Opening an office in Taila

Song Yufeng sat in Shu's house for another half a while, and the two chatted a lot. Shu was really a good listener. No matter what they talked about, she would listen patiently and then express her own opinions. Song Yufeng complained to Sister Shu and told her most of his frustrations and some of the distress in his heart. Shu would think about it seriously, and then either persuade Song Yufeng or comfort him. In short, although it was impossible to completely solve the boredom in Song Yufeng's heart, it at least relieved Song Yufeng a lot.

It was during this period that Mr. Xiao and his friend returned.

They were very clean, so clean that it made people wonder if they had really gone out for a martial arts competition. Moreover, their competition was very fast this time. Zhongyue had previously said that it took him three days to compete with Mr. Xiao's father. This time, it was probably over in just over three hours?

Song Yufeng was naturally curious about the outcome of the competition, but it would be too rude to ask such a question directly in front of the two of them. So Song Yufeng had to suppress his curiosity and wait until he was alone with one of the two people before asking.

"You two are back." Sister Shu immediately stood up and said.

"Well, sister, I'm thinking about taking these two guests to stroll around the streets of Yumen Pass. Just now, Senior Xiao told me that he saw many martial arts gyms on the street, and Song Yufeng could go there to practice and stay in the best shape." Zhongyue said.

Old Master Xiao nodded and said, "Song Yufeng, this is a good opportunity. The martial arts schools here are all of high quality. Moreover, Master Zhongyue is the martial arts instructor of Yumen Pass. He can also give you some pointers during your duel."

Since Mr. Xiao said so, there was no reason for Song Yufeng to refuse.

"Are you still eating?"

"Eat, of course you should eat. My sister cooks such delicious meals, but we can only eat a few meals a year. Let's eat first and then leave." Zhongyue said with a smile.

"That's the truth. I'll go heat up the rice first. Once it's hot, you can eat more. It's best not to leave any leftovers. Oh, and don't be picky about food."

"You are still the same, you haven't changed at all." Zhongyue smiled helplessly. After the food was heated up, his elder brother began to eat it like a whirlwind. Seeing that elder brother Zhongyue was eating so happily, Song Yufeng couldn't help but took a few more bites.

After dinner, Song Yufeng offered to wash the dishes with Zhongyue. In the kitchen, after closing the door, Song Yufeng said in a small voice, "Brother Zhongyue, may I ask, who won the duel between you and Old Man Xiao just now?"

Zhong Yue's smile remained. As he washed the dishes, he said, "Old Senior Xiao won, beating me by one move, but he was holding a wooden sword, not the Xiao family's precious sword. Otherwise, I would have been defeated long ago."

Song Yufeng was secretly surprised, but still asked: "So, Mr. Xiao is stronger than his father?"

"He's not only stronger than his father, but also stronger than all his ancestors. Apart from the Xiao family's founder, he's probably the strongest. His talent and strength are both top-notch. I have no doubt that if the last move of Yiwu Zhige's swordsmanship hadn't been lost, Senior Xiao Yichen would have very likely become the second person in the Xiao family to achieve physical sainthood."

Song Yufeng had thought about how terrifying Mr. Xiao’s talent and fighting ability were before, but he didn’t expect it to be so exaggerated.

"Okay, we're done. Let's go for a walk on the street." Zhong Yue wiped his hands, then called everyone else together and went out to the street.

Although Yumen Pass is a city in the northwest desert and a border city, the business in the city is still relatively developed. It is not as desolate as Song Yufeng imagined. However, groups of soldiers can often be seen patrolling in the streets, which are not seen in Longmen and the capital.

Moreover, one of the biggest features of Yumen Pass is the martial arts schools that can be seen everywhere. Just a few minutes after walking out, Song Yufeng saw a martial arts school.

"Let's go in and take a look." Led by Zhongyue, several people entered the martial arts school. It was obvious that this was a martial arts school that taught swordsmanship. The director was watching several disciples training on the side. When he saw Zhongyue come in, he immediately came up to greet him with a smile.

"Master Zhongyue, how did you find time to come to our place today?"

"It's nothing serious. I just brought a few friends here to visit and exchange some ideas." Zhong Yue pulled Song Yufeng over and said, "This is the young man. He's quite capable."

"Oh, that's easy, that's easy. Our martial arts school's strongest disciple is here today, Ling Tianzhi! Come out!"

A strong man came out.

"You, have a discussion with this young friend. Just stop when you're done. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Ling Tianzhi said, then drew out a long sword, walked to the arena and said to Song Yufeng: "Please."

"Song Yufeng." Just as Song Yufeng was about to go on stage, Old Master Xiao called him.

"When you go up on stage for the competition later, try not to use your brute force. Instead, focus on the techniques I taught you. Only by practicing them frequently in actual combat can you master them. Remember, simply using brute force won't get you far in the martial arts world. Only by combining strength with skill can you become the most powerful martial artist. Go ahead and hone yourself."

Song Yufeng nodded, then drew his sword and went onto the stage.

This scene naturally made other disciples stop and watch.

Boom! Ling Tianzhi took a step forward, the longsword dancing in his hand as he attacked Song Yufeng. Song Yufeng immediately blocked with his sword, then suddenly raised it upwards, shaking it! But the opponent immediately took two steps back and then struck out with his sword again. This time, the speed was ridiculous. Song Yufeng immediately activated the Still Water Ripples, and the so-called fast sword suddenly felt much slower. Song Yufeng blocked with his sword again, then turned from passive to active, changing his pace rapidly, and approached Ling Tianzhi in an instant.

But Ling Tianzhi did not retreat, but drew his sword again. This time, the sword carried an even more fierce power. However, Song Yufeng changed his pace again and easily dodged the sword. Instead, he took the opportunity to turn around and stab with his sword. Ling Tianzhi was sweating profusely and barely blocked the sword. Unexpectedly, Song Yufeng's pace and sword momentum changed together, and Ling Tianzhi immediately fell into a disadvantage.

"The first move, Thousand External Wounds!" Song Yufeng directly used the first move at the end. Three swords arrived instantly, and then the long sword in Ling Tianzhi's hand was broken into four pieces.

Everyone couldn't help but applaud. This competition was indeed exciting. Ling Tianzhi clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry for my poor training."

Song Yufeng also clasped his fists and said, "It was just luck. Thanks for letting me go."

"Are you sure this is his first real fight?" Zhong Yue asked from the bottom of the arena.

"This is the first time he's fought purely using the techniques I taught him."

"You've found a good apprentice. He's talented. It's quite good that he can do this for the first time."

"He works very hard and never slacks off when practicing swordplay. He is very diligent. On the way here, he even insisted on practicing swordplay."

"His achievements are probably no worse than yours."

"Me? What have I accomplished? I'm just an ordinary person. But Song Yufeng is different. His luck has destined him to be extraordinary."