God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked.

This kind of magical technique not only resists all the water swords, but also turns into water droplets after the water swords are defeated, and is absorbed by the water droplets on the tip of Lingxu sword, slowly It turned into a water polo twice as big as before.

This water ball is the two water **** that Master Xiaomeng had condensed before, and now Ling Xu wears it on the tip of the sword and turns it into one, and the fierce offensive has come to an end.

"This.... what kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so exquisite!"

The sword that Wang Feng made was incomparably ingenious and skillful. Very few people in the audience could understand it. As for the disciples of the Little Sages, they were already stunned.

This is the first time they have seen Mr. Xiaoyao make a move. It turns out that Mr. Xiaoyao is not only unparalleled in strength in discrimination and harmony, but also has reached a very high level in swordsmanship!

Chapter 473 Xiaomeng's Doubt

Buzz!

Wang Feng is in control of Ling Xujian, and above the sword tip is the reassembled water ball, which is always hanging on it, and there is no trace of falling.

This obviously requires extremely high internal force to complete, otherwise the condensed water ball would not be able to hang on Ling Xujian at all.

"What a brilliant internal strength cultivation base, what is the origin of this person called Xiaoyao, the net organization is all over the world, there are records of famous masters in the rivers and lakes, but there is no record of this person, it seems that the penetration of the net Still not enough."

Zhao Gao looked at Wang Feng, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes. Experts of this level were ignored. Obviously, Luo Wang's intelligence work was not done properly.

The Empire doesn't like unstable factors, just like this person named Xiaoyao, who is a person who appeared unexpectedly.

"I can't see through your cultivation. It seems that you are hiding very deeply. I am very interested in your origin."

Master Xiaomeng looked at Wang Feng and said lightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The attack she made just now was extremely tyrannical.

And this person named Xiaoyao not only caught that move, but also didn't seem to spend much effort. The cultivation of this realm is already very unusual, enough to attract Xiaomeng's attention.

Wang Feng smiled slightly, and Ling Xu sent out a powerful infuriating wave in his hand, and the water ball on the tip of the sword turned into water vapor and evaporated.

"Tianzong Xiaomeng's cultivation is unfathomable. He is just a scholar, and he usually doesn't travel far. Master Xiaomeng is too famous."

Of course, Wang Feng will not reveal his identity. Xiaoshengxianzhuang is so big, and there are many people who have never seen each other. It is not that there is no one. It can be said that as long as he does not tell Zhang Liang, no one knows his identity. The identity is simply forged.

"Oh? Is it? I'd love to know where your limits are."

As soon as the voice fell, the Qiu Li Sword in Xiaomeng's hand burst into a soft wave of true energy, the sword glowed brightly, and a strong wind blew around, and the surrounding vegetation fell into the sky under this sudden strong wind. Dancing leaves, petals.

laugh!

A sword moves, the cold light fills the sky!

Xiaomeng's figure was like a fog, and disappeared in place in an instant. It was like dust with the light, and it was like an instant movement.

clang!

Naturally, Wang Feng would not sit still and face the master Xiaomeng who is the pinnacle of the fourth-level heaven.

He stretched out a sword, collided with Qiu Li, his body quickly retreated, and then he ran the Taoist Supreme Profound Art. With a wave of the Lingxu sword in his hand, a fierce sword energy counterattacked.

hum!

boom!

Master Xiaomeng reacted quickly. Upon seeing this, he also waved a sword qi with his backhand. The two sword qi collided fiercely, and a dazzling brilliance immediately erupted around him. The infinite energy formed a ripple in the void. , swept away.

On the lake below, a water column with a height of more than ten feet suddenly exploded, and the water column rushed up and did not fall for a long time.

"What a powerful internal force, these two people have reached a very high level in terms of swordsmanship and cultivation, and they are rarely seen in today's world. They look young, but they are really extraordinary."

Zhao Gao's eyes became gloomy. Whether it was Xiaomeng or Wang Feng, they were both so young, but their cultivation had reached a height that many people could not achieve in their entire lives.

Such a character, not for his own use, is always a hidden danger!

"What a terrifying strength, I didn't expect this Xiaoyao to have such a powerful internal strength. It seems that it is not easy for Xiaomeng to clean up him. It's really hateful!"

Gongsun Linglong said angrily when he saw Wang Feng's strength.

The feud between her and Wang Feng was forged by the little sages, and it was a shame for the Gongsun family. Although she did not like Xiaomeng, a beautiful woman, relatively speaking, she preferred Xiaomeng to be able to Defeat Wang Feng, and lose the face of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

If possible, it would be better to kill him.

"Both of them have exerted their inner strength to the extreme. Xiaomeng is young, but her inner strength is unfathomable. It can be seen that her understanding of the Tao has become more and more profound, and the inner strength of Xiaoyao's cultivation seems to be extremely difficult, but it is difficult to see. What kind of magic is out."

How amazing is Chu Nan Gong's eyesight, at a glance, it can be seen that the strength of the two people on the scene has been exerted to the extreme. At this moment, the only way to decide the winner is to see the two's understanding of their respective martial arts.

clang clang!

The fight between the two has reached a fever pitch, the surging True Qi keeps erupting, and the surrounding water column keeps rising, forcing everyone watching to stand at a distance, not close.

Whether it is Wang Feng or Xiaomeng, both have superb light skills, and their bodies are as fast as lightning. Except for a few people, most people can only see two shadows criss-crossing constantly, and the magic weapons in their hands clash, bursting out. A loud roar sounded.

boom!

Suddenly, the wooden bridge stopped at the waist, two figures slowly fell from mid-air, and one of them landed on the surface of the water before stopping.

When everyone saw it, they all stared intently, wanting to see what happened.

"Has the winner been decided?"

"That wooden bridge is broken, what a powerful infuriating!"

"Did Mr. Xiaoyao win, or did Master Tianzong Xiaomeng win?"

The disciples present speculated, and with their eyesight, they could not see the outcome of the two.

Zhao Gao and others were puzzled. The cultivation base of the two seemed to be evenly matched, and they were on a par with each other, but the final sword had clearly been decided, but the final sword was so sharp that even the masters of them could not see clearly. Who sent the sword?

All this, only Wang Feng and Master Xiaomeng who were on the spot knew.

Above the lake, the two stood quietly looking at each other, and there was no expression in their eyes.

"Who the **** are you? The inner strength you released from your last sword is more like Taoist inner strength than Confucian mentality. You can't hide this from me."

Xiaomeng looked at Wang Feng and said softly.

That sword was too sharp, and Xiaomeng found that she was completely unable to resist.

Although she didn't take the sword, she was keenly aware that the inner strength used by this person named Xiaoyao was actually a Taoist mind method, not a Confucian mind method.

Being able to perceive the fluctuations of Wang Feng's inner strength under this circumstance is entirely because Xiaomeng's Taoist inner strength has reached the level of harmony.

I have to say that Xiaomeng felt right. The internal power used by Wang Feng was originally the Taoist supreme mind method produced by combining the Taoist Xiaowuxianggong and the innate power.

Chapter 474 Defeating Xiaomeng, the discussion ends

Wang Feng smiled lightly and said, "You want to know?"

Xiaomeng heard the words, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and with her beautiful face, she actually had a different kind of beauty.

"You use the inner strength of Taoism, but you pretend to be Confucian to compete. If I say it to His Royal Highness, what kind of punishment will Xiaoshengxianzhuang receive?"

"Oh? Would you? And, even if you really said it, would anyone believe it? The internal force I used is obvious to all. Do you think everyone is a fool?"

Wang Feng was not worried at all, but his inner strength was Taoist.

But don't forget, what Taoist Xiaowuxianggong is best at is imitation. The internal force attributes it stimulates can model the martial arts of any family, and at the same time, it is not afraid of being discovered.

Just like when Jiu Mozhi was in Shaolin, he used Xiao Wuxiang Gong to mobilize the magic cassock, and Wuxiang Jiezhi waited for Shaolin martial arts, so many Shaolin monks could not be distinguished.

If you want to tell the difference, you can only master the Taoist practice, or have practiced this practice.

However, in this era, no one would believe that a Confucian person would use the inner strength of Taoism.

Therefore, Wang Feng is not at all worried that Xiaomeng will speak out, and no one will believe it at all.

If it's not good, people will still say that the head of the dignified Taoist Tianzong loses in the competition, but he reneges on his debt and gets a reputation that he can't afford to lose, that's not good.

After he finished speaking, Wang Feng lightly tipped his toes, and his body swayed up, and he had already left the lake.

With a breath of infuriating energy, he continuously crossed the distance of more than ten meters and came to the front of everyone.

The conversation between him and Xiaomeng just now was very light and isolated from internal force, and no one knew what the topic they were talking about.

Xiaomeng knew that what Wang Feng said was right, even if she said it herself, no one would believe it.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Meng also performed light work and came to the front of the crowd, standing side by side with Wang Feng.

Fusu and the others came over and looked at the two of them. No one in the field could tell what the outcome was in this competition, because the last sword was so fast that it had already broken through the crowd. the limit of what the naked eye can see.

"His Royal Highness."

Wang Feng and Xiaomeng bowed slightly.

Fusu looked at the two of them, patted his palms lightly, and said with a smile, "This match was the most thrilling battle I've ever seen. The two of them are extremely powerful, which opened our eyes."

"It's just, this battle, the outcome..."

Fusu said for a while, he didn't know who to judge who lost and who won. Only the two people in front of him knew the result of this competition.

"His Royal Highness, I lost this competition!"

Xiaomeng said coldly, her eyes were very clear, she looked at Fusu, without the slightest feeling of depression.

"what!"

Even Fusu couldn't believe the result.

Master Xiaomeng, who is known as the number one contemporary master of Tianzong, actually lost to an unknown junior Confucian scholar in Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

If this is said, no one will believe it.

"Master Xiaomeng, you..." Li Si was shocked. He thought that Xiaomeng had conceded defeat for some reason. At least from the perspective of the scene, Xiaomeng did not appear to have failed obviously.

"Li Xiangguo, winning means winning, and losing means losing. I don't seem to need to deliberately say lose."

Xiaomeng did not give Li Si any face at all. In the eyes of others, Li Si was the chief minister of the empire, but in Xiaomeng's heart, except for the pursuit of heaven, there was nothing she could not look down on.

She doesn't have to give anyone face either.

Even Xiaomeng said so, Fusu and the others naturally have nothing else to say.

"I didn't expect that there is such a peerless master hidden in the Confucian Xiaoxianzhuang. Mr. Fu Nian, your Xiaoxianzhuang is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers, unfathomable."

Zhao Gao said gloomily, with a hint of suspicion in his words.

Of course Fu Nian understood what Zhao Gao meant, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Zhongche Mansion makes the adults laugh, Xiaoshengxianzhuang has always focused on reading and teaching people, and there are not a few disciples who also cultivate the six arts. Xiaoyao can have such achievements, and he Individual efforts are inseparable."

Xiaoshengxianzhuang is too big. Even a disciple who has been here for ten years would not dare to say that he knows all the people in the village. There is nothing wrong with Fu Nian saying this.

Moreover, it also pushed Zhao Gao's suspicions cleanly.

The thoughts of the Confucian disciples present were different, and their faces were full of joy. After all, today's Xiaoshengxianzhuang of Sword and Dao won the final victory with three battles and two wins, which is the most gratifying.

Although they didn't know what the status of Mr. Xiaoyao, who appeared in the end, was in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and they had never seen him before, this did not prevent them from respecting him.

Among all the people present, only Zhang Liang and Chu Nangong remained silent, and only the two of them knew Wang Feng's true identity.

As long as they don't say it, and Wang Feng doesn't say it himself, no one will suspect Wang Feng.

Fusu sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that today's trial was a failure.

"Mr. Xiaoyao is really hidden. I didn't expect to be fortunate enough to see Mr. Xiaoyao's magical skills today. Fusu is deeply honored. If there is a chance, I would like to have a chat with Mr. Xiaoyao."

Fusu looked at Wang Feng and said indifferently, with admiration in his tone.

Although Wang Feng is not well-known, it seems that he is only a junior of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but in terms of knowledge and martial arts, this person gives people an unfathomable feeling. If he can serve the empire, he will definitely show it. Brilliant.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. Xiaoyao is ashamed to be worthy of it. If there is a chance, Xiaoyao will follow the command of the son and have a chat."

Wang Feng gave a Confucianism salute and did not refuse.

However, the so-called chat is probably impossible.

When the matter here is over, Wang Feng's trip to Sanghai City should come to an end. When he regains his status as a Mo clan tycoon, he will not have any intersection with Fusu.

Fusu nodded. If he had something important to do in Songhai City, he really wanted to have a chat with Wang Feng. It seemed that this opportunity would only be reserved for later.

"Mr. Fu Nian, congratulations to Xiaoshengxianzhuang for winning this competition of swordsmanship. Xiaoshengxianzhuang is worthy of the reputation of the Holy Land of Confucian scholars. If there is a chance, I will visit again in the future, and let's leave it for today."

Fusu faced Fu Nian and said lightly.

"If Your Highness is free, Fu Nian will surely greet you with a sweeping couch, please, please!"

Under the leadership of Fu Nian, the senior officials of Xiaoshengxianzhuang sent Fusu and others to the door of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.