Two strong and domineering internal forces collided without giving in on the martial arts training ground, making people feel like they were two brutal black bears fighting in hand-to-hand combat.
And this is also the case.
Since Wanyue Sect's martial arts focuses on palm techniques, it emphasizes close combat. Lu Feng also used fists and kicks to fight the enemy, and did not practice swords, guns or sticks.
Throughout the ages, only hand-to-hand combat with bare hands has kept people guessing.
Not to mention that two realm-breaking masters were fighting against each other at this time.
In an instant, the two of them had exchanged several moves.
After Lu Feng raised his hand to block Tie Changlin's palm, he retreated violently.
"The Iron Alliance Master's internal strength is truly remarkable, and his level of domineering can be said to be unparalleled in the martial arts world."
"Master Lu is not bad either. It's just that I think Master Lu's internal strength is so powerful and domineering that even my sect's mental skills feel a little inferior. I wonder what Master Lu cultivates?"
Lu Feng didn't want to talk about the Yin-Yang Qiankun Kung Fu, "The Iron Alliance Master is joking, my Kung Fu is only average and can't be put on the stage."
Seeing that Lu Feng was unwilling to speak out, Tie Changlin did not force it.
"Be careful, Mr. Lu."
After saying that, Tie Changlin's speed increased dramatically. Others only saw a series of afterimages, and then the sand and stones on the field were blown up by the strong internal force, making people subconsciously raise their hands to cover their eyes.
The two people who are the center of attention don't have these unnecessary movements, and every move is refined.
They all control their internal energy perfectly and will not let any internal energy go to waste.
This was a hearty competition, the most enjoyable one Lu Feng had ever played.
"Master Lu, be careful."
After Tie Changlin finished speaking, he struck out with a palm.
Just when Lu Feng saw Tie Changlin take out his palm, he already felt a gust of wind blowing against his face, as if it was going to push him to the ground.
This is Wanyue Sect's secret technique, Sad Wind Palm.
Lu Feng didn't have time to think, and his body reflexively used an incredible dodge to narrowly avoid it.
Although this palm missed, a large amount of dust was raised behind Lu Feng. For a moment, half of the space of the martial arts training ground was blocked by the smoke and dust.
"Good palm skills."
Lu Feng couldn't help but praise him.
Five fingers turned into claws, and Lu Feng used the Eagle Claw Technique.
The attack was extremely fierce, like an eagle soaring in the sky swooping down with its talons that could break stone and crack gold.
Tie Changlin also felt the power of this move and dodged sideways.
However, Lu Feng unexpectedly changed the direction of his attack midway and continued to grab Tie Changlin.
Danger!
Tie Changlin had a warning in his heart. In the eyes of others, they could only see that his posture was almost the same as the palm technique that Lu Feng had just dodged, and he could barely dodge the Eagle Claw Technique.
But just as Tie Changlin stood firm, he saw Lu Feng holding a small piece of rag in his hand.
Judging from the color, it is exactly the same as the clothes Tie Changlin is wearing now.
The clothes that were still intact were now torn off by Lu Feng.
In this round, Lu Feng had a small victory.
"It's true that a hero emerges from a young age. I never thought that a proud man like Mr. Lu would appear in the imperial court. If placed in our martial arts world, he would definitely be an unprecedented and eye-catching existence." Tie Changlin sighed with emotion.
"Thank you very much, Lord Iron Alliance." Lu Feng clasped his fists and saluted.
The two fought for a while before ending the contest.
…
"Master Lu, do you really want to stay and taste the dishes at the door?" Tie Changlin said with a smile as he escorted Lu Feng to the gate.
Lu Feng looked regretful, "I thought so too, but it's just that I wasted a lot of time coming to your sect today. This time I came here to take a break from my busy schedule. If I stayed one more night, the government affairs would be piled up. So do I. I have to rush back now.”
"In this case, I won't keep Mr. Lu any longer. If Mr. Lu wants to come in the future, just come directly."
"Hahaha, it's settled then. Farewell."
"Walk slowly."
Lu Feng turned around and left Wanyue Gate with Miao Feng and his guards.
"How's it going, Feng'er?"
Lu Feng asked on the way back.
Miao Feng shook her head, "I don't see anything unusual, what about you?"
Lu Feng looked like he had the overall situation in hand, "It's him, there's no mistake. Although he deliberately concealed his martial arts skills when we fought against him that day, he still showed his flaws in the end."
"So what do we do?"
"Go back first. I want to write a letter to Wan'er and ask her to immediately control the people in the shadow organization in the capital. Continue to search and clean out the remaining two branches. As for here, the other martial arts sects must also participate, otherwise we People may be used to accuse Wanyuemen of being innocent."
"It's all up to you."
When we returned to the Inspectorate, it was already evening.
After Lu Feng finished eating and took a shower, he wrote furiously in the study, writing down the next actions, preparing to have someone rush to the capital early tomorrow morning.
In Zhao Ying's room.
Zhao Ying had just taken off her jewelry under the service of her maid and was getting ready to go to bed.
The door was opened and footsteps sounded.
She saw Lu Feng's figure in the bronze mirror.
Lu Feng waved his hand to the maid to exit, and they were the only two left in the room.
"Is this little guy still calm today?"
Lu Feng came over and reached out to touch Zhao Ying's belly.
"At least he's more settled than his father. At least he won't be so busy." Zhao Yingjiao said angrily.
"Hahaha, madam, are you blaming your husband for not having much time to spend with you?"
"Huh, I didn't say that."
Her arrogant look made Lu Feng move his index finger. Unfortunately, he was pregnant and could not do anything.
Lu Feng lowered his head and pursed her red lips, greedily asking for them.
After the deep kiss, Zhao Ying lightly punched Lu Feng's chest, "It's almost suffocating me to death."
"My husband still knows how to measure his measure." Lu Feng smiled strangely.
The candle lighting in the room was blown out, and both of them lay on the bed.
Zhao Ying enjoyed the feeling of leaning in Lu Feng's arms, which made her feel physically and mentally stable.
"Let's make an agreement first. When the child is born, you have to be there."
"good."
Lu Feng rested his chin on her head, enjoying the rare silence.
…
Pregnant women need a lot of nutrition and adequate rest. Zhao Ying didn't wake up until it was completely bright outside.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Feng lying next to him, his deep eyes looking at him.
"It's annoying, you won't call me when you wake up."
"I also wanted to appreciate Madam's sleeping face more." Lu Feng's lips curved into a smile.
"I think that big bed can't stay empty forever. It needs to be used tonight. We can't waste money."
Lu Feng's righteous words made Zhao Ying roll her eyes.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You are just lustful and want to be slept with."
"No way." Lu Feng pretended to be a gentleman, "I don't want my woman to be left out."
"Help me up, I'm hungry."
Zhao Ying's weak look at this time made people think of her strategizing appearance when she was in charge of the inspector's office.
