Chapter 966: Chapter 966: The Number One Grandmaster Expert in the Secular World
"Heh, how do I know you’re not deliberately trying to deceive me, and on what grounds do you guarantee me to believe you?"
Li Feng looked amusingly at the old man across from him extending an olive branch.
Si Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, as if expressing to Li Feng his reluctance to make a move, squinting as he spoke: "I know you’ve met Hua Jiufeng."
"And Hua Jiufeng surely told you some things, right?"
Li Feng nodded slightly.
"That’s right, Elder Hua told me some things about the High Martial World, and he also mentioned that your Xu Family is one of the nine representatives of the Heavenly Dao Sect in the secular world."
"But it seems the people of the High Martial World don’t interfere with the secular society, so if you want to pressure me with that, it won’t work!"
Si Changfeng burst into laughter.
"Didn’t Hua Jiufeng tell you that you already have one foot in the door of the High Martial World?"
"He did."
"Since you know that, you should be aware that by entering the national Martial Arts Tournament, you’ve already been noticed by the major sects of the High Martial World."
"Next, unless you can enter the top ten, you won’t have the right to choose your affiliation; instead, the major sects or even the Hundred Families will pick you."
"Did Hua Jiufeng tell you that the Nine Great Sects have the priority selection rights, and each has three slots, and only after they’ve chosen will the Hundred Families get their turn?"
"Hua Jiufeng probably didn’t tell you that in the High Martial World, except for the Top Three Sects, the Nine Gates are supreme, and the disciples of the Nine Gates make up seventy percent of the High Martial World, with the remaining belonging to the Hundred Families."
"The Mo Family behind Hua Jiufeng is considered the strongest among the Hundred Families, and even now, it only has a few hundred disciples, not even reaching a thousand."
"And some other Hundred Families are just empty names, not to mention annexed, it’s only a matter of time before they’re wiped out."
"The Nine Gates are the main body of the High Martial World, while the Hundred Families are just a bunch of stubborn old antiques that will eventually be eliminated."
"Li Feng, if you pledge allegiance to my Xu Family, I can guarantee that the gates of the Heavenly Dao Sect will be open for you, and you will receive unimaginable benefits."
"But if you refuse, that slot in the Heavenly Dao Sect will be your grave."
"Heh, what if I make it into the top ten?"
"Refuse my Xu Family, and you will die."
Si Changfeng looked at Li Feng arrogantly, "Li Feng, I’ll give you only one minute to consider."
"Don’t think that just because you are strong, those people you killed were mere tools, just a blade at most."
"Do you really think that as a Cultivation Family, the Xu Family has only this level of power? In this secular world, there’s no one the Xu Family can’t kill."
"Don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
Li Feng chuckled coldly and looked at Si Changfeng, "Heh, coercion and inducement? Aren’t you afraid I’ll feign allegiance?"
Si Changfeng shook his head slightly, "Boy, this secular world is like a well, and while you’re at the bottom, you can be arrogant, but when you see the broader world, you’ll understand your insignificance."
"Your little strength is just ordinary in the High Martial World, wanting to kill you is as simple as crushing an ant."
"You’re running out of time."
Li Feng looked at Si Changfeng, "Be your family’s lackey? Don’t even think about it. As for what you said."
"Heh, if this High Martial World is as lofty as you claim, I wouldn’t mind stepping on it."
Si Changfeng didn’t expect Li Feng to be so arrogant, and sneered coldly, "Utterly arrogant."
"Since you’re stubborn, let me send you down ahead of time."
Li Feng let out a cold snort, his foot already gathering power, suddenly kicking a knife on the ground towards Si Changfeng, the blade shot out like lightning.
Si Changfeng raised his hand and caught the flying knife with just two fingers, the tip of the blade merely an inch away from his chest.
Si Changfeng chuckled disdainfully.
"Heh, it seems you’ve yet to learn your lesson from society, young man, don’t think that the sky is the limit and you are second, there’s always someone better out there."
"Grandmaster?"
Li Feng looked at Si Changfeng, who lightly snorted, and exerted force with his fingers, causing the blade to fracture, then swiftly flicking the broken blade towards Li Feng like lightning.
Li Feng sidestepped, the broken blade grazing his jacket, tearing a slit.
"It’s been a long time since I’ve made a move, let me use you to test my skills."
Si Changfeng stretched his muscles and bones, producing crackling sounds, and his once slightly hunched body suddenly straightened up.
The fitted top he was wearing tore open with a rip.
Seeing this, Li Feng noticed that Si Changfeng no longer had the figure of an old man, that muscular physique rivaled that of a young person.
"Zi Wu and those people’s Body Refinement Techniques are only three to four tenths mastered, barely achieving minor success, but my Body Refinement Technique reached the tenth level of Great Perfection long ago."
"The body delays aging, I am sixty-seven this year, yet my physical condition remains at peak state."
As Si Changfeng spoke, he twisted his neck, making crackling sounds, and a fist thrown into the air created three sonic booms.
Si Changfeng stepped forward, Eight Diagrams on his shoulders, stepping on the ground, the earth sunk beneath his feet, clearly showing the immense strength contained within his body.
Observing Si Changfeng’s movements, just a few stretches made Li Feng somewhat wary.
After stretching, Si Changfeng looked across at Li Feng, beckoning him with a finger.
"Come, let me see how much you’re worth."
Li Feng’s eyes narrowed, naturally unwilling to avoid a fight, his body inexplicably excited, Si Changfeng was strong, Li Feng wanted to test the extent of his own strength.
Before Si Changfeng’s voice even faded, Li Feng’s toes tapped the ground, covering the distance between them in two steps like a gust of wind, standing in front of Si Changfeng.
A spinning side kick, the force of his leg caused the air to burst, sounding like thunder to one’s eardrums.
Si Changfeng snorted, raising an arm to block directly.
Li Feng felt as if he kicked a rock, with the force passing over Si Changfeng’s head, yet Si Changfeng remained unmoved.
"Is that all the strength you have?"
"You really disappoint me."
Looking at Si Changfeng shaking his head and sighing, Li Feng quickly withdrew his leg, using force from his waist, delivering a punch like a rainbow piercing the sun towards Si Changfeng’s face.
"Too slow."
Si Changfeng raised a hand to block Li Feng’s punch directly.
At this time, Xu Fan, standing on a nearby bridge, looked down at the distant battle at the scrap yard.
"Li Feng, you cannot win. Nowadays, known Grandmasters are as rare as phoenix feathers, countable on one hand, but the Xu Family’s Dark Hall has nine Elders, any one of whom possesses Grandmaster-level combat abilities."
"This Ninth Elder Si Changfeng has the least seniority, but he’s also the strongest fighter."
"It’s not an exaggeration to call him the number one Grandmaster in the secular world."
"What do you have to fight him with?"