Chapter 29: A Difficult Victory

  After exchanging eight or nine moves, Jiang Yong saw that Mu Feng didn't show any signs of defeat at all, and he was also getting a bit anxious. Suddenly, he threw a punch to force his opponent back, and took the opportunity to retreat two steps.

  However, Jiang Yong did not stop there, but instead swung his fists wildly, conjuring up countless fist silhouettes, and emitting an astonishing aura.

  "Racing Horse Fist, the horse moves heaven and earth!"

  Mufeng recognized that this was the strongest attacking move in Ben Ma Quan, and it was the last of the three moves from half a year ago. Mufeng almost didn't block it, using "Ma Dong Qian Kun".

  However, after reaching the middle period of Lian Ti Realm's Great Perfection, Mu Feng no longer had the desperation of half a year ago. His superhuman keen senses also allowed him to detect Jiang Yong's fist path.

  Jiang Yong's breathing also became heavy as he used the "Ma Dong Qian Kun" move, this technique was a bit strenuous even for his current level of cultivation.

  Innumerable fist shadows seemed to form a mighty horse, galloping towards Mufeng with an aura that left everyone in the scene somewhat shocked.

  Meng Hu furrowed his brow, and a faint look of concern appeared on his face. Looking at this stance, it was not something that a mid-term cultivator in the Body Refining Realm could withstand. If Jiang Yong had used this move from the start, Liu Bing might not have been able to hold out for even one move.

  It's indeed worthy of being the number one family in Hong Feng Town, with abundant resources and a profound foundation, not something that these external forces can compare to.

  Mufeng is defeated! The people present also thought so in their hearts. Jiang Yong's move, relying solely on Mufeng's current strength, was impossible to withstand.

  Jiang Wu's face also revealed a smile again, being able to force his son to this extent, Mu Feng was not bad either. However, facing the Jiang family's ultimate skill, Mu Feng should have stopped at this point as well.

  But Mu Feng's performance was beyond everyone's expectations, not only did he not retreat, but instead took a big step forward, his fists like two iron rods, fiercely thrust into the shocking angry horse formed by the fist shadow.

  "Willow-shaped fist, vigorous willow breaks water!" Mu Chengzhi also recognized that this was one of the few powerful and fierce moves of the Willow Fist.

  Bang!

  A fierce gust of wind burst forth from the two men's clasped hands, sending all the gravel and dust on the ground flying outwards. Then, in the sight of everyone, the two figures also retreated backwards amidst the swirling dust, each taking more than ten steps back before stabilizing their stance.

  No difference!

  The entire scene fell silent. The faces of everyone present were filled with unbelievable expressions, and even Mu Chengzhi was no exception.

  Everyone present thought that Mufeng would lose, but no one expected that Mufeng would directly take on Jiangyong's fierce attack.

  The young man infamous for being a waste in Hong Feng Town, after fighting Jiang Yong, the most talented martial artist in town, ended up evenly matched. From today on, perhaps this reputation of being a waste can truly be shed.

  "Impossible!" Jiang Wu exclaimed in shock, as the helmsman of the Jiang family, he had never been so flustered before. He had always had great confidence in his son and the family's ultimate technique, but the result was far beyond his expectations.

  "How could this be?"

  Jiang Yong steadied himself, his heart filled with shock and dismay. Half a year ago, this move had almost sent Mu Feng flying, but now, half a year later, he could only manage to hold his own against the opponent, and that was using a top-grade Yellow Rank martial art.

  From the force transmitted from the opponent's fist just now, Jiang Yong also discovered that the power contained in the opponent's body was not weaker than his own at all. Half a year ago, the opponent could only barely withstand three moves of his own, but in just six months, the opponent's strength had increased so much.

  At this time, Mufeng also calmed down the surging Qi and blood in his body. The previous blow had used up all his strength to barely withstand it. It seemed that the genius young man of Hongfeng Town was not just a mere name.

  "Kid, looks like I underestimated you." Jiang Yong gazed at Mu Feng, a chill flashing across his face. This Mu Feng really made him detestable.

  "Can't you just not say some nonsense?" Murong Feng said with a soft laugh.

  "Let's see if you can still laugh afterwards." Jiang Yong's face sank, and he said coldly.

  Before his words had fallen, Jiang Yong once again violently stomped the ground and charged towards Mu Feng with a fierce aura. His fists transformed, bringing an even more overwhelming momentum that struck Mu Feng in the face.

  Fist winds came in waves, making the surrounding crowd feel a hint of oppression.

  "Racing Horse Fist, Ten Thousand Horses Galloping Wildly!"

  "Racing Horse Fist, Ten Thousand Horses Galloping!"

  Frenzied fist shadows chopped towards Mufeng's vital spots all over his body, without any signs of holding back. If Mufeng took just one punch, he would definitely suffer severe injuries.

  It seems that this talented young man has finally become enraged and for a moment, he used all his strength to try and knock down Mu Feng as soon as possible.

  "Willow Fist, Willow Sways with the Wind!"

  Mo Feng's face sank, and he also struck out with both fists, unleashing a willow-shaped fist that resolved Jiang Yong's nearly frantic offensive one by one.

  Under everyone's gaze, twenty moves passed in an instant, but Jiang Yong still showed no intention of stopping.

  "Twenty moves have passed, Jiang Yong, you lost!" Yang Zhan shouted loudly from the side. He was watching with a trembling liver and gallbladder. Jiang Yong's offense was extremely fierce, making his small heart hang in suspense, thumping wildly.

  But unexpectedly, neither Meng Hu nor Jiang Wu stopped them.

  Jiang Wu hopes that his son can defeat Mu Feng to regain some face, while Meng Hu and Mu Chengzhi want to see how strong Mu Feng's abilities are since he doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

  In the center of the arena, figures intersected, fists and palms broke through the air, the fight was extremely intense.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures, and they were also curious, who would win?

  However, they seemed to have forgotten that just a moment ago, most of them were convinced that Mu Feng would not last twenty moves in Jiang Yong's hands.

  The two figures fought more and more fiercely, the dull thud of fists and feet colliding, occasionally ringing out, making people's hearts skip a beat.

  After nearly a hundred moves, their breathing had also become extremely labored due to the exhaustion of physical strength, and their movements had slowed down.

  Everyone can see that both of them have become exhausted, now it's just a matter of who can hold on until the end.

  Jiang Yong felt a bitter taste in his heart, the talented young man who was often praised by others, today he couldn't even defeat a useless young man, and also lost the bet with his father, this made him even more ashamed.

  However, under such circumstances, Mu Feng, who has always been strong and resilient, is absolutely at an advantage. As the son of a wealthy family, Jiang Yong has had it easy in both his cultivation and daily life, having never experienced any real hardships or situations like this.

  Mufeng has always relied on his own hard work to achieve today's achievements, and he has also fought with countless wild beasts, so in this stalemate, he also has the upper hand.

  Meng Hu, Jiang Wu and the people around them also saw it, the scales of victory had begun to tilt towards Mu Feng, and the expressions on their faces were also becoming more colorful.

  After a hundred moves by both sides, the situation was completely reversed. What was originally Jiang Yong's offense and Mu Feng's defense had become Mu Feng's offense and Jiang Yong's defense.

  Jiang Yong secretly cursed his bad luck, he hadn't expected Mu Feng to be like a piece of sticky candy that couldn't be beaten to death or shaken off, and the other's physical strength seemed endless, punching out with such speed and power.

  "Willow Fist, Spring turns into green willows!"

  With a low shout from Mufeng, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and he violently charged forward, both fists swinging abruptly.

  Jiang Yong's face suddenly set, his palms shot out violently, dodging Mu Feng's fists and slapping towards his forearms.

  Unexpectedly, Mu Feng's arms slanted to one side with a very strange arc, avoiding Jiang Yong's palms, and his fists still fiercely pounded towards Jiang Yong.

  Jiang Yong was caught off guard and hastily withdrew his palm to block in front of his own chest.

  "Boom!"

  A surge of great power came from Mu Feng's fists, producing a massive impact sound. Jiang Yong finally couldn't withstand it and was directly blown away by the powerful force, flying out more than three zhangs far, and the two finally decided on victory or defeat.

  Jiang Yong was blown away, and Mu Feng also retreated several steps. A wave of weakness swept over him, and this battle had also exhausted all his energy, making the victory extremely difficult to achieve.

  Although everyone has seen Mu Feng's advantage in winning, when Mu Feng really defeated Jiang Yong, they still found it hard to accept for a while.

  Jiang Yong, the genius youth of Hong Feng Town, was surrounded by numerous halos and was an invincible existence among the youths of Hong Feng Town. However, he was defeated by Mu Feng, who had always been known as a good-for-nothing, which no one dared to believe.