A day later, Chen Feng emerged from the stone chamber. The cave behind him began to collapse. He knew Wu Yazi had activated the mechanism he'd set up earlier, burying himself there.
"Disciple Fan Bailing pays his respects to the sect leader!" Seeing the Seven Treasures Ring on Chen Feng's hand, Fan Bailing immediately knelt.
"Elder Fan, please don't! Get up, quickly." Fan Bailing's gesture startled Chen Feng. Having someone so much older kneel to him would surely cost him years off his life.
Chen Feng took a few quick steps and reached Fan Bailing in an instant, helping him to his feet.
"Martial Uncle, Sect Leader... could this be?" Seeing Chen Feng's movements, Fan Bailing was utterly astonished.
He knew Chen Feng couldn't use martial arts, yet what he had just performed was clearly the Xiaoyao Sect's Lingbo Weibu.
"This is Lingbo Weibu. Master taught it to me. He also told me about you eight fellow disciples. Once you've all gathered, I'll let you rejoin the sect," Chen Feng said with a nod.
"Thank you, Martial Uncle." Fan Bailing started to bow again, but Chen Feng stopped him once more.
Seeing Chen Feng effortlessly stop his full-strength bow, Fan Bailing was filled with emotion.
Chen Feng had spent only a single day in the secret chamber, yet he had already learned the sect's supreme martial art, Lingbo Weibu. His talent was clearly extraordinary. Fan Bailing had certainly made the right bet.
Chen Feng himself had been stunned by the Reincarnation World's bizarre mechanics. After passing on more than seventy years of Northern Darkness Divine Skill cultivation to him, Wu Yazi learned that Chen Feng knew no martial arts and explained the Tianshan Six Yang Palm and Lingbo Weibu, the two arts he excelled in most.
Then Chen Feng received a system notification:
The plot character Wu Yazi has taught you the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. Would you like to spend 1,000 Reincarnation Points to learn it?
The plot character Wu Yazi has taught you Lingbo Weibu. Would you like to spend 1,000 Reincarnation Points to learn it?
Of course he chose yes!
After Chen Feng spent two thousand Reincarnation Points, two new skills appeared in his combat skills:
Tianshan Six Yang Palm (Beginner)
Lingbo Weibu (Beginner)
When Wu Yazi saw that Chen Feng could perform both arts after hearing his explanations just once, he exclaimed that the Xiaoyao Sect had a bright future. He then took out a martial arts manual he had planned to seal away and gave it to Chen Feng.
It was none other than Xiaoyao Yufeng, one of the Xiaoyao Sect's supreme martial arts, which Old Man Jin had already removed from his books.
Chen Feng flipped through a few pages. He recognized all the characters, but couldn't make sense of the words they formed.
Even so, he'd gained more than he'd expected. Not only had he obtained Wu Yazi's seventy years of Internal energy, he'd also learned Lingbo Weibu and the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.
He had only 1,000 points left, but Chen Feng believed that, as long as nothing went wrong with what he did next, earning enough fame to become known throughout the land wouldn't be difficult. He didn't need to worry about being erased for running out of points.
Chen Feng and Fan Bailing were now on their way to Juxian Village. Back at Apricot Forest, Fan Bailing and Xue Muhua had agreed to have all their fellow disciples gather at Juxian Village ahead of time.
Both Juxian Village and Leigu Mountain were in Luoyang, Henan. Chen Feng and Fan Bailing rode together, and after nearly a day on the road, they finally reached Juxian Village.
But when they arrived, they found that there wasn't a single guard at the entrance. Inside the estate, it was noisy and bustling.
The Heroes' Gathering at Juxian Village!
Seeing this, Chen Feng realized that, just as in the original story, Xue Muhua had still called a Heroes' Gathering to deal with Qiao Feng.
And from the looks of things, the fighting had already begun inside.
Whether for the fame he needed or out of admiration for Qiao Feng, Chen Feng didn't want the tragedy at Juxian Village to happen. He immediately jumped off his horse, set Lingbo Weibu in motion, and dashed into the estate.
Chen Feng had barely charged inside when he heard a crash, followed by a loud voice: "If none of you are going to make a move, then I, Qiao Feng, won't hold back!"
A dragon's roar rose into the sky. Several people leaped onto the nearby rooftops, while those who hadn't gotten out of the way were struck down, groaning in pain and unable to get back up.
"Hold your hand!" Chen Feng knew that if Qiao Feng started killing now, he would lose himself in bloodlust and vent all the pent-up anger he'd been holding in. But he would also sever his ties with the Central Plains martial world forever, so Chen Feng rushed over at once.
At that moment, Zhao Qiansun tried to attack Qiao Feng from behind, but Qiao Feng sent him flying with the force of an Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms strike without even turning around.
Chen Feng immediately used Lingbo Weibu to rush to Zhao Qiansun. He set his left palm atop his right, gathered all his Internal energy, and slammed both palms down with all his might.
It was Sunset Melting Gold, a move from the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. Layering the force of both palms doubled its power.
Even so, Chen Feng felt an immense force surge toward him. He staggered back three or four steps before he managed to fully withstand Qiao Feng's palm force.
"Second Brother? Have you come to take my life too, Qiao Feng? Fine! Fine! Fine! Come on, then!!!" Seeing the person who had blocked his attack, Qiao Feng mistook him for Duan Yu, and the feeling of betrayal in his heart grew even stronger.
"Chief Qiao, I'm not..." Chen Feng hadn't even finished explaining when Qiao Feng's attack was already upon him. He had no choice but to respond.
One of them moved with broad, forceful strokes, his palm winds fierce. The other moved like a dancing butterfly, darting in and out at the slightest touch. The onlookers could hardly keep up.
Xue Muhua was especially astonished. Though he had never practiced the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, he knew it was a Xiaoyao Sect martial art. Seeing Chen Feng wield it so proficiently, he realized Chen Feng must have solved the Zhenlong Chess Game and inherited the Xiaoyao Sect's legacy.
The two exchanged dozens of blows. Qiao Feng grew more valiant with every move, each palm strike more powerful than the last.
Chen Feng, meanwhile, was secretly苦ing. His Tianshan Six Yang Palm was only at the beginner stage. He could perform the moves proficiently, but wasn't yet familiar with the transitions. If he hadn't had Wu Yazi's seventy years of Northern Darkness True Qi to draw on, he would have lost long ago.
Even so, Chen Feng was finding it harder and harder to keep up. Several times, he had only managed to evade Qiao Feng's attacks with Lingbo Weibu.
But even the beginner-level Lingbo Weibu followed predictable patterns. The longer they fought, the more Qiao Feng learned about Chen Feng's abilities.
He struck at Chen Feng again. Chen Feng didn't dare block, and dodged.
But the attack had been a feint. Qiao Feng had already predicted where Chen Feng would move. He pulled back his attack at once and sent a Roaring Dragon Regret toward the opposite side of Chen Feng's dodge.
Chen Feng, using Lingbo Weibu, suddenly changed direction and ran straight into Qiao Feng's Roaring Dragon Regret. With no time to dodge, he could only gather all his Internal energy to block it. Even so, the blow sent him flying, and he crashed to the ground nearby.
"Everyone, attack together!" Seeing that even this newcomer wasn't a match for Qiao Feng, Tan Gong and Tan Po shouted and charged forward as one. But they were no match for him either; after only a few exchanges, Qiao Feng struck them down, injured.
Chen Feng wasn't badly hurt. He had just struggled to his feet when he saw Qiao Feng, who had chased Zhao Qiansun over to him, strike down at him again.
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