Continuation

Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse, causing the acupoints throughout his body to invert and completely shift their positions.

Huang Rong confidently tapped Ouyang Feng's acupoints, but to her surprise, it had no effect whatsoever; after a brief moment of numbness, he recovered completely.

Then, seizing the opportunity, he struck a palm directly at Huang Rong.

Faced with this palm strike, Huang Rong naturally could not dodge it, and her mind was already recalling all sorts of things from her life, happy ones, reluctant ones...

Suddenly, a sound of the air being torn apart approaching him reached Ouyang Feng's ears.

He swept his eyes toward the direction of the wind and was greatly startled inwardly, hastily halting his attacking motion and rapidly retreating several meters backward.

It turned out to be Huang Yaoshi, who had been watching the battle from afar. Seeing his own daughter join the fray, although he disdained gang attacks, in the face of his daughter's safety, everything else counted for nothing.

Therefore, he had been slowly approaching the battlefield. Given the duels between masters, if his daughter entered with that strength of hers, she would be vaporized at the slightest carelessness.

Sure enough, not long into the fight, danger arose.

With no other choice, his daughter was in danger, so her father had to save her.

Huang Yaoshi had hurled the iron Xiao in his hand from far away, flying straight toward Ouyang Feng's temple. If this hit connected, he figured brains would scatter everywhere.

Then he rapidly approached his daughter, embraced Huang Rong with one arm, and seeing that she had not suffered any injuries, used his internal energy to push her right toward Wang Ming's direction. Wang Ming could be considered Huang Rong's half-master, so safety was somewhat guaranteed over there.

Ouyang Feng was frightened out of his wits by Huang Yaoshi's sudden strike, breaking out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he had dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been done for.

Ouyang Feng angrily said, Huang Laoxie, aren't you always noble and aloof, disdaining to take advantage of someone's precarious state and gang up on others?

Huang Yaoshi also wore a hostile expression as he said, You were about to take my daughter's life, what else is there to say?

Having spoken, he lunged forward and started fighting Ouyang Feng.

Huang Yaoshi moved against Ouyang Feng also because he knew his daughter had made a move against Ouyang Feng. If Western Venom was not resolved today, his daughter was afraid she would not have any peaceful days, so he had no choice but to step into the arena and fight Ouyang Feng.

Huang Laoxie's current true Qi had only recovered to six tenths. At first, his attention had been captured by Hong Qi's Dog Beating Staff Technique, and later he was captivated by the back-and-forth shifting battle, so he had slowed down his recovery.

Huang Yaoshi was already no match for the vastly more powerful Ouyang Feng, and coupled with having only six tenths of his internal energy, his strength was even more severely discounted.

Fortunately, Ouyang Feng was not far behind either, as he was also immensely depleted, so the two of them were pretty much evenly matched!

After exchanging twenty-some moves, Huang Yaoshi began to show signs of fatigue, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell he was going to lose.

Huang Rong had also recovered from the recent shock and was overcome with lingering fear; fortunately, her father had rescued her in time.

Regaining her composure, her opinion of Western Venom Ouyang Feng dropped by several more floors in her heart.

Resentfully stepping forward, she shouted to the people on the arena: To deal with this treacherous scoundrel Ouyang Feng, there's no need to observe Jianghu rules with him, let's go together.

Hearing these words, Hong Qigong and Guo Jing no longer stood on the sidelines and successively joined the battle once more.

Hong Qigong and Guo Jing were master and apprentice, and were basically familiar with each other's martial arts routines, cooperating with exceptional tacit understanding and pinning Ouyang Feng down firmly from the front.

Huang Yaoshi constantly provided long-range support from the outside using the Finger Flicking Divine Skill.

Ouyang Feng was also in agonizing distress at this moment. With the tacitly coordinated joint attack of the Hong-Guo master and apprentice, plus the annoying Huang Yaoshi...

Right now he had to manage the left while failing to handle the right, and manage the right while failing to handle the left. He could barely manage to endure by putting forth all his might to deal with the two, but there was still an Eastern Heretic out there in the distance threatening him.

This made Ouyang Feng extraordinarily flustered at the moment, not daring to relax even the slightest bit; the moment he paid slightly less attention, an attack would land on his body.

After struggling to hold on for a dozen or so moves, he gradually began to find it more and more strenuous, becoming unequal to the task.

Suddenly, Guo Jing and Hong Qi seized the opportunity, successfully pinning Ouyang Feng down with a single move of Dragon Ascending to Heaven. Ever since the gang attack began, the bodies of several people had not made contact until now; the moment an attack came close, they would change direction and dodge away, which was the reason Ouyang Feng had been able to persist for so long.

Yet just now, he had been closed in on by them, and then forcibly traded a few palm strikes with them, immediately feeling a somewhat ominous sensation in his heart.

Sure enough, several beams of Finger Flicking Divine Skill came at him head-on, and Ouyang Feng narrowly and perilously dodged these few Qi projectile attacks.

Just as he was about to turn his head with the intention of breaking away from the combat and fleeing.

As a result, his chest and back each took a palm strike from Guo Jing and Hong Qigong. At this moment, Ouyang Feng's gaze began to sink into lifelessness, knowing that no matter what, it was impossible for him to extricate himself from this predicament.

Huang Yaoshi was no Little White; he was adept at seizing opportunities, and took the chance to deliver a strike straight at Ouyang Feng's head with his jade Xiao.

Thump.

A dull sound rang out.

Li Mochou, watching the battle from afar, was also startled, feeling that with this strike landed, Ouyang Feng ought to be dead beyond a doubt.

The righteous figures' methods of punishing evil and promoting good genuinely gave Li Mochou a fright. She had seen plenty of gang attacks, but none of them involved anything other than low-grade minor thugs, so she hadn't felt much about them.

Today, seeing the grand Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi disregard their status to gang up on a single person was brazen to the extreme.

In her heart, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had reformed and turned over a new leaf, and didn't have to be subjected to this routine.

She certainly didn't think she could be as formidable as Western Venom.

Just when everyone thought the matter had come to an end,

suddenly Ouyang Feng, who had been closing his eyes awaiting death, abruptly opened both eyes, and a robust surge of Qi erupted from within his body, blasting the three of them back seven or eight meters.

Ouyang Feng braced his hands on the ground with his feet pointing upward, babbling unintelligibly in his mouth about goodness knows what.

Seeing Ouyang Feng's bizarre movements, Hong Qigong felt somewhat puzzled, but relying on their numerical superiority and fearless of him, he stepped forward to test him, only to be beaten back by Ouyang Feng's three consecutive palm strikes delivered from bottom to top.

After taking these three palm strikes, he immediately felt a wave of surging blood and Qi within him, and could not help thinking inwardly in his heart: What is going on with this Old Poison, how did his cultivation suddenly soar past ours by so much?

Huang Yaoshi also went to test him with the exact same result.

The three looked at each other in dismay, completely failing to understand what kind of situation this was, so the three of them joined forces and exchanged a few moves with Ouyang Feng.

The first one to be knocked flying out was Guo Jing, who subsequently spat out a mouthful of blood, though his injuries were not severe.

Not long after, Hong and Huang were also driven back, with obvious bloodstains at the corners of both of their mouths.

Brother Ouyang, this old beggar yields, this First Under Heaven belongs to you. In his few probing attempts, the feeling Ouyang Feng gave Hong Qi was identical to that of Wang Chongyang back in the day; this was definitely not something his current self could contend against, so he decisively conceded defeat.

Huang Yaoshi also wore an icy expression.

As it turned out, while Ouyang Feng was fighting the three of them, his internal energy had grown somewhat disobedient. He was on the verge of Qi deviation while practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse, and as a result, each of the three delivered a blow to him, which happened to clear the final three barrier passes within his body, successfully allowing Ouyang Feng to make a breakthrough.

Ouyang Feng had become yet another Innate Master following Wang Chongyang.

The gap between an Innate Master and Peak Acquired Master figures like Hong Qi was only a single thread, but the difference was massive.

Acquired Masters meant that the internal energy of this group of people was energy extracted from the food consumed by the human body and converted into internal energy.

An Innate Master, although still needing to eat with the majority of their internal energy also obtained from energy in food, could absorb a trace of the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

An Innate Master, having opened the Bridge of Heaven and Earth within the human body, could allow their body to guide the natural Qi of heaven and earth to enter within.