Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu had stayed in the Deaf and Mute Valley for three full months.

In the past three months, Wang Yuyan practiced Lingbo Weibu and Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu to a small degree, while Murong Fu, under the guidance of Wu Yazi, mastered the empty-handed martial arts of the two Xiaoyao sects, Liuyang Palm and Zhemeishou. He has a thorough knowledge and has been involved in the changes of the Murong family.

With these two top martial arts as reference, Murong Fu has now truly mastered Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to a state where he can "repay the other with his own way." With a smooth rebound, even the invisible and insubstantial Qi can be doubled back by adding its own internal strength on top of its original strength.

Of course, this premise is that the opponent's palm strength and true energy cannot be too much stronger than your own. If you want to make an analogy, it's the same principle as the elastic rope used in bungee jumping. When the weight of the load is not too outrageous, it can bounce back after hitting the bottom, but if the weight hanging on it is too outrageous.

Then there is the unloading of force. The time required to transfer force increases with the opponent's skill and strength. If it were the seventy-two stunts used by ordinary Shaolin Xuanzi monks, Murong Fu could instantly use the Star Shift to return it to the other side. This was the conclusion that Murong Fu came to after trying the moves with Su Xinghe many times.

In other words, when fighting against ordinary Xuanzi masters, Murong Fu could kill him instantly with this move.

Wu Yazi knew that his time was short, so in order to leave as much legacy as possible to his granddaughter and grandson-in-law in the last days of his life, he had spent the past three months instructing the disciples of the Xiaoyao sect on the martial arts almost day and night. study.

In three months, everyone's martial arts improved significantly under Wu Yazi's guidance. Even Zhuo Bufan, who held the sword for Murong Fu, also improved greatly with his sword skills. According to Murong Fu's eyes, at this time Zhuo Bufan was able to perform two gestures even against Xuan Ji and others alone.

"Junior brother, the invitations for the Zhenlong Chess Game have been sent out. Shaolin, Dali, the Beggar Clan, and the famous sects in the world will all rush to the Deaf-mute Valley in half a month. Counting the time, Ding Chunqiu's evildoer has also been I rushed to the Central Plains after receiving the news. Can we really kill that traitor with our combined strength?"

Su Xinghe and Murong Fu were sitting at the chess table. The two cups of tea on the table were already cold. Su Xinghe looked worried and expressed his worries to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu curled his lips in disbelief and patted the old man on the shoulder to comfort him: "Brother, don't worry! It's just Ding Chunqiu."

Seeing Su Xinghe's expression of fear of Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu only felt funny. It is true that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts level is considered to be at the level of a master to the outside world, but in fact, he has not learned any of the advanced martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect. In other words, Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were called direct disciples of Wuyazi, but they actually enjoyed the treatment of outer disciples.

If it were three months ago, although I would have no problem defeating Ding Chunqiu, it would be a bit difficult to kill his opponent alone, because at that time, except for the Beiming Divine Skill, I didn't know anything about the other martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect.

But now, among the advanced martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, the only thing I don't know yet is the Child Elder's Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu.

Just ask, what would Ding Chunqiu use to fight him when he was equipped with martial arts to crush him, suppressed his internal strength, and knew the opponent's martial arts clearly?

Murong Fu has already decided that when the time comes, all the meridians in Ding Chunqiu's body will be destroyed, and he will throw it in front of Wu Yazi and let the old man deal with it, so that the old man can dissolve all the power in Ding Chunqiu's body, making him unable to live or die.

Instead of following the sweeping monk to practice Zen in the Shaolin Temple with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo under the pressure of the talisman of life and death like in the original work.

Why can a bad person become a Buddha immediately by putting down his butcher knife? And if a good person does a bad thing, he will be tolerated by the world?

Murong Fu did not believe in any kind of karma, and repaying grievances directly was the only rule that Murong Fu believed in.

One morning a few days later, Azi came to the Deaf-mute Valley.

Murong Fu didn't have high hopes at first, but it turned out that Ah Zi was really talented in stealing things. He just briefly described the content of the letter and told her that the letter was hidden in the deputy head of the Beggar Clan. With these two messages from Ma Dayuan's family, she actually stole the letters!

Ah Zi presented the letter to Murong Fu like a treasure, smiling like a happy little fox: "Master, it took a lot of effort for me to get this letter. For this letter, Ah Zi went to great lengths. I worked as a servant girl for that thief woman for two whole months before I was able to stay with her and slowly find this letter! Master, do you see it?"

Back when Ah Zi was fashionable around Ding Chunqiu and coaxed him into raptures with her superb flattery skills, Kang Min was nothing more than a poisonous woman no matter how scheming she was. Compared with the old monster Ding who has been in the world for decades, Kang Min is as young as a little girl who is sulking without candy. Dealing with Kang Min is not a particularly difficult task for Ah Zi.

Murong Fu nodded with satisfaction and threw out a pill. Ah Zi hurriedly caught it in her hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

The paint on the letter was intact and there was not a word on the envelope.

Murong Fu opened the letter smoothly, and the clear and vigorous handwriting came into view: Brother Jianbeard, we have been separated for several years. The scene is still in the present."

Although Murong Fu did not recognize Xuanci's handwriting, the content of the letter was absolutely correct.

Murong Fu held the letter in his hand, his face closed with dark clouds.

Ah Zi looked at Murong Fu's gloomy face and felt slightly scared. She once thought about opening the letter and reading it herself, but after some rational struggle, Ah Zi decided to hold Murong Fu's thigh tightly. Knowing too much is not a good thing.

At this time, Murong Fu was holding a major secret that could affect the entire martial arts structure, but Murong Fu was not happy at all.

Angry and contemptuous, Murong Fu suppressed his nausea and read the letter in his hand.

Immediately with the movement of his internal energy, the blazing Beiming Qi ignited the yellowing letter in his hand. The flying ashes were scattered in the wind, like countless ugly butterflies.

In just a few seconds, the biggest secret in today's martial arts world disappeared without a trace, dying silently like an insect covered in heavy snow.

Murong Fu felt nauseous for no reason.

Xuan Ci and Wang Jiantong, despite their reputation as martial arts celebrities, are actually a group of disgusting rats.

This world can tolerate evil people like Ding Chunqiu, but it cannot tolerate good people like Qiao Feng. Why can a wicked person like Ding Chunqiu be forgiven by the Buddha, but a good person like Qiao Feng commit suicide in public?

If no one takes care of it, then Murong Fu will take care of it.

"Master, are you okay?"

Azi asked tremblingly.

"I'm fine and doing very well, Azi."

Murong Fu smiled.

Ah Zi's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, and she said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your compliments. I will do my best to serve Master. Ah Zi will never give up. My master is extremely talented, handsome, and young and promising. Ah Zi can serve under Gusu Murong's sect. I am truly blessed for three lifetimes.”

Murong Fu pressed his hands twice, causing Ah Zi's body to sink slightly, stopping the little fox's next flattery.

"Okay, forget about this kind of flattery once in a while. Since you have done such a big thing for me, then I will naturally reward you. Now I will give you two choices!"