In the blink of an eye, everyone exchanged more than ten moves. They saw their bodies flying, fists and kicks roaring repeatedly. Zhang Dahong, who was knocked back more than ten steps, rubbed his stuffy chest and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling extremely horrified in his heart.

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"It's really unbelievable that the young prince has such strong strength. With this magical power and boxing skills, even his mentor may not be his opponent!"

While Zhang Dahong was shocked, he subconsciously compared Feng Yuan with his master Jiao Gongli. His heart became more and more horrified.

Not only Zhang Dahong, but also Guru Jin who was watching the battle was extremely shocked.

More than half a year ago, the young prince's martial arts skills with fists, kicks, swords and spears were not weak, but in terms of martial arts, he was just an ordinary martial artist. In such a short period of time, the opponent has grown from an ordinary martial artist to now. No one can tell.

unbelievable.

But the scene in front of him forced him to believe that there were indeed prodigies who practiced martial arts in this world, and that a few months would be better than an average person's more than ten years of hard work.

At this time, Feng Yuan used a random move, and Sun Qi and the others had to use all their strength to dodge. After understanding his current approximate strength, Feng Yuan had no interest in competing with these people anymore.

Peng!

There was a muffled sound, and the bodies of Sun Qi and Cui Wanfu were shaken. They felt a powerful surge of force, like a big wave in the Yangtze River, which was impossible to avoid. They were shocked and took a few steps back.

"The young prince has incredible power and profound boxing skills. The villain is convinced!"

These few people managed to calm down, and when they looked at each other, they could see the bitterness in each other's eyes. They, the martial arts guardians, were not the match of the young prince, which really made them feel ashamed and ashamed.

"It's just a discussion. Don't worry about us. We cannot do without you!" Seeing this, Gu Rujin hurriedly stepped forward, smiled and comforted everyone.

Zhang Dahong and others didn't even dare to say anything. Think about it, the world is in chaos right now, the young prince is generous, and he gets a lot of money every month from working in the palace. They, these fighting men, join the palace, aren't they just asking for fame and fortune?

If you eat other people's food, you do things for others. The young prince doesn't know how to travel around the world, so losing a fight with the young prince doesn't matter, and it won't affect their reputation in the world.

"Master Zhang, you have a lot of experience. Can you tell me how good my current skills are in the world? Can I travel in the world?" Feng Yuan asked.

Zhang Dahong showed a bitter smile on his face and said: "Young prince, you are joking, your current kung fu is more than enough to travel around the world, and your martial arts is at least first-rate!"

First class in the world!

Feng Yuan nodded slightly. For the first level of Hun Tian Xuan Gong to be called first-class in this world, it was a very good evaluation, but he was not very excited.

I still remember that in the original work, Jiao Gongli once called Taibai Sanying who came to seek revenge, Min Ziye of the Xiandu Sect, Zen Master Shili, and Sun Zhongjun of the Huashan Sect as first-class masters in the world.

There is also Mr. Lu Qi from Jiangnan who is known as the top master in the world. The fifth ancestor of the Wen family of the Shiliang sect could not last long against Yuan Chengzhi.

From this point of view, the so-called first-rate masters in the arena are actually not very strong. Another point is that those who can be called first-rate masters in the arena are not weak in internal strength.

However, Feng Yuan has devoted himself to practicing Huntian Xuan Gong for more than half a year, and has never seen the skills of those masters with profound internal skills. Before he had a detailed understanding of internal skills, Feng Yuan did not dare to be careless at all.

"It's pretty much what I expected. Completing the first level of Xuan Gong will give me the power to protect myself and my life in this world. Only after practicing the second level of Xuan Gong can I be considered a top master in the world!"

After talking with Zhang Dahong and others, Feng Yuan had a more detailed understanding of his own strength. Having mastered the first level of Xuan Gong, in their eyes, he was a first-rate master who had mastered foreign martial arts to great perfection.

However, the external Kung Fu focuses on strong body and strong Qi and blood. When you are old, you can still be powerful for a while. Once you get older and the Qi and blood decline, the Kung Fu will plummet and you will not be as good as the internal masters.

However, when Feng Yuan reaches the second level of Hun Tian Xuan Gong and his strength increases sharply, even if he doesn't know internal skills, he can still crush those masters in the world.

"By the way, Brother Gu came to see me. What do you want to report?"

After moving his hands and feet for a while, Feng Yuan asked Zhang Dahong and others to go down temporarily to rest. He and Gurujin came to the hall and waited for the maid to serve tea before asking.

"Before, the young prince asked the villain to buy various elixirs for practicing martial arts. It happened that someone recently dug up a piece of thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum near Huangshan Mountain, and someone dug up a thousand-year-old Poria cocos in eastern Zhejiang. The villain has asked Zhao Heng to take people to buy it. I believe it will be better.

How long will it take before these two pieces of thousand-year-old medicine will be sent to Aurous Hill?"

Gu Rujin came forward to report. In the past six months, he had been purchasing various medicinal materials and elixirs in Jinling in accordance with Feng Yuan's instructions, almost buying up all the best elixirs in the entire Jinling drug store.

After hearing the news about the appearance of the thousand-year-old medicine, he immediately sent people there. The thousand-year medicine is worth a lot of money, and it will cost a lot of money to get it.

Even if he is the general manager of the palace, he cannot withdraw large sums of gold and silver without any reason, so he came to Feng Yuan to report clearly to avoid breaking the rules.

"Thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, Millennium-thousand-year Poria? Poria-flower root pills?"

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment. He originally planned to lead a group of subordinates to Fengyang after he had mastered the first level of Xuan Gong. After the Poria Pills were successfully refined, he would find an opportunity to seize the Poria Shou Wu Pills.

Unexpectedly, before the Poria and Shouwu Pills were completed, Guru Jin took a fancy to the two precious medicines used to make the pills, and even sent people to purchase them.

"Well, this was done well!"

Feng Yuan's thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, and he nodded with a calm expression on his face, which was regarded as confirmation of Guru Jin's move.

Poria Pills is what he must get. If he dares to cut off Ma Shiying's beard before he gets the medicine, it is considered a good choice.

After all, as the governor of Fengyang, Ma Shiying was a feudal official of the Ming Dynasty, holding great power. Later in the Southern Ming Dynasty, he fought to the death against the Qing Dynasty and died heroically, and was called a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty.

It is ironic to say that Ma Shiying, who was called an "eunuch" by many upright Donglin scholars, a traitor and mediocre minister, could die heroically when the Qing troops went south, while Qian Qianyi, the leader of Donglin, and others died without a fight.

drop.

Ma Shiying, who was so hostile to the Donglin scholars who controlled public opinion, did not have a good reputation either in the officialdom or among the people. Even those in the world, when they talked about Ma Shiying, said that he was a traitorous official.

As for the extent to which this person is "evil" and where he is "evil", it is somewhat difficult to say.

"When the capital city changes drastically in the future, I won't be able to win over this person even if I have no choice but to try not to offend him now if I can!"

Cutting off the beard before the other party can be said to be the first to come. No one can say anything wrong. If it is snatched from other people's hands, it is the thieves and gangsters, and those "green forest heroes" who rely on martial arts to run rampant.

No difference.

"One more thing, the two hundred Rumi guns that the young prince ordered to go to Haojing to buy have been transported to Zhuangzi outside the city!"
Chapter completed!