Xiao Yuanshan

"You mean my father is still alive?" Qiao Feng asked, surprised, upon hearing Chen Feng's words.

"Most likely, but Qiao Feng, you need to think clearly. Your biological father is very likely the murderer of your adoptive parents and master. What will you do when you meet him?"

Chen Feng's words silenced Qiao Feng, and he asked with some confusion, "If it really was him, why would he kill my adoptive parents and master?"

"Because you are a Khitan, yet you were raised as a Han. Aren't you surprised? According to Master Zhiguang, at the Yanmen Pass bloodbath 30 years ago, your father alone killed all twenty-one of them, causing a river of blood. How could he not have noticed a little monk peeking from outside the window? This was all to frame you."

"Liao Kingdom lacks resources and will eventually march south in full force. By then, you will be a despised outcast in the martial arts world, with nowhere to go. Liao Kingdom will be your only destination."

"How could this be..." Hearing Chen Feng's analysis, Qiao Feng began to believe him. He turned to look at the martial arts experts gathered for the tournament and said solemnly, "I, Qiao Feng, swear in Apricot Forest, whether I am Han or Khitan, I will not harm a single Han life as long as I live. A true man's word is his bond, how could I possibly break my promise!!!"

(Tan Po thought, aren't people from Dali also Han?!)

"Hmph!" As soon as Qiao Feng finished speaking, a soft hmph came from a nearby rooftop. Although the sound was faint, everyone present, being martial arts experts, heard it clearly.

"Who?" Chen Feng shouted, leaping up and rushing towards the source of the sound.

He was afraid you wouldn't make a sound. Chen Feng knew that Xiao Yuanshan was bothered by the fact that his son had become a disciple of his enemy and was raised as a Han, which was why he framed Qiao Feng.

He deliberately forced Qiao Feng to make a statement. If he could trick Xiao Yuanshan out, that would be best. If not, there was no loss, and he could just continue with the spoilers.

As soon as Chen Feng jumped onto the rooftop, a rope whipped towards him.

Chen Feng easily dodged it with Lingbo Weibu and charged towards the masked man holding the rope, striking out with a palm.

Xiao Yuanshan had been secretly following Qiao Feng and had seen the exchange between Chen Feng and Qiao Feng. He knew Chen Feng's martial arts were not weak and that he couldn't defeat him in a short time. He feinted and turned to flee.

But once Chen Feng got entangled with him, it was impossible to let him go easily. Although Lingbo Weibu wasn't adept at long-distance pursuit, its ability to dodge and maneuver at short distances was unmatched in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Just as Xiao Yuanshan was about to turn, Chen Feng had already appeared in front of him, striking directly at Xiao Yuanshan's face with Yangguan Sandie.

Facing the fierce Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Xiao Yuanshan could no longer hide his strength. In his haste, he met the attack with a palm strike, his palm wind containing faint crackling sounds.

"Bang." The two palms collided, and both Chen Feng and Xiao Yuanshan retreated several steps.

"Prajna Palm!" Seeing the Kung Fu used by the masked man, Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji in the courtyard were greatly alarmed and blurted out.

After all, Prajna Palm was a secret technique of the Shaolin Temple, one of the Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, and a superior palm technique. Few people at Shaolin Temple had mastered it, which made the masked man's identity rather peculiar.

Chen Feng, having retreated a few steps, charged forward again, continuing to entangle Xiao Yuanshan. This time, he only intended to obstruct the enemy, not to engage in a head-on confrontation.

As he fought, he shouted loudly, "Qiao Feng, what I said before was just my speculation. There's another possibility: your adoptive parents and Master Xuanku were all killed by that Leader, who disguised himself as you, precisely to ruin your reputation, make it impossible for you to establish yourself in the martial arts world, and thus prevent you from finding his identity."

"Back then, the Leader could command Shaolin High Monks to teach you martial arts, so he must have had a close relationship with Shaolin Temple. This person hiding here suspiciously and using Shaolin Kung Fu might very well be the murderer of your adoptive parents!"

"Benefactor Xiaoyao, stop your nonsensical talk! How could someone from our Shaolin Temple kill the Qiao Sanyuan couple and my brother Xuan Ku!" Xuan Ji roared in anger, hearing Chen Feng slandering the Shaolin Temple.

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up upon hearing Chen Feng's words. He had been desperately searching for the Leader's whereabouts, and this might be an important clue. He naturally wouldn't let it go.

He leaped up, and while still in mid-air, he unleashed Roaring Dragon Regret.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan had no intention of fighting further. He first blocked Qiao Feng's Roaring Dragon Regret, then prepared to resist Chen Feng's subsequent attacks with his Internal energy before escaping.

However, when Chen Feng's palm touched his back, the expected surge of power did not appear. Instead, he felt his Internal energy rapidly draining away, vanishing without a trace.

"Great Skill of Dissolving Power!" Xiao Yuanshan was greatly alarmed, but before he could figure out how to break free, the suction force vanished as if it had never existed.

However, this brief delay was enough for Qiao Feng to rush in front of Xiao Yuanshan. He reached out and grabbed at the air, activating Dragon Catching Skill, and directly pulled off the masked man's mask.

In an instant, a face that bore nine parts resemblance to Qiao Feng, but was several years older, appeared before him.

Upon seeing this face, Qiao Feng's next move faltered and stopped.

At this moment, the others had also leaped onto the rooftop and saw the face that looked almost identical to Qiao Feng's. They were all stunned.

"It's you! It's you! Are you here to kill me? Come on, come on! I should have died thirty years ago, come on!!" Suddenly, Zhao Qiansun shouted madly and rushed towards Xiao Yuanshan, but was held back tightly by Tan Po.

"Are you... my father?" Qiao Feng asked somewhat cautiously.

"Sigh." Seeing his identity exposed, Xiao Yuanshan sighed helplessly and then glared fiercely at Chen Feng.

He softly called out to Qiao Feng, "Feng'er."

"Are you really my father?"

Hearing Qiao Feng's question, Xiao Yuanshan directly opened his robe, revealing a wolf head tattoo on his chest.

"Father!" Seeing the wolf head tattoo identical to the one on his own chest, Xiao Yuanshan's identity was confirmed. Just as Qiao Feng was about to step forward, he suddenly stopped.

"Father, did you kill my adoptive parents, the couple Qiao Sanyuan, and my master, Master Xuanku?"

"That's right, I killed them with my own hands." Since his identity was exposed, there was no point in denying these things.

"My adoptive parents treated me with great kindness. They were truly wonderful people. Father, why..."

Before Qiao Feng could finish, Xiao Yuanshan interrupted him, "You are my biological son. Originally, our family of father and son would have been reunited, how joyful that would be?"

"But these Southern Dynasty martial artists treat us Khitans as less than pigs and dogs, killing us at the slightest provocation. They snatched my child and gave him to someone else to be their child."

"Those Qiao couple pretended to be your parents, stealing my father-son joy and not telling you the truth, so they deserved to die."