Chapter 24: What a powerful inner force! (Please read and collect)

Linghu Chong's smile froze on his face.

While Li Anran was angry at Feng Qingyang for insulting his mentor, he also felt that this was the right thing to do!

A person from the Sword Sect suddenly started praising a person from the Qi Sect. What was he trying to do?
It is only reasonable to scold us a few times!

Linghu Chong came back to his senses and angrily said, "Even if you are a senior of my Huashan Sect, you have no right to say that about my master and senior brother!"

Feng Qingyang said, "What? Did I say something wrong? Isn't the book he wrote misleading? It's full of rules and regulations, even more rigid than the eight-part essays written by scholars!"

Linghu Chong was about to retort but was stopped by Li Anran.

Li Anran said, "Third Junior Brother, he is right. When it comes to flexibility, let alone the three of us, I am afraid that even the entire Huashan Sect combined cannot compare to him."

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Li Anran was trying to learn from Feng Qingyang's way of saying the opposite of what he meant.

As expected, Li Anran immediately followed up with a sarcasm: "It doesn't matter if I lose, I just don't admit it; it doesn't matter if you retire to the mountains, Huashan is also a mountain; it doesn't matter if you peek at others practicing martial arts, it's your honor! You are so flexible, I really admire you! I admire you!"

Linghu Chong did not understand the deep meaning of the words "lost" and "retreat to the mountains", but when he saw Feng Qingyang's face darken and he no longer had the calmness of a hermit, he knew that his senior brother had touched the other party's sore spot.

Linghu Chong was somewhat puzzled and thought, "Does Senior Brother know this man's origins?"

Feng Qingyang frowned, looking annoyed.

He was not surprised that Li Anran could guess his identity.

Zixia Magic Art is the supreme martial art of Qi Sect, and only the Sect Leader and his successor can practice it.

Since Li Anran knows the Zixia magic, he is the one chosen by Yue Buqun to be the next leader.

It is reasonable for Yue Buqun to tell Li Anran about the affairs of the Sword and Qi Sects.

but……

It’s been more than 20 years!
The Sword Sect had long since disappeared!
This idiot Yue Buqun is still fussing over this ridiculous sword energy dispute, and is instilling hatred between the two sword and energy sects into his disciples' minds!
It’s really hateful!
"Boy, let me see if you have half the ability of your mouth!"

Feng Qingyang stepped forward and swept over like a ghost. He pointed his right hand like a sword. The move "Zhong Xu Conquers the Ghost" was both an attack and a response.

Feng Qingyang knew that Li Anran had mastered the Zixia magic skill to perfection, and his internal strength must be amazing. Although he was embarrassed to use the sword due to his elder status, he did not dare to underestimate him.

The vital energy in the whole body flows and condenses at the fingertips.

under the moonlight.

A faint ray of white light could be seen surging, and a hissing sound was made as the sword was swung, actually transforming the invisible internal force into tangible sword energy, which was sharper than those magical weapons.

"Is this... sword energy?!"

Linghu Chong cried out, with a look on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

He had only heard of sword energy in legends.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, when Zhang Sanfeng performed Tai Chi sword, he would condense a three-foot sword energy, which could cut iron like mud with a wooden sword, and nothing could stop it!

I never thought that one day I would be able to see it in real life!
Even though the sword energy of this white-bearded old man was only an inch long, it was far from comparable to Master Zhang's three feet long!

But it is shocking enough!

At least, he had never heard of anyone who could condense sword energy after Master Zhang!
When Feng Qingyang saw Linghu Chong like this, he felt that he had turned the tables.

at this time.

Li Anran suddenly praised loudly: "What a powerful inner strength! I admire you! I admire you!"

Feng Qingyang's face darkened: "Asshole! How dare you talk nonsense here!"

His figure suddenly accelerated and approached Li Anran, wanting to teach Li Anran a lesson.

Linghu Chong was confused. Wasn't the senior brother simply praising him this time?
There was a hint of sarcasm on Li Anran's face, as if he didn't take Feng Qingyang seriously at all.

He did not draw his sword either. He also put his right hand together to point as if it were a sword, turned sideways to the right, turned his head suddenly, and swung his sword finger diagonally.

It is exactly the "Prodigal Son Returns" in Huashan swordsmanship!
——Your Sword Sect is an unorthodox sect with no future. You’d better turn back as soon as possible!
Feng Qingyang was really angry this time!
Ever since he taught himself sword, no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him!

The original seven points of internal strength suddenly increased by another three points, and the half-inch long sword energy also increased by more than one finger!
He wanted to teach this ignorant bastard a lesson!
Li Anran was not surprised but happy. He pointed his sword at the enemy, which was not arrogant!
His level 5 is [Moves], not [Swordsmanship]!
Fists, palms, feet, fingers, and eighteen kinds of weapons make little difference to him!
He didn't draw his sword, both to make Feng Qingyang relax and to further anger Feng Qingyang!

After watching Feng Qingyang fight with the Six Immortals of Taogu, Li Anran was very sure that Feng Qingyang's attainments in swordsmanship were far superior to his!

If he competes in sword skills, he will definitely suffer a loss!
But in terms of internal strength, Feng Qingyang is definitely not his opponent!
As long as he provokes Feng Qingyang, makes Feng Qingyang angry and impatient, and gives up his own advantage in moves to fight him head-on, his chances of winning will be greatly increased!

Feng Qingyang was as furious as he expected, and he used up all the remaining strength that was supposed to be kept for better changes and to allow him to move forward and backward freely!
This is determined to teach him a lesson!
And it has to be done in the shortest possible time!
Li Anran did not do anything like deliberately revealing his flaws.

Playing such tricks in front of a peerless swordsmanship master like Feng Qingyang would only make Feng Qingyang realize that something was wrong.

He used all his strength, trying his best to break down Feng Qingyang's moves.

But, it's of no use at all!
Even though Feng Qingyang was no longer calm, his every move was extremely clever, and the strangeness of his changes made Li Anran astonished.

"Boy, you are so arrogant, but is this all you can do?"

Feng Qingyang sneered coldly, but in his heart he was shocked by Li Anran's response.

At such a young age, it is astonishing that he can train his internal strength to such a level!
I didn't expect his swordsmanship was so strong!
He is even much more capable than Linghu Chong, whom he highly regards as a great master and whom he wants to teach the Dugu Nine Swords!
but……

"That's it!"

Feng Qingyang rushed forward, twisted his wrist, deflected Li Anran's palm, and chopped towards the empty space in front of Li Anran's chest.

He didn't know that Li Anran actually thought the same way!
That's it!
Li Anran did not dodge, but gathered all his internal strength in his chest and took the initiative to meet the attack.

With such a short distance and sudden acceleration, even Feng Qingyang had no time to react. The only words that flashed through his mind were "It's bad!", and his arm had already hit Li Anran's chest.

Feng Qingyang thought that it was bad because he had lost control of his strength and was afraid that he would seriously injure Li Anran, but...

Bang!
The arm collided with the chest, making a dull sound.

Feng Qingyang only felt an extremely powerful force surging, vast and unstoppable. His arms went numb and he was directly repelled back.

"Oh no! I've been tricked by this kid!"

Feng Qingyang's expression changed.

I understood everything in an instant.

Li Anran was analyzing Feng Qingyang's sword techniques through the fight between Feng Qingyang and the Six Immortals of Taogu.

Feng Qingyang was actually also analyzing the strength of Li Anran's internal force through the process of Li Anran's fight with the Six Immortals of Taogu.

In Feng Qingyang's opinion, cultivating inner strength depends on hard work, and the longer the time, the deeper the inner strength.

Although Li Anran has mastered the Zixia magic skill, his age is limited after all. Even if he has been practicing since the womb, his internal strength has a limit.

At such a young age, Li Anran was able to fight six people alone and defeat the Six Immortals of Taogu. His internal strength was no weaker than that of the previous leader of Huashan Sect. He must have used all his strength.

It was precisely because of this that Feng Qingyang did not take it too seriously even though he vaguely sensed something was wrong!

His internal strength is no less than that of the previous leader, and his sword skills are far superior to his opponent!
He has the absolute strength to deal with all conspiracies and tricks!
However, he never expected that Li Anran still had some strength left when fighting with the Six Immortals of Taogu!

Do not!
There's still some energy left!
But he kept most of his strength!

"it's over!"

Once Li Anran gained the upper hand, he no longer held back and slapped Feng Qingyang with his palm.

Zixia's true energy rushed towards Feng Qingyang as if it was free.

He wanted to rely on his internal strength advantage to bully others and defeat Feng Qingyang in one fell swoop!
But, right now.

Feng Qingyang suddenly changed his moves and stabbed out with his sword at an extremely incredible angle.

Breaking air style!
puff!
Li Anran's mighty Zixia Qi was like a deflated balloon, and most of it dissipated in an instant.

The power of this palm strike, which was destined to win, suddenly dropped by seven or eight levels!
Feng Qingyang took the opportunity to shake his body, and with the help of the recoil force, he quickly retreated and created some distance.

(End of this chapter)