Chapter 148 Wulin Misleading Story 18

In the end, in addition to the successful cancellation of the engagement, Jiang Manman did not wait for Mu Nanxing to express his desire to become the son-in-law of the Kuanglang Sword Sect again.

Fortunately, the master was an experienced man, and he probably relied heavily on the power of the Huangji Sect. In the end, he did not say anything final, but just left a meaningful speech in a calm manner.

"Nanxing, among your generation, Master is the one he admires and values the most. When we grow old, it will be you, the younger generation, who will rule the world. My dear nephew, please don't let the marriage between our two factions create any rifts. Penglai Island always welcomes you to come over. You young people can learn from each other and perfect your martial arts together. Manman! Don't you have many questions about martial arts? It's a good opportunity for you young people to communicate with each other."

Feng Wu was amazed in his heart, "This bastard has actually taken up the job of a matchmaker. When his martial arts skills are completely destroyed, I'll stick a hairy black mole on his left cheek and put on a colorful dress. Then he can be a matchmaker directly."

The system was unkind and immediately conjured up a full-body image of Wu Ma Shen dressed like a butterfly in his mind, especially the sizable black mole on his left cheek. The system almost burst out laughing.

Consciously sharing the beautiful photo of Wu Ma Shen with the host, Feng Wu had good endurance and was strong enough not to burst out laughing. Only her peach blossom eyes, which still had some red in them, were filled with a deep smile.

The system is such a mischievous little cutie!

After reminiscing about the past, everyone took a dozen young men from the Huangji Sect to the martial arts arena to compete in martial arts.

Everyone stopped talking at the appointed time. Both sides had winners and losers. Feng Wu and Mu Nanxing did not make a move. They no longer needed to compete with the younger brothers in their sect in public.

Both of them are geniuses in their respective sects. Putting aside their awkward identities, as the leaders of their sects, they are bound to fight.

The affection between the two that Feng Wu had previously talked about was actually just a discussion between the two of them that was done in moderation.

In the past, there was always a gap between the original body and Mu Nanxing in every competition. Feng Wu planned to avenge the bullying that this person had done to her before.

The more Mu Nanxing thought about it, the more surprised he became. Junior Sister Yu's moves were still the same as before, but the speed, weight, and accuracy of those attacks were too high. He was struggling to cope with them, and his naked eyes could not catch the movement trajectory of the sword at all. Seeing Junior Sister Yu's calm and composed look, he knew that she was not using her full strength at all.

It had only been six years since they last met, yet Junior Sister Yu had made such rapid progress. He thought he had progressed quickly enough in the past six years, but he never expected that Junior Sister Yu would surprise him.

With one sword, Feng Wu pushed away Mu Nanxing, who was already powerless to fight back, and bowed, "Brother Pastor, I'm so grateful for your kindness. I won by a single move, it was purely by luck!"

Mu Nanxing: "...Well, Junior Sister Yu, you are too polite. I did lose, thank you for the loss!" Touching the bruises on his body caused by the back of the sword, Mu Nanxing suspected that Junior Sister Yu was using him as a punching bag to vent her anger. Thinking of his previous reckless behavior, Mu Nanxing's anger subsided.

The Wu Ma God and the four elders, who were standing on dozens of steps, all had expressions of horror in their eyes.

Elder Chu was still a little dazed. He looked at the girl's straight back from afar and sighed, "Fei Feng must have had some wonderful adventures in the past six years! Her moves are from our sect's Xuan-level technique, the 'Flower-Picking Sword'. I didn't expect that such gentle and graceful moves, after being modified, would have such unexpected offensive effects. No, after seeing this girl's sword style, I'm deeply inspired by my own stunning sword moves. Brother, I'll leave first."

Wu Ma Shen nodded lightly, and looked towards Feng Wu with a look of obscure scrutiny and deep fear.

Elder Yang took a drag on his cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring. "Fei Feng is an incredible girl, Senior Brother, congratulations on raising such a talented youngster! In the future, our Kuanglang Sword Sect may need this girl to take the lead."

Elder Yu, however, was somewhat unimpressed. "It's just some fancy moves. If you really want to become a pillar of society, you need to practice swordsmanship for a few more decades. Maybe you can still achieve it."

Elder Yang: "...Humph!" When did this old man Yu go blind? He's so old, yet he's still jealous of others' talents, acting like a jerk who can't even be on stage.

Elder Hao kindly tried to ease the tension between the two. "Fei Feng is indeed a girl with excellent aptitude, but whether she can become a talent in the future still requires the careful supervision of the master, the Sect Leader."

Feng Wu withdrew her mental power. Naturally, she could hear clearly the conversation between the old men. It was up to her to decide whether they could become pillars of society, but she refused with a cold and ugly face when she asked the bastard Wu Ma Shen to be the one to check.

A group of people gathered around Feng Wu to exchange sword moves, while Mu Nanxing, carrying a sword on his back, went back to the guest house first under the guidance of the waiter.

The main reason was that her body was in so much pain that she planned to apply some ointment to relieve the pain.

To his surprise, in the garden pavilion of the guest house, there was a graceful figure in a green dress sitting.

With the waiter present, Mu Nanxing couldn't call the girl by her name directly. The two of them stood three meters apart and said, "Junior Sister Jiang, you are polite."

Jiang Manman also performed the girlish etiquette, walked down the three stone steps, and came to the two of them. "Brother Pastor, how are you? I still haven't thanked you for saving my life in the Misty Forest a few months ago."

A tender smile appeared in Mu Nanxing's bright eyes. Upon hearing this, he just waved his hand and said casually, "Speaking of the Misty Forest, I wonder if Junior Sister Jiang's injury is getting better?"

Jiang Manman blinked and said, "I'm much better now. Brother Pastor, how about you? You also suffered quite a bit of damage back then. I hope you don't have any remaining injuries."

"It's okay, the internal injuries will be mostly healed in a month. But I wonder what happened to the Yellow Spring Ganoderma lucidum in the deep forest?" Thinking of the Ganoderma lucidum as big as a millstone, Mu Nanxing's heart seemed to ache again. It was a physical pain!

The Yellow Spring Ganoderma Lucidum is a tonic after consumption. It is almost impossible to find another one in the entire continent.

However, the Ganoderma lucidum was guarded by two extremely ferocious pythons, one male and one female. Last time, dozens of them took advantage of the male python going out to hunt for food and besieged the slightly smaller female python. However, pythons have thick skin and flesh, and they wanted to take down the Ganoderma lucidum in one fell swoop at the cost of more than a dozen people being seriously injured. Just when they thought they were about to succeed, the male python heard the distress signal sent by the female snake and rushed back.

At this point, they were on the verge of success and had to temporarily leave the Misty Forest to make other plans.

This delay lasted for several months, but my cousin's health could not wait any longer. His father had a lot of things to do in the sect, and he would not go to such lengths to spend two months traveling thousands of miles to the Misty Forest to kill snakes and get medicine for a little cousin.

The reason for coming this time was not only because I received a letter from Manman and learned that Junior Sister Yu had survived the disaster and returned, but also to bring the token of gratitude to formally break off the engagement. Secondly, of course, I hoped that my uncle would agree to let his disciples go with him to the Misty Forest to get medicine.

At that time, the two sects will each get half of the meat Ganoderma lucidum. Mu Nanxing believes that such a rare treasure will definitely tempt his uncle.

You know, he spent 15,000 taels just to buy this information from Zhijilou. And Zhijilou only guaranteed that this information would not be traded again within one year.