Demeanor

Iron Sword Sect, Hong Lie?

Baili Qingfeng was taken aback.

A moment later, his expression darkened: "Then do you know who I am?"

"Hmm?"

Hong Lie frowned: "Who are you?"

"Me, Qin Shi Huang, send money!"

Hong Lie, Ran Tianying, Ran Tianchi and the others looked at Baili Qingfeng, who had a solemn expression as he said these six words, and their expressions seemed a little dazed.

They couldn't understand but felt it was amazing.

"Are you saying... your surname is Qin? What is your relationship with Chairman Qin Zhan of Putian Group?"

At this time, Ran Tianying thought of something and asked.

"..."

Baili Qingfeng looked at the serious expressions of the few people and didn't reply.

There was a generation gap.

"Speak if you have something to say."

Ran Tianying glanced at Hong Lie, and Hong Lie said indifferently: "I just heard that someone from Jiang's Martial Hall in Sumen City, relying on some unknown means, shocked the two young masters of the Ran Family and Wang Family, and dared to collect tens of thousands of apprenticeship fees from them in a month, so I came to see what was going on. Now it seems that he is just a swindler, not even knowing who I, Hong Lie, am. Don't you know that the Jiang Family in Sumen City... was destroyed by my Iron Sword Sect two months ago?"

"The Jiang Family in Sumen City was destroyed by the Iron Sword Sect two months ago?"

Baili Qingfeng looked at Hong Lie.

This news...

He really didn't know.

Weren't Jiang's Three Heroes killed by him? Could it be that he killed the incarnations or projections of Jiang's Three Heroes?

The Jiang Family was actually destroyed by the Iron Sword Sect?

"That's right, I was one of the people who took action to destroy the Jiang Family. If you are really from Jiang's Martial Hall, how could you not recognize me?"

"You say you are, then you are. Whatever makes you happy. I'm going to practice my sword. I don't like being disturbed when I practice my sword, goodbye."

Baili Qingfeng was too lazy to argue with him any further.

"Practice sword?"

Hong Lie sneered: "Your trickery has been exposed by me, and you still have the face to practice your sword here? I originally just wanted to expose your hypocritical mask, and then let you return the apprenticeship fees paid by the young masters and let you leave, but now it seems that it is impossible not to give you an unforgettable lesson."

As Hong Lie spoke, he shook the sleeves of his arms and rolled up his cuffs: "I heard from Young Master Ran that you have mastered the method of cultivating fist energy? I really haven't heard of any young people in Xia Ya, or even the entire Xia Hai Province, who are so outstanding, cultivating fist energy before the age of twenty. Why don't you show your fist energy and let me see it?"

Baili Qingfeng's gaze immediately fell on Ran Tianchi, his eyes sharp: "Ran Tianchi, you actually don't believe me?"

"This..."

Ran Tianchi shrank his neck: "Master Hong said that what you taught us wasn't any top-notch Body Refining Art at all, just some basic Body Refining Methods. There are many similar ones online. We looked around, and it seems to be true. The effects aren't very noticeable either..."

"Basic Body Refining Method? Ridiculous!"

Baili Qingfeng looked at Ran Tianchi, his face expressionless, and said, "You're just making excuses for your laziness. Don't think I don't know. A month ago, you already reduced the tasks I gave you. Originally, I asked you to practice the first thirty-six forms of the Primordial Thunder God One Hundred and Eight Forms Body Refining Art thirty times a day, but you couldn't bear the hardship, and you couldn't even practice it ten times a day. Now, I'm afraid it's been reduced to less than five times a day, right? You only work hard for a few days and then slack off for several days. It would be strange if you could achieve anything without diligent cultivation."

"But we've really tried very hard... That Body Refining Method is very difficult to practice. Don't even mention thirty times a day, ten times is already forcing it. Jack forced himself to practice, and in just one month, his Qi and blood were depleted, and he was hospitalized..."

"Practicing ten times a day, and his Qi and blood were depleted?"

Baili Qingfeng heard this and snorted coldly: "Was it fake when I demonstrated practicing it twenty times in one go before? It's clear that you rely on having some money and are usually unreserved, indulging in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, squandering your bodies. That's why you can't hold on after practicing for a while. I told you, the master leads you in, but the cultivation is up to you. Did you immediately treat my earnest advice as wind in your ears? Being so unmotivated is too disappointing for me."

"Heretical practices!"

Before Ran Tianchi could reply, Hong Lie shouted sternly: "It's clearly that the Body Refining Art you taught has problems, which caused that young man named Jack to damage his body and be forced to be hospitalized. They are laymen and don't understand the ins and outs of it. They fell for your trick, damaged their bodies, and wasted over a hundred thousand for nothing. But I, Hong Lie, can see it clearly!"

"You say there's a problem with what I teach, accusing me without any proof."

Baili Qingfeng looked at Hong Lie: "It seems you're here to challenge the hall. A person from Daluo Province, coming to Xia Hai Province to challenge the hall?"

"I'm just invited by Mr. Ran Tianying to expose the true face of you, a swindler."

Hong Lie said righteously.

"Very well, then, let's see the truth under our hands."

Baili Qingfeng glanced at Hong Lie and walked towards the martial arts arena.

He is a person who enjoys peace and loves peace, and never takes the initiative to cause trouble, especially when the other party is from a sect. What if a small one is beaten and an old one comes? How troublesome would that be?

Once their old and young can't beat him and they hire assassins like the Jiang family, that would be even more terrifying.

Therefore, Hong Lie was aggressive, but he still endured it again and again.

But now...

This person named Hong Lie has already bullied him to the point of challenging the hall directly. No matter how much he wants to be kind to others and make money harmoniously, he has to resist in order to maintain his dignity.

"I won't use any advanced swordsmanship or boxing techniques to bully you. I'll just use the heretical Body Refining Art you just mentioned. The Body Refining Methods I taught them also contain some basic fighting techniques. Although they are just very basic things, they are more than enough to deal with you, and they can also prove that what I teach is not false."

Baili Qingfeng arrived at the martial arts arena, made way, and politely made a gesture of invitation.

He was graceful, knowledgeable, and courteous, and looked like a gentleman.

And Hong Lie in front of him...

Had stern eyes and a fierce face.

A proper villain.

"You don't need to use those basic fighting techniques to prevaricate. Use whatever means you have, so you don't deny it when you lose."

Hong Lie moved his muscles and bones, and squeezed his fists, making a crackling sound.

"Please, the guest comes first, I'll let you make the first move."

"Overestimating yourself, if I make the first move, you really won't have any chance!"

As soon as Hong Lie finished speaking, his figure suddenly shook. Along with his right foot stepping out, at the moment his toes touched the ground, energy surged, directly running through his waist, and then twisted into a force by his spine, turning into a violent punch, and blasting out.

The moment the fist energy was unleashed, it was as if the air had been blasted apart, creating a firecracker-like sound in the martial arts practice field.

"Worth a thousand gold pieces for that sound alone! What excellent fist techniques!"

Ran Tianying, who had invited Hong Lie, shouted loudly.

However, before Hong Lie's fist could hit Baili Qingfeng, Baili Qingfeng moved.

Without the slightest retreat.

He met Hong Lie's fist energy head-on, taking a step forward.

And the moment he took that step, his whole body bent slightly, his right hand pulled back and clenched into a fist, like a bow drawn to its limit...

Thrusting Sword!

This was the incredibly basic Thrusting Sword from the Rushing Thunder Thirty-Six Forms!

And as Hong Lie, with the momentum of his fist energy tearing through the air, lunged towards Baili Qingfeng, the string of that bow drawn to its limit...

Released.

A fist thrust out, like a peerless divine sword hidden in its sheath, unleashing an unprecedentedly sharp and cold light!

"Shhh!"

The air tore apart.

Baili Qingfeng's thrusting fist was unremarkable, but after countless refinements, it struck first, cutting into Hong Lie's attack in an instant and hitting his lunging body.