The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

Lu Jin's words resonated throughout the entire village like a thunderbolt, causing a hint of surprise to flash across Jiang Feng's slightly dark face.

How can someone reach the Ming Jin level in less than a month of martial arts training?

He thought Lu Jin was only good at talent, and that Xiong Yan's fate was unknown, which was why Lin Tianzheng took him in as a personal disciple, but that he wasn't that strong.

Just now, he was only thinking of using half of his strength, but now, his brows were furrowed, and he had to go all out.

Yang Changqing, on the other side, narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Tianzheng's smug expression with slight surprise.

"Tianzheng, I misjudged you. Your disciple is indeed extraordinary. But since the young man wants to spar, let's have a match."

Lin Tianzheng smiled, a hint of pride flashing across his face, and sat down next to Yang Changqing, accepting the tea that Yang Changqing offered him.

"You didn't even wait for me to finish speaking before I told you that he could lead our Miao village out of this mountain."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with the mountains. At least they're quiet and peaceful, whereas outside there's constant war." Yang Changqing took a sip of tea and changed the subject: "But leaving the mountains opens up a whole new world for us."

"The clan leader has arrived."

Both of them possessed top-tier internal strength, and they immediately sensed any movement in the distance. Upon closer inspection, they saw a dense mass of people suddenly appearing on the mountain path.

The leader was none other than Xiong Ying, the Miao village chief who had gone out to search for mountains; his imposing figure was eye-catching.

He moved like the wind and spotted Lu Jin as soon as he arrived at the village. He had heard that Lu Jin had been brought here by Lin Tianzheng, so he rushed over immediately.

His eyes held a hint of ferocity and madness; he had a gut feeling that Lu Jin was inextricably linked to the death of his son, Xiong Yan.

I came here to inquire and see if I could find any clues.

His son cannot die without a clear explanation, and his body cannot be found.

"Clan leader, since you're here, why not watch the juniors spar?" Yang Changqing took out a teacup, filled it with tea, slammed it on the table, and with a sudden burst of strength, pushed it through the air.

The teacup flew towards the eagle with lightning speed, only to be caught firmly by the eagle's sharp five talons. The eagle poured the teacup into its mouth and immediately exclaimed in amazement.

"Good tea. The High Priest's tea-brewing skills are getting better and better."

"Clan leader, as I said before, the life and death of a corpse driver are a matter of courage and fate. You already knew this before. Please accept my condolences."

Lin Tian clapped his hand, and a wooden chair inside the village was pushed forcefully next to Xiong Ying. Xiong Ying stared at Lu Jin and Jiang Feng for a few moments, but in the end, he did not make a move. Instead, he pulled over the chair and sat down.

Many young people from the Miao village gradually gathered at the entrance of the village. Those who knew Lu Jin were slightly surprised by the scale of his gathering.

"Is Brother Lu Jin going to spar with Brother Jiang Feng?"

"It seems like Brother Lu Jin hasn't been practicing martial arts for very long, but his talent is very strong. He searched the mountain for almost a day, so it's worth it to see this kind of sparring!"

Neither Lu Jin nor Jiang Feng expected that such a large audience would suddenly appear during their supposedly closed-door sparring session; neither of them could afford to lose.

After all, the high priest and the corpse driver are two very important figures in the Miao village. If their disciple loses, it is the master's face that is lost.

Jiang Feng took the lead, assuming a stance with one leg forward and both hands in the classic Tai Chi starting position of "Lifting Knee and Twisting Step," his muscles, hidden beneath his Miao clothing, suddenly bursting forth.

boom!

A thunderous sound echoed in the air as Jiang Feng transformed into a bolt of lightning and struck Lu Jin, his arms resembling two massive hammers.

Most people have a stereotype about Tai Chi, believing that it uses the principle of using the opponent's force against them and overcoming the hard with the soft, so they think its style is weak and feeble.

That is completely wrong.

Tai Chi is incredibly powerful and forceful. Those who learn this style must ensure that they are strong enough to use the opponent's force against them.

Jiang Feng unleashed the Tai Chi Banlan Chui, his two fists striking like heavy hammers. Lu Jin dodged to the side and seized the fist with one arm. However, Jiang Feng's hand was incredibly slippery. With a slight turn of his body, he launched another deadly attack at Lu Jin's face.

Tai Chi! Grasping the Sparrow's Tail!

In an instant, the fist belt made a whistling sound, Lu Jin's pupils shrank, and he stomped the ground hard, using the force of the ground's recoil to transfer power to his arm.

Instead of advancing, they retreated and launched a fierce attack on Jiang Feng's arm.

Eight Extremes! Single Ram Top!

boom!

The two collided with a ferocious explosion, and the force immediately raged, causing tiny cracks to appear on the ground beneath them.

At the same time, Jiang Feng felt a huge tingling sensation in his arm, and his blood rushed back into his throat. He immediately used Lu Jin's strength to retreat dozens of steps, squatted down in a horse stance, stabilized his breathing, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"He's got this much skill after just one month of martial arts training? No wonder Uncle Lin said he could protect the entire Miao village in the future."

"However, the future is yet to come!"

Jiang Feng had his own pride. Even though he acknowledged that Lu Jin was very talented, he didn't want to lose.

Progressive block and punch!

"Well done!"

Lu Jin's eyes blazed with fervor. He had finally met a worthy opponent of his own age. His spine swayed like a dancing dragon, and his breathing was adjusted by Lu Jin.

His arms were like spears, charging and crashing, his "Standing Cannon" attack was a powerful forward parry and punch, but in the next second, Lin Tianzheng frowned, "My Bajiquan skills are still not good enough, this is bad."

Sure enough, just as the two moves were about to clash, Lu Jin saw a slight smile appear on Jiang Feng's lips.

"You were careless."

In a flash, Jiang Feng suddenly changed his move, and Wild Horse Mane shot out from his hand, aiming straight for Lu Jin's ribs.

If this place were to suffer a heavy blow, Lu Jin would be immediately defeated.

Lu Jin reacted swiftly, parrying to the side, but Jiang Feng changed his move again, unleashing terrifying force in both hands. He instantly grabbed Lu Jin's clothes at the waist, lifting him off the ground, causing many onlookers to gasp in surprise.

At this moment, Yang Changqing smiled and lifted the lid of the teapot, blowing cold air onto the hot tea. In his view, the victory was already secured.

At this moment, Lu Jin sensed something was wrong. His feet left the ground, finding no foothold, and he slammed them down. Jiang Feng was pressing his advantage, and he was bound to lose.

"I'm still not strong enough!"

In an instant, Lu Jin stretched out his legs and suddenly clamped them around Jiang Feng's neck, unleashing a burst of force that caused Jiang Feng's expression to change drastically.

The moment he slammed Lu Jin's body down, the immense inertia combined with the force of Lu Jin's legs caused him to stumble, immediately performing a somersault before crashing to the ground with Lu Jin, making a dull thud.

This left everyone present dumbfounded; Jiang Feng's killing move had been countered by Lu Jin.

A carp leaps up!

Lu Jin was even faster, stomping his foot on the ground, causing cracks to appear, and with his right arm bent at the elbow, he charged towards Jiang Feng at terrifying speed with the help of his swift steps.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng quickly steadied his breathing. In the blink of an eye, there was no time to dodge. He wanted to neutralize the force of Lu Jin's attack.

The next second!

boom!

The immense force slammed into his arm, then suddenly penetrated his internal organs, causing Jiang Feng's pupils to dilate and his blood and qi to surge.

"How come, even though we both use the same Ming Jin technique, his strength is so much greater than mine! He's also faster and has a stronger defense."

Jiang Feng was quite shocked and couldn't understand it at all. He quickly defended with one hand, but he saw Lu Jin's figure pouncing like a hungry tiger.

Bajiquan! A fierce tiger climbs the mountain!

With an elbow turned into a fist, his right arm slammed down like a thousand pounds. Jiang Feng was in pain, causing his center to open wide. Lu Jin's left arm muscles bulged wildly, and he thrust his arm straight in with his five fingers spread, using the "lifting" concept of Bajiquan to aim directly at Jiang Feng's jaw.

Boom!

A deafening sound rang out, and Jiang Feng's body was sent flying several meters away by Lu Jin's enormous force, before crashing to the ground, where debris immediately flew everywhere.

Suddenly, the village was filled with deathly silence.

Yang Changqing's scalding tea had already dripped onto Lu Jin's clothes, but he was completely unaware, staring at Lu Jin in disbelief.

Lin Tian, ​​who was standing next to him, froze in mid-air with his hands holding the teacup. He had thought that Lu Jin was going to lose this sparring match. After all, in his opinion, Lu Jin's Bajiquan was not yet good enough. He would go back and give him some more pointers. Before long, he would easily defeat Jiang Feng.

But now, it seems that Lu Jin can defeat Jiang Feng easily without his guidance, taking no more than ten moves.

Chieftain Eagle suddenly opened his eyes wide, his breathing becoming rapid. With Lu Jin's strength, killing his son would be a piece of cake.

Although there is no evidence, Lu Jin is highly suspected.

"Thank you for showing mercy."

Jiang Feng struggled to his feet and twisted his neck. Lu Jin hadn't used his full strength in his last move, otherwise his neck would have been broken by now.

"Thank you for your concession."

Lu Jin stared intently into Jiang Feng's eyes, seeing not a trace of resentment, but rather excitement, fervor, and a frenzied fighting spirit. Only then did he glance at his own retina.

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (500/1000)

Experience bar skyrockets!

This made Lu Jin quite happy; it was truly an exhilarating battle.

"Clap clap clap clap".

Yang Changqing snapped out of his daze and broke the silence by applauding Lu Jin.

"Now I believe that you will be able to lead our Miao village out of the deep mountains in the future."

"Not just deep in the mountains." Lu Jin stood with his fist clenched, his voice firm and resolute, his expression radiating unparalleled confidence. "The Miao village is too small, the world is vast. Give me time, and I will stand at the top of the world."

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