The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 27

The old man glanced at other places first.

The closest position to him was the road ten meters away, and three young men were unable to move because their acupuncture points were sealed by Zhao Xiaofei's silver needles.

Then on the stairs ahead, there were thirty or forty people from the Duanmu family who were sparsely restrained.

Finally, next to the house number at the foot of the mountain, next to the security booth, the two middle-aged security guards were also unable to move.

Apart from being unable to move their bodies, everything is fine for these people, and everyone is yelling and shouting vigorously.

They all shouted something like 'someone broke into the mountain gate', 'someone help me' and the like.

And this is also the place where the old man is very gratified, because these people only have their acupuncture points sealed, but their lives are not in danger.

It seems that Zhao Xiaofei is still showing mercy.

Until then, the old man turned his eyes on Zhao Xiaofei and Li Si in surprise.

The dresses of these two people are a bit rustic, especially Zhao Xiaofei, wearing a peasant straw hat, naked, with dark skin, he looks like a farmer.

Who are these two?

Kung fu is so high!

You must know that among these people whose acupoints have been sealed, there are quite a few of them are third-level warriors and fourth-level warriors.

This can only show that the martial arts of these two people definitely surpassed the fourth-level fighters!
The old man was puzzled, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Duanmu Mingxiu, who are the two little brothers?"

"My name is Zhao Xiaofei! He is...my younger brother, named Li Si." Zhao Xiaofei replied directly.

"Zhao...Zhao Xiaofei??" The old man named Duanmu Mingxiu was taken aback, but he couldn't remember who Zhao Xiaofei was. Moreover, among the top ten wealthy families in the imperial capital, there was no family with the surname 'Zhao'.

Now it seems that there is only one possibility.

This Zhao Xiaofei is a nobody, and he wants to become famous by breaking into the Duanmu family's mountain gate alone.

Because it was done decades ago.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Mingxiu asked cautiously: "Zhao Xiaofei, let me ask you, why did you break into my Duanmu family's mountain gate?"

"I'm here to propose..." Zhao Xiaofei wanted to say that he was here to propose marriage, to Duanmuxue.

But it suddenly occurred to him that every time he told others that he was here to propose marriage, these people would stare at him and not believe him.

So Zhao Xiaofei didn't intend to continue talking like that, but said directly: "I'm here to find Duanmu Qingtian."

"Duanmu Qingtian? Do you know who this 'Duanmu Qingtian' is?" Duanmu Mingxiu smiled wryly.

Duanmu Qingtian, he is Duanmu Mingxiu's own father! ! !

Duanmu Qingtian has three sons, the eldest son is Duanmu Mingxiu, the second son is Duanmu Mingrui, and the third son is Duanmu Mingyun.

Among them, Duanmu Mingyun is the current patriarch of the Duanmu family and Duanmuxue's father.

"I know, isn't this Duanmu Qingtian the father of your patriarch?" Zhao Xiaofei said brazenly.

"You know?" Duanmu Mingxiu smiled slightly, he knew in his heart that this country boy named Zhao Xiaofei probably didn't understand anything, otherwise, how could he not know himself?

"Old man, how about this, if Mr. Duanmu Qingtian is inconvenient, then please ask your patriarch to come out and let me meet him, then everything will be understood." Zhao Xiaofei clasped his fists very politely and bowed.

"Hehe~~~hehe~~~" Duanmu Mingxiu raised his eyebrows and laughed twice, "Want to see our patriarch?"

"Yes, that's right! I just want to see your patriarch." Zhao Xiaofei stared at the old man intently.

"That's good!" Duanmu Mingxiu nodded slightly, squinted his eyes, and said, "Zhao Xiaofei, I think you are good at martial arts. I respect you for being a man, so I promise to introduce you."

"Ah? Really? Senior, can you really take me to meet your patriarch?" Zhao Xiaofei didn't believe it, but he was still pleasantly surprised. As long as he can meet the patriarch of the Duanmu family, everything should be cleared away. It's sunny now.

"Well, yes, I can indeed introduce you, but..."

"But what?"

"But before that, we have to compete!" There was a shrewdness in Duanmu Mingxiu's eyes, but there was a sneer in his dark eyes.

This nameless boy Zhao Xiaofei dared to break into the Duanmu family's mountain gate. He really didn't take the Duanmu family seriously.

Just for this point, Zhao Xiaofei should be taught a lesson!
In fact, at this time, Duanmu Mingxiu had already decided that if he could, he would abolish Zhao Xiaofei during the martial arts competition!
Even broke Zhao Xiaofei's hands and feet!
Duanmu Mingxiu wants the world to see what will happen to those who go to Phoenix Mountain and don't pay attention to the Duanmu family.

Otherwise, what is the face of the Duanmu family?

"A competition? Do you mean we're here to compete?" Zhao Xiaofei looked at Duanmu Mingxiu and was immediately interested.

Competing in martial arts is also a great hobby of Zhao Xiaofei.

"Yes! Contest, you and I." Duanmu Mingxiu pointed to himself, then to Zhao Xiaofei, with an evil smile that no one else could detect.

"Okay, old man, let's start the competition now!" After saying that, Zhao Xiaofei made a movement, and was about to make a move.

"Wait, little brother." Duanmu Mingxiu stopped immediately, "I think you have an extraordinary bearing, little brother, and your cultivation level is probably not low. A martial arts competition here will cause a lot of damage and the impact will be very bad. What do you say?"

"This...then what do you say?"

"Our Duanmu family has a martial arts arena, and there is a martial arts arena in the martial arts arena. Why don't we go to the martial arts arena to compete?" Duanmu Mingxiu asked rhetorically.

"Contest ring?" Zhao Xiaofei was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Hahaha~~~! Well, I, Zhao Xiaofei, have lived for 21 years, but I have never seen any martial arts arena, and I have never competed in a martial arts arena. Today I want to get to know you."

"Okay, brother Xiaofei, shall we please?"

"Old man, please!!"

At Duanmu Mingxiu's invitation, Zhao Xiaofei readily agreed, and then a group of people rushed to the martial arts field of the Duanmu family.

The Martial Arts Field is located at the foot of the mountain, about half the size of a football field, surrounded by two-meter-high walls, and the ground is inlaid with thick bluestone bricks and slabs.

Around the field, there are rows of various weapons, knives, guns and sticks, and eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which are available.

Maybe it's because the Martial Arts Field has existed for a long time, some of the bluestone bricks on the ground have been cracked, and many places are uneven, revealing the breath of time.

A powerful force can be felt from a distance, rising into the sky.

As soon as he entered the martial arts arena, he could see a lot of people practicing martial arts in the arena. Counting them carefully, there were at least a hundred of them.

These people made a 'humming, haha' sound that shook the sky, with murderous aura soaring that ghosts and gods dare not approach.

Even the bluestone brick floor was shaken to the point where dust rolled and flew everywhere.

How domineering! ! !

(End of this chapter)