"Little friend Mu! The secret place of the Red Star Martial Emperor is one of the top training holy places in the Red Star Kingdom. I don't know how many Martial Lords, even the Martial Emperor covets it! Don't you feel attracted to it?"
Yan Yuhuan hurriedly persuaded, but his face was quite nervous, for fear that Mu Feng would not agree.
Mu Feng sneered and said, "Of course I'm moved! But asking me to steal Emperor Wu's things, isn't that nonsense?"
The Martial Emperor is the third highest among the four martial arts realms. With just a raise of your hands and feet, you can move mountains, fill seas, and swallow rivers and mountains.
Such a strong man could wipe out Mu Feng with just a snap of his fingers.
"Hey! I told you it's not stealing. This is fine. You try your best. No matter whether you succeed or not, I owe you a favor! How about it?"
Yan Yuhuan looked at Mu Feng expectantly, rubbing his hands continuously.
"How long until the Red Star Conference starts?"
Mu Feng asked rhetorically.
"About three years!"
Yan Yuhuan said without hesitation.
Mu Feng thought for a moment and said, "I can help you! But your favor is not enough!"
Yan Yuhuan was slightly happy in his heart, but said seriously on his face: "Little friend Mu! You can't be too greedy in life. After all, I was a strong Martial Emperor at my peak, and my favors are priceless!"
"That was your peak moment, and now you are not even a Martial Master!"
Mu Feng said bluntly.
Yan Yuhuan's head was full of black lines. Seeing Mu Feng's determined face, he frowned and said, "Then what do you want?"
"It's very simple! After the battle at Hanjiang Temple, I need you to accompany me to the Lihuo Kingdom and help me kill some people!"
Mu Feng said with murderous intent.
"So that's what happened!"
Yan Yuhuan showed a relaxed look and continued: "I have received the message you sent me. You were probably chased by Yu Feihong last time in the Lihuo Kingdom, right?
A mere second-level Martial King is not worthy of my action, but if you ask, I will accompany you!"
Mu Feng had a strange look in his eyes and said, "Do you think the last time I sent you a message, I was being chased by Yu Feihong?"
"The strongest person in the Lihuo Kingdom should be Yu Feihong. Could it be that there is someone else chasing you?"
Yan Yuhuan said in surprise.
"No! I went back this time to take revenge on Yu Feihong and the others!"
Mu Feng said calmly.
Yan Yuhuan frowned slightly. He always felt that there was something fishy in Mu Feng's words, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.
Yan Yuhuan didn't think much about it, and suddenly said: "You are still too weak now! In the Red Star Conference, let alone the top ten, it is difficult to even top a hundred! So in these three years, you still need to work hard
In cultivation, don’t let down all my hard work.”
Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this Red Star Conference a grand event for the younger generation?
Are all the young talents participating in this event so strong?"
Yan Yuhuan smiled lightly and said: "Don't underestimate the Lord's country! There are many peerless geniuses who are already high-level martial kings at a young age!"
"As far as I know, the most powerful genius recognized by the Red Star Kingdom has already entered the realm of the Martial Lord before he was twenty years old, and is the best in the past and present!"
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he was quite surprised in his heart. He could step into the realm of Martial Lord before he was twenty years old, and he could look forward to becoming a Martial Emperor in the future.
"When you settle the matter in the Lihuo Kingdom, I will take you to Youzhou in the Red Star Kingdom, where I have acquaintances!"
Yan Yuhuan said with a smile.
Next, after Mu Feng learned some matters about the Red Star Conference from Yan Yuhuan, he called the young novice monk and arranged a new wing room for him.
With only three days left before the duel with Zong Ming, Mu Feng plans to practice king-level martial arts in advance.
He didn't take Zong Ming seriously. What he feared was the Jinyan royal family and the Soul Evil organization behind Zong Ming.
For this, he must be fully prepared.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged in the room, carefully recalling the martial arts in his mind, and finally chose two medium-level king-level martial arts.
These two martial arts are "Ultimate Killing Sword Technique" and "Heaven and Earth Killing Fist".
The reason why he did not choose the king-level super martial arts was naturally because he was afraid that he would not be able to master it.
After all, the martial arts level is much higher than his cultivation level, and his spiritual energy can easily dry up and die during the process of using martial arts.
"Ultimate Killing Sword Technique" and "Heaven and Earth Killing Fist" are extremely killing martial arts. If practiced to the extreme, their power can be comparable to the king-level advanced martial arts.
Three days later, Hanjiang River was still filled with cold air.
But along the river where Hanjiang Temple is located, there is an endless stream of people.
When Zong Ming issued a letter of challenge to Mu Feng, he also announced it to everyone in the entire royal capital in a very high-profile manner.
Therefore, in just a few breaths, the news that Zong Ming challenged a mysterious boy spread throughout the streets and alleys of the royal capital.
"Who is this young man?
Among the younger generation in the capital, if Prince Yong Qian cannot come out, who will be Zong Ming’s opponent?”
"I have heard about this boy. It is said that he was rescued by the eldest lady of the Zong family. His origin is mysterious! He once broke into the Zuo family alone and forced Zuo Jin, the head of the Zuo family, to bow his head!"
"Despite this, I think Zong Ming is better in this battle. No matter how strong that young man is, how can he be stronger than Zong Ming?"
Many young people in the royal capital are all admirers of Zong Ming, and they subconsciously believe that Zong Ming will win this battle without any suspense.
On the central island of Hanjiang River, the pilgrims who had come to worship the Buddha a few days ago were 'invited' out one by one by the monks of Hanjiang Temple.
Although these pilgrims didn't understand the reason and were even a little angry inside, they didn't dare to do it again when they saw the serious look on the monk's face.
Under the arrangement of the monks, the pilgrims were sent off the island one after another by awning boats.
"Hey! Why are you driving me away? Hanjiang Temple never refuses guests. You are breaking the rules of Hanjiang Temple!"
At the entrance of Hanjiang Temple, a handsome young man was shouting loudly, and behind him was a beautiful maid.
"This donor! The Buddha King has ordered that there will be a great disaster here. If the donor does not leave, I am afraid his life will be in danger!"
A young novice stood in front of the handsome young man and said in a dilemma.
"He is also a pilgrim who comes to your Hanjiang Temple to worship Buddha, right?
Why didn't you drive him away instead of driving us away?"
The handsome young man had sharp eyes and pointed his fair right hand at a young man walking past the courtyard inside the door.
"He...he is from our temple!"
The little novice monk glanced at the young man behind him, his eyes rolling.
"Little monk! Monks don't lie. This person entered Hanjiang Temple with me a few days ago. How did he become a member of your temple?"
The handsome young man sneered again and again.
"This..." Cold sweat broke out on the little novice's forehead.
"What happened?"
In the courtyard, the young man heard the sound and came over, frowning and asked.
The young man was Mu Feng. He had just fully understood the "Ultimate Killing Sword Technique" and "Heaven and Earth Killing Fist" and was about to come out for some air when he saw this scene in front of him.
"Mu Feng! Do you still remember me?
I’m Gu Yingfa!”
The handsome young man quickly greeted Mu Feng.
Mu Feng frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Gu! Something big is going to happen here. You'd better leave quickly!"
Gu Yingfa said disapprovingly: "Are you talking about the decisive battle between Zong Ming and a mysterious boy?
What a big deal that is! Besides, Hanjiang Temple is protected by King Buddha, so there won’t be any danger!”