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He Yishou, a third-grade cultivator at the Gathering Spirit Realm, is known for his signature techniques: Soft Cloud Hand and Entangling Silk Force.
In his early years, He Yishou was quite famous in the martial arts world. However, after decades of experience in the martial arts world, he witnessed the cruelty of the path of cultivation and martial arts, and thus calmed down and withdrew from the path of vying for supremacy.
In the more than ten years that he spent in Qingyang City, he managed to establish a firm foothold in the Daoist world by recruiting ordinary disciples through a Daoist temple.
This move was intended to teach the incredibly arrogant Xia Tounan a lesson.
Seeing He Yishou's posture, Xia Tounan's face was full of sarcasm.
Who is he? The eldest son of the Xia family in the Ziyuan Imperial Capital, he was born with an endless halo, and his outstanding cultivation talent made him a key figure in the family's cultivation.
Xia Tounan believed that it was an endless honor for such a lowly character to be able to fight this withered old man, and that they should be so grateful that they would die.
"Alright, old man, today I'll show you just how deep the Xia family's foundation really is!"
Xia Tounan suddenly closed his folding fan, and his raised right palm transformed into a pure white aura.
"This is the Xia family's battle technique, the White Cloud Palm?"
"You've got some skill, take this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Tounan slapped out a palm with a "whoosh".
The palm strike created a swirling wave that instantly blinded He Yishou.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xia Tounan used the Flowing Cloud Step, and with a close-range double palm push, directly sent He Yishou flying more than ten feet away, crashing heavily to the ground, instantly ending the battle.
With just one move, Xia Tounan displayed astonishing strength. His lackeys cheered and praised Xia's master's cultivation as divine.
Feng Xiunian stared in disbelief at the dust and sand rising around He Yishou as he fell to the ground in the distance. Clearly, Xia Tounan's strength had exceeded his expectations, and cold sweat immediately dripped down his forehead.
Xia Tounan was very satisfied with his performance just now. He casually tossed the strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead, then arrogantly pointed at Feng Xiunian, meaning "It's your turn to get beaten up."
Feng Xiunian immediately roared, his solid muscles bulging with veins, and his whole body exuding a monstrous fighting spirit.
Feng Xiuwei and He Yishou are both at the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. However, their combat techniques are different. He Yishou's combat technique emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness, while Feng Xiuwei's combat technique is pure strength, using brute force to defeat all opponents.
Signature moves: Fierce Tiger Strike, Thirteen Strikes of Raging Waves.
"Don't be so arrogant, brat! Take this!"
Feng Xiunian immediately threw a punch, which was the domineering "Fierce Tiger Strike".
Faced with such overwhelming power, Xia Tounan also focused his mind and became vigilant. He immediately unleashed his second-grade Spirit Gathering Realm cultivation, raised his hand and formed a finger, which was another unique skill of the Xia family: Thunderclap Finger.
With two "biu" sounds, Feng Xiunian's heavy body was sent flying backward, embedding him and his body into a solid wall, preventing him from eating four dishes on the spot.
"Well done! Young hero, you are truly awe-inspiring!"
This scene drew cheers from the surrounding crowd.
It would be a miracle if ordinary people had any goodwill towards these scumbags of society.
Xia Tounan thoroughly enjoyed the adulation from these unsophisticated country bumpkins around him, and immediately became quite smug.
After a long while, Feng Xiunian and He Yishou, supporting each other, limped away from the street amidst the jeers and ridicule of the crowd.
Xia Tounan immediately seized the opportunity and addressed the surrounding crowd: "Fellow villagers, I am Xia Tounan, from the Xia family of Ziyuan Imperial Capital. Today I have come to Qingyang City to propose marriage to the daughter of the Lu family. I would appreciate it if you could show me the way!"
On the other side, He Yishou and Feng Xiunian left the street where they had been beaten. After looking back to make sure no one was following, they suddenly let go of each other's hands, patted their shoulders, and wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths. They no longer looked injured or disheveled.
Feng Xiunian said with dissatisfaction, "Old man He, why are you going easy on me? I could beat three of these little brats who only know a few rudimentary skills and then try to show off with one hand!"
He Yishou, still with his hands tucked into his sleeves, said, "They are, after all, members of the Xia family. It's best not to offend them if you can avoid it."
Feng Xiunian said indignantly, "But I really can't swallow this. Look at how capable he is, he really thinks he's so great! So what if it's the Xia family? Does he think I'm afraid of him or something?"
He Yishou laughed and said, "I suggest we ask Brother Shen first. Since he is our boss, he should be in charge of everything."
Just as the two were discussing, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
The two looked over and their pupils contracted.
The girl was dressed in a red and white outfit that extended to the hem of her skirt, which did not go past her knees, forming a perfect dress. When the wind blew, a pair of tight black leather pants that were level with the hem of the skirt appeared, and when paired with a pair of black and white knee-high boots, her long legs, which were exposed to the air, looked slender and graceful.
She looked up and saw her beautiful long hair tied up, with a red silk tassel on her forehead. Beneath the tassel was an innocent and charming face, pure yet with a touch of heroism, exquisitely beautiful beyond description.
The girl whistled and then asked in a clear voice, "Hey, you two uncles, is there a blacksmith nearby who knows how to make things? My spear is broken and I'd like to get it repaired. Could you please show me the way?"
The girl had a cheerful personality. As she spoke, she took out a spear that was a head taller than herself from her storage bag and looked at the two of them with a smile.
He Yishou and Feng Xiunian exchanged a glance and swallowed hard.
It wasn't because I was surprised by the girl's beauty, but rather...
This girl is the real powerhouse; her cultivation is definitely above mine, at least at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
"Why aren't you saying anything? I'm asking you a question!"
The girl pointed her spear, tilted her head, and wore a sly smile.
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