At this point, he gave a bitter laugh.

"We are old, and our comprehension is not enough," he said.

"To master this miraculous step technique is already impossible," he continued.

"We just want to witness the complete Yu Step with our own eyes, even if it means we can die peacefully afterwards."

As he spoke, the other four Commanders pleaded incessantly.

Everyone was weak, listless, and breathless.

"Indeed, please show mercy, Mr. Yang, and demonstrate it once," they requested.

"If Mr. Yang could demonstrate the Yu Step once more, I would be immensely grateful."

"Please, Mr. Yang, I beg you to instruct us," they implored.

...

Listening to these desperate pleas from several top experts.

Yang Fei couldn't help but glance at a nearby pit.

He thought to himself.

"If these guys knew that the so-called Yu Step I perform was also just learned."

"I wonder if they would faint from anger?"

Mr. Yang had no intention of keeping secrets, much like selling off ancestral land without regret.

Moreover, these Five Banners Command Masters were willing to lower their status and beg earnestly.

Yang Fei also admired these individuals' pursuit of the Martial Arts.

He said indifferently, "You are too kind."

"My elder brother always wanted to glorify and expand Huaxia Martial Arts."

"Now, I will carry on his will and demonstrate the Yu Step," he continued.

Upon hearing that Yang Fei had agreed, the eyes of the five Commanders lit up.

Stealing skills had always been a major taboo in the martial arts world.

In the old days, if a sect's secret techniques were leaked,

the sect would surely send experts to pursue and kill the thieves.

This improper practice in the martial arts world had lasted until ten years ago.

The Martial God invited all colleagues from across the martial arts world and publicly abolished this rule.

However, after the disappearance of the Martial God,

these old customs of the martial arts sects gradually returned to their old ways.

Advanced martial studies like the Yu Step were not something anyone would display openly.

Seeing how generous Yang Fei was, the Black Eagle Envoy knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Thank you, sir, thank you!" he exclaimed.

Thus, atop this ultimate forbidden zone,

Yang Fei performed the sixty-four variations of the Yu Step according to the Innate Bagua.

His form seemed elusive; his steps weaved around as if threading through blossoms and circling trees.

Leading in front, suddenly appearing behind, profoundly mysterious.

The Four Great Elders watched with gleaming eyes.

The Five Banners Commanders were infatuated and overly excited.

Suddenly, a Second Generation Disciple clutched his head and began to scream.

He pounded his head on the ground, creating thudding sounds.

This disciple, driven by curiosity, had been watching Yang Fei's form and footsteps closely.

However, the more he watched, the more confused he became.

His mind became a jumbled mess, and his head throbbed as if it were being sliced with a knife.

Elder Cheng was startled and shouted loudly,

"Stop looking, everyone; you can't learn it, it will drive you mad."

The other disciples also suffered splitting headaches.

Hearing the Elder's words, everyone turned their heads away, daring not to look any longer.

After completing the set of Yu Steps, Yang Fei stopped moving.

The Five Banners Commanders, whether standing or sitting, all had shining eyes, utterly mesmerized.

The White Crane Envoy murmured to himself, both sad and joyful,

"It is indeed the unique step technique of the Martial God, the Yu Step. The Martial God has appeared again!"

As the White Crane Envoy finished speaking, he began to shout aloud.

His voice was filled with an unmatched excitement and exhilaration.

All of the Second Generation Disciples and Third Generation Disciples,

including the Five Banners Disciples in the ultimate region below, were incredibly stirred.

In an instant, Yang Fei became the center of attention for everyone.

Countless people looked at him with admiration.

Although the Martial God had been missing for the past ten years,

But the legends about him have always circulated, ever thriving and never fading.

In the hearts of all Martial Artists, the Martial God had become more than just a person.

He was a legend, a miracle.

He was no different from the Immortals and Buddha in the legends.

The disciples of the Mortal World worshipped and fervently idolized the Martial God.

Specifically, concerning any relics left by the Martial God.

Everything related to the Martial God was eagerly discussed by the younger generations of the Martial Arts community.

Today, the brother of the Martial God has unexpectedly appeared here.

It is as unbelievable as if Sun Wukong from the legends had appeared right in front of their eyes.

Following the call of the White Crane Envoy.

The Four Great Elders and the Five Banners Command Master turned their heads together, their eyes intense, staring at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei couldn't help feeling uneasy, "What... what do you want to do?"

The Four Great Elders, supported by their disciples, knelt down on one knee, one by one.

The Five Banners Command Master, gravely injured, was unable to perform a formal salute.

But with the aid of the disciples, they knelt toward Yang Fei.

In modern society, this ancient ritual indicating respect and obedience had already been abandoned.

Even among masters and disciples, it was rarely used.

However, both the Four Great Elders and the Five Banners Command Master knelt down to Yang Fei together.

All the Second and Third Generation Disciples were shocked into stillness.

For so many years, apart from the missing Pavilion Master, no one else had enjoyed such grand honors.

Yang Fei was bewildered, sensing that something was amiss.

Elder Cheng kneeled upright, his eyes fervently fixated on Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang, may I ask where the Martial God is?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei knew something was terribly wrong.

He couldn't imagine how magnificent the Martial God must have been back in the day.

To have so many top-notch experts unable to forget him even after ten years?

He frowned and sighed.

"Not hiding anything from everyone, I have also been looking for my elder brother."

"Ten years ago, he mysteriously disappeared, and I haven't seen him since."

What Yang Fei said was not entirely a lie.

He faintly felt that his connection to the Martial God might be extraordinary.

To retrieve his memory, aside from practicing Martial Arts.

Finding the Martial God was also a method.

Upon hearing Yang Fei's words, although the Four Great Elders and the Five Banners Command Master had anticipated it,

disappointment still appeared on each of their faces.

Elder Cheng remained kneeling on the ground, his voice earnest.

"Mr. Yang, since the Martial God has disappeared, the order of the Mortal World has once again descended into chaos."

"Xuan Ying Pavilion is willing to appoint Mr. Yang as the Alliance Hierarch."

"Together, we search for the Martial God, reestablish the order of the Mortal World, rebuild Yinxue Tower, and restore the Yan Ru Scripture."

"To make a contribution to the flourishing of the Hua Xia National Arts."

Yang Fei was startled.

To rebuild Yinxue Tower, to reorganize the order of the Mortal World.

These were all the grand tasks that the Martial God had undertaken in the past.

They were monumental undertakings, arguably bigger than the sky.

But Yang Fei's memories were incomplete, and much of the Yan Ru Scripture had been forgotten.

Most importantly, his current level of Martial Arts was hardly worth mentioning compared to the Martial God's back then.

With just this little bit of Kung Fu.

Yang Fei didn't dare to rally the heroes of the world to restore the Yan Ru Scripture.

Yang Fei hesitated slightly.

The Four Great Elders of Xuan Ying Pavilion, along with the Five Banners Command Master, banged their heads on the ground.

"Please, Sir, you must grant our request."

"For the glory of the ancient Hua Xia National Arts, for all Martial Artists to become as powerful as dragons, Sir, please do not refuse."

"To inherit the great legacy of the Martial God, to revive the Hua Xia National Arts, please, Alliance Hierarch, take charge of the big picture."

Feng Cai'er stared at Yang Fei wide-eyed.

This guy was already pretending to be the Martial God's brother, and now he was to be the Martial Alliance Leader?

The thought of Yang Fei, a counterfeit, about to become the Martial Alliance Leader,

made Feng Cai'er feel as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Fuck, what a monster.

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