"The martial artists that are rarely seen usually, are all counterfeits here!"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled.

It seems that the divine medicine provided by Medicine King Valley in the Martial Arts Tournament is still very attractive.

"It seems I am not formidable enough! Medicine King Valley has divine medicine, yet they haven't offered it to me proactively."

Ye Qingfeng wished to see.

What kind of upheaval happened in Medicine King Valley.

"How do you plan to enter Medicine King Valley?"

Jiang Xiantao was getting ready to see the Lingnan Martial Arts Tournament.

She rubbed her hands eagerly, a bit excited.

Her initial plan was to capture Ye Qingfeng and go back to complete her mission.

But, after witnessing Ye Qingfeng's strength.

Jiang Xiantao only hoped to keep an eye on Ye Qingfeng.

So no major incident would occur.

"Find a martial artist to lead us inside, otherwise it will be too conspicuous."

Ye Qingfeng brought along Iron Hand and the National Divine Guard, Jiang Xiantao.

This combination was somewhat eye-catching.

Only by finding a martial artist could they enter inconspicuously.

There were quite a number of martial artists in Medicine King Town.

Ye Qingfeng, with his keen eyes.

Picked an old hand martial artist.

Marked him with divine thought.

Then followed him.

Jiang Xiantao, of course, had to follow Ye Qingfeng.

Otherwise, on her own, she probably couldn't even enter Medicine King Valley.

After a while, the tall martial artist in the alley suddenly turned around.

"Who on earth are you to dare follow me? Haven't you heard of my name, Hengduan Blade?"

The tall martial artist's complexion was a bit pale.

A knife handle protruded from his back.

He looked like a black bear, hunched aggressively.

Full of attack intent.

"We mean no harm, just want to enter Medicine King Valley."

Ye Qingfeng was not surprised that the man could detect his presence.

After all, with Jiang Xiantao and Iron Hand by his side.

If it was just him alone, even after a hundred years of tailing, the other party would not notice anything amiss.

"Enter Medicine King Valley to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament? Do you think any Tom, Dick, or Harry can join the Martial Arts Tournament?"

The tall martial artist laughed dismissively.

Although Jiang Xiantao was a basic-level War King Martial Artist.

She seemed to have no combat experience at all.

How could she compare with these seasoned ancient martial artists?

If it came to a fight.

He had a hundred ways to toy with this, greenhouse-grown flower.

As for Ye Qingfeng, he seemed so fragile, lacking even a hint of martial artist aura, as if he could be pinched to death with a finger.

And the only one who made him slightly wary was the big cross-training martial artist.

"What do you think of this?"

Ye Qingfeng was indifferent to the tall martial artist's disdain.

To him.

This was just an ant.

A pill was tossed towards the tall martial artist.

"Is this a top-grade elixir?"

The tall martial artist caught the pill with two fingers.

Still with slight disdain, he sniffed closer.

Suddenly his expression changed.

He eyed Ye Qingfeng with bright eyes and said: "Name your conditions, just say it, I want all the elixirs you have."

"If you help me accomplish this task well, I might give you a few more."

Ye Qingfeng looked at the greedy tall martial artist.

Finding it somewhat amusing.

The greed in people's hearts is not easily hidden!

He had only taken out a Small Essence Building Pill.

If it were an elixir with even stronger effects.

Wouldn't it drive the entire martial arts world mad?

"How can you keep that elixir safe?"

The martial artist laughed coldly.

The contempt in his eyes grew hotter.

In the martial artist world, it's survival of the fittest.

And Ye Qingfeng looked like just a dandy with two martial artist bodyguards.

Even if he's a young master from a martial arts family, so what?

Lingnan's deep mountains and forests are plentiful.

After committing murder and robbery.

Hide in the old woods.

Close up for a few years.

Improve your martial arts, then come out again.

It's simply too profitable.

"What a greedy fellow."

Jiang Xiantao looked at the tall martial artist with disgust.

"Iron Hand!"

Ye Qingfeng knew that without ruthless measures.

It would be hard to suppress this kind of martial artist who would risk his life for profit.

"Boom!"

Upon receiving Ye Qingfeng's order.

Iron Hand's wide foot.

Suddenly stomped the ground, cracking it like a spider web.

The tall martial artist shivered, eyes full of fear.

"Bang!"

A punch shattered the air.

Directly aimed at the tall martial artist.

Like a bulldozer.

Rumbled forward.

"Break!"

The tall martial artist roared.

His veins bulged.

Also threw a punch.

Attempting to counter Iron Hand's immense fist.

Dong!

Like the clamor of a great bell.

Where the fists collided, there seemed to be spiritual power ripples, spreading out.

Puff!

The tall martial artist spat out blood.

His already pale face.

Became even whiter.

"How is that possible!"

The tall martial artist clutched his chest.

Iron Hand's power was pure.

Horizontal Body Training.

Overcoming all with sheer force.

The power was simply too great.

No matter how many techniques the tall martial artist had to divert force.

When strength exceeds a limit.

The tall martial artist was left helpless.

"So, can we discuss terms now?"

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly.

For him, this was just a bug.

No matter how it jumped, it couldn't escape his palm.

"Okay, I want three pills, then I'll take you into Medicine King Valley."

The tall martial artist licked his crimson lips, still greedy.

"Wishful thinking, truly shameless."

Jiang Xiantao cursed.

The tall martial artist's behavior was utterly shameless.

Losing and agreeing to terms.

If he won, who knew if they would be silenced.

"Okay!"

Ye Qingfeng nodded.

Everything was under his control.

"Refreshing!"

The tall martial artist agreed readily, most couldn't detect the deep greed in his eyes.

But how could Ye Qingfeng not notice?

After understanding the situation, Ye Qingfeng realized.

This middle-aged man is called 'Ruan Lei', nicknamed 'Lei Zhenzi', a member of the Ruan Family from Lingnan.

In Lingnan, the Ruan Family is a decent martial arts family, but Lei Zhenzi hadn't returned to the family in a long while, mixing like a loose cultivator.

Lei Zhenzi possessed Peak War General power, in real battle, a greenhouse-grown flower, even at War King Realm, could be killed by him.

This time, he came to the martial arts gathering, just to find some rare herbs in Medicine King Valley for his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, he met Ye Qingfeng.

This opportunity to pick up free elixirs.

If not for Iron Hand, he, Lei Zhenzi, would definitely have resorted to murder and robbery.

"Is this kind of elixir really precious?" Seeing Ruan Lei examining it intently, Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.

In the Cultivation World, a Small Essence Building Pill isn't considered a rare elixir, it doesn't require Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to make.

Ordinary fifty-year-old medicinal herbs are nearly enough.

Of course, this was from Ye Qingfeng's perspective.

In the current Ancient Martial World on Earth, it's a rare elixir.

"Mr. Ye, the elixir you provided is effective even for Peak War Generals, it's certainly considered rare."

Ruan Lei replied.

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