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Volume 1: Grinding the Great Green Mountain Chapter 87: Flowing Fire and Flying Stars

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    Chapter 87

    "Mr. Duancould he be the grandson of the boxing king Duan Feihong"

    "Didn't it mean that after Duan Feihong's death, the Duan family's old house was flooded and all the descendants were burned to death?"

    "What do you know? The Duan family is a well-known family after all. They have countless servants guarding the courtyard. How could they be burned to death? You forgot about the auction house"

    The onlookers were all warriors from famous families in Kyoto. They knew more about the Duan family than Duan Fei. When Duan Fei appeared, they immediately started to speculate.

    Amidst the "buzzing" discussion, Duan Fei walked to the door, clasped his fists towards Nie Wen, and then looked at Mu Xiao who was blocking the door, not knowing what to call him.

    "Mu family in Kyoto, Mu Xiao!" Nie Wen quickly introduced to Duan Fei.

    Duan Feicai was not in the mood to be polite to such a young master who came to cause trouble. Now that he saw Nie Wen, he couldn't help but feel reassured by the comfort of his parents Yinhuan. He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Linglong who was staring blankly.  Mu Xiao, who remembered Geshan Quan when he thought of the Mu family, jumped out of his mouth with one sentence:

    "Geshan Fist?"

    Mu Xiao, who was stunned by Linglong's beauty, was awakened by Duan Fei's "Gate Mountain Fist". At the age of twenty, he looked at Duan Fei who was like a stupid boy, and once again looked at Duan Fei with coveted eyes.  Linglong, who was standing beside him, cupped his fists towards Duan Fei and said, "I am Mu Xiao, the Geshan Fist is a unique martial skill of my Mu family. It is as famous as your Duan family's Flowing Fire Fist. I don't know how advanced Mr. Duan's Flowing Fire Fist has been!  "

    Mu Xiao said the last word with a hint of provocation in his eyes. Duan Feihong's grandson, Duan Fei, was idle and uneducated. He had heard this for a long time, so he didn't take Duan Fei seriously at all.

    "Equally famous?" Duan Fei shook his head and said seriously: "I only heard that my grandfather's Flowing Fire Fist is as famous as the Qingyu Sect's Double Ultimate Sword Formation. Is your Mu family's Geshan Fist higher?"

    "Haha" Looking at the young master of the Duan family who looked like a mallet and not giving any attention to the steps, the onlookers burst into laughter, but most of them knew that what Duan Fei said was true. The Flowing Fire Fist was in Duan Feihong's hand.  Stabilizing Mu Peng's fist from the mountain.

    Mu Xiao¡¯s face turned red, her eyes were burning as she stared at Duan Fei and waved her hand towards the spacious street behind her, ¡°Would you like to give it a try?¡±

    "Why, your old man can't beat my old man, why are you trying to make trouble with me here?" Duan Fei glanced around indifferently, causing the crowd of onlookers to burst into laughter again.

    Mu Xiao, who had been humiliated by Duan Fei repeatedly, was about to wave and leave angrily with a few guards when she saw Duan Fei touch his fist and responded: "My hands are itchy too!"

    "well"

    ¡°Geshan Fist versus Flowing Fire Fist, both belong to the grandsons, they are worth seeing!¡±

    The crowd of people watching cheered when they heard Duan Fei's voice and immediately dispersed around, making room for the two of them.

    ¡°Take care of your life, don¡¯t let the Duan family die from now on!¡± Mu Xiao threatened Duan Fei in a low voice and took the lead to walk to the center of the street.

    Mu Xiao is one of the top-ranked masters among the younger generation in Kyoto. The news about his duel with Duan Fei, Flowing Fire Fist and Geshan Fist, was like having wings. In an instant, the news spread throughout the streets and alleys of Qingyang Town, and people flocked to it.  Then, Yinhuan Sha Yushuang and others who had just followed their master down the mountain to meet the guests heard that Duan Fei was here and immediately rushed towards the small courtyard.

    "Fei'er" Even Duan Yunyi and his wife who were staying in the house couldn't sit still. They hurried to the door and shouted to their son who hadn't met yet and was about to fight fiercely.

    "When the child earns his grandfather's reputation back, he can salute his parents and say hello!" Duan Fei said, nodding to his parents and walking towards Mu Xiao, who was already waiting in the middle of the long street. When he passed by Linglong, he was struck by her  Grab him:

    "If you dare not blind his dog eyes, you will never expect me to refine the antidote for you in this life!" Linglong had long been furious at Mu Xiao's lustful eyes.

    ¡°Are you still planning to refine the antidote for me?¡± Duan Fei leaned into Linglong¡¯s ear and teased, leaving Linglong with an angry look on his face as he strode towards the long street.

    "Master, Master" Both ends of the long street were already surrounded, and even the houses on both sides were full of people. Yinhuan, who arrived late, squeezed in as hard as he could, shouting urgently.

    On the long street, the mountain wind was strong, blowing the robes of the two young men ten meters apart.

    Mu Xiao¡¯s face showed disdain, he raised his arm and put his right fist against his left palm, moved it forward, and made a fist salute: ¡°Mu family, Mu Xiao!¡±

    Duan Fei bowed his body slightly forward, the red light on his fists lingered like a substance, crossed forward, and made a standard flow-fire fist starting position: "Duan Family, Duan Fei!"

    "Wow, your young master is so powerful!" Squeezed in among the crowd was a man about the same age as Yin Huan.After seeing Duan Fei's starting move, the Yumen disciple smiled at Yin Huan beside him.

    "You have such a bullshit momentum, he is bluffing, he has never practiced Flowing Fire Fist for a day" Yinhuan's teeth itched with hatred, but he couldn't squeeze in.

    "I haven't practiced for a day" Sha Yushuang and others next to Yinhuan looked at Yinhuan and then at Duan Fei in the field, "I haven't practiced for a day, how can I fight?" They immediately followed Yinhuan to replace him.  Duan Fei became worried.

    After saluting, the two of them took three steps back as usual. When Duan Fei had just taken two and a half steps back, Mu Xiao had already taken action first. He suddenly leaned forward and punched the ground with one hand. With a muffled "bang" sound, the Geshan Fist had already  He was the first to use it, and the ground under his fist instantly cracked into a spider web shape. One of the narrow cracks brought up a trace of flying sand and quickly extended towards Duan Fei.

    "Flowing Fire Flying Star" Duan Fei spun in a circle and called out the name of the first level of Geshan Fist. Before the energy of Geshan Fist could burst out, he punched Mu Xiao with his left hand ten meters away.  Swinging, the fiery red light on his fist disappeared and turned into a purple light, hitting Mu Xiao instantly like lightning.

    In the "bang" explosion, the fiery fist power raged, and Mu Xiao was blown up into the air. His brand-new robes were torn and scattered all over the sky. His whole body was dripping with blood, and he fell onto the street five meters away.

    The strength of Geshan Fist that extended to Duan Fei's feet stopped silently.

    "It's the real Flowing Fire Fist, the power of Flowing Fire has reappeared!"

    "There is no peer across the mountain, and the flow of fire cannot come out. Who can compete with me? I finally saw the flow of fire fist!"

    "The Flowing Fire Fist is indeed worthy of its reputation, it is still so fast and powerful!"

    For a while, the scene was cheers, and the group was excited! Compared to the martial arts of Qingyumen's pure women, the generation of King of Fighters Feihong was the most proud existence in Longyang's man's heart.

    "Hmm" Yinhuan's eyes almost popped out when he saw this scene while squeezing in the crowd.

    Sha Yushuang and other sisters gathered around Yinhuan. They happily grabbed Yinhuan's ears and said angrily: "You liar, didn't you say that he hasn't practiced for a day? It makes us worry in vain."  !¡±

    Duan Fei used the fire talisman to impersonate the Flowing Fire Fist to slay Mu Xiao. Like a master, he swung back the front of his gown and clasped his fists in thanks to the congratulatory crowd around him!

    What Duan Fei didn't expect was that Mu Xiao stood up unsteadily again. Regardless of the blood dripping from his body, his legs trembled with a look of hatred, and he clenched his fists again. Fight or lose.  He is hesitating!

    Feeling Linglong's gaze on his back like a knife, Duan Fei gritted his teeth, turned his body and shouted "Flowing Fire Flying Star" again. He was about to shoot another fire talisman to let Mu Xiao finish the game and let Linglong recover.  Relieve hatred¡­

    ¡°Keep someone under control!¡± A figure flew from the outside of the crowd and stood in front of Mu Xiao.

    The person who came was wearing a bright yellow military robe. He was over fifty years old and his appearance was somewhat similar to Mu Xiao. The yellow energy from his body overflowed, like a man of light, protecting his whole body from the wind.

    "King Wu is silent"

    "Could it be that if my son loses, I will come to find a place for him?"

    From the discussion of the crowd around him, Duan Fei already knew who was coming. He was calm and motionless, with the corners of his mouth raised like a smile but not a smile, looking blank.

    "The Flowing Fire Fist is so majestic, taking advantage of others' danger!" Mu Ran looked at Duan Fei with a gloomy face and sneered. He led his son to Qingyang Town, under the guise of visiting Lin Hanyue, to see if he could  The Qingyu Sect dragged them into the Demon Slayer Alliance to find out whether the rumored Duan family had been taken in by the Qingyu Sect and stayed in Qingyang Town. This was the farce of Mu Xiao forcing the door open.

    But he didn't expect that not only the Duan family in Qingyang Town, but also Duan Feihong, the grandson of Duan Feihong, who was rumored to be incompetent in the past, had grown to such a level that his son Mu Xiao was left naked and scarred after being punched  , then couldn't hold it any longer and jumped in.

    "What? You want to give it a try when brothers fight against tigers? You want to try it?" Duan Fei is not afraid. He may not be the opponent of King Wu. Mu Xiao has Mu Ran's backing. Doesn't he still have Linglong? He doesn't believe it.  The Snake Demon King is not dead, and Linglong is willing to let him die.

    "Arrogant, just like your old man!" He replied with disdain. In front of everyone, facing Duan Fei's provocation, even if he didn't bully the small, but for the reputation of the Mu family, for the Geshan Fist and the Flowing Fire Fist.  After a hundred years of fighting, he took a step towards Duan Fei.

    The whole place was silent, you could hear a needle drop, and the crowd of onlookers stared at Duan Fei. Does this descendant of Liuhuo Fist, who came out of nowhere, have the courage to fight with a Martial King?

    Duan Fei glanced back at Linglong with a guilty conscience. What made him angry was that this unreliable vixen actually pretended not to see it at this moment.

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