I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

"Is this move included in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Lian Xing said in astonishment.

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Brother Qiao has a rare talent for martial arts. Isn't it possible for him to learn a new palm technique by using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Little did she know that Huang Rong was right to brag.

Because Qiao Feng's palm was a fusion of the power that shocked Baili, the luck of Kanglongyouhui, and the move of Qianlongwuyong. He used both his left and right palms at the same time to combine the three moves into a new palm.

Qiao Feng's powerful inner strength surged out through his palms, overwhelming the sky. Yao Yue on the opposite side felt like she was facing a raging river with nowhere to hide and could only take it head-on.

The next moment, she suddenly gathered all her internal strength and instantly threw out thirteen palms, each palm overlapping another, with such incredible force that a cloud of dust was raised from the ground.

Boom...

Like a thunder explosion, the two men exploded backwards at the same time, and the violent aftermath of their internal energy swept in all directions, shattering all the grass and trees on the top of the mountain, revealing the soil underneath.

Lian Xing rushed to take action and used his powerful skills to block the overwhelming force.

The dust slowly settled to the ground, and Lian Xing and Huang Rong hurriedly looked towards the field.

Qiao Feng was seen retreating seven or eight steps, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he was using internal energy to suppress the injury.

Yao Yue supported herself on the ground with her right palm, half-kneeling on the ground. There was a startling red stain on her snow-white clothes on her chest, and she was gasping for breath.

The duel between Qiao Feng and Yao Yue has now been decided.

"Sister." Lian Xing hurried over and wanted to help Yao Yue.

"I lost."

Yaoyue stopped Lianxing, refused to be helped, and stood up on her own.

Her face was pale and she raised her hand with difficulty to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, she was wearing a white dress that was stained with dirt and blood, and her long hair like dark clouds was a little disheveled. Combined with her peerless face, she had a unique kind of fragile beauty, like a fairy stained by dust.

Qiao Feng finished his training and looked at Yao Yue and Lian Xing.

“Since you admit defeat, then agree to my conditions. I hope you can do it.

"If you don't have the secret book with you, I'll be waiting for you in Yangzhou in three days."

After saying this, Qiao Feng was about to take Huang Rong away.

"Wait, I can memorize the secret book."

Yao Yue said this.

“That’s fine too. Go back to Luoyang first and write it down.” Qiao Feng said.

Yao Yue hesitated for a few seconds and said, "There is one more thing. What price do you want to pay in order for you to tell us the method to break through the ninth level?"

"You are still a long way from reaching the eighth level of perfection. When the time comes, we can discuss this matter again."

Qiao Feng glanced at Yao Yue and felt surprised.

This woman would actually bow her head like this?

But she is a martial arts fanatic, so it seems normal for her to do this for the sake of practicing martial arts.

Yao Yue nodded slightly, "Okay, as long as I, Yao Yue, am able to do it, Master Qiao can propose any conditions at that time."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said, "Don't talk too much. If I asked you two to marry Brother Qiao, would you do it? Are you going to say you don't have the ability to do it?"

Yao Yue's eyes turned cold, staring at Huang Rong and said, "This... Humph, little girl, be careful of what you say."

"You still want to threaten me? Brother Qiao, look at her."

Huang Rong hid behind Qiao Feng, leaving Lian Xing speechless.

Yao Yue became serious: "Yao Yue has devoted herself to martial arts, and there is no room for love in her heart. If Master Qiao really makes such a request, I'm afraid..."

Qiao Feng was so shocked that he raised his hand to interrupt her, "Palace Master Yao Yue, don't listen to this girl's nonsense. How could Qiao be such an unreasonable person?"

Yao Yue is a very cruel woman, so it’s better not to provoke her.

If he hadn't coveted Ming Yu Gong, he wouldn't have accepted her invitation to a duel.

But she doesn't talk about love?

Shit.

It won’t be long before their Yihua Palace will be in chaos because of Jiang Feng.

Yao Yue heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this, "I believe in the character of Hero Qiao."

Lian Xing also breathed a sigh of relief. If Yao Yue really did this for martial arts, she might actually force herself to give herself to him.

When the time comes, will I obey or not?

Lian Xing couldn't help but look at Qiao Feng. She saw that Qiao Feng was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face. When he spoke seriously, he was quite authoritative, and was worthy of being a real man.

In addition, he has a high level of martial arts skills, extraordinary talent, and is upright and heroic.

As a husband, it seems... it seems okay.

Thinking of this, Lian Xing's face turned slightly red, and she quickly turned her head to look at the distant sky to hide her abnormality.

The four of them went together to Luoyang City, found some writing materials, and sat opposite each other in a private room of a restaurant.

"Sister, please heal your wounds as soon as possible. I will help you write the secret book."

Lian Xing said.

"Ah."

Yao Yue nodded and began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing.

Although she always has to outdo her younger sister in everything, she is still reliable and trustworthy.

Qiao Feng and Huang Rong watched Lian Xing copy the secret manual of Ming Yu Gong from memory.

Huang Rong's eyes widened and she wanted to take a few more looks.

She has a photographic memory. If she remembers everything she sees, she can stay young forever if she practices it herself.

"If Miss Huang wants to practice Mingyu Gong, I'm afraid it's not possible. Mingyu Gong is a secret skill of Yihua Palace that is not passed down. This time we have overstepped our bounds, and that's because Hero Qiao said he was just watching and not learning."

Lian Xing said this as she took the teapot from one side and placed it in the middle of the table, just blocking Huang Rong's view.

"You—if you don't want to learn, then don't learn." Huang Rong glared at Lian Xing and glanced at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng said, "Don't look at me. I am really not good at practicing the secret techniques of other sects. Things with owners are not like the Nine Yin Manual and other martial arts without owners in the martial arts world."

At this moment, Yao Yue suddenly opened her eyes.

She slowly glanced at Huang Rong, "If you want to practice Mingyu Gong, you can take me as your master. If you can practice diligently, with my personal guidance, you may be able to succeed Yihua Palace as the next Palace Master."

"Sister, this Miss Huang has a master."

Lian Xing said as she wrote.

Qiao Feng was a little surprised when he heard her tone.

He was not afraid that Lianxing might have made a mistake. With such a high level of martial arts, one could tell the authenticity of a secret book at a glance.

What surprised him was that Lian Xing seemed to already know Huang Rong's identity.

After thinking about it, he seemed to have never called Huang Rong's name in front of Lian Xing, but she had been calling Huang Rong "Miss Huang" just now.

"Oh? What sect or school? I can help out." Yao Yue looked at Lian Xing.

Lian Xing looked at Huang Rong and said, "Why don't you just speak for yourself, Miss Huang?"

Huang Rong looked at Qiao Feng with a pitiful look.

Qiao Feng said, "Since she is unwilling, you two should give up this idea."

At this time, Lian Xing suddenly said: "Sister, why don't you accept a disciple on behalf of the master and let her become our junior sister and become the third palace master of Yihua Palace?"

Yao Yue's face showed a moment of surprise.

She looked at Lianxing with questioning eyes.

Qiao Feng and Huang Rong were also confused.

The third palace master of Yihua Palace?

While Qiao Feng was thinking about the twists and turns, Huang Rong was already a little shaken.

This condition really touched her.

Lian Xing explained, "Sister, this is Miss Huang Rong from Peach Blossom Island. Her father is Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, one of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty."

There was a flash of realization in Yao Yue's eyes, and her gaze inadvertently swept over Qiao Feng.

She said indifferently: "So it's a family heirloom, then there's no problem."

Huang Rong looked at Qiao Feng with some anticipation.

Qiao Feng said: "The inheritance of Yihua Palace is the authentic internal martial arts. If you really have an idea, you can decide for yourself, but you have to ask your father first."

"My father? He hasn't come to see me for such a long time, which shows that he doesn't care about me as his daughter. Who cares about his opinion? When my martial arts are better than his, I will make him admit his mistakes."

Huang Rong said angrily.

Qiao Feng shook his head, thinking to himself that it was true that girls cannot be kept at home when they grow up, and their little cotton-padded jacket is leaking.

However, if Huang Rong can really restrain her playful nature and practice martial arts, she will have great achievements in the future.

"Are you sure? If you are sure, we can immediately go back to Yihua Palace to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, and even send out invitations to let the entire martial arts world know about this." Lian Xing asked.

Yao Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not stop Lian Xing, but it was obvious that she was doubtful.

Everyone looked at Huang Rong, waiting for her answer.

Although she said it just now, she has never responded directly.

"I... Hey, let me think about it."

Huang Rong frowned, then held her head back, unable to make up her mind for a moment.