Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then immediately put down the wine bottle and said with a hearty smile:
"Okay, I've been curious about Brother Meng's martial arts for a long time.
It would be a great pleasure if I could see it for myself.
When I was young, my favorite things were martial arts training and drinking. However, as my kung fu got better and better, there were fewer and fewer people around me who could master both skills, so martial arts training lost a lot of interest. Only drinking, my hobby, remained unchanged.
Now that you have Brother Meng as your opponent, I would like to have a fight, which may be more enjoyable than drinking!"
Since their meeting yesterday, Qiao Feng had seen Meng Xiuyuan display his martial arts several times, and he was always amazed. He only felt that it was well hidden and mysterious.
Even the Shaolin Master Xuan Ku who taught him martial arts and the leader of the Beggar Clan Wang Jiantong's martial arts, in Qiao Feng's opinion, may not be as good as this young Brother Meng.
In his late thirties, although Qiao Feng is no longer as martial arts-mad as he was when he was young, seeing such a supreme master, he still wants to master two moves from the bottom of his heart.
Now that Meng Xiuyuan said he wanted to have a discussion, Qiao Feng naturally thought it would be the best.
The breeze was gentle, the moonlight was bright, and the two people on the hill faced each other with smiles, both full of expectations for the next contest.
"Brother Qiao, why don't you attack first?"
Meng Xiuyuan smiled and said to Qiao Feng, then moved slightly and assumed a posture of embracing the ball with both hands.
"Haha, okay, be careful."
Qiao Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw Meng Xiuyuan's strange hand gestures, which he had never seen before. He was not polite to Meng Xiuyuan, and then slapped Meng Xiuyuan in the face of him with the "Exalted Dragon, Regret" gesture.
He knew that Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu was profound. Yesterday, he couldn't hurt Meng Xiuyuan with a single palm with all his strength, so he didn't do any testing. Nine points of his strength had been used in one palm.
But it was precisely because he knew that Meng Xiuyuan's internal strength was profound and that he could not gain the upper hand simply by relying on his physical strength. Therefore, he did not use the volleying palm power with this palm, but hid his power and only used his flesh palm to strike Meng Xiuyuan's chest.
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Meng Xiuyuan did not panic at the sight. He drew a circle with his hands and deflected Qiao Feng's palm with a force that seemed light and soft but also solid and heavy.
Qiao Feng had never seen such a magical and mysterious Kung Fu, and he couldn't help but feel motivated to fight. He immediately used his fists and feet to attack Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan, on the other hand, remained unchanged in response to all changes. As his hands danced, although the moves were different, down to the essence, they were all drawing circles. Big circles, small circles, flat circles, standing circles, Tai Chi circles were issued one after another.
, with a combination of hardness and softness, and constant rotation, it can dissolve all Qiao Feng's exquisite moves.
In just a moment, the two of them had passed dozens of moves, and there were countless dangerous and intense places.
In this scene, it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched and it was a tie, but in fact, Meng Xiuyuan knew in his heart that he had fallen behind in this competition of moves.
In the dozens of moves that Brother Qiao has made, he has already used several Kung Fu such as "Dragon Subduing Palm", "Dragon Claw Hand", "Demon Subduing Palm" and even "Taizu Long Fist".
Every move, every style, was perfect and natural. It was completely derived from his terrifying fighting instinct and supreme martial arts talent, leaving no one with any time to think about how to deal with it.
It can only be said that Qiao Feng is worthy of being a born god of war. No matter what kind of martial arts he has in his hands, he can rely on his talent to exert extraordinary power. He is the same as Zhang Sanfeng, a master of martial arts who has a high position in the world.
Meng Xiuyuan actually knew before the fight that if he did not overwhelm others with his skill, but in terms of moves alone, he would never be Qiao Feng's opponent.
But in order to fully introduce Qiao Feng into this competition and let him invest 100%, Meng Xiuyuan had to use his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points and try his best.
It was all thanks to the profound and profound set of "Tai Chi" taught by Zhang Zhenren, coupled with his practice of "The Great Shift of the Universe" over the years, that he was able to catch all Qiao Feng's moves with seemingly ease.
However, after all, since Meng Xiuyuan learned "Tai Chi" by himself in his previous life, he didn't study it carefully enough. After all, he didn't fully acquire the essence of this "Tai Chi", which seemed a bit ingenious.
When the two of them exchanged more than a hundred moves, Qiao Feng's condition gradually improved and he became more and more courageous as he fought. Meng Xiuyuan felt that the pressure was increasing.
After dozens of moves, Meng Xiuyuan could faintly hear the sound of the stereo behind Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng's moves became more powerful and fierce, making Meng Xiuyuan unable to parry.
Sure enough, at this moment, Qiao Feng had a sudden stroke of genius, and struck out a palm at an angle, but it hit exactly in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan's luck, causing Meng Xiuyuan's left fist that was originally intended to be protected to be guided away, and the middle door immediately opened wide.
The strength of Tai Chi has been broken.
However, seeing this situation, Meng Xiuyuan did not admit defeat. Instead, he felt that the heat was almost over, and deliberately smiled and said to Qiao Feng:
"Brother Qiao, although this "Tai Chi" is my master's unique skill, I'm not familiar with it, so I'll use it first.
If I go further, I will take action seriously."
After the battle just now, Qiao Feng's blood surged up. Hearing this, he smiled heartily and said loudly to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Hahaha, Brother Meng is really extraordinary, his moves are so profound even if he is not practiced yet.
Okay, don't hold back, let's have a good fight."
After saying this, he didn't wait for Meng Xiuyuan to reply, and slapped Meng Xiuyuan with a lightning-like palm.
Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu no longer fought with Qiao Feng, but also raised his hand and made a palm print with Qiao Feng's hand.
There was only a "boom" sound, and the two palms bounced away from each other with overwhelming energy. Qiao Feng was forced to take half a step back, while Meng Xiuyuan still stood still.
Qiao Feng looked at his palms in surprise, and then at Meng Xiuyuan. This was the first time since his mastery of kung fu that he had been at a disadvantage against someone.
But in the blink of an eye, he laughed again, mustered up all his strength to slap out a palm, and attacked Meng Xiuyuan again like a turbulent wave:
"Good palm power, come again!"
Meng Xiuyuan's expression did not change, and he struck out with another seemingly light palm, but the result was exactly the same as before. Qiao Feng was slightly defeated and took half a step back, while Meng Xiuyuan stood safely on the spot.
In this situation, if it were at the beginning of the competition, Qiao Feng would just smile, say "Brother Meng is really awesome", then admit defeat and continue drinking.
But now, the foreshadowing of more than a hundred fierce battles has aroused the brutal energy and recklessness in Qiao Feng's body. In modern science, it means excessive secretion of adrenaline, and people have entered a very excited state.
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So at this moment, Qiao Feng not only did not admit defeat, but instead became even more passionate. He continued to mobilize all his strength without believing in evil, and used the most powerful and domineering moves in "Dragon Subduing Palm" to attack Meng Xiu from a distance.
Meng Xiuyuan, on the other hand, responded with the palm technique of "Six Yang Palms of Tianshan Mountain". His energy flowed freely as he waved his hands, and his palm power was like the blazing sun.
The two sides continued to strike like this, and Qiao Feng became more and more courageous as he fought. The power of each palm would be half as strong as the previous one, but even so, Meng Xiuyuan's palm power would always be better than his.
Therefore, with each palm strike, Qiao Feng would take half a step back. After a dozen palm strikes, Qiao Feng had already retreated two feet away from Meng Xiuyuan, and struck at Meng Xiuyuan from a distance.
At this time, Qiao Feng's fighting spirit had reached its peak. He almost completely forgot that this was a sparring match. He subconsciously used both palms to perform the move "Seeing the Dragon in the Field", which was the most powerful move in his life. He just wanted to use it.
Turn the situation around with one move and regain the upper hand.
But just when he was about to use his palm power, he saw Meng Xiuyuan suddenly put down his palm and said to him:
"Brother Qiao, let's end our discussion here."
"ah?!"
Qiao Feng was immediately shocked, but he still slapped it out.
In fact, with the timing of Meng Xiuyuan's opening, he barely had time to retract his palm. However, due to the surge of blood, concentration and exertion, Qiao Feng's reaction was still half a beat slow.
Now that the palm has been struck, there is no way to control it. Qiao Feng's majestic strike hit Meng Xiuyuan like an overwhelming force, leaving no chance for Meng Xiuyuan to dodge.
As for Qiao Feng himself, he could only watch Meng Xiuyuan receive a slap and fly backwards.
"Brother Meng?!"
Qiao Feng exclaimed loudly, with great regret in his heart, and rushed straight to the place where Meng Xiuyuan landed, only to feel that most of his strength was suddenly drained from his strong body.
Fortunately, when Qiao Feng staggered straight in front of Meng Xiuyuan, he saw that he had already dusted off his body and floated up from the ground as if nothing happened.
"Brother Meng, are you okay?!"
Although Qiao Feng was thankful, he was also very surprised. Meng Xiuyuan didn't stop him, and he slapped him with his body, but he didn't seem to be injured at all.
"It's okay, it just hurts a little. Brother Qiao, your slap is really not light."
Meng Xiuyuan rubbed his left shoulder and chest, then smiled and said to Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng's "Dragon Subduing Palm" was naturally not so tough to resist. Even Meng Xiuyuan was fully prepared before he dared to try it.
When Qiao Feng took out his palm, Meng Xiuyuan seemed unprepared, but in fact, he had secretly mobilized all his internal energy, causing Beiming's true energy to surge throughout his body, filling and flowing as if it were the essence.
This "Beiming Divine Art" is not only effective in protecting the body, but also on top of the "Nine-Yang Divine Art". Meng Xiuyuan used two hundred years of skill to use it with all his strength, coupled with his flawless body, he could withstand Qiao Feng's attack.
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"If nothing happens, it will be fine. If nothing happens, it will be fine."
Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but after a moment, he couldn't help but turn around and ask:
"But, Brother Meng... why did you suddenly withdraw your palm?"
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound and said to Qiao Feng:
"Brother Qiao, if someone with inferior martial arts is in front of you, what difference does it make if you can't withdraw your palm or not?"
When Qiao Feng heard this, he was stunned at first, not understanding what Meng Xiuyuan meant. But suddenly, he recalled the scene when he met Meng Xiuyuan yesterday, and he suddenly understood and sighed:
"Brother Meng, you invited me to compete in martial arts. It turned out that it was all planned.
The purpose is to remind me not to act too impulsively, right...
Alas, Brother Meng, thank you for your hard work, I am really ashamed."
Qiao Feng recalled the two battles with Meng Xiuyuan in the past two days and felt that Meng Xiuyuan was right.
If Meng Xiuyuan hadn't been extremely skilled in martial arts, he might have caused two catastrophes in a row that would be difficult to regret.
But without thinking, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head again and said to Qiao Feng:
"Brother Qiao, for a hero like you, how can I teach you how to behave and do things?
It’s just that I think your martial arts is indeed unparalleled in the world, but it also has the disadvantage of being difficult to control at critical moments.
It just so happens that I have a skill that is suitable for you to learn..."
Saying that, Meng Xiuyuan immediately slapped Qiao Feng's chest with a straight palm, as if he wanted to take his life.
Qiao Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, but in the next moment, he didn't feel any strength coming at him. Instead, a small tree beside them broke into two pieces with a "kacha" sound.
"After this palm force is struck, it can actually turn and turn... What a wonderful skill."
When Qiao Feng saw this, he understood the reason and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He had never seen such magical skills and secrets in the world for more than ten years.
Meng Xiuyuan nodded and said seriously:
“I learned this trick from an exchange with a senior. It was originally called ‘White Rainbow Palm Power’, which allows the palm power to be struck as straight as desired and controlled as desired.
It's a pity that this senior didn't learn all the skills from his wife at that time, he only learned a rough outline.
But even so, it is still no problem to turn the palm force of the strike into a corner.
Brother Qiao, if you add this kind of skill to your Dragon Subduing Palm, although it may not be more powerful, at least you will have a chance to regret it when you use it."
Qiao Feng heard Meng Xiuyuan's words as if there was something in them, but he didn't think much about it and just asked Meng Xiuyuan:
"Brother Meng, you are willing to teach me such a magical skill?"
Meng Xiuyuan smiled and nodded, and said to Qiao Feng:
"When I was a child, you taught me "Taizu Changquan", which laid the foundation for my martial arts practice.
I'm going to teach you some skills now, shouldn't I?
And you really should learn this skill carefully, maybe it will be of some use to you in the future."
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At dawn the next day, Qiao Feng had breakfast and set off back to Luoyang to continue handling the affairs of the Beggar Clan.
Meng Xiuyuan went to a nearby town to buy a carriage, picked up Qiao Sanhuai and his wife when he came back, and immediately left this familiar village without hesitation.
Before setting off, Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao were very unhappy. They kept complaining that Meng Xiuyuan was leaving too hastily. They said something like, "The rent for next year has just been paid. I should go to the Shaolin Temple to find the masters to withdraw." "The house at home should be rented out."
Sell it, chickens, ducks, geese and dogs should also be sold for money” and the like.
But Meng Xiuyuan turned a deaf ear and just helped pack away some things before pulling the two elders into the carriage with a smile.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't dare to confirm whether Xiao Yuanshan was definitely in the Shaolin Temple at this time, and he didn't want to alert others. His first goal now was to ensure the safety of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.
If he set off suddenly like this, no matter how capable Xiao Yuanshan was, he was still alone and would never be able to trace the whereabouts of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife.
After the two elders are properly settled, Meng Xiuyuan will have his hands free and come back to handle the remaining affairs, and he will feel more at ease.
In this way, the three of them rode the carriage straight to the southeast, changing their cars and clothes several times along the way, until they entered the border of Jiangnan.