Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

The reason for their predicament was that they had been tortured to the point of ecstasy by Meng Zhao and had their family's martial arts secrets exposed. Such a mistake, which concerned the life and death of the entire clan, would not end well even for direct descendants of the clan once it was discovered.

Meng Zhao also seized on this point, using both intimidation and threats as well as benefits to acquire the family martial arts of the Huang and Zhao families, and further refined his ideas about Cloud Skill and Wind Skill.

The energy generated by the Wind Kung Fu is called Divine Wind Energy, while the energy generated by the Cloud Kung Fu is no longer suitable to be called Cloud-Contemplating Energy, so Meng Zhao named it Void Cloud Energy.

During this time, Cai Qi specifically came to see Meng Zhao, and in his words, he probed her, seemingly convinced that Meng Zhao was the one who did both things.

Meng Zhao's tone was ambiguous, but his attitude was firm. Regardless of whether Cai Qi agreed or not, he was determined to do it. It concerned the martial arts path of this body, and no one could stop him.

However, it was purely Meng Zhao who was overthinking things. Cai Qi didn't care about these trivial matters at all; he was just curious. After confirming that it was indeed Meng Zhao, he didn't say much, but only warned him to be careful.

Some things are better left undone. Once you do them, they will inevitably leave traces. No matter how flawless you think you are, you will definitely leave clues. Once someone sets a trap, it doesn't matter if Meng Zhao falls, but how will Xiong Fei kill him?

Therefore, Cai Qi used his power and status to help Meng Zhao solve a lot of troubles and eliminate some unintentional hidden dangers and loopholes. The relationship between the two became much closer because of this.

Although they can't be considered friends yet, they are still close allies based on mutual interests.

That day, Cai Qi finally made preparations and, with Meng Zhao, headed to a temple in the western suburbs of the county town, where they lay in ambush on the side of the road.

The sky was overcast, with clusters of dark clouds crowding together, pressing the vast expanse of the heavens low and inevitably bringing a sense of gloom and unease to one's heart.

This road is relatively remote, but it's not far from the temple.

According to Cai Qi, Xiong Fei brought his wife to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. Because it was quite far away, his wife and family guards would stay at the temple tonight and return the next day at noon.

Xiongfei, who manages a small gang, is usually quite busy and won't stay overnight; he'll return home the same day.

Many people go, but only one returns; this is the opportunity for Cai Qi and Meng Zhao.

Otherwise, if Xiong Fei had any helpers, Cai Qi worried that even with his and Meng Zhao's combined strength, they wouldn't be able to assassinate him, given his martial arts skills. Therefore, he chose this moment to make his move.

Meng Zhao estimated that Cai Qi must have bribed an insider at Xiong Fei's home, or even someone close to Xiong Fei, to obtain such accurate information, even taking into account Xiong Fei's personality and usual behavior.

Xiong Fei is a highly skilled martial artist. The people who usually accompany him are just for show and rarely help him. Therefore, it is normal for him to travel alone. After all, he has profound martial arts skills and is very confident.

At this moment, under the canopy of a large tree, Meng Zhao leaned against the trunk, gently stroking a long sword that was at least three fingers wide in his hand.

"Cold Moon Sword!"

This is a weapon that Cai Qi gave to Meng Zhao. Although it cannot be called a divine weapon, it is indeed forged through countless trials and is made of a special kind of cold iron.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long, with faint cloud patterns engraved on both sides of the blade. They may seem like mere decorations, but in reality, they are perfectly integrated with the blade to form a blood-drawing hole. This hole can cause a large amount of blood to splatter the moment it pierces flesh, thus increasing its lethality.

In particular, the sword body contains a faint chill, which is inherent to the cold iron material itself. If it were enhanced by a cold-attribute internal energy cultivation technique such as the Seven Revolutions Cold Mountain Devouring God Technique, its power would be even greater.

Even so, it is still a fine sword, a powerful weapon, and of high value.

Meng Zhao was currently familiarizing himself with the Cold Moon Sword, deepening the connection between them, and striving to achieve a state of perfect harmony between man and sword, as if it were an extension of his own arm, in the shortest possible time.

Facing a master as unfathomable as Xiong Fei, Meng Zhao has no right to be arrogant. He must be extremely careful and cautious.

Cai Qi was hiding under another big tree, sitting with his knife in his arms, his eyes hazy as he looked at the dark sky, lost in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, finally, a majestic figure appeared at the end of the road.

The man was dressed in a black samurai outfit, wearing a crown. He was tall and burly, over 1.9 meters tall, and not a skinny stick. Instead, his muscles were bulging and hard, like marble.

His aura was also extraordinary. He walked with his head held high and chest out, looking around with great poise, like a lion surveying its territory, exuding domineering power.

As for his appearance, he has a square face and a dignified appearance. He is not handsome, but he is definitely not ugly either. However, his eyes are bright and captivating.

"What a majestic and imposing man! His appearance is truly impressive. If he were to join the army, he would almost certainly become a general capable of slaying enemy generals and capturing enemy flags."

Meng Zhao glanced at it and secretly praised it in his heart.

Moreover, judging from his appearance alone, Xiong Fei showed no signs of ferocity whatsoever; on the contrary, he exuded an upright and honorable air.

Before anyone knew it, Xiongfei had reached the middle of the road and suddenly stopped.

He frowned, noticing something, and glanced around. Due to the dim light and the shade of the trees, he couldn't find Meng Zhao and Cai Qi, but he still spoke up.

"Which hero is hiding in front of you? This is not the behavior of a true man. Come out and explain yourself clearly, and what is the matter!"

Its sound was loud and long, startling a large flock of wild birds into flight across the vast wilderness, their fluttering wings blotting out the sky, and countless feathers falling down.

However, these things that landed beside Xiong Fei were repelled by an invisible force, keeping his body clean and tidy. Or rather, he was indeed an extremely cautious person, afraid that someone might take this opportunity to poison him, so he would not get contaminated by these filth.

Meng Zhao remained motionless, positioned as a backup or support player. Cai Qi was the one facing off against him, a decision made by the two of them.

A moment later, Cai Qi, wearing a mask and holding a long sword, leaped from the shade of a tree and landed in the middle of the road, opposite Xiong Fei.

The difference in size alone gives the impression of a vast disparity in strength, not to mention the extremely fierce contrast in their auras.

Although Cai Qi's imposing manner is like a long sword with its sharp edge fully displayed, Xiong Fei is like a majestic mountain peak, standing there. No matter how sharp your mere long sword is, it is nothing before the vast and boundless mountain peak.

Meng Zhao was also slightly moved. Aura doesn't represent everything, but it often reflects a person's spirit, inner strength, and martial arts.

No wonder Cai Qi, with his extraordinary martial arts skills, which can be described as unfathomable, never dared to hunt down Xiong Fei alone. It turns out that Xiong Fei was such a remarkable person.

He is indeed an extraordinary person. His heart is like a mountain, firm and unshakable. With such spirit, coupled with his powerful and domineering martial arts, it is no wonder that even Zheng Lie, the Heavenly Fire, could not defeat him in a short time. He is truly formidable.

When Xiongfei saw the man in front of him hiding his head and acting suspiciously, his bright eyes were filled with confusion.

"Who are you, and why are you blocking my way? Have I offended you in some way?" Cai Qi slowly drew his long sword. With a crack, his energy surged outwards, shattering the scabbard. This signified that he would either succeed or die trying, showing that he was determined to kill Xiong Fei.

As for why he had such a strong killing intent and why he was so resolute, Meng Zhao didn't know, and Xiong Fei was probably a little confused.

This isn't important. Unless Cai Qi is an idiot who's been fooled, his murderous intent must have its own reasons.

Xiong Fei naturally sensed the other party's resolute killing intent, and his expression darkened as he fell silent.

Because he already knew very well that the other party's purpose in stopping him here today was to kill him. As for the reason or anything else, they would never say it unless he could capture the other party alive.

But this is probably not easy. First, the opponent's aura is quite impressive and his martial arts skills are not weak. Second, the opponent's will is so resolute that he probably has the mindset of "better to die than live." It would be quite difficult to capture such a person alive.

In addition, and most importantly, Xiongfei always had a vague feeling that someone was secretly observing him, but this feeling was very vague and inaccurate, so he could only secretly be more vigilant.

"Fine, since you won't talk, then we'll capture you and interrogate you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Fei lunged at Cai Qi.

Although his movements weren't particularly fast, they were straightforward and his steps were like those of a thousand troops, displaying extraordinary spirit that was awe-inspiring and inspiring. He was quite remarkable.

Upon reaching Cai Qi, Xiong Fei reached out and grabbed, unleashing an incredibly powerful surge of energy from his palm. The energy transformed into a large net, enveloping Cai Qi entirely within it.

Cai Qi let out a sharp whistle, and the blade, like a halo of light, split into thirty-three blade lights in an instant. Not only did it shatter the Qi energy net, but it also directly targeted Xiong Fei's vital points.

However, Xiong Fei's martial arts skills were by no means simple. The moment he realized that his opponent's martial arts skills were extremely high, he changed his palm into a fist. His fist, which was the size of a sandbag, shimmered with the color of blue iron and had a faint metallic luster.

With a thunderous roar, the iron fist shattered the magnificent blade light, and continued its relentless assault on Cai Qi.

He was completely unafraid of the long knife in Cai Qi's hand.

This is one of the foundations of Xiongfei's martial arts, and also one of his biggest problems: his iron fist that can sweep in all directions, known as invulnerable to swords and spears, and possessing immense strength.

Cai Qi dared not confront him head-on. His knife moved freely, light and nimble as the wind, brushing against Xiong Fei's fist and slashing at his elbow. At the same time, he unleashed a burst of energy from his feet, creating a huge crater. The soil was splashed up by the energy and rushed towards Xiong Fei's face, obscuring his vision.

Although Xiong Fei's vision was obstructed, his intuition was sharp. In an instant, he retracted his arm, turned his fist into a finger, and with a flash of inspiration, flicked it onto Cai Qi's longsword, producing a crisp ringing sound.

Cai Qi's body trembled, and his face beneath the mask turned deathly pale.

The Cai family's Wind Blade Calamity has always been known for its extreme lethality and cutting power. However, in terms of internal energy accumulation and domineering power, it is far inferior to other internal energy techniques. Therefore, Cai Qi's own power is also far inferior to Xiong Fei's.

Don't be fooled by Xiong Fei's seemingly light flick of his finger on Cai Qi's blade. In reality, it contained a subtle aspect of his internal energy, a delayed burst of power, a three-hit combo, using the longsword as a vehicle to invade Cai Qi's meridians.

If the Cai family's Wind Blade Calamity weren't also exquisitely crafted and incredibly powerful, this single finger strike, while perhaps not determining the victor, would certainly not have resulted in a simple change in expression; serious injury would have been a very common occurrence.

At the very moment of contact, Xiong Fei's expression changed slightly, and he slashed at Cai Qi with a meaningful intent.
"Your martial arts are like the Cai family's Wind Blade Calamity. Which member of the Cai family are you?"
My relationship with the Cai family has always been one of mutual respect and non-interference. Please clarify whether there's a misunderstanding regarding today's events.

Honestly, as an observer, Meng Zhao found Xiong Fei's character and demeanor to be quite remarkable, and his intuition was also extremely sharp.

Sensing the characteristics of Cai Qi's internal energy, which instantly matched the martial arts of the various families in the county, they confirmed it was the Cai family's Wind Blade Calamity.

Having confirmed that the person was from the Cai family, Xiongfei did not continue the life-or-death struggle, but instead tried to resolve the situation.

He was not afraid of death, after all, he already had the upper hand. But the Cai family was by no means a small or insignificant family. Killing a member of the Cai family would still be very troublesome.

Most importantly, Xiongfei didn't think he had any irreconcilable grudges with the Cai family, so why would the Cai family want to kill him?

Was it simply one person's personal act, or did the entire Cai family hate him to the bone and want to take his life?

That's why, even with the upper hand, he hoped Cai Qi could calm down and make his point clear.

Cai Qi's voice was hoarse as he spoke.

"This has nothing to do with the Cai family. It's my personal grudge. You once killed someone who saved my life. I could only kill you to avenge him. That's all. No need for further explanation!"

Although Cai Qi's words contained limited information, they made the matter very clear.

Today's assassination attempt has nothing to do with the Cai family; it's purely a personal grudge.

In fact, Cai Qi and Xiong Fei had no personal grudges; it was simply out of gratitude.

Xiong Fei felt somewhat helpless; this was the reason why people in the martial world were often powerless to control their own destiny.

He killed someone, and it's only natural for someone to avenge the dead.

Whether the Cai family will avenge him for killing him today is an unknown.

Once you enter the world of martial arts, it's like entering a deep sea; grudges and favors are beyond your control.

That's it.

Xiong Fei's gaze underwent a startling change, and a terrifying killing intent condensed between his brows.

Although it still looked the same, its ferocity and terror were now far greater than before.

"Haha, that's good. Xiongfei, you withstood ten moves from Zheng Lie's Heavenly Fire that day. I'm curious, what would you do if there were an eleventh move?"

Seeing Xiongfei's murderous intent, Cai Qi was not frightened at all. On the contrary, he remained calm and even asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

Today, either he or Xiong Fei will die. Some things, if not clarified, will ensure the truth is never heard again. (End of Chapter)