From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 64 He who possesses the strength of nine hundred bulls and two hundred tigers (7800)

When Xu Xing defeated Lei Hen, the fierce palm power of "Five Thunders Struck on the Top of the Head" also rushed into his body along his entire right arm.

Along with this force, a large area of ​​visible protrusions spread from Xu Xing's palms to his forearms, then to his upper arms, shoulders, chest and abdomen, and even all over his body, followed by a series of crackling and violent sounds like firecrackers.

At this time, two hands stretched out from behind Xu Xing, one on the left and one on the right, and pressed down hard.

Xu Xing only felt two completely different forces coming out from his two palms, flowing into his limbs and bones, and flowing throughout his body in an instant.

One force is extremely masculine and strong, as mighty as the Yangtze River; the other is soft and unparalleled, sweeping across like a hurricane.

The people who took action were naturally Qiao Feng and Duan Yu.

Because Xu Xing and Lei Hen acted so quickly and the outcome was decided so quickly, even though all the diners in the restaurant were eagerly waiting, only the two of them were able to capture the details of the battle, discover Xu Xing's abnormality, and help him.

It is difficult for masters of external martial arts to defeat those of internal martial arts because no matter how strong their pure explosive power is, it is difficult to resist the internal force that can penetrate into most substances in the world and almost exists in another mysterious level.

Warriors in the world of the Ming Dynasty, even if they have reached the level of great boxers or grandmasters and have their own boxing styles, must follow certain theorems and rules if they want to deliver a punch that combines spirit, energy and soul.

However, internal force, no matter how weak it is, can interfere with this process, making it difficult for boxers to exert their most powerful force.

Destruction is always a hundred times easier than construction.

——But Xu Xing is the exception.

His flesh, bones, internal organs, and even the illusory spiritual will, after being melted and forged by the "burning fire of the body", have reached a perfect state, truly a mixed whole and inseparable.

Qiao Feng and Duan Yu only felt that after their internal energy entered Xu Xing's body, they felt almost no resistance and it flowed throughout his body in an instant.

During this process, they also deeply felt how strong this young man's physique was. The explosion that just killed Lei Hen with a palm was far from his limit!
Although Duan Yu's martial arts skills were profound, he had not experienced the world after all, so he was not too deeply touched by this. However, Qiao Feng was extremely shocked.

You know, although the leader of the Beggars' Sect has always been famous for his powerful inner strength, his physique is also quite strong, and Qiao Feng himself is quite proud of this.

But at this moment, Qiao Feng sincerely felt a sense of "insignificance" that he had not felt for a long time.

In his opinion, Xu Xing's physique contained the life essence of at least thirty white elephants, fifty giant bears, and a hundred lions.

Otherwise, how could a person's physique be so strong? !

While the two were shocked, Xu Xing also took this opportunity to deeply feel the existence of "internal force" and realized how this magical power circulated in the human body.

Qiao Feng let go of his hand, his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly:

"Little brother, I, Qiao Feng, am impressed by you today! How did you develop this unprecedented external training skill?!"

Duan Yu looked Xu Xing up and down and couldn't help shaking his head.

"It is really... unexpected that a person like Brother Xu is actually a master of external skills."

After hearing this, Qiao Feng nodded in agreement.

In this world, in addition to the most widely spread internal martial arts, there are also other miraculous skills.

Qiao Feng's left arm and right arm, the "Mad Monk" Liang Dian and the "Crazy Saint" Cai Kuang are both masters of practicing magical skills.

Both of them can use secret methods to visualize the Bodhisattva and the guardian Vajra to defend against the enemy. This method is unpredictable and very different from ordinary martial arts. It is born from the heart and achieved by thoughts, so it is called "heart power and mind method".

Liu Dufeng, the "God of Detectives" who is listed among the "Three Great Detectives", also has six trusted confidants who are extremely skilled in this art.

Although these six people have mediocre martial arts skills, they can use their mental power to activate the world-famous "Six Treasures of Catching Gods", unleashing a power that shocks the world and makes ghosts weep, making no one in the world dare to underestimate them.

In the eyes of Duan Yu and Qiao Feng, Xu Xing also possessed the unpredictable and unfathomable temperament of a master of magical arts, so they would guess in this direction.

After all, in this world, those who have successfully practiced external martial arts all have bulging muscles, strong bodies like bulls, tall and majestic postures, and they look extremely powerful at first glance.

So, how could the two of them imagine that a handsome man like Xu Xing, who was as graceful as an immortal banished from heaven, could actually be a great expert and grandmaster in the way of body refining? !
Xu Xing smiled slightly, and did not rush to talk. Instead, he glanced at Lei Hen's body, shook his head, and said with emotion:
"It's a great blessing to meet Brother Duan and Boss Qiao today, but it's a pity that I ran into something like this, which really spoils my fun."

Duan Yu took a look at the miserable corpse, then turned away, clasped his hands together, and muttered Buddhist scriptures for a long time before turning back and sighing:
"Brother Xu, it's just a dispute of pride, why do we have to fight to the death?"

Even Qiao Feng was surprised at Xu Xing's methods. He didn't expect that although this young man looked gentle, he would be so decisive and almost fierce when he started to fight, leaving no room for maneuver.

However, when he heard Duan Yu's words, he still didn't take it seriously. He raised his thick eyebrows, waved his big hand, and said:
“This man’s name is Lei Hen. He usually relies on his status as the fourth leader of the Six and a Half Sect to do evil things and use human lives to vent his hatred.

This kind of beast deserves to die, and it is not worth it. If the Six and a Half Hall investigates this matter in the future, I, Qiao Feng, will shoulder the responsibility."

If Qiao Feng didn't take it seriously, then Xu Xing was completely nonchalant and arrogant. He said casually:

"Brother Qiao, I didn't offend Liufenbantang today. It was Liufenbantang's actions that offended me. If there is any problem, it is naturally not your responsibility to bear it."

As he spoke, Xu Xing had already picked up the broken body and used it as a pen to write eight large characters in a vigorous and elegant style.

"The murderer is Xu Tafa!"

Although Duan Yu was a scholar who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting and had seen the works of many famous calligraphers since childhood, he had never seen anyone practicing calligraphy using a corpse as a pen.

Therefore, seeing this scene, Duan Yu felt extremely strange for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

As soon as he saw these eight words written in strict and bold strokes, Duan Yu felt even more strange. Brother Xu was really...

After thinking for a long time, Duan Yu still couldn't come up with an accurate enough description to describe Xu Xing. All the complicated emotions settled down in his heart and finally turned into a long sigh.

Duan Yu had to admit that this was indeed a strange man he had never seen in his life. While feeling emotional, he became more interested in Xu Xing.

——It must be fun to be with him.

After finishing writing, Xu Xing took out a heavy bag of silver from his body. This silver was collected from the corpses of those evil warriors after he came to this world.

Xu Xing put the bag on the ground, clapped his hands, and said with satisfaction:
"The store has suffered this unprovoked disaster, and this money is considered as compensation."

Duan Yu was paying attention to the calligraphy, while Qiao Feng was paying attention to the process of Xu Xing cleaning up his mess.

As soon as he saw this smooth technique, he knew that Xu Xing had at least dozens or even hundreds of lives to his credit. Otherwise, he would not be so skilled.

——Could this Brother Xu really be a big bandit from somewhere?
——But if that were the case, with his skills and looks, how could he be unknown in the world?

Moreover, when he had just joined forces with Duan Yu to infuse Xu Xing with internal energy, Qiao Feng noticed that in addition to Xu Xing, this seemingly weak young scholar was also a formidable master.

Could it be that two masters who are so young and have such profound skills just popped out from between the rocks?

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng not only felt a sense of appreciation for their talents, but was also quite interested in their backgrounds, so he immediately decided:
"Brothers, since this place is no longer suitable for conversation, how about we go somewhere else, drink some more, and talk about our lives?"

When Duan Yu was learning martial arts under Master Lancan, he had heard his senior brother Shen Huchan mention this name many times, and called him the person he admired and respected the most in his life.

Therefore, Duan Yu had long wanted to make friends with this great hero and great man. Now that Qiao Feng took the initiative to invite him, he was overjoyed and had no reason to refuse.

Of course Xu Xing would not refuse.

For a pure martial arts fan like him, the two words "Qiao Feng" are attractive enough.

But they didn't expect that the place Qiao Feng wanted to move to was not any restaurant in the capital, but - the Mansion of the Divine Marquis!

Looking at the magnificent gate of the mansion and the five magical characters, Duan Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, then turned around and asked in disbelief:
"Boss Qiao, are we going to drink in the Shenhou Mansion?"

On the other side, Qiao Feng's hands were already full of wine jars. When he walked, there was only the sound of the wine sloshing, without any collision sound.

When Duan Yu saw this, he couldn't help but feel admiration. He thought to himself that if he were in Qiao Feng's shoes, he would be able to do the same thing, but he would never be able to be as relaxed and carefree as Qiao Feng.

Moreover, Qiao Feng's internal strength is of the highest quality in the world, and he can use this strength so gently, which shows how high his attainments in internal strength are.

However, if Qiao Feng was a man Duan Yu looked up to, then Xu Xing's performance was completely confusing to him.

Xu Xing crossed his arms over his chest, holding up the "high wall" made of wine jars, one stacked on top of another. Although there were gaps in between, they stood firmly without any shaking, as if they were wrapped by some invisible force, forming a solid whole.

The reason why he said "seemed like" was because Duan Yu could feel that Xu Xing did not use any internal force or magic power at all, and he accomplished all this simply by the trembling of his skin and the trembling of his muscles and bones.

Duan Yu had never imagined that there was anyone who could utilize pure physical strength to such an advanced level of being able to control it as easily as with one's own fingers, and to be able to be hard or soft at will.

This is simply amazing!

Duan Yu suddenly realized that although he had only known Brother Xu for a short while, he had already given him so many shocks.

Qiao Feng was, after all, well-informed and well-versed, and he fully understood the truth that there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, so he was not surprised at all. He just smiled at Duan Yu and said:
"Mr. Zhuge has always loved to support the younger generation. You two are both young talents. You have just arrived in the capital and have no one to rely on. It is natural for you to come and pay a visit to me.

Although the threshold to enter the Divine Marquis Mansion is high, it is only set up for treacherous villains, and has never stopped true heroes. "

Duan Yu looked at Qiao Feng, his eyes seemed to light up with two big stars, shining brightly, and he said sincerely:

"Boss Qiao is definitely a great hero."

Qiao Feng didn't say anything, but just laughed again.

He is actually a person who loves to laugh. Every time he laughs, he always gives people a feeling of great passion and heroism, which infects the people around him.

At this moment, a clear, cold, and faint voice sounded from the Shenhou Mansion, suppressing Qiao Feng's laughter and completely erasing this heroic and intense atmosphere.

"He relies on his military power and disregards the law. Is there any hero like him in this world?

Boss Qiao, do you know how many people in the capital want to kill you? If you continue to act so recklessly in the future, you will definitely get into big trouble."

The sound was like a frosty river covered with ice and snow, flowing out, making people feel a slight chill from the tip of their tongue to their spine in an instant.

There is also a sense of anger in it.

Qiao Feng just smiled nonchalantly, but Duan Yu's face turned red. He took a deep breath and gathered his strength, wanting to have a good argument with that man.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw Xu Xing holding a jar of wine, taking two steps forward, coming to him and Qiao Feng, and chuckling, saying:

"A disaster is coming? Anyone who wants to cause trouble for Boss Qiao needs to ask me first!"

Hearing such arrogant words, Qiao Feng suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if in the eyes of this young man, he was not the majestic and heroic chief, but a junior who was protected and taken care of by him.

Since he was born as a young man, Qiao Feng has been a capable hero who can stand on his own feet and has always been self-reliant. Therefore, he has never experienced the feeling of being "protected" by others.

Not to mention, the person who came forward to "protect" him was a young man who was younger than him and whom he had only met once.

This feeling was so novel that even Qiao Feng felt a little amused and confused.

However, at the same time, there was a strong feeling of being moved and nostalgic surging from his heart.

This little brother is indeed worth making friends with!

Even the man in the mansion did not expect Xu Xing to speak like this, and was shocked and paused.

The cold and chilling voice sounded again:
"Do you know who he is? You are a person without any inner strength, and you want to protect him from the wind and rain?"

Although these words were full of obvious contempt, the man's tone could not conceal the deep loneliness hidden in it.

Even a heroic man like Qiao Feng, who was always full of lofty ambitions, couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard these words.

Qiao Feng knew that the man was not talking about Xu Xing, but about himself.

Xu Xing laughed loudly, and the sound waves spread out, shaking the wine jar in front of him. The wine in the jar surged and rolled back and forth, forming a magnificent sound like a huge tide hitting the shore.

“When making friends, it is important to know each other from the heart. If we discuss whether everything can be done or not, then what can we achieve?
Moreover, even if I really have no strength or courage, don’t I still have passion and a life?”

For a moment, everyone on the street heard these words and couldn't help but turn around.

It was not until this time that they discovered that there was such a conspicuous figure hugging a wall of wine jars standing in front of the gate of Shenhou Mansion.

As they were talking, the gate of the Shenhou Mansion opened, and four boys in green clothes, with swords on their backs, slowly came out, pushing a wheelchair.

Sitting on the wheelchair was a young man, wearing a long-sleeved ancient robe, whiter than snow, as pure as a glacier that originates from the thousands of feet of cold peaks and flows through the deep valleys of the mountains, full of cold and lonely snow.

His skin was exceptionally fair, and his legs were resting on the footrests of his wheelchair, swaying back and forth without any sense of strength.

This young man was like a lady from a noble family who had lived in an embroidery room for a long time and never left the house, and therefore rarely saw the light of day. The difference was that he was even more handsome than most of the noble ladies.

When they saw his legs, Duan Yu and Xu Xing couldn't help feeling sad.

It is a great pity that such a good-looking and beautiful young man has become disabled. This is not only his regret, but also the regret of the whole world.

Having disabled legs means having difficulty in movement, and it also means that a person has lost the most basic freedom of movement and individual independence. This kind of horrific physical and mental torture and great torment is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Is it because of this that he feels so melancholy and lonely?
——Who is this young man?

But some people are motivated by regrets and filled with passion because of suffering. Adversity can actually unleash their full potential and enable them to achieve extraordinary achievements.

——Is this young man that kind of person?
These two questions actually do not need to be answered. Anyone who meets him will come up with the same answer.

Apart from the chief constable among the Four Famous Detectives, "Ruthless" Sheng Yayu, is there any other disabled person with both legs disabled who is so good-looking, so beautiful, and has such a unique temperament that there is only one like him in the world?

Since we know that he is ruthless, the second question is self-evident.

The name Wuqing represents a kind of unyielding ambition.

His existence itself symbolizes the resilience and strength of life.

Wuqing sat upright in a wheelchair, his eyes sweeping across Qiao Feng, passing by Duan Yu, and finally stopping on Xu Xing.

"Lei Hen died in your hands?"

Hearing this, Duan Yu was shocked.

Not long after the three of them walked out of the restaurant, this chief constable who lived deep in the mansion had already learned the news of Lei Hen's death?

——The control of the Six Gates, or the Divine Marquisate, over the capital is indeed as extraordinary as my father and uncle said.

Wuqing looked at him for a long time before nodding and making a judgment on this most mysterious and unpredictable person among the three:

"He is indeed a person who likes to look for trouble and stir up trouble."

Having said that, this stern and cold young man, who often gave people a feeling of being lonely at the top, actually, unexpectedly, smiled.

There was no smile in his eyes, no smile on his lips.

But at this moment, the nasolabial lines on that handsome and fair face appeared, and people could vaguely feel that he might, possibly, smile.

That faint smile, though fleeting and short-lived, was extremely beautiful.

It even gives people the illusion that it is because his smile is so light and faint that it is so stunning.

The smile quickly disappeared, and he quickly uttered the next sentence in a self-deprecating and conceited tone:

"However, it is precisely people like you that our Divine Marquis Mansion wants!"

This sudden change in attitude made Duan Yu feel a little bit at a loss. Facing this Wuqing, he couldn't help but blurt out:
"You are ruthless? How can a ruthless person smile so beautifully?"

After saying this, Duan Yu belatedly realized that what he had just said was too presumptuous.

He was stunned for a while, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Finally, he knocked his head in distress.

Oops, I'm in trouble.

Wuqing smiled.

“Sometimes, I am a little sentimental towards people.”

He was smiling lightly, Qiao Feng was smiling extremely restrainedly, but Xu Xing was laughing without any scruples.

Amid laughter, Wuqing led the way, without even asking about Xu Xing and Duan Yu's origins, and led Qiao Feng and the two strangers into the threshold of the Shenhou Mansion.

His actions also confirmed what Qiao Feng said.

——Although the threshold to the Shenhou Mansion is high, there are no limits for true heroes!
Wuqing first led Qiao Feng and Xu Xing to a courtyard and put down all the wine jars.

He looked at the pile of wine jars, sighed helplessly, and said nothing, just:
"My uncle is now instructing my second junior brother in his training. Do you want to go meet him first?"

Qiao Feng stretched out his two large and thick palms, pressed against the backs of Xu Xing and Duan Yu respectively, pushed them, and said with a loud laugh:
"I came here to have a drink with Brother Cui. Let's let these two young talents meet Mr. Zhuge first."

Wuqing shook his head:
"Third Junior Brother is currently on an important mission and is not at home. If you want to drink, you can only find Second Junior Brother."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head again, a hint of hesitation flashed across his brows, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

——For this captain who is always straightforward and outspoken, this is an extremely rare situation.

Qiao Feng knew what he wanted to ask at a glance, so he raised one hand and waved it gently.

He didn't pretend, but he didn't sound worried, he just said it plainly:
"We, the Beggars' Sect, have been in some trouble lately. The Grand Alliance and Chaotianmen are pressing us hard, and the situation on the northern battlefield is not optimistic either. If you really need help, I will certainly not be polite to you.

But now, it hasn't come to that step yet, and the Shenhou Mansion has its own difficulties. You also have to take care of the affairs in Dali.

Now even Emperor Baoding has come to Beijing in person. It seems that Gao has indeed harbored rebellious intentions.

When Zhigao fled to Dali in the past, he relied on the protection of the Gao family.

Although he died, his general 'Seven Sword Gods' survived and trained seven disciples, known as the "Seven Sword Gods".

I heard from the disciples in the gang that the 'Seven Swords' have been won over by the Gao family, and even the 'Seven Sword Gods' are planning to come out of seclusion. If this is true, I'm afraid that even though the Tianlong Temple has many eminent monks, they will still be unable to defeat them.

If the Dali Kingdom really changes, you may have to take action, so you must be extremely cautious. "

Wuqing then realized that Qiao Feng had come to the capital alone just to pass on this crucial information.

What I said just now at the door was clearly a misunderstanding of him!
Thinking of this, Wuqing immediately lowered his head and said sincerely:

"Boss Qiao, I was the one who offended you just now."

Qiao Feng just smiled, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"I will remember the sincere intention of the chief constable in my heart, but I had to do it because of the emergency."

Wuqing didn't say any more nonsense, just clasped his fists solemnly.

He knew more clearly what Qiao Feng really wanted to express. The Seven Divine Swords were originally deployed under Cai Jing, and now they were helping the Gao family of Dali. This villain must have been the one mediating between them.

But I don’t know what Cai Jing is planning?
Thinking of this old fox, even if he was as calm and ruthless as he was, he still felt a bit of a headache.

On the other side, Duan Yu also listened with bated breath and concentrated, and unknowingly clenched his five fingers into a fist.

As a disciple of Zizai Sect, he had of course heard of the great name of the Seven Absolute Sword God.

The combination of these seven people was extremely difficult for even Yuan Shisanxian and Mr. Zhuge to deal with.

In fact, Mr. Zhuge had to work very hard to defeat six of them that day, and Yuan Shisanxian almost lost his life when fighting against the most powerful one among them.

Xu Xing had naturally heard of this saying, and he also knew the name of the Seven Sword Gods, but he did not feel much moved.

Because he knew one thing very well.

how to say……

Zhuge Shenhou, the old senior and great master, may have been in the political arena for too long, so his speech is very tactful and flawless.

When he commented on the martial arts masters, he couldn't help but use this slightly exaggerated, excessive, and somewhat watered-down "official tone".

Xu Xing had heard a saying in his previous life that there was a very obvious entry threshold for the top masters who had actually fought in the books and had a definite record of battles.

This threshold is called "Zhuge level".

Most of these characters were evaluated by Zhuge Shenhou as being no less powerful than me and were indeed great enemies of the time, including Changshan Jiuyou Shenjun, Yuan Shisanxian, "God-catching" Liu Dufeng, "Terrifying General" Ling Luoshi and others.

But judging from the actual combat results, Zhuge Zhengwo himself is at least one level stronger than these people.

This "at least" really means the least.

There are even many extreme people in the "Zhuge faction" who believe that even Guan Qi, the martial arts god who once challenged many top masters in the world of "Talking about Heroes" and eventually made heaven his enemy, might not be able to defeat Zhuge Zhengwo who fought with all his strength if they really started fighting.

Because perhaps no one in this world has ever seen how strong Zhuge Zhengwo is when he fights with all his strength.

Although Xu Xing didn't know what this statement meant, he knew that this kind of "going to great lengths" was just for show.

If Zhuge Shenhou said this, it could only prove one thing:

He has the strength of at least nine hundred oxen and two hundred tigers.

And in this particularly chaotic world of the Northern Song Dynasty, Xu Xing couldn't figure out how powerful Zhuge Zhengwo was.

However, now he has such an opportunity to see with his own eyes what kind of person Zhuge Shenhou is, who possesses the strength of at least nine hundred oxen and two hundred tigers.

Although Wuqing looks weak, he actually acts decisively. After exchanging information with Qiao Feng, he immediately turned his wheelchair and led Xu Xing and Duan Yu all the way to where Zhuge Shenhou was.

After just walking through a corridor, the courtyard and wing rooms disappeared, which shows how spacious and quiet Zhuge Zhengwo's mansion is.

The road was empty, and there were not many servants serving in this huge mansion.

Because although Zhuge Shenhou is an old man, he is more energetic than most young people in the world and knows how to take care of himself better.

It can be said that Zhuge Zhengwo is a person who has both the energy of a young person and the wisdom of an old person. Such a person often takes care of others and does not need anyone else to take care of him.

Besides, Zhuge Zhengwo doesn’t like being served by others.

After walking along a quiet path, the sword boys who were helping Wuqing push the wheelchair finally stopped, obviously they had arrived at the destination.

Wuqing turned the wheelchair, faced Duan Yu and Xu Xing, and stretched out his hand to lead them forward.

"My uncle is here, please make yourselves at ease. I have official business to attend to, so I'm sorry I can't keep you company."

Hearing these words, Xu Xing looked around and suddenly had a new and strange experience.

Ever since he "broke the void" and made up for the shortcomings in his spiritual realm, his keen perception from his "indestructible physique" has been further strengthened.

Therefore, as soon as he arrived outside the garden, he caught a glimpse of a profound and majestic existence.

This person's aura is quite similar to that of Qiao Feng, both are equally vast and majestic, and it is obvious that he is also taking the approach of overpowering others with his power.

The difference is that his aura is not as masculine and surging as Qiao Feng's, with a kind of blazing burning sensation. It is more like majestic mountains, dragon veins of mountains and rivers, vigorous, ancient and boundless.

Relying on his perception, Xu Xing came to two conclusions.

1: This person's skills are extremely profound and have reached an incredible level.

2: This person is very young.

In the Shenhou Mansion, there is only one person who meets these two characteristics, and that is naturally the second captain of the police, Tie Youxia, nicknamed "Iron Hand".

But Wuqing had just clearly said that Mr. Zhuge was teaching Iron Hand martial arts, so there was no reason for the chief constable to lie.

But if this is true, that is to say:

He couldn't even detect the existence of Zhuge Shenhou.

This was the first time Xu Xing had met such a person.

After reaching this conclusion, his already strong interest in Zhuge Shenhou had reached a peak.

It's not just Xu Xing, Duan Yu is even more so.

They both wanted to know:

What kind of person is Zhuge Shenhou? !

Seeing the two of them showing this expression, Wuqing smiled faintly again and ordered Jiantong to push the wheelchair out of the garden.

Wuqing believed that the arrival of these two people today would definitely make his uncle feel very happy.

He can be sure!
(End of this chapter)