The establishment of the Celestial Dynasty began with the bestowal of the title upon the River God.

The man with the uneven eyes wasn't tall or strong, but when he suddenly attacked, it was like a bear slapping its paw, startling Feng Jun so much that he almost forgot to dodge!

Feng Jun was somewhat prepared, retreating several meters to create distance between himself and his opponent, but he didn't engage the man with the uneven eyes. Instead, he looked towards Li Yi and shouted:

"What makes a newcomer like you qualified to join the Sentinel? How many people here are convinced? Li Yi, if you're a man, have a fight with me. I'm not saying you can beat Liu Zhongliang, but if you can't even beat me, Feng Jun, what right do you have to apply!"

Li Yi had been observing the tall man training his colleagues for a long time, and he was imitating him, forming ranks and building rapport with Li Erhu and the others, when he heard Feng Jun shout. He stopped and turned to look.

He remained silent, only his scrutinizing gaze was calm, indifferent, and persistent.

Those eyes made Feng Jun's heart tremble, yet he still mustered his courage and provoked, "Come on! Let your colleagues see what you're capable of!"

The man with the uneven eyes gritted his teeth in anger and roared, "Feng Jun, what's wrong with you! If you continue to misbehave, don't blame me for punishing you according to the law for slandering the military!"

Feng Jun tilted his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Sir, this is a matter between Li Yi and me, you don't need to interfere."

On the other side, the tall man did not try to dissuade him, but looked at Feng Jun with some pity in his eyes.

Li Erhu landed behind Li Yi and whispered, "Brother Yi, don't pay him any attention. The benefits are ours, let him be jealous."

Li Yi did not answer. He walked more than ten meters towards Feng Jun, and when he got there, he remained expressionless, only uttering two words, "Okay."

Five small flags gathered together, forming a circle about ten meters in diameter.

The man with the uneven eyes stood between the two, his brows furrowed with worry. He first glared fiercely at Feng Jun, then cast a complex look at Li Yi, a look that contained embarrassment, apology, but mostly pleading.

"Since both sides agree, let's settle this with a fight. After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, all grudges will be wiped clean. Is that acceptable?"

Feng Jun stared at Li Yi and nodded silently.

Li Yi remained silent, offering his hand in a gesture of support.

The people below whispered among themselves, discussing the matter animatedly.

"Feng Xiaoqi is quite experienced; he shouldn't be far from reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining, right?"

"What kind of body-forging method does Li Xiaoqi practice? I heard he hasn't been in the army for long..."

The man with the uneven eyes and the tall man gestured with their eyes to the surroundings, and the soldiers immediately shouted, each supporting one side, as if turning this feud into a normal competition.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate until a gust of wind swept across everyone's faces.

Upon hearing the news, Feng Jun acted swiftly, taking a step forward and throwing a punch straight at his opponent's left cheek.

Li Yi's eyes shifted slightly as he raised his left arm, blocking the punch with his wrist with ease. Then, his arm twisted like a snake, reaching out to Feng Jun's right shoulder and striking out with a palm.

With a dull thud, Feng Jun flew more than ten feet away, like a kite with a broken string.

He stretched his hands behind his head, pushed himself up, flipped backward, and stumbled back several steps until he crashed into the wall of people and finally regained his balance.

The palm strike just now was a common move from the "Jia Mu Sheng Yang Ji," which contains the following text:

The moves have form, but the methods are intangible. In my entire life, I have fought against others, but I have never comprehended any superior boxing techniques.

Charge, cleave, flick, lift, parry, block, dodge, hook;

Support, press, push, pat, grab, lock, sweep, lean;

Or, kick, stomp, trip, tug, shake, intercept, entangle, or lead.

That's all there is to it.

Later generations who practiced the "Jiamu Shengyang Collection" focused on ordinary fist and leg techniques. If they wanted to learn more variations and pursue a return to simplicity, they should go elsewhere.

Getting back to the main point, Feng Jun steadied himself against the human wall, his eyes filled with undisguised surprise, yet he was unwilling to give up, and charged forward again, throwing a straight punch.

Li Yi remained motionless, casually slapped his fist open, bent slightly, and punched Feng Jun in the lower abdomen. Feng Jun clutched his stomach in pain, knelt down, banged his head on the ground, and fainted.

Five small flags, more than forty soldiers, and more than forty mouths—all were completely silent.

Is this a contest between cultivators of the same realm?

Even the tall guy and the guy with the uneven eyes looked at each other in bewilderment.

They knew Li Yi would win easily, but they didn't expect it to be this easy.

Although Feng Jun's Qi of the stomach was not fierce enough, it was solid and heavy. Li Yi's cultivation of the early stage of Qi Refining was only halfway done, and he had even less time to temper his body. He knocked him unconscious with just two punches!

Feng Jun, I warned you long ago, why do you keep targeting Li Yi!

The man with the small eyes was filled with resentment. If it weren't for Feng Dachuan saving his life, he would have wanted to kill him.

The tall man coughed lightly, which made him realize what was happening. He quickly announced loudly, "Li Yisheng!"

With a glance, Xiao Yan'er signaled to the soldiers of Erqizhuang to drag Feng Jun away, and they dragged him directly back to the village.

The group resumed their drills amidst the reprimands of the two captains, but they couldn't stop secretly observing and talking among themselves.

The happiest people present were the three soldiers from Sanyi Village.

In the military, who wouldn't want to follow a powerful leader?

After Feng Jun's outburst, the man with the large and small eyes lost his will to train. He quickly dismissed the soldiers before sunset, pulled Li Yi aside, and stammered:

"Brother Li, Feng Jun is indeed dishonest. I think he is consumed by jealousy. Now that he has realized the difference in their abilities, I will punish him severely and he will surely come to his senses."

Li Yi slightly curved the corners of his mouth and comforted him, "Brother Gongsun, rest assured, the chapter between me and Feng Jun is closed."

The man with the uneven eyes looked completely bewildered, not thinking too much about it, and nodded repeatedly, "That's good, that's good..."

He traveled with Li Yi and the tall man, and they didn't part ways until they reached the official residence of Sanyi Village. They were so close that they wanted to rip their hearts out to each other.

The two captains rode back to the government office, continuing to berate Feng Jun with disappointment and frustration along the way.

"...I just don't understand, how can there be such a huge difference between us, even though we're both soldiers?"

The tall man initially felt both hate and pity for Feng Jun, but now he's come to a different perspective and quipped:

"Alright, getting angry is bad for your health. There are some things you can't understand right now, and don't get stuck on them. You said Feng Jun was influenced by the Wood element in his Liver, but aren't you yourself being swayed by the Earth element in your Spleen?"

The man with the uneven eyes was struck dumb, and after a long while, he sighed softly, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.

Meanwhile, back at Sanyi Village, Li Erhu was pestering Li Yi, praising him to the skies, only to be kicked away by his Yi-ge'er and told to go cook.

The people in the official residence had a lively meal. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Li Yi saw that it was getting dark and silently left the manor, heading towards the official residence in Erqi Village.

Feng Jun had just finished eating and showed no signs of having just woken up from a fainting spell.

After this ordeal, he not only did not succumb to despair, but seemed to be in a good mood, practicing martial arts and strengthening his body in the courtyard, fighting with great vigor.

Just as he was getting into the mood, footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard, which startled Feng Jun slightly.

With the dead of winter fast approaching, why are people still out and about this late at night?

Just as Feng Jun was about to open the door to take a look, he saw someone leap onto the wall and gracefully land in front of him.

Under the moonlight was a face that he both hated and feared.

He hurriedly picked up a rake and shouted at Li Yi, "What are you doing here!"