Chapter Twenty: Mysterious Iron Palm, Heavenly Dragon Dance

  Xu Yang's expression didn't change, but his words became increasingly sharp.

  "I know you're Xu Zhengming, so what?" Xu Yang said calmly. "Do you think that just because I report your name, I'll cry and shout to offer the Qí Stone to win your favor? You're wrong. In my eyes, you're no different from Xu Zhengtuo or Xu Zhengfei."

  "Farewell, self-satisfied Zhengming young master. The world doesn't revolve around you alone." Xuyang coldly threw out these words and walked away with the purchased medicine and rare stones.

  "You'll regret this!" Xu Zheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I swear, once you leave the Qianbao Pavilion, you'll be kneeling down to beg me!"

  Xu Yang's response was a shrug of his shoulders as he walked directly out of the Qianbao Pavilion.

  Watching Xu Zhengming rush out in a flurry, Qingyun suddenly felt a tightness in her heart and hurriedly ran back to the inner court. She had to inform Li Yurong of this news. After all, Young Master Xu was someone that Xiao Junhou valued highly.

  In the pavilion, under the sparse peach branches, there was a pavilion. In the pavilion, a white-clad young man and a woman in a lake-green long skirt sat opposite each other, who were Li Wang and Li Yu Rong.

  "If it weren't for personal experience, it's really hard to imagine that this ordinary medicine can be comparable to the effect of a spiritual healing medicine," Li Yurong's eyes flashed with surprise, her slender fingers pinched up a small amount of light red medicinal powder, lightly smelling the faint pungent aroma. "Now, I somewhat understand why you, Ah Wang, are so attentive to that Xu Yang. He is indeed an extraordinary person."

  Li Wang was somewhat disappointed and said: "Did he just bring ordinary medicine?"

  Li Yurong smiled slightly: "What do you think? A Xuan disciple, able to refine such high-quality ordinary medicine, is already quite good. After all, he has not yet advanced to the rank of Xuan Master and cannot use Xuan power to ignite the fire, making it difficult to refine top-grade spiritual medicine."

  He let out a soft sigh, and Li Wang said: "It's my fault. However, Xu Yang is indeed a talented person. As long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Li family, try to get along with him if possible."

  A sudden knock at the door came, and Li Yurong's delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, saying: "Could it be Qingyun again? What could she want?"

  The door opened and Qingyun rushed over hastily: "Young Master Hou, Yurong sister, it's not good! Mr. Xu Zhengming and Mr. Xu Yang are likely to fight!"

  "What?" Lí Wàng sprang up with a "swoosh" sound, "In the territory of Qiānbǎo Gé, Xǔ Zhèngmíng actually dared to commit murder?"

  Qingyun explained, "It wasn't at the Qianbao Pavilion. Master Xu Yang ignored Master Xu Zhengming's threats and stepped out of the pavilion. I saw Master Xu Zhengming chasing after him." She recounted the details of their dispute from start to finish.

  Li Yurong asked, "Ah Wang, what to do? Xu Zhengming is a genuine and authentic Xuan Shi level, the third generation of the Xu family's outstanding talent. If Xu Yang offends him, he will definitely suffer greatly." Her intention was to inquire whether or not to take the risk of offending Xu Zhengming to assist Xu Yang.

  Xu Zhengming is different from his brothers Xu Zhengfei and Xu Zhengdang, he has exceptional abilities and a bright future ahead of him. It's likely that he will become one of the decision-makers in the Xu family in the future, so it's not a good idea to offend him now.

  Li Wang took a deep breath, and in his mind appeared Xu Yang's always calm and composed expression. He asked carefully: "Did Xu Yang leave the Qianbao Pavilion voluntarily?"

  Qingyun nodded: "That's right, no hesitation at all."

  Li Wang burst out laughing: "Alright, no need to panic. Let's go outside and take a look, maybe we can catch a good show."

  Li Wang led the way and walked ahead, while Qing Yun followed with some confusion. Li Yu Rong seemed to have understood something, lightly lifted her long skirt, and stepped forward to follow.

  Outside the Qianbao Pavilion, Xu Yang walked forward with a medicine box in his left hand and a cloth bag containing strange stones in his right hand. Behind him, Xu Zhengming's face turned iron-green as he rushed out of the door and quickly locked onto Xu Yang.

  "Stop right there!" Xu Zhengming bellowed, his feet propelling him forward with a sudden burst of speed that left Xu Yang in the dust. As a cultivator, he would never stoop to attacking someone from behind. He wanted to give Xu Yang a good thrashing, fair and square, and make this insolent wretch kneel before him and beg for mercy.

  "Now, you kneel down and beg me, it's too late!" Xu Zhengming's face was icy cold. "I will break every bone in your body, let everyone see the ugly sight of you rolling on the ground and groaning!"

  Xu Yang gently put down the medicinal materials and the strange stone, he knew that this was a big battle. Although he was almost invincible at the Xuantu level, his opponent was one level higher than him. The gap between Xuan Shi and Xuan Tu was not so easy to bridge. Moreover, Xu Zhengming held a high position in the Xu family and had received strict training since childhood, so the combat skills and mystic arts he learned were definitely much stronger than those of Xu Zhengfei.

  "A good dog does not block the way." Xuyang said coldly.

  Xu Zhengming's forehead bulged with blue veins, and he roared: "You're courting death!" His Xuanli burst forth, his palm suddenly doubling in size, turning iron-black, and striking down with great force.

  The power had not yet arrived, and a gust of evil wind rushed over first. Xu Yang's chest was slightly suffocated, his arms quickly formed a ball shape, constantly retreating backwards, while his palms simultaneously cut out flatly downwards, in front of Xu Zhengming's palm strength, eighteen defensive energies were rapidly constructed.

  "Bang", a light sound, Xu Zhengming's palm and Xu Yang's forearm solidified, both of them took a step back.

  A crowd had already gathered around, and upon seeing this scene, they couldn't help but let out disbelieving gasps. Xu Zhengming was a Xuan Shi realm cultivator, and just now he had used the mid-grade Xuan technique "Xuan Iron Palm", with a force of nearly 100 jin! But it was actually blocked by Xu Yang, who was only at the Xuan Tu realm, using an unusual move, resulting in both sides being evenly matched in their first exchange.

  Xu Yang's arm felt numb and sore, but his mind was firm. Xu Zhengming should have just entered the early stages of Xuan Shi, he had the complete ability to cope.

  Xu Zhengming's face was shocked, in his cognition, Xu Yang had been half dead and alive after being hit by this palm, at least half of the bones in his body were broken! But now it seems that he has taken a palm for himself, but nothing happened, which is really surprising.

  "Could he also be a Xuan Shi level, but used some secret method to conceal his aura, making me misjudge?" Xu Zhengming suddenly thought of a possibility and immediately dismissed it. "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Three months ago, he was just a Xuan Tu beginner! Even if he ate some kind of spiritual elixir, it's impossible for him to break through so quickly. But then how can I explain him withstanding my 'Xuan Iron Palm'?"

  Seeing the hesitant look on Xu Zhengming's face, Xu Yang sneered and rushed forward, throwing a punch! From his battle with Hong Xi, Xu Yang had cultivated an unshakeable conviction: as long as fighting was unavoidable, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he would cast aside all fear and charge forward bravely!

  Xu Zhengming hesitated and felt uneasy when facing weak opponents. His future achievements will definitely be limited, and he has no hope of reaching the Xuanzong realm in this life.

  Xu Zhengming saw Xu Yang suddenly take the initiative to attack, and his heart felt a void. His feet were already stepping on a subtle footwork, dodging and opening up at the same time, forcing himself to calm down and observe Xu Yang's strength.

  Xu Yang threw three punches in a row, but none of them touched even the corner of Xu Zhengming's clothes. Xu Zhengming, feeling proud and forgetting the embarrassment of being countered by Xu Yang's "Mystic Iron Palm", loudly jeered: "Hmph, even if your strength has increased greatly, what can you do? You still can't touch me!"

  Xu Yang smiled coldly and didn't respond. He had already recognized that Xu Zhengming was using a footwork technique called "Tian Yan You Long Bu". As someone who knew this technique very well, Xu Yang calculated in his mind and figured out the four possible directions his opponent would move next.

  Xu Yang feigned a punch, which Xu Zhengming barely dodged. Just as the latter was about to mock him, he felt a sharp pain in his waist and received a heavy blow! Before he could react, a series of pains hit his chest, waist, and abdomen, striking him repeatedly, causing him to stumble backward.

  He stumbled back seven or eight steps before regaining his footing, staring at Xu Yang with a look of utter shock. This "Tian Yan You Long Bu" was a footwork technique that he had practiced for three months on the plum blossom stakes and had only just begun to master, known as an entry-level earth-grade step method, yet it had been broken through by a single strike from a mid-stage Xuan disciple!

  "He really hid his strength!" Xǔ Zhèngmíng's face looked unpleasant, able to see through the Earth Step Technique, Xǔ Yáng's strength was absolutely not at the Mystic Scholar level!

  Just then, a clear voice came: "Two gentlemen, please do not fight in front of the Qianbao Pavilion. This is a place for doing business, would you please make way?"

  Following the sound and looking over, a white-clothed handsome young man stood smiling, it was indeed Young Master Li Wang.

  "They have met Young Master Hou." Xu Zhengming and Xu Yang paid their respects together.

  Xu Zhengming backed down the donkey path: "Since Young Master Hou has spoken, then I'll spare his life and settle this another day." He couldn't gauge Xu Yang's strength and was uncertain in his heart, so he naturally didn't want to continue fighting. If word got out that Xu Zhengming couldn't even handle a useless member of the family, wouldn't it be a loss of face?

  "Xu Yang, a month later, the family will have a big comparison, and I will naturally settle accounts with you." Xu Zhengming threw down a ruthless remark, told Li Wang of his crime, and strode away with a wave of his sleeve.

  Xu Yang cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, young master, for saving me."

  Li Wang looked at him deeply and smiled: "Even if I didn't show up, you wouldn't be afraid of Xu Yang, would you?"

  Xu Yang didn't say a word. Facing Xuan Shi's initial Xu Zhengming, he could defend himself, but wanting to recreate his opponent was very difficult.

  Just now, Xu Yang seized the flaw in Xu Zhengming's footwork and hit him with six punches in a row! However, these six punches only made Xu Zhengming feel pain for a moment. It was impossible to cause serious injury. Although Xu Zhengming was only at the initial stage of Xuan Shi, he already had the power of Xuan Li protecting his body, and his ability to withstand physical attacks was far beyond that of an ordinary Xuan disciple.

  To quickly enhance his strength! Xu Yang has already prepared for the second medicine bath after returning home, he wants to successfully cultivate "Rock Body" as soon as possible.

  Xu Zhengming returned home, thinking about the various things that had happened in this battle, and felt extremely resentful in his heart. He smashed all the cups and bowls with a loud crash.

  "What's wrong, Zhengming?" A familiar voice came from outside. Zhengming heard that it was his uncle Qinghe who lived next door, so he calmed down and opened the door to greet him.