn.

Then Yi Jifeng directly turned his head and looked at a figure hiding among the people at the door of the Famous Sword Hall.

This figure was none other than Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Excalibur Villa.

At this time, Xie Xiaofeng was also looking at Yi Jifeng with burning eyes, and his eyes were full of undisguised fierce fighting intent.

In fact, just after Yi Jifeng defeated Murong Fu with a brilliant move of the ‘Heavenly Wind Sword Technique’.

Yi Jifeng felt the powerful battle intent that Xie Xiaofeng suddenly exuded, and locked himself unabashedly.

Yi Jifeng’s sword just now was indeed exquisite.

There is both the terrifying power of a storm sweeping the earth, and the formless, phaseless, and pervasive subtlety of the wind.

It’s a completely powerful and wonderful sword.

Even in the face of Murong Fu, Yi Jifeng did not make a full shot at all, and even the effect of ‘Wind Without Phase’ with the help of the power of the wind increased did not use, obviously leaving spare power.

But this alone is enough to make people see a lot of things.

Before Yi Jifeng came out with this sword, although Xie Xiaofeng admired Yi Jifeng, he also admired it condescendingly.

At that time, in his heart, Yi Jifeng was qualified to challenge himself as his opponent, but at most, he could solve it with a little more seriousness.

It’s the same as the gap between Yi Jifeng and Murong Fu.

But as soon as Yi Jifeng’s sword came out, Xie Xiaofeng knew that he was wrong.

Xie Xiaofeng thought that he would be absolutely difficult to crack in the face of this sword, and when he was neutral, he greatly elevated Yi Jifeng’s status and regarded him as an equal opponent on a par with himself.

Xie Xiaofeng’s kendo is the sword path of the king of swords.

And the way of the king is lonely and cold.

When you meet an opponent that you can compete with, you will not be happy to find your companion, but you will only want to defeat the opponent in the first place and make them submit to themselves.

Therefore, when Xie Xiaofeng discovered that Yi Jifeng really had a kendo cultivation that competed with him, he immediately had a strong fighting intent, and it was only natural that he immediately had a strong fighting intent.

The two looked at each other and did not give in.

After a while, Xie Xiaofeng took the initiative to speak:

“What a wonderful sword technique.”

Yi Jifeng replied:

“Self-created, not bad.”

“It’s really powerful.”

“And what about your sword?”

“Want to see it?”

“I can’t ask for it!”

“Then let’s fight.”

“Please!”

The two of them asked and answered such a short question, ignoring what others thought, and directly and quickly decided on another sword fight.