An Extraordinary Person, Lin Xunfeng

In front of the Qingxiao Sect's mountain gate, a man and a woman stood side by side. Neither of them looked old.

The man was handsome and elegant, dressed in a fitted blue robe with his long hair tied up high. He held a long spear, exuding the spirit of a young general.

The woman had a beautiful face and wore a green dress, gentle as water. She carried a bundle on her back, her gaze fixed on the man in blue beside her, her eyes full of tenderness.

The man in blue was none other than Li Yang, the martial arts champion, and the woman in green was his cousin, Zhao Linglong.

"Cousin, is it really okay to call out like this on our first visit? It's fine for those major sects with their own pride, but this Qingxiao Sect, without Lin Xunfeng, has disciples who are all too young. They might be scared by your title and refuse to fight," Zhao Linglong said, her voice soft and pleasant.

Li Yang said dismissively, "People who practice martial arts can't help but be competitive. If I speak like this, and if there's a man in the Qingxiao Sect, they won't avoid the fight. Besides, I'm only here for a spar, not to decide life and death."

He twisted his right hand slightly, and the silver spear in his hand flashed with a cold glint under the sun.

As they were talking, they saw a large group of people rushing around the corner of the mountain path. Seeing this, Li Yang's lips curved upwards, and excitement appeared on his handsome face.

Yang Jueding led the way, stopping in front of the mountain gate and sizing Li Yang up.

"Your surname is Li, and you're the martial arts champion. Which Li family are you from?" Yang Jueding asked.

The Great Li Dynasty valued martial arts. To become a martial arts champion, one needed not only exceptional talent but also significant resources. A martial arts champion had never come from humble beginnings.

Li Yang raised his head and replied, "The Linchuan Li Family."

Yang Jueding suddenly realized, "So you're a descendant of the Minister of War. If we beat you until you cry, will you call your parents?"

Hearing this, Li Yang's smile vanished, and his eyes turned cold. "I've traveled south from Linchuan and challenged eleven sects, and no one has made me cry yet. If you can defeat me, I won't pursue the matter. In fact, I'll even reward you and help you repair this dilapidated mountain gate."

"Alright, you said it! Man'er, you go!" Yang Jueding readily agreed and stepped aside.

Wu Man'er immediately stepped forward upon hearing Yang Jueding's words.

As he stepped out, Zhao Linglong couldn't help but frown.

Li Yang's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Big guy, do you want to join my army and achieve a feat that earns the admiration of thousands?"

Wu Man'er scratched his head and replied, "I'm not joining the army. I want to follow Eldest Senior Brother forever."

Li Yang's lips curved upwards, and he smiled, "Then let's have a match first!"

Wu Man'er nodded and continued walking towards Li Yang.

Seeing Wu Man'er's unbridled advance, a hint of displeasure flashed in Li Yang's eyes. He was too lazy to waste more words, and with a single step, he closed the distance to Wu Man'er, sweeping his silver spear horizontally, tearing through the wind, and aiming directly for Wu Man'er's waist.

Slap!

Wu Man'er raised his hand and caught his silver spear, causing Li Yang's expression to change slightly. Before he could think further, a tremendous force struck him, throwing him off balance and making him stumble forward.

Seeing Wu Man'er's other hand about to lift, Li Yang immediately let go and leaped backward, landing behind Zhao Linglong like a swallow, almost falling down the steps.

After steadying himself, Li Yang looked at Wu Man'er with fear. Wu Man'er's strength far exceeded his expectations; he had never encountered anyone with such immense physical power.

"What's your name?" Li Yang asked in a deep voice, no longer daring to be careless.

Wu Man'er replied with a simple smile, "My name is Wu Man'er."

"Surname Wu? Could it be..." Li Yang seemed to realize something, his expression changing slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Wu Man'er throw his silver spear back at him.

He caught the spear, and his tiger's mouth felt sore. This monstrous strength made him even more certain of his guess.

At this moment, Wu Man'er suddenly spread his legs, squatted slightly, and drew his right palm to his waist. Wisps of visible qi force surrounded his body, and his expression changed, making him seem like a completely different person from before.

Li Yang felt the change in his aura but was not intimidated. Instead, he held his spear with both hands, ready to face him head-on.

Below the steps, the disciples in the new courtyard were also watching. They looked at Wu Man'er, who seemed to be on a higher level, with great surprise. It was the first time they had seen Wu Man'er wear such an expression.

Li Yang let out a roar and leaped up, soaring several feet high. With the sun on his back, his inner energy enveloped his body and his silver spear, like a cold glint descending from the heavens, causing the disciples behind Wu Man'er to blink instinctively.

Almost instantly, Wu Man'er struck out with his palm.

Nine Heavens Divine Palm!

The disciples only heard a roar in their ears, like the growl of tigers and leopards, deafening. A powerful qi force surged towards them, pressing them back instinctively.

Cheng Canghai narrowed his eyes and saw Wu Man'er blast Li Yang away with a single palm strike.

Li Yang, covered in blood, was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a house in the new courtyard, collapsing its eaves. Dust billowed up, startling the nearby disciples.

The outcome was decided in one move!

Even though they were all from the Qingxiao Sect, the disciples were terrified by Wu Man'er's power, including Yang Jueding.

Yang Jueding felt a surge of lingering fear. He suddenly felt grateful to Li Qingqiu. If Li Qingqiu hadn't called to stop him earlier, and this foolish kid had unleashed the Nine Heavens Divine Palm, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it. Getting injured would be minor, but losing face would be a major blow.

"Cousin!" Zhao Linglong cried out. She immediately gathered her skirt and quickly walked down the steps.

Wu Man'er retracted his palm, the force entering his body and the qi receding, causing his robes to billow violently. His back exuded an aura of invincible mastery that the disciples could feel.

"Is this advanced martial arts? It's truly incredible."

Zhang Yu stood behind the disciples, marveling at the scene. He felt a strong urge to learn martial arts himself, but quickly suppressed it.

Wu Man'er looked down at the billowing dust below, his stern expression melting like an iceberg. He turned to Yang Jueding and asked cautiously, "Did I go too hard?"

Yang Jueding snapped back to reality, his heart sinking. If the martial champion died here, it would be a huge problem!

He quickly ran down the mountain, while the other disciples surrounded Wu Man'er, marveling at his power.

Meanwhile.

In the courtyard, Li Dongyue could hear the disciples' discussions. A worried look crossed her face as she said, "Senior Brother, Man'er is too simple-minded and doesn't know his own strength. We can't let him act recklessly anymore."

Li Qingqiu nodded, but he wasn't too worried. He could hear Li Yang's breathing, which was rapid, but at least he was alive.

"Go save him."

Li Qingqiu spoke, and Li Dongyue quickly got up, handed Yuan Li to him, and then hurried out of the courtyard.

Li Yang had a dream. He dreamt he was fighting on a battlefield, charging through enemy lines seven times, unstoppable. Suddenly, a giant appeared before him and struck him with a palm. He was powerless to resist.

Just as he was about to be killed, he jolted awake.

He opened his eyes, gasping for air. He instinctively tried to sit up, but the tearing pain throughout his body made him gasp, unable to move.

"Cousin! You're awake!"

Zhao Linglong's surprised voice came from beside him. Li Yang glanced over and saw Zhao Linglong sitting by the bedside. The window behind her showed the setting sun.

It was already dusk.

Li Yang gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is this?"

"Inside Qingxiao Sect. A girl named Li Dongyue treated you with acupuncture," Zhao Linglong replied. Seeing Li Yang awake, she visibly relaxed.

She said resentfully, "Cousin, you can't be so careless again. Qingxiao Sect is kind; other sects might not be willing to treat you."

Li Yang was injured, but she didn't resent Qingxiao Sect for it. Instead, she was grateful for Li Dongyue's intervention.

Li Yang gave a wry smile. "It wasn't carelessness. That