Chapter Thirty-Three: Drunken Delight

  Next to the Wind and Cloud Cliff's waterfall, Lu Yu built a small hut and then settled down here.

  Lu Yu Feng's head was pressed against a giant tree trunk, standing at the bottom of the waterfall, enduring the impact of the torrent on himself. From the year before Lu Yu Feng had been living here, he had been constantly tempering his body with true yuan. Each time, Lu Yu Feng tempered himself to the limit of what he could endure, only stopping when he reached that point. The tempering of the flesh was painful. Although Lu Yu Feng's heart had long been prepared, each time his flesh and meridians tore apart, it made Lu Yu Feng suffer unbearably. Nevertheless, Lu Yu Feng still gritted his teeth and persisted.

  When Lu Yu Feng's body was tempered to a certain extent, he used his strength to split the sky, but his flesh and meridians were still torn apart. Although his meridians and flesh had been tempered, Lu Yu Feng's bones could not withstand the force of splitting the sky, so he stood under the waterfall, using the impact pressure of the torrent to temper his bones.

  For this, Lu Yu Feng had endured immense suffering. The first time, Lu Yu Feng still thought that the waterfall's torrential force wasn't that great, so he stood there without any preparation, only to be directly knocked down into the pool at the bottom of the waterfall by a surge of water. Lu Yu Feng immediately heard the sound of his bones shattering. Using all his strength to climb back up and assess his situation, he discovered that his leg bone had been shattered. Even with Lu Yu Feng's recovery abilities, it took nearly seven days for him to recover, and in the short term, he still couldn't exercise his muscles and bones. Later on, Lu Yu Feng changed his approach, running against the current of water above the waterfall; rather than saying he was running, it would be better to say that he was slowly crawling.

  Gradually, Lu Yufeng felt less pressure and went to the bottom of the waterfall again. This time, Lu Yufeng was not washed away by the water flow, but after persisting for a while, he was still shaken out by the torrent with internal injuries.

  Lü Yu Feng can now stand under the torrent with a giant tree on his shoulders, this is the result of his hard work and sweat for the whole year.

  "Alright!" With a burst of strength, Lu Yufeng threw out the giant log with both hands and leaped over to the side of the building.

  "After nearly a year of cultivation, my physical body should be able to meet the requirements now." Lu Yufeng took out his long knife and swung it backhandedly with great force, chopping towards a giant tree beside the house.

  "Boom..." The giant tree responded with a loud crash, "Haha, indeed!" Lu Yufeng felt no pressure on his body and meridians after unleashing a knife slash that split the sky. He only felt his true yuan surging out along the blade's momentum, with immense power.

  "Fei Feng, this move is not bad!" Fēng Chén walked over with a jug of wine and several small dishes. "Fei Feng, it's only been a month since Brother came back, but your strength has improved so much, I'm impressed!"

  "Shixiong is here!" Lu Yufeng was extremely delighted. Because of his useless reputation, he didn't have any friends in the sect. He had been cultivating on Fengyun Cliff for a whole year and only Fēng Chén had come to visit him. Even Nángōng Xīn'ér hadn't come to see him again. Of course, as for whether Fēng Chén came to visit Lu Yufeng or secretly drink wine, only he himself knew.

  "Feather Wind, my junior brother, every time I come, I want to spar with you, but you always refuse. This time, you shouldn't refuse, should you?" Feng Chen looked at Lu Yu Feng with a gloomy face. He was more powerful than Lu Yu Feng, and the purpose of sparring was to give him some pointers. However, Lu Yu Feng had always refused his kindness, leaving Feng Chen baffled as to what he really meant.

  "If the senior brother is really interested, then junior brother will exchange a few moves with senior brother. However, senior brother must hold back, junior brother's body is weak and can't withstand senior brother's few blows." Lu Yufeng decided to engage in a battle of wits with Feng Chen this time, as he needed a big fight to test his own cultivation and see how far he had progressed.

  "Alright, alright, come on junior brother!" Feng Chen took a few steps back and stood there, waiting for Lu Yu Feng to make his move. As the senior brother and with a higher cultivation level than Lu Yu Feng, he had no reason to strike first.

  "Watch closely, senior brother!" Lu Yufeng sprang forward, his right hand clenched into a fist covering the true yuan, and struck out at Feng Chen with a loud crash.

  Feng Chen didn't dodge Lu Yu Feng's punch, instead he also stretched out his right hand and threw a punch that collided with Lu Yu Feng's fist. He wanted to use this punch to test Lu Yu Feng's strength.

  "Boom..." Two fists collided, emitting a rumbling sound. Only to see that at the place where the two fists met, wave after wave of ripples spread out in all directions like water waves.

  Lu Yu Feng was knocked flying by the force of this punch, and he fell to one knee, his left hand propping himself up on the ground. He scraped out a deep groove in the dirt as he slid backward, and the wind and dust also retreated several steps. One foot stomped heavily onto the ground, sinking deeply into it, and relying on this resistance, he managed to stop his retreating footsteps.

  Lu Yifeng didn't stop because of this, but instead used his legs to force himself forward, shooting towards the wind and dust. Lu Yifeng, who had previously been a master of close combat, knew that at this moment, he was not strong enough, so he should launch a swift and fierce attack in order to have any chance. Lu Yifeng charged up to Feng Chen's face, jumped up, and his body lay horizontally in the air, with his right foot sweeping towards Feng Chen. Feng Chen dodged Lu Yifeng's attack by sidestepping, then punched towards Lu Yifeng's waist as he hung in mid-air. Lu Yifeng was unable to find a place to borrow force from to flip his body and avoid Feng Chen's attack.

  However, Lu Yufeng exerted his full strength to mobilize his true yuan, causing the true yuan in his body to surge violently. With a loud crash, he punched towards Feng Chen's chest with all his might. Feng Chen did not expect that Lu Yufeng would be able to surpass his own attack, so when Lu Yufeng's attack arrived, he was completely unable to dodge and was struck by Lu Yufeng's fist on the left side of his chest. Using the force from Lu Yufeng's punch, Feng Chen jumped back and maintained a certain distance from Lu Yufeng.

  "Junior brother, your close combat skills are not bad at all. I'm afraid even I have to concede to you in this regard. Judging from the density of your true yuan and your physical reaction speed, it's likely that mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators are no match for you anymore. Even some late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators don't possess such quick reflexes and dense true yuan as yours." Feng Chen gazed at Lu Yu Feng and said.

  "Nowhere, it's just that my junior brother has fought against the monsters in the monster forest many times with bare hands, so he has practiced close-range hand-to-hand combat quite well." Lu Yufeng responded.

  "Alright, no more nonsense, junior brother! Senior brother is getting serious!" As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Chenzi sprang into action, making a swift and fierce kick towards Lu Yufeng. Just when his foot was about to reach Lu Yufeng, he suddenly withdrew it and replaced it with his fist, which struck Lu Yufeng's abdomen with great force. Lu Yufeng dodged too late and was sent flying by the punch.

  The speed of this attack has already surpassed Lu Yu Feng by a lot.

  Lu Yu Feng sprang up from the ground, "Elder brother is indeed a figure who has participated in the sect's resource war!" Lu Yu Feng praised Feng Chen, "However, younger brother still wants to try!" Lu Yu Feng suddenly had his true yuan surging throughout his body, he pulled out the long knife that was stuck in the ground and with a swift shot, chopped towards Feng Chen's waist. Feng Chen leaped up and landed where he had previously placed his weapon, he reached back and pulled out the weapon that was stuck in the ground. Feng Chen's weapon was a long iron rod, on which nine dragon patterns were etched.

  "Junior brother, this staff of mine is called the Fulong Staff, it's a pretty good magical tool. Since junior brother has drawn his weapon, I'll use mine too." Feng Chen had already realized through their earlier battle that although Lu Yufeng was not as strong as himself, they were not far apart either. If he didn't draw his own weapon, he would definitely be suppressed by Lu Yufeng.

  "Haha... Senior brother, let's fight!" Lu Yufeng didn't say much more. The few exchanges they had just had had already stirred up Lu Yufeng's desire to battle, and it had been a long time since he'd had such an exhilarating fight.

  Lu Yu Feng once again raised his knife and chopped down towards the wind, but the wind did not dodge. Instead, he used a single rod to deflect Lu Yu Feng's long knife to the side. The strength of the two was evenly matched, with each inch of movement being met with equal force. Lu Yu Feng's long knife was deflected to the side, but he didn't panic. He quickly switched his knife to his left hand and counterattacked, aiming a slash at the wind's neck. The wind did not show weakness either, retracting his rod and using it to block Lu Yu Feng's attack once more. Before Lu Yu Feng could react, the wind took advantage of Lu Yu Feng's earlier counterattack and struck at his back with another rod. However, Lu Yu Feng had anticipated this move and didn't panic. He turned around and grabbed the wind's rod, pressing down on it before sweeping his leg horizontally towards the wind's head.

  If someone were to witness the intense battle between these two brothers at this moment, they would definitely be shocked to the point of losing their teeth, because in this world of cultivation, it is rare for anyone to hone their close combat skills to such an extent.

  Feng Chen withdrew his long pole and hastily retreated, facing Lu Yu Feng and saying, "It seems that relying on techniques is no match for my junior brother. Then let's see the combat skills of my senior brother! Sweep across the world!" Feng Chen's entire body surged with true yuan, and a battle technique chopped over, the true yuan rapidly shooting out from the pole, releasing a chilly wind, and the golden long pole transformed, pressing down on Lu Yu Feng like Mount Tai.

  Feng Chen's martial skills had already locked onto Lu Yu Feng, and Lu Yu Feng's cultivation was originally inferior to Feng Chen, so he couldn't dodge. He could only raise his long knife, fully mobilize his true yuan to infuse it, and block Feng Chen's sweeping strike.

  "Hum..." Two weapons clashed, and Lu Yu Feng was directly knocked into the ground below his knees by a single rod. Then, with a burst of true energy, he jumped out, but as soon as he emerged, he heard a loud roar, "Sweep away all eight desolations!" And saw a golden long knife sweeping over.

  Lu Yu Feng dodged the move "Sweeping Eight Wastes" with a single leap, jumping back. Then, facing Wind Dust, he struck down with his knife, "Force Splitting Clear Sky!" With a loud roar, he chopped towards Wind Dust, the nearly one-zhang-long blade aura enveloping Wind Dust.

  "Haha... not bad, little brother!" Feng Chen let out a loud shout, then dodged away from Lu Yufeng's astonished gaze. Lu Yufeng swung his sword in a wide arc, striking the ground and creating a deep gash.

  "Let's stop fighting, let's stop! Younger brother, let's just end this with a draw!" Feng Chen said to Lu Yu Feng.

  "Alright, let's stop here. There's no point in continuing. Let's go have a drink instead." Lu Yufeng put away his long sword and walked with Feng Chen towards the house, where they started drinking.

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  "Junior brother, I have to go back now. Next time, I'll come find you for a spar." Feng Chen bid farewell to Lu Yu Feng.

  "Alright, Shixiong, next time we'll have a spar." said Lu Yufeng.

  Lu Yu Feng finished speaking and Feng Chen stepped out and walked away with big strides.

  "Right, junior brother, you didn't go all out, did you?" Feng Chen stopped in his tracks, speaking to Lu Yufeng with his back turned, but he didn't wait for a response and continued walking forward with large strides.

  "Each other, each other!" Lu Yufeng watched as the figure disappeared into the wind and dust, silently thinking to himself, then turned around and returned to his room, continuing his cultivation.

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