Though the snow had stopped, the biting wind still howled.
Several figures sped through the wind, their boots crunching softly over the snow-covered mountain trail like a gust sweeping across the ridge.
Feng Buping led the way, sword in hand.
Lu Chen and Huang Rong followed close behind. Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi brought up the rear, flanking Lu Si as they hurried along with him.
Feng Buping occasionally glanced sideways at Huang Rong. Seeing that she could calmly keep up with the group without Lu Chen's support, and that her feet left only faint prints in the snow, he immediately realized that she was not as delicate as she appeared. She possessed quite impressive Movement Technique as well.
These days, apart from practicing Old Man's Fist with Lu Chen for more than an hour each day, Huang Rong had never displayed any martial arts.
Well, Old Man's Fist was the nickname Cheng Buyou had given to the slowed-down version of the Muscle and Bone Strengthening Exercise practiced by Lu Chen and Huang Rong.
Only today did the three old swordsmen learn that she was also a martial arts expert.
Feng Buping could not help sighing inwardly. These two youngsters had not been trained by some reclusive master, yet at such a young age, they already possessed such astonishing skill. Give them a few more years, and would they not soar into the heavens?
Even with Lu Chen's current martial arts, if he were to leave the mountains and test his sword against the world...
At that thought, though Feng Buping still clung to his obsession with reclaiming Mount Hua, his desire to become the Five Peaks Alliance Leader faded considerably.
So what if he became the Five Peaks Alliance Leader?
He still would not measure up to an eighteen-