Enemies Burning with Fighting Spirit

Is Xu Qian the Xu Qi'an?

Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai felt a sudden, sharp shock to their heads, as if they had been hit on the head with a club.

Aside from the Xu Household siblings, the most vehement reaction came from Liu Hongmian, who was the only woman present besides Xu Yuanshuang.

A woman's interest in an outstanding man is like a man's sexual interest in a stunningly beautiful woman.

Liu Hongmian came from the Wanhua Tower in Jianzhou, a martial arts force composed of women. Initially, due to its weak strength, it encountered many unpleasant things.

Later, they came up with the idea of marriage alliances, marrying the most beautiful women in the sects to heroes, gang leaders, and outstanding young talents. Even in the Jianzhou government, many officials considered it an honor to marry women from the Wan Hua Lou.

Today, Wanhualou has long been firmly established in Jianzhou, with a deep and extensive network of connections, but its traditions have been preserved.

The women of Wan Hua Lou (a brothel) have the greatest aversion to young men who are strong, handsome, and have high reputations.

I'd swoon over him if I saw him.

Liu Hongmian pursed her lips, staring intently at Xu Qian—no, Xu Qi'an— in the distance, her gaze burning with intensity.

Compared to the Xu Household sisters' strong reaction and Liu Hongmian's sudden interest, the old Daoist priest, after a brief moment of astonishment and distraction, quickly regained his composure, his expression solemn, and remained silent in contemplation.

Qi Huan Danxiang, a member of the Gu tribe in the Southern Frontier, paid no attention to Xu Qi'an, the Silver Gong of the Great Feng.

As for Ji Xuan and Bai Hu, they exchanged a tacit glance, seeing the "I knew it" expression in each other's eyes.

The two had already guessed Xu Qian's true identity to some extent, but what they lacked was the final verification.

"That's impossible!"

Xu Yuanhuai suddenly shouted, pointing his spear at Xu Qian, his words fierce:

"How could he be Xu Qi'an? That man is clearly crippled, and Xu Qian is a Gu master, not a martial artist."

Jingxin slowly said, "It's precisely because I was crippled that I switched to cultivating Gu techniques."

Xu Yuanhuai opened his mouth, but for a moment he was speechless. His face turned red, and he angrily said:

What evidence do you have?

He simply couldn't accept that Xu Qian was actually his older brother Xu Qi'an, whom his parents had raised in the Beijing clan. This was completely different from what he had imagined, and he hadn't been on guard at all.

Ji Xuan sighed and spoke on Jingxin's behalf:

"Buddhist disciple, ah, besides Xu Qi'an, who proposed the Mahayana Buddhist concept during the magical contest in the capital, who else could be so highly regarded by the Buddhist School?"

He glanced at Jingxin and Jingyuan, and sneered, "Besides, they bear half of the Great Feng Feng's fortune."

Xu Yuanhuai was not stupid; on the contrary, he was very clever. Considering the attitude of the Tianji Palace spies towards Xu Qian, he began to believe it to some extent.

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at his sister, Xu Yuanshuang.

No wonder, no wonder Xu Qian spared her life instead of killing her after she revealed her true identity.

He always believed that his sister had sacrificed her innocence to save her life.

"But he... but isn't he crippled?" Xu Yuanhuai seized on this key point.

"That's something I've never been able to figure out either," Ji Xuan shook his head.

As the two were talking, Xu Yuanshuang stared blankly at the blue-robed man in the distance, her beautiful eyes flashing with a mix of emotions including anger, confusion, and embarrassment. Finally, as if she had thought of something, her face suddenly turned red.

She understood why Xu Yuanhuai reacted so strongly.

The siblings had fantasized many times about meeting that older brother from Beijing.

They might secretly observe without revealing themselves; they might face each other as enemies; or they might harbor complex emotions, not having figured out how to handle the relationship, and simply want to see each other.

Xu Yuanshuang never expected that her encounter with the eldest brother in the capital would begin with a love potion, and with a light green undergarment.

Liu Hongmian was a cunning woman who knew how to seduce men. She cupped her hands around her mouth and feigned innocence as she shouted:

"Hey, are you really Xu Yinluo? Rumor has it that Xu Yinluo is a rare beauty in the world. Could you show us your true face?"

Her manipulative manner made Xu Yuanshuang frown slightly, feeling displeased. However, seeing that Xu Qi'an ignored her, Xu Yuanshuang's expression softened.

"No way, I don't have a single drop left." Xu Qi'an, seemingly aloof, was inwardly complaining.

At this moment, the old Daoist priest with banana leaves spoke in a deep voice:

Now is not the time to question his identity.

"If Xu Qian really is Xu Qi'an, then we are facing the number one young person in the Central Plains, and even the entire world."

"A 21-year-old third-rank martial artist."

The old Daoist priest's words silenced the entire team.

The rumors about this young man were widely known even among those living in Yunzhou.

He once single-handedly held off the rebel army in Yunzhou; he once repelled 80,000 enemy troops at Yuyang Pass, taking the enemy general's head as easily as taking something out of a bag; he once angrily beheaded a tyrannical emperor, shaking the world.

There are so many legends about him that he has long been regarded as a mythical figure by people from all walks of life.

Everyone present was a prodigy, but they felt almost completely insecure in the face of such a figure.

Xu Yuanhuai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, such as words to boost morale, words like "don't underestimate a young man's potential," or "I will be better than him in the future."

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I lacked the confidence to say them.

This eldest brother, raised in the capital, is a figure who would make any genius pale in comparison.

Xu Yuanhuai's talent, which he was so proud of, was utterly insignificant in front of this person.

"Don't worry."

The monk Jingyuan stepped forward, his gaze sharp and his fighting spirit high.

"His cultivation is sealed by the Demon-Sealing Nail, and he is now at most at the fourth rank. Even with the aid of Gu techniques, he cannot possibly defeat all of us. Esteemed benefactors, now is the perfect opportunity to subdue him."

"Even if he orchestrated this whole scheme, so what? With our fighting strength, we are more than capable of dealing with him."

The current situation presents Jingyuan with an opportunity to defeat Xu Qi'an and eliminate his obsession.

He didn't believe that the Buddhist disciple could single-handedly hold off so many experts.

After a moment of quiet contemplation, he nodded and said:

"That's right. Even if he invited two Yang God level experts from the Heavenly Sect, at most he could maintain his Transcendent Realm combat strength. But below the third rank, he is all-powerful."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

That's right, no matter how glorious Xu Qi'an was, it was all in the past.

He is no longer at his peak, the one who slew the tyrannical emperor in the capital. What is there to fear now?

The old Daoist priest with banana leaves slowly said:

"That's right. In his prime, we couldn't contend with him. But now that he's fallen from grace, how much fighting power does he have left? Perhaps stronger than an ordinary fourth-rank official, but definitely not enough to defeat us."

Ji Xuan laughed, "Perfect, let's use him to hone our Martial Dao. There's no better whetstone than Xu Yinluo. If we're lucky enough to defeat him, tsk tsk, the greatest master of the Central Plains era will fall at our hands, and we'll drink a toast to that."

Xu Yuanhuai listened with great interest, eager to try.

The warriors were filled with fighting spirit, their intense desire to battle even surpassing their regard for the dragon's aura.

Ji Xuan's words struck a chord with them; the prospect of fighting and battling Xu Qi'an was an irresistible temptation for any martial artist.

Defeating Xu Qi'an is an honor that would make any martial artist's blood boil.

"Interesting!"

Liu Hongmian chuckled, "If I can defeat Xu Yinluo here, I'll definitely go back to the Wanhua Pavilion in Jianzhou after this trip to the martial world and show off to those little bastards."

Let them know what a mistake it was not to choose her as the host.

As a martial artist, Liu Hongmian felt that defeating Xu Yinluo was a great honor, which did not conflict with her admiration for Xu Yinluo.

Xu Yuanshuang frowned slightly, raised her cool and delicate face, and looked at Xu Qi'an.

How much strength do you still have? She couldn't tell if she was worried or relieved; her feelings were extremely complicated.

Influenced by her mother, she did not harbor much hostility towards her elder brother, but at the same time, she was also influenced by the Ji family of Qianlong City and her father, and knew that her position was opposed to that of her elder brother.

During her trip away from home, she actually wanted to visit the capital. She wanted to break free from the influence of her mother and her own position, and look at this matter and this person from her own perspective.

Meeting Xu Qi'an here now saves her the trouble of going to the capital herself.

Seeing that no one was willing to be the first to step forward, Xu Yuanhuai snorted coldly, dragged his spear, and charged into battle, taking the lead:

"I'll go and subdue him!"

Dragging his spear, he walked faster and faster, then sprinted, the spear tip carving deep furrows in the ground.

As he approached Xu Qi'an, he let out a deep roar, his waist spinning as he propelled his spear, unleashing a domineering move that swept across the world.

The snow within a radius of several meters instantly billowed up, creating a flurry of snowflakes.

The spear swept through the air with a piercing shriek.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on this scene, hoping to discern Xu Qi'an's true strength from this exchange.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an moved. He raised his hand and flicked his fingertips lightly.

It bounced off the gun barrel from top to bottom.

"Bite!"

Xu Yuanhuai's tiger's mouth split open, and he lost his grip on the weapon, watching helplessly as it slipped from his hand and spun into the sky.

Seeing this, Ji Xuan nodded. "No worse than me."

He was referring to Xu Qi'an.

But everyone's expressions relaxed, since they were still within the fourth rank.

Ji Xuan continued, "Yuan Huai hasn't gone all out yet. Let's see how much of Xu Qi'an's skill he can gauge."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yuanhuai leaped up and caught the spear.

His body hovered briefly in the air, and he roared as he shook his jet-black spear. The dragon head at the junction of the spearhead and shaft burst forth with a blinding black light, then came to life and detached itself from the spear.

The dragon's soul, sealed within the Law Artifact, has awakened.

This spear is a high-grade magic Law Artifact. The spear body is made from the spine of a fourth-grade dragon, and the spearhead is forged from the dragon's sharpest and hardest tooth.

The spear contains the Primordial Spirit of a fourth-grade dragon, which can briefly merge with the Law Artifact's owner, temporarily boosting their strength to the fourth grade.

Xu Yuanhuai is at the peak of the fifth rank, but when he unleashes his full power, he is comparable to a fourth-rank martial artist.

The unrealistic phantom of the dragon roamed the air, then suddenly turned and rushed into Xu Yuanhuai's body.

Xu Yuanhuai's eyes turned into vertical pupils, illusory black scales appeared on his cheeks, and a dragon's roar erupted from his throat.

He gripped the Dragon-Eyed Spear and suddenly swooped down, the tip of the spear bursting forth with dazzling light, forming a semi-circular aura.

"What a wonderful Law Artifact!"

The crowd watched with envy. Liu Hongmian seemed to have thought of something and asked:

"By the way, what is Xu Yinluo's weapon?"

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