Chapter 51: Thunderous Sounds

Di Yun was completely confused as to why Feng Yi threw out Wan Gui. He would rather believe that Feng Yi would beat him to death with one palm than understand why the other party would listen to him.

But before he could figure it out, he saw that his master was subdued by Yan Daping's surprise attack. In an instant, Di Yun's eyes turned red and he rushed straight towards Yan Daping, but his shoulders sank and he couldn't move at all.

Di Yun turned around and saw that it was Feng Yi who was holding him down.

Although Feng Yi's palm was heavy, it left room for maneuver, otherwise Di Yun would have been forced to his knees.

Di Yun is a man who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment, but when it comes to his master, he naturally has a different standard.

Seeing him being attacked by someone, he was so angry that he didn't care at all and punched Feng Yi in the ribs with great force.

Feng Yi did not support him. He shook his body and passed Di Yun like a swimming dragon.

With one move, Di Yun actually lost his opponent. Fortunately, he was strong and his horse stance was very stable, so he was not knocked down by the force of his own punch. However, he took another step and rushed straight towards Yan Daping.

Yan Daping was just expressing his determination with Feng Yi, and was annoyed by Di Yun's behavior. However, he couldn't help but secretly praise this fearless boy.

However, Feng Yi took a step to the left, turned around, and blocked Di Yun's way again.

Di Yun was shocked: "I can't beat him, but I am the master's disciple, I can't watch him get beaten to death!"

A thought flashed through his mind, he gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" He pounced forward and punched Feng Yi's lower abdomen.

Di Yun had been practicing martial arts with Qi Changfa since he was young, and had never stopped sparring with his junior sister for a single day. Although the boxing skills he had learned were not very impressive, he was very proficient in them. At this moment, he was furious and his strength was not small.

The crowd cheered loudly.

They certainly applauded Di Yun's behavior. After all, the master was in trouble and the disciple risked his life to protect him, which was worthy of respect.

But he was also very excited in his heart. It was truly a lifelong blessing for a martial artist to see Feng Yi, who was at the peak of his career, take action.

After all, Feng Yi came to Wan Mansion and only showed his Qinggong skills. Everyone was waiting to see how powerful he was.

Di Yun was as aggressive as a mad tiger, but Feng Yi just smiled slightly, very calmly, without dodging and without intercepting.

There were two loud "bangs" as Di Yun's two punches hit him right in the abdomen.

Everyone and Di Yun were stunned.

"Is this all your master taught you?"

Feng Yi's cold voice rang in his ears, making Di Yun regain consciousness. He only felt that he had hit Feng Yi's lower abdomen, and the place where he touched was as soft as cotton wool. His own strength seemed to be in vain. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but it felt like he was firmly sucked by the other party's belly.

Feng Yi looked at Di Yun, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said coldly: "I followed your words and released Wan Gui, not because I was afraid of you, but because I saw that you have a pure character, so I fulfilled your wish.

Now I let you punch me twice because of your filial piety. If you still don't know what's good for you, don't blame me!"

As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his abdomen, trying to push it out. Di Yun's arms felt sore and his chest felt slightly hot, but he still remained firmly in his horse stance.

Feng Yi knew that Di Yun regarded Qi Changfa as his biological father, and he was willing to bear it even if the other party wanted to kill him. It was understandable that he would do this now, so he had no intention of hurting the other party and only used less than 10% of his strength. If Di Yun took a few steps back, he would be able to dissipate this elastic force.

Unexpectedly, Di Yun was a stubborn person. He thought, "If I get out of the way, he will definitely kill Master. I must protect Master. Even if he kills me, I will not retreat even a single step!"

Di Yun had made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and glared, with his feet firmly nailed to the ground, not taking a single step back. However, Shen Zhao Gong was known as the best martial art in the world. It was so exquisite that it could counterattack on its own when encountering external force.

Just now Feng Yi was intentionally controlling himself so that he did not bounce back Di Yun's force.

But this time Feng Yi wanted to bounce it out, and Di Yun still resisted hard. The Shenzhao skill lasted for a long time and bounced back automatically. Di Yun felt a strong force coming and immediately fell on his back. He rolled on the ground several times, screamed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

There were many people present who knew what was good. If Di Yun hadn't been injured, they would have wanted to cheer loudly.

Everyone could see that Di Yun was an extremely tough young man, but he was so shocked that he couldn't even stand up. They all realized that Feng Yi's reputation was well-deserved.

Although Feng Yi was famous, not many people had seen his skills. Everyone realized at this moment that only such a deep internal force could be matched by anyone in the world. No wonder Wan Zhenshan, Yan Daping, and Qi Changfa, who were so famous, didn't even have the courage to fight him!

When Qi Fang saw her senior brother vomiting blood, she was immediately shocked. She jumped out, rushed to Di Yun's side, and reached out to help him.

Di Yun's face was as pale as paper, and he coughed repeatedly. He only said, "I'm fine, save Master!" He supported himself and tried to get up, but his arms were weak and Qi Fang immediately lost her balance.

Both of them fell to the ground. Di Yun was breathing heavily and glaring at Feng Yi fiercely.

Feng Yi frowned when he saw Di Yun being so vicious. He thought to himself that he could find a way to deal with any situation no matter who he met, but it was really difficult to deal with a man like Di Yun. He said, "You fought with me for your master because he raised you and taught you martial arts. But wasn't your master also raised by Mr. Mei? He also taught him a good martial arts. But he killed him for his own benefit! Such a person is worse than an animal. Shouldn't he die?"

Before she finished speaking, Qi Fang said "Pah" and shouted, "You hit my senior brother and cursed my father, I will fight you!"

He stood up, drew the sword from his waist, and stabbed at Feng Yi who was distracted with his white wrist.

Di Yun hurriedly said, "Junior sister, no, I lost the fight, and you stood up for me. Isn't that despised by others?"

Everyone looked at each other and thought, "This Qi Changfa has raised a good disciple and a good daughter."

Looking at Wan Zhenshan's disciples, they were all standing aside, forming a sharp contrast.

Qi Fang's cheeks flushed red at this time. She didn't listen to Di Yun at all. She drew her sword and pointed it directly at Feng Yi's heart.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "For this sword, the arm should be a little higher!" He turned his body to the side, and the long sword passed directly in front of his chest: "It will be smoother to turn around and cut me like this!"

Sure enough, Qi Fang turned her wrist and the straight stab turned into a horizontal slash. The tacit cooperation between the two was astonishing.

Feng Yi didn't move, his figure flashed, and he turned back to his previous position. Qi Fang's sword missed again.

Feng Yi said: "Your move has a big loophole. If I attack your Qimen acupoint from the center, how can you resist?"

As Qi Fang struck another sword, Feng Yi continued, "There are too many messed-up things in your swordsmanship. Wan Zhenshan won't pass on real kung fu to his son, and Qi Changfa won't pass on real kung fu to his daughter, haha..."

Feng Yi's martial arts skills were so high that he could see through Qi Fang's flaws at a glance. He also learned the "Tang Poetry Sword Technique", so he was naturally more aware of the loopholes.

She just wanted to point out Qi Changfa's evil intentions in front of everyone, and then she faced Qi Fang and pointed out the flaws in her swordsmanship, otherwise she would not be able to defeat him even once.

However, Qi Fang became even angrier and her sword became more ferocious.

Yan Daping also said: "Yes, Master Wan disrupted the order of swordsmanship when teaching his disciples, and his internal strength is also average.

This Qi Lao San is a man of great learning, but he pretends to be illiterate. When his niece Qi said, "A lone wild goose came up from the sea, and the pond dared not look back," he said, "My elder brother called me up, and I dared not cross it." He also said that the Tang poetry swordsmanship was the "lying corpse swordsmanship." What nonsense!"

The three disciples of the Mei family, Wan Zhenshan Du, Qi Changfahen, and Yan Dapingtong, have the strongest martial arts. He was attacked by Feng Yi, and until now, he also wanted to survive, so he worked very hard in the Wan family.

Seeing Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa being injured, he subconsciously took action to stop them. At this time, he also guessed the intention of Feng Yi and Qi Fang's sword fight, so he naturally had to show it.

But Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa were exposed again by Yan Daping, and they were so angry that their faces turned blue, but they did not dare to argue with him, and they could not refute him.

All the disciples of the Wan family looked at their master with suspicion.

Many of them were famous gentry families near Jingzhou, and they came to learn martial arts because of Wan Zhenshan's reputation. But today, they heard that what they learned were all fake moves, so what was the money they paid as tribute over the years? While Feng Yi was talking to Yan Daping, Qi Fang had stabbed more than ten times in a row. Feng Yi kept his feet still, and only changed his body shape within a few feet, so that Qi Fang's swords missed.

The thrilling part was that, to others, it seemed as if each of these swords could penetrate the body, but they always missed by a hair's breadth.

Qi Fang's eyes were especially wide open, her pretty face flushed, and sweat was pouring down her head, but Feng Yi was relaxed and acted as if nothing had happened. His superb martial arts skills and profound knowledge impressed everyone.

Di Yun usually never doubted what his master said, but at this moment he looked confused.

The master said that their sword technique, called “Lying Corpse Sword Technique”, is very famous in the martial arts world.

But what about now?

Feng Yi said that Junior Sister's sword moves were worthless. She didn't even move a step, and he would have gotten the same result.

He also thought that his master's martial arts skills were extremely high and that there was no one in the world who could defeat seven or eight people. However, his master, his uncle, and their seven or eight disciples did not dare to fight Feng Yi.

The second uncle said that the master was well-educated, and now he said that the master's swordsmanship was called "Tang Poetry Swordsmanship" instead of "Lying Corpse Swordsmanship". With all these things, could it be that the master really killed the master's grandfather? Feng Yi saw the change in Di Yun's face and knew that his efforts were not in vain. He said, "Miss Qi, Qi Changfa is your father. I want to kill him, and you come to stop me. It is human nature. I also let you stab more than ten times. Your love for your father has been exhausted. Isn't this enough?"

When Qi Fang heard this, she was so ashamed and furious that she didn't care about any moves. She suddenly combined her body and sword and pounced towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi saw her use such a clumsy move, which was a life-threatening act, and frowned slightly, thinking: "Although I am famous, not many people have seen my martial arts. Now I have to kill Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa.

Di Yun and Qi Fang tried to stop them. If someone else had killed them, they would have done it. But these two unfortunate people didn't deserve to die. Killing them would make them feel uncomfortable. But if they didn't show off their magical skills, if someone else showed up, wouldn't they have killed them? Isn't that a bit ridiculous!"

In a flash, Qi Fang's long sword was about to stab, but Feng Yi suddenly raised two fingers of his right hand and caught the tip of the long sword.

Qi Fang was unable to move forward or backward, like an ant trying to shake a tree. Her pretty face turned red from holding it in, and she felt like stamping her feet in anger.

Di Yun was lying on the ground, still worried about his junior sister. He couldn't help but shout, "Junior sister, stop hitting me!"

Feng Yi snorted and flicked the sword's spine with his fingers. Qi Fang felt a heat at the base of her palm and could not hold the sword anymore. Her body went numb in an instant and she could not stand and stumbled backwards.

Feng Yi flicked his right hand and the sword flew towards Qi Fang.

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Someone in the crowd was horrified and shouted, "Please show some mercy, my men."

Feng Yi smiled and said, "That's right, I should show some mercy."

Everyone heard a "clang" sound and looked at each other in shock.

It turned out that the long sword was still inserted into the scabbard at Qi Fang's waist, and a force pushed her towards Di Yun.

Di Yun reached out to help, but after he was injured, his arms were weak and Qi Fang fell directly on him.

There were many martial arts masters on the field. Seeing Feng Yi flash the sword, clamp the sword, snatch the sword, and return the sword, his accurate eyesight, deep skills, quick techniques, and high attainments all seemed like a breeze.

This state of exerting force without feeling any effort, exerting power without feeling any effort, is the most difficult state to reach in martial arts. Every martial arts master strives for this state when he reaches the end of his training. People like Di Yun and Qi Fang, who shout and fight, sweat and pant, are the lowest level.

And Feng Yi is still so young.

Suddenly, thunderous cheers rang out.

Those who were originally planning to take advantage of the situation were frightened when they saw Feng Yi's martial arts skills.

No matter what treasures Feng Yi had, his lucky thoughts disappeared without a trace in an instant. He just thought: "Let's just watch the fun today and don't take the blame for Wan Zhenshan and the others!"

Di Yun was holding the soft jade in his arms. Under normal circumstances, he would have been extremely happy. But today, he had no time to feel this feeling. He hurried to check if his junior sister was injured.

Qi Fang was lying on top of her senior brother. Her whole body, perhaps due to the shock of the Shenzhao Power or something else, simply went limp. She couldn't get up and was too embarrassed to speak.

When she heard the cheers from others, she thought they were cheering for her being beaten by Feng Yi and lying in her senior brother's arms. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red and she started to sob.

Feng Yi sneered in his heart: "I can't cure a little girl like you!" He put his hands behind his back and said: "Qi Changfa deserves to die, I must kill him, you are his relatives, you must not let me kill him, this fight is not about right or wrong! But 'people with different ideologies cannot work together', you can't save Qi Changfa. The most correct thing to do is to keep yourself useful, practice hard, and seek revenge on me in the future, instead of not knowing when to advance or retreat here!

Especially you, Di Yun. Once Qi Changfa dies, you will be the only one left as your apprentice sister. What good will it do to risk your life here today, except to lose more of your own life? Think about it yourself!"

This statement was well-founded and the people present agreed with it. Many people even thought: "Feng Yi is not only a martial arts expert, but also has extraordinary courage. He is so brave that he can avenge his enemies. Who in the world can match him!"

In fact, any famous martial arts figure would disdain to do what Di Yun and Qi Fang did. After all, Feng Yi's martial arts skills were much higher than theirs, and taking his life would be easy.

They kept rushing upwards, and no one said a word of objection when Feng Yi killed them.

But the two of them were from the countryside, and they had never been to the underworld, which was another matter. Feng Yi was too concerned with them, which was a loss of status. This treatment was just right, and it couldn't be more right.

After all, no matter how evil a person is, in the eyes of their relatives, they are good people, and no one will say they deserve to die! So when Lu Wei, the brother of Lu Tong, the owner of Taihang Mountain, was reported by Wan Zhenshan for picking flowers, everyone said he deserved to die, but no one said that Lu Tong should not seek revenge on Wan Zhenshan.

This is the perception of the underworld.

If people can be killed, revenge is also allowed!

After hearing what Feng Yi said, Di Yun broke out in cold sweat, covering his forehead. He had to admit that Feng Yi was right.

If the master dies, and if I die too, what will happen to my junior sister? Will she die together? Feng Yi felt that he had done his best for Di Yun and Qi Fang. He walked slowly to Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa and said in a deep voice, "You are so scheming. It's fine if you are afraid of fighting, but why don't you stop Di Yun and the others?

Are you waiting for me to kill them so that everyone present will be outraged and attack me? Then you can take advantage of the chaos and do whatever you want?"

Wan Zhenshan said coldly: "You and Yan Daping are indiscriminate. Nephew Di Xian and niece Qi are filial. This is the right thing to do. Why stop them?"

They were either martial arts heroes or scholars with achievements, and everyone had their own scheming. Naturally, their pretense could not be hidden from everyone.

But what Wan Zhenshan said was not wrong. Although we knew that his heart was not right and his intentions were bad, we could not refute it.

Dozens of eyes were staring at Feng Yi again, watching him deal with the situation.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi laughed, full of sarcasm.

He gently raised his palm, "Pah——"

The slap was so fast and sudden that no one could see clearly that Wan Zhenshan was already bleeding from the mouth.

Wan Zhenshan was a very capable person, and he had never been humiliated like this before. The pain was fine, but he almost fainted when so many people watched him get slapped in the face by a young man.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with a look of loneliness and helplessness again, and he said coldly: "Mr. Mei is known as the 'Iron Bones and Black Embers', what kind of hero is that? Did he teach you to shrink your heads and hide behind others when encountering troubles? What's more, he used you, the younger generation, as a shield!

You killed our master, and you want to harm your disciple and daughter. You have no shame, are you really willing to disgrace Mr. Mei in front of all the heroes in the world?"

Everyone saw that he was fair and just, and these few words of his were full of righteousness. Moreover, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and everyone admired him but was also cautious in their hearts.

Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa were famous martial arts masters after all, so they had to have some dignity. After hearing this, they were fascinated and kept silent with their heads down.

Seeing the two men lowering their heads, Yan Daping said proudly, "After our master passed away, our sect no longer had any heroes. It's so hard to have Feng the hero inherit our master's legacy and become famous in the martial arts world. How glorious it is! The three of us are now admitting our guilt and going to our master to apologize. What regrets do we have!"

Suddenly he burst into tears and said, "Master, Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa are not human beings. Now they have become cowards who dare to do things but not to take responsibility.

"Master, you really had poor eyesight back then. Why did you accept three of us beasts as your disciples? Master!"

He cried and cursed, which only made Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa furious, but they did not dare to argue with him.

Wan Zhenshan said to Feng Yi angrily, "You are the one who caused all this, right?"

Feng Yi laughed, put his hands on the shoulders of Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa and said: "Let me ask you one more question: Did you kill Mr. Mei? If you agree, I can give you a chance to live. If not, hehe..."

Smiling, he used the Divine Illumination Skill. In an instant, Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa felt as if they had fallen into a huge furnace. Even their blood seemed to be boiling, and they could not bear it for even a moment.

But if he admitted to this crime, he would die miserably, but he would not even be a human being! Qi Changfa regretted it even more. What did he mean by that? Traveled through mountains and rivers to attend the feast of the god of death? Qi Changfa said in a trembling voice: "You force me to do whatever you want. Why bother? Just kill us! However, I finally figured out why Yan Daping wanted to make us bear this unfilial and unrighteous crime. He must have been forced into a trap by you, so he spoke nonsense in front of the world!"

Everyone said "Oh" and looked towards Yan Daping.

Seeing Yan Daping looking ashen, Feng Yi glanced at him, raised his hands from their shoulders, smiled and said, "Okay, Second Senior Brother Yan, tell us in front of all these upright heroes. Did I make it up and force you to do it, or did you really kill Master? Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it! Are you here to repent and expose it?"

Thanks to the book friend "A Miao's Cat" for the reward.

(End of this chapter)