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The next morning, Dugu Yifeng lived in a small courtyard.

Dugu Yifeng was already cultivating before the sun had fully risen.

He had been practicing like this for six years. With the memories of his previous life, Dugu Yifeng knew that diligence was the most important factor in cultivating martial arts. No matter how much talent one had, one had to have great perseverance and painstaking cultivation in order to achieve great fortune.

After a while, the sun slowly rose and the purple gas was almost all gone. Dugu Yifeng could feel that the amount of purple gas he could absorb was becoming less and less, almost to the point where he couldn't absorb it anymore.

"After breaking through Fighter 2-dan, the speed at which I absorbed purple qi has increased by a lot!" Dugu Yifeng sighed in his heart. He sighed to himself, "Even if this speed is much faster, it still can't be compared to the speed of my previous life."

"However, this blood jade is almost done absorbing spiritual energy. My speed should be able to recover to the speed of my previous life, maybe even faster!"

Opening his eyes, Dugu Yifeng began to demonstrate his boxing style in the small courtyard. This boxing style was extremely powerful and had a very righteous aura. This was the famous' Shaolin Vajra Subduing Fist '.

Just as he was about to perspire, he took up the sword that was placed in the corner and started to practice the sword technique. The sword technique was the complete opposite of the fist technique and looked extremely elegant, anyone who was familiar with the sword technique would not think that it was the Thirteen Swords of the Gods Sect created by the Martial Ancestor, Zhang Sanfeng.

There were a total of thirteen moves to this sword technique. The place where the sword stabbed out was none other than the enemy's Shenmen acupoint. After being struck by the sword, the enemy's palm would no longer have the slightest bit of strength and would become a very fierce sword technique.

Dugu Yifeng had created this cultivation method. In his opinion, no martial artist could find the weapon they needed under any circumstances. At this time, his best weapon was his own fist. Therefore, Dugu Yifeng had conveniently practiced the Demon Subduing Vajra Fist.

After the practice of a set of sword technique was completed, Dugu Yifeng's breathing had already stabilized. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sounds of a quarrel coming from the hall.

"Hmm? "What's going on!?" Doubtful, Dugu Yifeng put away the sword in his hand and walked towards the main hall.

When he arrived at the main hall, he saw that his father, Dugu Yulong, and his mother were also rushing over from another direction.

This was a bulky middle-aged man Dugu Yifeng saw standing in the middle of the hall. He immediately recognized this man as the father of the person he had taught a lesson to yesterday, Li Hongze. It seems I've hit the small one until the old one comes out! However, anyone who wants to bully me will have to consider their own weight first! " With a snort in his heart, Dugu Yifeng walked towards the old man …

At this moment, Li Xing suddenly saw Dugu Yifeng walking over. A hint of gloominess flashed across the corner of his eyes.

"Hmph, Dugu Yifeng, you actually dare to come over!?" Accept your death! " When the middle-aged man saw Dugu Yifeng walking towards him, a furious expression appeared on his face. He suddenly sent a palm strike towards Dugu Yifeng.

That cold palm attack was aimed straight at Dugu Yifeng's chest. One could tell that it was an uneasy and kind attack. If this palm were to hit Dugu Yifeng in the chest, he would have at least broken a few ribs.

Dugu Yifeng reacted quickly as well. Circulating his inner force, he prepared to defend himself. His eyes suddenly shifted to his father's actions behind him. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he changed his defensive posture to an offensive one.

Just as Li Xing was about to hit Dugu Yifeng with his palm, he felt a sharp fist energy attack towards him from behind and hurriedly withdrew his palm to hit Dugu Yifeng. At this time, Dugu Yifeng, who was right in front of him, suddenly attacked and with a leap, punched him in the chest.

Li Xing hadn't even fallen to the ground yet.

"Slash ~ ~"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the corner of his mouth began to bleed.

"Good, good, good. What a good Dugu Yifeng!" Li Xing's face was pale. He suddenly turned around and said viciously to Dugu Yulong, "Dugu Yulong, your son severely injured my son and is now bedridden. How dare you attack me today. Good. Good. We'll see what happens in the future!" He suddenly ran outside.

When Dugu Yifeng saw Li Xing escape, he did not stop him and instead went up to his parents.

"Yifeng, are you alright? Are you hurt?" It was his mother, Shangguan Xue Tong who immediately stepped forward and examined Dugu Yifeng closely, fearing that he might be hurt.

"Mother, it's alright, I'm not injured." Dugu Yifeng's heart warmed up as he hurriedly comforted his mother.

"Yifeng, what's going on?" Dugu Yulong asked Dugu Yifeng after the housekeeper sent away the servants who had heard the commotion. His tone was flat. Although Dugu Yulong had some doubts in his heart, he had chosen to believe in his son, who had been incomparably sensible since he was young.

"Father!" Dugu Yifeng first responded to his father, then began to narrate to his father what happened yesterday evening when he returned.

After a long time, "Hahaha..." After listening to Dugu Yifeng's story, Dugu Yulong suddenly smiled happily and said, "Yifeng, you did a good job. To anyone who tries to bully us, you must beat him up!"

"Yulong, this Li Xing is in cahoots with the Sky Tyrant Martial School in the city. If we hurt him, would we …!?" Shangguan Xue Tong looked a little worried, her voice getting softer and softer.

That Li Xing had colluded with the number one martial arts building of Eastern Rock City. Dugu Yifeng was also a bit worried. He still remembered the scene from six years ago.

That day, the village was suddenly surrounded by the infamous bandits of the Fierce Demon Stronghold. That bandit rushed into the village and attempted to kill and rob them. The people here were all ordinary mountain hunters, how could they resist with force?

At this moment, Dugu Yifeng's father, Dugu Yulong, suddenly took action and repelled the bandit leader. However, they were threatening the villagers with their lives, demanding the money. In desperation, Dugu Yulong had no choice but to take out the money, calm down the storm, and protect the people of the manor.

Later on, there were rumors in the manor that the Tyrant Heavens Martial Arts School colluded with the Fierce Demon Stronghold, and one of the nephews of the Li family was highly regarded by the Fierce Demon Stronghold. He cultivated martial arts there, and since then, no family dared to offend the Li family, while Li Hongze was even more arrogant.

Dugu Yulong smiled lightly and said, "It's okay. The Sky Tyrant Martial School can't do anything to me!"

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said to his father, "Father, tomorrow Uncle Han and the others plan to go to Eastern Rock City and sell off the fur they sent and also change it into some salt and other stuff. I also want to go with them."

"Oh, what's the matter with the city?" Dugu Yulong asked.

"Father, I need to buy a sword. Besides, I haven't been to the city for a long time!"

"Okay, you can go now." Dugu Yulong replied. "That's right, remember to go to the housekeeper to get some money."

"Understood, Father!"

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