Chapter 355: Li Lang

Under the offensive of Cheng Feng's silver, news about the Silver Body Technique soon arrived.

This news was brought by Black Ear; they were still very reliable.

Cheng Feng arrived at the secret chamber once again.

Looking at Leng Feng before him, there was no expression on Cheng Feng's face, but his gaze was extremely sharp, as if it could see through everything.

"So, the whereabouts of the Silver Body Technique really are in the hands of that group of rogue water transporters?" Cheng Feng asked indifferently.

Leng Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I have already inquired; they have indeed obtained the Silver Body Technique."

"However, they do not seem to know the true value of this technique and are just treating it as an Ordinary martial art to practice."

Cheng Feng's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he pondered to himself.

He had originally thought that the Silver Body Technique might be held by some faction or powerful expert, but he had not expected it to fall into the hands of a group of rogues.

In this way, the matter became somewhat simple.

This group of rogues were mostly unorganized and undisciplined people of the pugilistic world.

If he wanted to obtain the Silver Body Technique from their hands, there would likely be some twists and turns.

At worst, he could just take it directly.

But regardless, Cheng Feng had to obtain the Silver Body Technique.

This was not only related to the improvement of his own cultivation, but also concerned the future development of the entire Hong Sect.

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng's gaze became even more determined.

"Is it confirmed who has it?"

Leng Feng was also somewhat excited: "Found it, but the other party wants to meet with the Sect Master first."

"Hm? Why meet me? One hand delivers the money, the other delivers the goods."

"If they have any demands, satisfying them is enough; what is the purpose of meeting me?"

Cheng Feng's tone revealed a hint of displeasure; he was not accustomed to such sudden variables.

The atmosphere in the secret chamber became slightly heavy due to his questioning, and Leng Feng felt this pressure.

He hurriedly explained: "Sect Master, please calm your anger. According to the scout's report, the leader on the surface of that rogue water transport group holding the Silver Body Technique is named Li Lang, and he seems to have unique insights into the situation in Heimu Prefecture."

"He proposed a meeting and hopes to take this opportunity to obtain the protection of the Hong Sect."

Hearing this, the corners of Cheng Feng's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he calculated in his heart.

Protection? Hmph, this is nothing but an excuse for the weak, wanting to use this to raise their own status.

But on second thought, if he could really take this opportunity to smoothly obtain the Silver Body Technique without damaging relations, it would not be a bad strategy.

"Fine, I will meet him. You arrange the time and place."

"Remember, have him bring the Secret Manual of the Silver Body Technique; otherwise, do not blame my Hong Sect for being heartless."

Cheng Feng's voice was low and powerful, every word revealing unquestionable decisiveness.

Leng Feng received the order and left, leaving Cheng Feng alone in the secret chamber once again.

He closed his eyes, and the various possibilities brought by the Silver Body Technique surfaced in his mind, with unprecedented longing and determination surging in his heart.

This was not just a pursuit of power, but also a responsibility and commitment to the future of the Hong Sect.

If a single Bronze Statue Technique could make a Martial Artist's physical body comparable to the True Qi Realm, then what kind of realm would the subsequent Silver Body Technique be?

Moreover, it seemed that the two Secret Manuals could be practiced separately?

Two days later, under a dark moon and high wind, an inconspicuous small boat quietly docked at a hidden pier.

Cheng Feng, dressed in night-traveling clothes, stepped onto the deck alone to meet Li Lang, who had been waiting for a long time.

Li Lang was burly, his pair of iron palms covered in thick calluses; he was clearly an expert in hard-body training.

Seeing that Cheng Feng had actually come alone, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Your Excellency is indeed true to your word; Li admires this greatly." Li Lang cupped his hands and said, his words carrying the forthrightness of a pugilist.

Cheng Feng nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Li Lang, his tone icy: "Less talk, have you brought the Silver Body Technique?"

Li Lang smiled slightly, slowly took out a yellowed Secret Manual from his bosom, and placed it gently on the table: "Naturally. Since Li promised to trade with you, I will never go back on my word. However, Cheng Sect Master, Li has one more request."

Cheng Feng's eyes sharpened, a sense of vigilance surging in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface: "Let's hear it."

Li Lang's expression became increasingly mysterious, and he slowly leaned toward Cheng Feng, as if he had some secret to tell him.

However, the moment he approached Cheng Feng, a look of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice: "Please, Your Excellency... go to your death!"

Before his voice had faded, he slammed out a palm, aiming directly for Cheng Feng's vital points.

Cheng Feng was startled, but his face revealed nothing; he quickly took a step back, avoiding the range of Li Lang's potential surprise attack.

At the same time, he looked at the other party coldly: "I was already guarding against you, Li Lang. What is the meaning of this?"

Li Lang laughed loudly, his laughter filled with a hint of madness and unruliness: "Do you really think I would honestly hand the Silver Body Technique over to you?"

Hahahahaha... Let me tell you, this peerless martial art can only belong to me, Li Lang, alone!

Also, stop hiding it; hurry up and hand over your Bronze Statue Technique!"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng felt even more curious and couldn't help but ask: "Li Lang, how do you know that I possess the Bronze Statue Technique?" As he spoke, his figure flickered, and he lunged toward Li Lang like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already fiercely engaged, with fist winds whistling and palm shadows flying.

Li Lang's iron palms had astonishing power, and every strike produced a dull sound, as if it were about to tear the air apart.

Cheng Feng was not afraid in the slightest, meeting force with force and demonstrating powerful strength.

Seeing that Cheng Feng was actually able to trade a palm with him head-on, Li Lang's expression suddenly became tense: "Could it be that you have already reached the Bone Refining Perfection realm?"

Cheng Feng, relying on his Master-level Void-Disrupting Steps, made his own movement technique exceptionally agile, not only able to easily avoid the opponent's attacks but even find opportunities to counterattack.

After feeling the power of Li Lang's palm, Cheng Feng had a rough understanding of his true strength; it turned out he was only at the Bone Refining Late Stage.

Realm, martial techniques, backup plans—he had them all; how could he lose?

Cheng Feng responded with a smile: "What? Is there a problem with that?" His words were filled with confidence and disdain.

Li Lang was clearly prepared, and with a ruthless expression, he threw the tinderbox in his hand toward the rear without the slightest hesitation.

In an instant, the lamp oil Li Lang had secretly set up was triggered, and the entire small boat was swallowed by raging flames in a heartbeat.

The powerful force of the explosion sent Cheng Feng and Li Lang flying, and the two of them crashed heavily onto the deck like birds with broken wings.

Cheng Feng endured the intense pain and struggled to climb up from the ground. He searched everywhere with his gaze, only to discover that Li Lang had already vanished without a trace.

He could not help but curse, "Damn it! This guy really runs fast!"

However, Cheng Feng himself had also sustained some minor injuries; a sharp pain struck his chest, making him unable to stop coughing violently.

"Hmph, Li Lang, you can run from the monk, but you can't run from the temple. I will find you sooner or later!" Cheng Feng said viciously. Despite feeling somewhat unwell, he still tried to stand up straight and looked around.

At this moment, the small boat was already completely engulfed by the raging fire, the flames growing increasingly fierce, and billowing thick smoke filled the air.