Chapter Eighty-Four Outer Gate First Speed

  The package flew over, Ning Chong didn't go to pick it up, and let the package fall to the ground.

  The package scattered on the ground, and then everyone saw the things in the package clearly at a glance. They were all shocked and exclaimed one after another, because they had not expected that Ning Mofeng would give Ning Chongwar's gift as soon as he came up! What was Ning Mofeng's purpose for doing so? Was it to provoke Ning Chong?

  On the martial arts stage, Ning Chong looked at the scattered packages on the ground, a pair of bloody ears, and also slightly frowned, not understanding what Ning Mofeng meant.

  Ning Mo Feng let out a "heh heh" laugh, pointing at the package on the ground containing ears, and explained: "Ning Chong, several days ago, someone came to me, offering a huge reward, wanting me to take you down if I encountered you on the martial arts stage! Heh heh, what kind of person do they think I, Ning Mo Feng, am? This blind dog thing dared to try and bribe me?! I cut off his two ears on the spot, and brought them here today as a little gift for our match! How's that, are you satisfied with this gift? Hahahaha!"

  Upon hearing this, Ning Chong didn't show the slightest surprise. Since Ning Xing had bribed and instructed more than one person, it wasn't strange that he went to find Ning Mo Feng either. It could be inferred that if Ning Mo Feng had agreed at the time, with his strength, Ning Chong would have encountered him in the earlier rounds for sure.

  Just for this gift, Ning Mofeng is a man worth befriending. Ning Chong nodded and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Mofeng, for the gift! And thank you even more for slapping that old dog's face!"

  Ning Chong's voice was loud and clear, almost everyone present could hear it clearly. Ning Chong intentionally cast his gaze in the direction of Team Leader Ning Xingbi while speaking, instantly attracting countless gazes to focus on Ning Xingbi and others.

  "You little bastard!"

  Ning Xing's face turned iron-green and almost black, he suddenly stood up, his body trembling with rage, his eyes fixed on Ning Chong and Ning Mofeng with an extremely venomous gaze.

  Just as Ning Xing was about to lose his mind from anger, the Seventh Elder and Wang Long appeared before him.

  "Ning Xingbi, stop those shameful little actions of yours! Stop targeting Ning Chong!"

  The seven elders looked at Ning Xingbi, their faces cold and stern, with a tone of justice.

  Ning Xing glared at the Seventh Elder with a fierce and venomous gaze, finally digging his fingers into the armrest of his chair, leaving five deep finger marks. His face darkened, he sat back down with a huff, his eyes still gleaming with a poisonous light as they began to spin around, lost in thought.

  The host on the stage was not an elder, but a high-ranking family member of the Ning clan. The slight change naturally didn't attract much attention, and everyone's gaze only swept over the host on the stage for a moment before returning to the central martial arts arena, focusing on Ning Chong and Ning Mofeng who were about to engage in battle.

  "Haha, no need to thank me. Among all the people I've met in my life, you're the most disgusting! However, if you really want to show your gratitude... " Ning Mo said with a smile, slowly drawing his large knife from behind his back and pointing it at Ning Chong, "then go all out and have a fierce battle with me. Come on, draw your sword!"

  Go all out in this battle, it's inevitable, but to unsheathe... the "Unsheathing Technique" that I've mastered is one where you must see blood and death, so since it's not a fight to the death, let's just forget about it for now...

  Ning Chong smiled wryly and shook his head, saying: "Brother Mo Feng, please forgive me. I will definitely go all out in this battle, but for some reason, let's just forget about drawing swords for now!"

  A martial artist carrying a long sword, the strongest must be in the realm of the long sword. Such a martial artist, when fighting, has a sword but doesn't use it, this is clearly self-conceit, looking down on the opponent, thinking that the opponent isn't worthy of drawing their sword.

  Ning Chong didn't notice this, he originally wanted to explain why he couldn't draw his sword, but in Ning Mofeng's ears, it became Ning Chong looking down on him, not worth drawing his sword and exchanging blows with him.

  His face suddenly turned red with anger, Ning Mofeng said: "Good! Good! Since you won't draw your sword, then I'll force you to draw it!"

  Before the sound fell, Ning Mofeng had already swiftly dashed forward, swinging the large knife in his hand and pouncing towards Ning Chong with a fierce momentum like a tiger descending a mountain.

  "Take one of my knives first!"

  Ning Mo Feng's large knife shook in his hand and was already raised above his head, ruthlessly chopping down towards Ning's head.

  The sword had just moved, and before it even arrived, Ning Chun already felt the air being fiercely slashed open, a sharp and powerful aura enveloping his head.

  What a domineering knife technique! What a strong and fierce momentum!

  Ning's eyebrows twitched as he dodged the attack, his foot stomping on the ground. With a swift movement, he avoided Ning Mo's slashing knife that came down on him.

  "Good!"

  Ning Mo Feng clearly didn't expect to knock Ning Chong down with one slash, shouting as he swiftly turned his body, bringing the large knife in his hand to chase after Ning Chong who had dodged to the side.

  "Threefold Blade!"

  Ning Mo Feng's large knife in his hand suddenly shook violently in the air, creating three knife shadows that enveloped Ning Chong from three directions, ferociously chopping down.

  Hoo-hoo!

  It was the sound of wind again, Ning Mo's momentum was great and his power was sinking, a knife cut down from all angles, but before it could land, Ning Chong's body suddenly became ghostly and swift, disappearing from under Ning Mo's blade, leaving Ning Mo's knife to only cleave through the air.

  "Ahh! How detestable!"

  Ning Mo Feng felt ridiculed and furious, his face even more angrily red. He didn't hold back at all, the big knife in his hand swung wildly, making a mountain-shaking sound, fully unleashing the "Nine Tigers Breaking Gate Knife Technique". He closely followed Ning Chong's shadow, pursuing him to kill.

  For a time, Ning Mofeng's knife method was fierce and violent, the wind of the knife enveloped the entire field, only to kill with great fanfare. Unfortunately, Ning Mofeng's knife method was strong, but Ning Chong's body method was even more sinister and electric, not only swift, but also agile enough to amaze people.

  Ning Chong didn't clash head-on with Ning Mo Feng, but instead relied on his superior footwork to circle around the martial arts stage, effortlessly and freely. Even now, Ning Mo Feng still couldn't touch even a thread of Ning Chong's clothes, leaving him frustrated and shouting "Ah ah" in anger.

  The people under the stage looked on in shock and amazement, some of them couldn't help but laugh.

  "This Ning Chong is indeed deeply hidden and not revealing his true abilities, tsk tsk, this technique and speed, among the outer sect disciples, it's likely that only second place can be acknowledged, but it's hard for anyone to acknowledge first place!"

  "Yes, Ning Chong's movement skills are actually even stronger than Ning Que's! He's really too strong!"

  "It's unbelievable that he can toy with Ning Mo, who has always been known as the second genius of the outer sect, to this extent."

  ……

  Among the crowd, Ning Yue's eyes were fixed on the martial arts stage, her ears listening to the discussions around her, and she couldn't help but furrow her brow and bite her lip. She had always been proud of her own footwork and speed, although she lost to Ning Fan Yu, she still believed that her footwork and speed were absolutely the best among the outer disciples of the family!

  But now, seeing Ning Chong's electrifying and strange movements, his swift speed, and his flexible and changeable advances and retreats, she suddenly realized that her own movements were actually quite inferior to Ning Chong's. This made her, who had already lost to Ning Fangyu, suffer another blow, and she couldn't help but lower her head in silence.