Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

Chapter 1148: Chapter 1146: Meeting Gu Qingcheng Again (Add One More)

”Do not... do not!”

Hao Qianxi kept shaking her head, her face pale with fear. If she really did that, she would truly have no face to see anyone.

”Wei Xuan, how dare you?”

Hao Feng shouted angrily at Wei Xuan.

”Hmph, what do I have to fear?”

Wei Xuan coldly snorted, reaching out his hand to grab Hao Qianxi.

At this moment, a large crowd of Martial Artists had gathered around, but they were all looking on as if watching a drama and did not take action, including the people of the Tian Mountain Sect who were just watching and did not intervene.

Boom!

Just then, a dull sound erupted as Xiao Yifeng suddenly acted and sent the man flying with a strike.

Hao Qianxi watched as Xiao Yifeng made his move, her eyes flashing with surprise.

”Boy, who are you? To dare to meddle in others’ business!”

Wei Xuan fell to the ground, coughed a few times and glared at Xiao Yifeng with a flash of anger in his eyes.

”It’s not too good to act like this in public, you’re insulting the dignity of Martial Artists!”

Xiao Yifeng spoke indifferently.

”Mind your own business, go to hell!”

Wei Xuan bellowed and punched at Xiao Yifeng, unleashing all his power at the Initial Stage of Entering Saint Realm.

Bang!

Crack!

Before Wei Xuan could get close to Xiao Yifeng, the latter kicked out, sending the man flying away. The ribs in his chest directly shattered, and he fell to the ground wailing and screaming.

”Xuan’er!”

At that moment, a voice full of anguish and anger sounded, and several figures rushed over from a distance. The leader was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe who, seeing Wei Xuan’s miserable state, wore a face filled with furious pain and rushed over to help Wei Xuan up.

”Father, avenge me! Cough, cough...”

Blood kept spilling from Wei Xuan’s mouth as he pointed at Xiao Yifeng, his eyes filled with hatred.

”Damned fellow, you hurt my son!”

Wei Xuan’s father handed Wei Xuan over to others, his gaze fixing on Xiao Yifeng with a cold gleam, his body exploding with a formidable aura, his strength already at the peak of the Entering Saint Realm.

Feeling the terrifying pressure from Wei Xuan’s father, the faces of everyone around changed. Hao Qianxi and Hao Feng’s expressions turned solemn, while Xiao Yifeng remained relaxed and natural.

”Go to die!”

Wei Xuan’s father shouted and struck a palm towards Xiao Yifeng.

Boom!

Just as Xiao Yifeng was about to make a move, a tremendous force suddenly descended, sending the man flying, his body hitting the ground as he spewed out fresh blood.

From a distance, a group of people slowly approached, led by Master Jing Xuan of Tianyin Sect in white robes, accompanied by Gu Qingcheng, also in white, and several young female disciples.

Each one was a high expert above the Entering Saint Realm, beautiful and youthful, and the one who had just intervened was Jing Xuan.

”Thank you, Senior Jing Xuan, for stepping in!”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Jing Xuan with a bow of his fist, his gaze moving to Gu Qingcheng, who also looked back at him, her eyes flashing peculiarly.

”It’s nothing, the Thousand-Year Stone Milk you gave me before has greatly increased my strength, so this little thing is nothing.”

Jing Xuan said indifferently.

”Who dared to... Master of Tianyin Sect!”

Wei Xuan’s father, lying on the ground spitting blood, stood up clutching his chest, about to curse who attacked him when he caught sight of Jing Xuan, his complexion suddenly changing and his eyes filled with shock.

Clearly, he had not expected the Tianyin Sect Master to be the one to strike him, a renowned Martial Arts Expert in the Chinese Martial Arts World.

”What? Do you have a problem with that?”

Jing Xuan glanced at Wei Xuan’s father, speaking indifferently.

”No, no!”

Wei Xuan’s father hurriedly shook his head and quickly had others carry Wei Xuan away. Although he wanted to avenge his son, Jing Xuan was not someone he could afford to offend.

”Are you also here to attend the Martial Arts Conference?”

Jing Xuan asked Xiao Yifeng.

”Hmm!”

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

”Qingcheng, are you also participating in this Martial Arts Tournament?”

Xiao Yifeng’s gaze turned to Gu Qingcheng.

”Yes, Master asked me to come and gain experience!”

Gu Qingcheng nodded.

”The young girl by your side has quite remarkable strength!”

Master Jing Xuan looked at Yan Ruyu and saw through her at first glance.

”Thank you for the compliment, senior!”

Yan Ruyu spoke respectfully.

”Brother Xiao!”

At this moment, an excited shriek arose. A group of monks clad in kasayas appeared in the distance. It was the people from Lingyin Temple, led by Abbot Wu Nian.

Beside Wu Nian, followed the head of the Enforcement Hall, Wuwei, and the head of the Arhat Hall, Wunu, along with dozens of disciples from Lingyin Temple. Qijie was also among them, calling out to Xiao Yifeng and rushed towards him.

”Qijie, we meet again.”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Qijie and smiled slightly.

”Yes, it seems like you really came to participate in this Martial Arts Tournament.”

Qijie looked at Xiao Yifeng and said with a smile.

”Of course, since I said I would come, I definitely will!”

Xiao Yifeng spoke.

”Master Jing Xuan, long time no see!”

At this moment, Wu Nian came over and first greeted Master Jing Xuan.

”Abbot Wu Nian!”

Master Jing Xuan looked at Wu Nian and nodded slightly.

”Qijie, who is this?”

Then, Wu Nian’s gaze shifted to Xiao Yifeng.

”Master, this is Xiao Yifeng. He’s the one I told you about before. Without him, I couldn’t have received the Holy Buddha’s inheritance.”

Qijie spoke somewhat smugly.

Qijie looked at Xiao Yifeng: ”Brother Xiao, this is my master, Abbot Wu Nian of Lingyin Temple.”

”Abbot Wu Nian!”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Wu Nian and bowed slightly.

”Young and exceptionally talented, you are definitely a dragon and phoenix among men!”

Wu Nian looked at Xiao Yifeng and remarked.

”Thank you for your kind words, Abbot!”

Xiao Yifeng responded with a light smile.

At this moment, another two groups of monks arrived here, belonging to the other two major Buddhist forces in the Martial Arts World: Jialye Temple and Mingwang Temple. Leading the Jialye Temple was an old monk with white beard in a kasaya, wielding a staff – Abbot Wude.

As for Mingwang Temple, it was led by a middle-aged monk in a gray robe with a gloomy face and sharp eyes, who was the leader of the Four Great Protectors of Mingwang Temple, Annihilation.

”Wude, you’re here too, it’s been a long time, old fellow!”

Abbot Wu Nian said with a smile looking at Wude.

”I heard your disciple received the Douzhan Shengfo’s inheritance, congratulations! Your disciple might even place among the top three in the tournament this time.”

Wude spoke to Wu Nian.

”That’s all just luck, and I’ve heard that one of your disciples at Jialye Temple has already comprehended the Jia Ye Holy Scripture. Probably no less than my disciple who received the Holy Buddha’s inheritance.”

Wu Nian spoke and glanced towards Mingwang Temple.

”Why have only a few of you protectors come today? Where is Yuanji?”

Wu Nian asked.

”The abbot is in secluded meditation, so I’m leading the team to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament this time.”

Annihilation responded.