Chapter 156 Chapter 158, Grand Master! "Master San Ning Daoqi..." On the south bank of Luoshui River, on a three-story building across the river from the house where Ouyang Feng and his two companions were staying. Zhu Yuyan stood on the roof, staring at the fight between Ouyang Feng and Ning Daoqi in the river, her eyes also full of shock. She had fought with Ning Daoqi three times, and each time she was at a disadvantage from the beginning and was suppressed by him throughout the whole process. Although he was not completely powerless to fight back, he still had a very difficult time fighting. He could only take advantage of the fact that Ning Daoqi had no intention of killing him and force Ning Daoqi to stop with the momentum of "burn both himself and himself". And Ouyang Feng could actually fight Ning Daoqi on equal terms! Even though Ning Daoqi had no murderous intentions and was not good at killing, he was still one of the three great masters in the world who had been famous for many years, and his martial arts realm was unfathomable. Ouyang Feng was just a young man in his early twenties. When they met in the deserted village of Jingling last year, he could only guarantee that he would not be taken down by her. "In just half a year, you have grown to this point. No wonder you rejected my proposal back then..." Zhu Yuyan thought to herself, "With such an astonishing growth rate, he really does not need the support of my Yin Gui Sect. He can become a Grandmaster on his own, or even surpass it! Is this the true cultivator who is suspected to have come from the immortal mountain and entered the mortal world to practice?"
Kanan and Bai Qing'er were also standing beside Zhu Yuyan at this time, watching the fight between Ouyang Feng and Ning Daoqi in shock. "No wonder he dared to challenge Bi Xuan. His martial arts skills are really at the level of a grandmaster!" Wan Wan exclaimed: "Master, who do you think will win?" Zhu Yuyan stared at the battlefield in the river and shook her head slowly: "I can't tell. Ning Daoqi hasn't performed the Eight Strikes of Freehand Fighting yet, and Ouyang Feng hasn't drawn his sword, or even used his palm skills. The two of them are actually still testing each other." "Just a test?" Qianqian opened her beautiful eyes wide, looking at the turbulent waves around the boat, and was shocked: "In such a situation, it's just a test?" Zhu Yuyan nodded in affirmation: "Yes, just a test." “……” Kanan opened her mouth slightly, speechless for a moment. Bai Qing'er's heart was pounding, her pretty face flushed, her body trembling slightly, and she felt regretful as if a thousand ants were biting her heart. She once again hated herself for not having the guts to pester him and fight him in Xiangyang City. Just when the master and his two disciples had their own thoughts. A deep and vigorous male voice came: "I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming as ever." As he spoke, a tall and burly old man with a fat belly, a broad jaw, a shiny forehead, a beautiful white beard, and long white eyebrows flew onto the roof. Zhu Yuyan glanced at the old man and said calmly: "Old Chao is quite courageous. You actually dare to join in the fun. Aren't you afraid that Ouyang Feng will challenge you to a fight of life and death?" The bald old man with white beard and eyebrows was none other than the "South China Sea Immortal" Chao Gongcuo, who had once tried to lick Zhu Yuyan, but of course he failed to do so. Although he still had a little fantasy about the goddess he hadn't licked, Chao Gongcuo also knew Zhu Yuyan's temperament, so he didn't dare to get too close. He stopped ten steps away from her, and deliberately chose a downwind position, sniffing the refreshing and faint fragrance, stroking his white beard, and laughing: "Ouyang brat is in the middle of a fierce fight with Old Taoist Ning, how could he have time to pay attention to me? Even if he really challenges me, I'm not as useless as Qu Ao, and I won't let him take my life so easily." His mentality is better than Qu Ao. Although he was defeated by Ning Daoqi, he was proud of forcing Ning Daoqi to use his "Eight Free-hand Strikes". He did not feel that his defeat was shameful. His mood was still perfect. He felt that he was stronger than Qu Ao. Even if he could not beat Ouyang Feng, he would have no problem saving his life. Zhu Yuyan chuckled and said: "If you are really brave, call him Ouyang in front of Ouyang Feng and see if you can save your life." Chao Gongcuo didn't care about being mocked by the goddess. Considering Zhu Yuyan's cold and ruthless personality, how could he have the chance to talk to her? Old Chao was already satisfied to be able to chat for a few minutes, and he stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Yuyan, you know my temper. Even in front of him, I dare to call him Ouyang boy." "Oh? It just so happens that I know Ouyang Feng. After he finishes fighting Ning Daoqi, why don't you come with me to meet him?" "Ahem!" Chao Gongcuo coughed dryly and looked around to talk about something else: "Master Ning has always valued peace and rarely fights with others. Today, for some reason, he actually started a fight with Ouyang kid..." Zhu Yuyan snorted, too lazy to say anything more to the shameless old man, and continued to watch the fight. At this time, on both sides of Luoyang, shadowy figures appeared on rooftops, terraces, and even on the trees on the riverbanks with good views, watching the battle in the river intently. On Tianjin Bridge. Shi Feixuan stood in the wind, her clothes fluttering, staring at Ouyang Feng's figure, which was like a roc flying across the sky or a dragon soaring in the sky, her heart filled with amazement. On a big ship. Dugu Feng supported Old Madam You, her beautiful eyes wide open, her pretty face like an ice doll filled with all kinds of shocked expressions. On another roof. Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and Ba Fenghan all stood with their mouths wide open, stunned. On the roof of the next door, the amorous young man Hou Xibai also had a dazed look on his face, stunned and speechless. Above the river. The small boat under Ning Daoqi's feet was already covered with cracks. When Ouyang Feng swooped down from the air again and collided with Ning Daoqi's palms, the small boat could no longer bear it and exploded into pieces of wood with a bang. Just at the moment the boat exploded. Ning Daoqi soared into the sky, and his face suddenly showed an innocent look like a child playing with birds. His hands also made the gestures of a bird chasing and playing, flying and pecking at insects. The aura also changed suddenly, and the whole person became ethereal and transparent, and the tall body seemed to become illusory, only the bird drawn by his hands became real. The two little birds flew one in front and one behind, chasing each other and pecking at Ouyang Feng. This method seems a bit childish. But for the first time, Ouyang Feng's face showed a solemn look. His body suddenly fell back onto the water surface. His left hand drew a circle like a shield, and his right hand was vertical like an axis. With the combined force of his two palms, the Qi in front of him condensed, and an invisible Qi wall like a lying blue dragon rose up, stretching across Ning Daoqi. It is the only purely defensive move among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, seeing the dragon in the field. bang bang bang bang... The sound of hammering was as dense as rain. The bird that Ning Daoqi made with his hands pecked at the air wall in front of Ouyang Feng. The continuous and all-pervading force of the attack, like mercury pouring out of the ground, completely broke Ouyang Feng's defensive stance in an instant. Afterwards, Ning Daoqi's hands created many afterimages, as if hundreds of birds came out of the forest at the same time, pecking at Ouyang Feng like an overwhelming force. "Eight Free-Hand Pounces!" On the roof of the south bank, Zhu Yuyan and Chao Gongcuo, who had personally experienced Ning Daoqi's eight-punch free-hand moves, shouted in unison.
Kankan and Bai Qing'er were both shocked, "Is this how Ning Daoqi's Eight Free-Hand Strikes can be used?" Shi Feixuan on the Tianjin Bridge also narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Master Ning is going to use the Eight Strikes of Free-Hand Fighting now?" On the river surface. Facing Ning Daoqi's dense attack that was like a thousand birds attacking at once, Ouyang Feng stepped on the water surface, and his palms also slapped out afterimages all over the sky, weaving a net of heaven and earth to entrap the birds in the sky. This move is his unique skill that combines the essence of various chain palm techniques such as Dense Clouds Without Rain, Heavenly Net, Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm, etc. Although it is not as good as the "Sealing Heaven Seal", it is not comparable to ordinary palm techniques. A deafening roar sounded, and Ning Daoqi's powerful and impenetrable attack hit the palm shadows in the sky, just like a flock of birds hitting a net. It was impossible to tell whether the birds would die or the net would break. With the continuous collisions, the water surface around the two people was once again turbulent, exploding into water dragons and layers of huge waves, rushing towards the two banks, hitting the river bank, making bursts of roars, and splashing thousands of piles of broken snow. The water splashed up into the air, turned into heavy rain, and then fell down. Ouyang Feng and Ning Daoqi moved quickly in the rainstorm, chasing each other. The soft surface of the water seemed to have turned into solid ground beneath their feet. Every time Ning Daoqi took a step, a lotus-like white wave would splash under his feet, and a bright ice flower would bloom under Ouyang Feng's feet. In the blink of an eye, the two men collided no less than thousands of times. Suddenly, Ning Daoqi's aura changed, his back straightened, his robe sleeves swelled, his hair and beard flew, and he became as powerful as a god. He grabbed and clenched his five fingers suddenly, and the air in front of him seemed to be grasped into his palms, squeezing until it exploded. Then, as if holding thunder, he punched Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng's aura was also expanding, and his figure was tall and majestic like a demon god who controlled life and death. He put his right hand together to make a knife, and when the cold current overflowed, his innate true energy gushed out, and a bright knife light surrounded by a strong wind burst out from his palm, and he chopped down fiercely at Ning Daoqi's heavy punch. clang…… Amidst the earth-shaking sound, Ouyang Feng's sword light shattered and splashed into the river, cutting cracks on the river surface. Ning Daoqi's fist momentum also stopped, and the dissipated fist power exploded the water surface around him, causing loud waves. The two men paused for a moment, and then moved and dodged at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to grasp with the naked eye, and once again launched a series of collisions that shook the four directions. In this battle, Ouyang Feng fought vigorously. It has been a long time since he encountered such a evenly matched battle since he created the "Hunyuan Wuji Gong, Fengtian Yin, and Jinghan Sword Technique". This battle also made him sure that his martial arts skills had indeed reached the level of the three great masters. At least, although Ning Daoqi, who used the "Eight Punches of Freehand", put him under considerable pressure, it did not make him feel "invincible". Even the pressure from Ning Daoqi was forcing him to continuously optimize and refine his various martial arts, just like when he was in the illusion, under the pressure exerted by the spiritual sword, he constantly perfected the "Jinghan Sword Technique". As for learning Ning Daoqi's kung fu, I can only say that it is impossible to learn Ning Daoqi's kung fu. Because Ning Daoqi doesn't have any fixed moves at all. His “Eight Free-hand Strikes” are not eight moves, but eight variations that embody Ning Daoqi’s martial arts philosophy and Taoist cultivation. In every move of Sanshou Bapu, except the core concept, everything else changes. Every blow is imaginative, arbitrary and untraceable. Ning Daoqi's martial arts is like two yin and yang fish, chasing each other, with yin and yang complementing each other and changing in a myriad of ways. It's also like Kunpeng changing into Kunpeng, how can you tell whether I'm a bird or a fish? Such martial arts really opened Ouyang Feng's eyes. Although he was unable to learn any moves, Ouyang Feng benefited greatly from Ning Daoqi's demonstration of martial arts concepts in the eight free-hand punches. Because his core skill is the "Hunyuan Wuji Gong" that can embrace and evolve everything. Ning Daoqi's martial arts practice of yin and yang, Kunpeng's mutual transformation, and inaction and action can help Ouyang Feng's martial arts realm reach a higher level. Ouyang Feng was obsessed with the battle. Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Flame Knife, Bone-Dissolving Palm, Heart-Destroying Palm, Nine Yin Divine Claws, Heavenly Net, Dragon Gate Wave Palm, Finger-Snapping Magic, Vajra Prajna Palm, Mysterious Ice Power, Mountain-Pushing Hand, Sky Demon Palm, Flower-Transferring Palm, Five Absolute Magical Skills, Toad Skill, Thirteen Eagle Transformations, Thirteen Life-Chasing Kicks, Nine Taihua Styles, A Thousand Miles in a Moment, Light Footsteps, Thousand Miles Alone...
He also used effortlessly all the martial arts he had learned throughout his life, and displayed them freely, but gradually forgot them one by one and no longer thought about any moves or techniques. Every move and form was performed on the spot according to the Hunyuan Wuji Gong at any time and situation, and sometimes he even used a fighting style that was quite similar to Ning Daoqi's. After a fierce battle, he gradually picked up the forgotten moves, but this time, no matter what kind of martial arts he was using, the moves became more spiritual, without any traces of artificiality, and even gave people a feeling of implicit Taoist charm and truth. Gradually, Ouyang Feng's fighting style became simpler and simpler, a punch was a punch, a palm was a palm, but the onlookers looked at those plain and ordinary punches and palms, but Ning Daoqi had to concentrate and did not dare to take it lightly. I don’t know how long the fight lasted. Ouyang Feng suddenly threw out a heavy punch, colliding with Ning Daoqi's punch without any fancy moves. Amid the explosion, a huge pit with a diameter of more than three meters and a depth of ten meters suddenly appeared on the surface of the river, and then it quickly bounced back, blowing up a water column more than ten meters high. As the water column rushed up into the sky, the two of them simultaneously stepped on the water surface and slid backwards, plowing up large waves on their sides. In the end, Ouyang Feng retreated to the north bank of the river, and Ning Daoqi retreated to the south bank of the river. Ouyang Feng clasped his fists and saluted Ning Daoqi on the other side of the river: "Thank you Master Ning for your help!" Ning Daoqi laughed and raised his hand to salute him back: "You are too polite, young friend. After tonight, the martial arts grandmaster will have a seat with you!" After saying this, he waved his sleeves and walked away singing. There was silence on both sides of the Luo River. Everyone who heard Ning Daoqi's parting words was deeply shocked. Among the great masters of martial arts, should Ouyang Feng be one of them? Ning Daoqi personally confirmed Ouyang Feng's strength. How could that young man, who was only in his early twenties, already be a martial arts grandmaster? "He seems younger than me..." Ba Fenghan looked dazed, muttering, "Comparing people to others is a crime, and comparing goods to others is a crime..." Kou Zhong was quite optimistic: "Ha, I have learned martial arts from a grandmaster! Yes, I was once captured by a grandmaster, but I escaped from him safely! How many people in the world can compare to this record?" "..."Xu Ziling was speechless. "Grandmaster!" On the Tianjin Bridge, Shi Feixuan was impressed in her heart, such a young grandmaster, is he unprecedented in history? I don’t know how high he can reach in the future. "Grand Master! Grandma, Master Ning has recognized Mr. Ouyang as the Grand Master!" Dugu Feng shook You Chuhong's arm, her pretty face flushed with excitement. "Don't shake it. If you keep shaking, grandma will get sick." Old Madam You said helplessly. She glanced at Dugu Feng who was proud of it and said, "Young Master Ouyang is already a great master. Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity that he is staying in your villa to get closer to him?" "Yes, yes, yes, from now on I will have to pester him and ask him to teach me martial arts every day!" Dugu Feng nodded repeatedly. "Just teaching martial arts?" You Chuhong asked curiously. "What else?" Dugu Feng looked surprised: "The guidance of the Grand Master, how many people in the world have this opportunity?" "This silly child is hopeless..." Old Mrs. You sighed helplessly. "Grand Master..." Zhu Yuyan looked at the hazy white shadow under the moon with deep eyes, and then glanced at Chao Gongcuo: "Old man Chao, do you want to go with me to meet the new Grandmaster?" Chao Gongcuo laughed dryly: "Yuyan, you are busy, I have something else to do, so I will leave first."
He turned around and jumped off the roof, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Qianqian tilted her face and thought: "What should I call Ouyang Feng's title of Grandmaster?" 【Last day, please give me double the monthly tickets! 】 (End of this chapter)