The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 323: Visiting Wanjie Valley

"Gusu Murong Fu is here to pay his respects to Master Zhong of Wanjie Valley. I hope Master Zhong will take the time to meet me!" Murong Fu's voice was heard from outside Wanjie Valley. He had the standard official accent of the Song Dynasty, strong abilities, a youthful appearance, and a scholar's outfit. Murong Fu's signature features were really rare in Dali.

Wanjie Valley was remote and lacked a prominent reputation within the martial arts world, but they were somewhat privy to common jianghu news. They knew of the two new masters of the Central Plains martial arts world: Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south. Recently, rumors circulated that Murong, a man of both literary and martial prowess, had passed the imperial examination but was instead exiled to a remote frontier county seat, a position of minor importance not far from Dali.

Some people from the Dali underworld also went to visit, wanting to measure the weight of this new generation of martial arts masters in the Central Plains, but they found that they could not even beat his underage sisters and brothers. Even if he defeated the two underage girls, there were still more than 20 guards and four maids behind him.

Many of the Dali underworld figures were defeated one by one, and the strongest could only reach the four maids. Those four delicate beauties were not afraid to fight, and were more agile than the tall and strong guards. They came here because of her reputation, and most of them had the idea of ​​stepping on Nan Murong to become famous, but in the end, they couldn't even defeat the guards and maids, and they were naturally unhappy.

So a rumor spread in Rongjing County, saying that Nan Murong was just a weak scholar, and his fame was earned by the guards and maids arranged by his mother, and his own martial arts skills were not worth mentioning.

The people in Rongjing County naturally knew how powerful the magistrate was. It was no big deal for him to fight against a hundred people alone. However, those outsiders did not believe him. It happened that Murong Fu was busy arranging terraces and building a water conservancy network at that time and had no time to deal with them. Instead, the rumors became more popular. Even the Dali Kingdom began to doubt the authenticity of his abilities.

Not to mention this, what's even worse is that someone actually determined Murong Fu's location through various means and chased him all the way, but almost destroyed the water conservancy facilities he was building, which made Murong Fu furious. He then ordered people to build a small martial arts arena not far from the government office and decided to have a martial arts competition ten days later to determine the winner.

Murong Fu very generously took out ten thousand taels of silver and a second-rate martial art, saying that if anyone could defeat him, he could take the prize. However, it would be rude not to reciprocate, so each challenger could pay ten taels of silver and a third-rate martial art that the Murong family did not have as a challenge fee.

Ten taels against ten thousand taels, this thousand-fold gap greatly stimulated many Dali martial arts masters. What's more, if they win, they can get a second-rate martial arts secret book. It is a profitable business that is indeed worth doing. But when they rushed to sign up, they found that it was not the money that limited their participation in the competition, but the martial arts.

The Gusu Murong clan was known for their ability to treat others in their own way. Murong Fu claimed to be familiar with all the martial arts in the world. They couldn't accept the fact that he knew more about their mediocre skills than they did.

During the ten days of preparation, only three or five people successfully registered in the first eight days. The martial arts skills that the others brought out were either inferior or already possessed by others. Some people even used the names of lost martial arts of their own school to commit fraud. It turned out that others actually had the complete set, and many people couldn't sit still.

As word spread, not only the Dali martial arts community, but also Sichuan and Shu masters flocked to the scene, with the number exceeding a hundred at one point. Many of them still had considerable confidence in Murong Fu's abilities, believing that to be a master on par with Qiao Feng of the North, he must have some impressive skills. Furthermore, how could he possibly control so many powerful subordinates without some real kung fu skills?

They came here more for something.

Ten days were up and Murong Fu came riding on his horse, but there were only seven or eight people who had successfully registered. He asked many martial artists who had signed up for the challenge but were short of money to write IOUs to allow them to get something for nothing. Suddenly, the number of challengers increased several times, and a total of forty or fifty people stood in front of Murong Fu.

"I'm in a hurry. The construction of the water conservancy hub has reached a critical moment and we can't delay too long. You all come together." Murong Fu's words caused a bloody uproar among the martial arts masters. Many people couldn't help but curse, but Murong Fu didn't tolerate them. After he shouted, he took the lead in attacking. With one hand, he used Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Fan Tian Palm to beat everyone in a mess.

Forty or fifty at least third-rate martial arts masters were all knocked to the ground by him before they could even hold out for an incense stick of time. Among them, less than ten were seriously injured, and most of the others were unharmed and had their acupuncture points pressed.

The silent acupuncture kung fu, Sanhe Finger, became truly famous this time. Most of those who were seriously injured were actually injured by his own martial arts. As the saying goes, the harder the force, the harder the rebound.

An incense stick later, Murong Fu ordered a wooden plaque to be hung on the wall of the fighting arena. He then had the martial arts masters who had written IOUs sign and seal it. After a brief exchange of pleasantries with the other martial artists, he left. He made it clear that he came from the martial arts world, but now he was an official appointed by the imperial court. He was committed to serving the people and dared not slack off in the slightest. If anyone was willing, they could provide him with some help. He would definitely be rewarded when he had some free time.

Such straightforward words made the martial artists in Sichuan and Shu overjoyed. They all said that they could recommend merchants to come and trade, or even personally step forward. It was normal for them to contribute manpower and effort. Some even secretly asked whether they could directly join his team.

It goes without saying that there were people who did this and caught Murong Fu's eye, becoming his capable men. Each of these people was rewarded by Murong Fu with a second-rate martial art, which indeed inspired more people to yearn for it.

Most people in the martial arts world are wild in nature, and only a few of them are willing to serve under others. Most of them are reckless people who cannot recognize themselves. If they lose their fighting spirit in their twilight years, they may choose to retreat, but such people may not necessarily be favored by Murong Fu.

The news that Murong Fu had defeated forty to fifty Sichuan and Dali masters in a quarter of an hour with his bare hands spread quickly. Everyone no longer doubted his strength and instead set their sights on the Murong family's treasures. Murong Fu, lacking a clear target, considered starting with Swallow Valley, but discovered that there were even more masters there, and the complex terrain made finding Swallow Valley difficult.

Among the five owners of the Murong family, Bao Bu Tong, the owner of Jinfeng Manor, has been an official in the court and has not been in Taihu Lake for a long time. Feng Bo'e, the owner of Xuanshuang Manor, has been guarding the border and has no time to escape. Deng Baichuan, the owner of Qingyun Manor, has conquered hundreds of miles of territory on the grassland after many years of hard work and has more than 3,000 capable soldiers under his command.

Only Gong Yeqian, the owner of Chixia Manor who traveled around for business, was relatively free and returned to Taihu Lake to take charge of one side. Wang Erlang, the owner of Mantuo Villa, was in charge of the academy. These two were the best among the first-class masters, and they defeated the visitors with ill intentions and greatly enhanced the reputation of the Murong family.

If they pay attention, they will find that there are eight other teachers in Gusu College, who are also newly promoted first-class masters. They are the Eight Friends of Hangu. With the guidance and help of Murong Fu, they have broken through the bottleneck and become first-class masters. Although they are not as good as the five manor owners, a first-class master is a first-class master, and they are not comparable to ordinary second-rate masters.

It's no secret that the Xiaoyao Sect prioritizes talent and aptitude over appearance when selecting disciples. Failure to meet either requirement prevents initiation. While the deaf-mute Su Xinghe, the teacher of the Eight Friends of Hangu, was unqualified and his disciples were somewhat unworthy, the problem wasn't with the Eight Friends of Hangu, but with Su Xinghe himself. Under Murong Fu's guidance and training, they each fulfilled their potential, displaying exceptional talent and becoming renowned figures in the Jiangnan region.

However, after staying in Gusu Academy for a long time, they found that this was indeed a treasure land. Not only could they be in close contact with their master Li Qingluo, they also had the Gusu Murong family as their backing, and there were many skills to learn. Even if they were asked to leave, they might not be willing to do so unless their master summoned them.

Murong Fu was not in Yanziwu when he was away on business, but the Murong family of Gusu became more famous because of him.

In the Wanjie Valley of Dali, Gan Baobao looked at her confused husband, the Horse King Shen Zhong Wanchou, with curiosity. She wondered when he became involved with the Gusu Murong family. Didn’t he hate handsome men the most?

You have to know that Nan Murong is different from Bei Qiao Feng, the next leader of the Beggars' Sect. He is a famous handsome man who is both civil and military, and does not meet Zhong Wanchou's standards for making friends.

"I wanted to go to Rongjing to test the abilities of this pretty boy, but was unable to do so due to some matters. I never thought that this pretty boy would come to my house on his own initiative. My dear, wait at home until your husband sends him away..."

Gan Baobao: You didn't drink today, so how come you're so drunk? You're really not trying to make friends with such a prestigious friend, but to offend him instead.