The wind gently swept through the forest, the emerald green leaves quivering slightly, just like a series of long, thin mouths whispering to each other.

  With a light and quick pace, Xu Haifeng suddenly had an illusion of floating like an immortal, as if he was stepping on the wind and leaving.

  His mental strength stretched to its limits, although it was far from comparable to that kind of feeling as if he was above the world.

  But after that evolution, it has become more refined and powerful, and can already sense the subtle changes in space.

  A faint, almost imperceptible current of air rose around him, swirling and growing as he ran, until it became a swift and fierce gust of wind that blew forward.

  Xu Haifeng, who had already reached the limit of his speed, suddenly accelerated again under the impetus of this gust of wind, and in that instant, he was actually one step faster than Li Yanbo behind him.

  Just one step, just one step away.

  A person's step can be as big as they want it to be, but no bigger than a meter or so, that's the limit.

  A distance of one meter was like a massive giant hammer that heavily pounded on Li Yanbo's heart.

  Following Xu Haifeng's footsteps, Li Dazong seemed carefree and composed, but in reality he had already exhausted all his strength, without any reservation.

  Whether it was for his own face or the competitive spirit in his heart, he did not believe that Xu Haifeng, this rising star, could surpass him.

  Xu Haifeng's light body kung fu was able to rival his, which was already greatly beyond his expectations. He did his best to chase after him, wanting to rely on his decades of refined and unparalleled internal strength to exhaust Xu Haifeng in terms of endurance and stamina, and ultimately emerge victorious.

  But he could never have thought, and even found it hard to believe, that Xu Haifeng still had strength left.

  His spiritual awareness clearly told him that Xu Haifeng had already reached the limit of his speed, but suddenly took a step forward.

  This short distance, on flat ground, he could even just shake his body and rely on the tip of his foot to easily cross over.

  But at this moment, he has already brought his speed to its own limit.

  All along, he has been confident and no one can surpass himself in speed.

  Indeed, even the other few masters were slightly inferior to him in this aspect before the Monkey Boy appeared.

  For twenty years, since he reached this standard, he has never made a breakthrough again, perhaps this is already the limit of human physical ability.

  At this time, it's not just a step away, even an inch closer is beyond one's power.

  However, Xu Haifeng actually did it, he broke through his understanding of human limits.

  Speed, at that moment, Xu Haifeng was actually one step faster than him.

  The distance of this step is like an insurmountable natural moat, making him feel a high and unattainable sense of longing.

  At this moment, a wave of desolate and hopeless emotions suddenly surged up in his heart, as if he had lost all confidence and interest in the world, and there was no longer any glimmer of light or hope left in his heart.

  When one's greatest talent, the ability that has been touted as the best in the world for so long, is easily surpassed by someone else, anyone would feel this sense of despair and hopelessness.

  If it were someone with a weak will, they would sink from then on and never recover.

  Li Yanbo is one of the three great masters of his time, but first and foremost he is a human being, a normal person who cannot avoid the seven emotions and six desires that are inherent to humanity.

  He naturally couldn't help but feel a sense of pessimism when faced with such a situation.

  After all, he is a master of his generation, with a broad and profound mind that ordinary people can hardly match.

  The negative emotions that would have made an ordinary person collapse only lingered in his heart for a few breaths before completely dissipating.

  His footsteps came to an abrupt halt, he took a deep breath, and stood still where he was.

  Li Yanbo's footsteps stopped, and Xu Haifeng suddenly felt a response. His body elegantly drew a semicircle in mid-air, and after a few ups and downs, he had already arrived in front of Li Dazongshi.

  Two new and old masters stood facing each other, silently speechless.

  Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both thought of past events at the same time.

  This was already their third meeting.

  For the first time, Xu Haifeng had just successfully defended the capital's grand arena, and was in high spirits. However, deep down, he was still timid and weak, not worth mentioning. Faced with Li Yanbo, whose martial arts skills far surpassed his own, he didn't even have the courage to fight back, and instead directly called for reinforcements, resulting in the initial defeat of the Human-shaped Violent Dragon.

  The second time they met, Xu Haifeng had already returned to the Beijiang camp from his trip to the Huns. At that time, he had just grasped the power of the mind, and his temperament and courage had undergone a drastic change, and the three-palm appointment with Li Yanbo made him look at each other in a new light.

  However, this time, Xu Haifeng has truly transformed and reached a level where he can rival Li Yanbo.

  Three meetings witnessed three stages of Xu Haifeng's life, from an unknown small soldier to the world's top change process.

  The two people had the same feeling in their eyes, at this moment, they were equal, whether it was status, martial arts, or state of mind, they had all reached the same level.

  Li Yanbo smiled slightly, and his soul seemed to have undergone a new round of refinement, sublimation, and reached the realm of great perfection once again.

  If he didn't have such a broad and open-minded heart, he wouldn't be qualified to set foot in the realm of the ancestors.

  "Hope all is well with you, senior."

  With a faint smile, Li Yanbo sighed: "You little guy, good..."

  He gave a thumbs up, making no attempt to conceal his praise and admiration.

  "Junior's achievements today are also thanks to your guidance, I will always remember it in my heart and dare not forget." Xuhai Feng bowed deeply and said.

  The last time they met, Xu Haifeng fulfilled the three-palm agreement with Li Yanbo. These three moves were full of different meanings for Xu Haifeng. It was like a turning point in life, being able to compare with Li Yanbo, an expert of this level, gave him extremely strong confidence.

  "Hah..." Lei Yanbo burst out laughing loudly and said: "This is your own effort and luck, it has nothing to do with me."

  Xu Haifeng didn't make any excuses, he only asked: "Senior, you came here today, I don't know what instructions you have?"

  Li Yanbo's expression turned serious, and he didn't answer. Instead, he asked back: "Xu Xian, was that spiritual fluctuation just now from you?"

  "That's right." said Xu Haifeng frankly.

  "It's really you..." Lei Yanbo muttered, and suddenly his eyes sparkled with excitement. He shouted loudly: "Xu Xian, come and receive my palm!"

  His expression was grave, his right hand slowly raised, and his palm seemed to suddenly swell to twice its size. The legendary giant palm that shook the heavens reappeared in the world, mixed with an unparalleled aura of tyranny, and pressed down on Xu Haifeng's head.

  Li Yanbo's first move was actually his most famous one, the giant spirit palm that had earned him a great reputation on the list of extraordinary skills.

  Faced with this fierce palm, Xu Haifeng did not have the slightest fear, but instead had a hint of expectation.

  His hands were raised to his chest, slowly stirring up, and between his palms, there seemed to be a kind of mysterious power.

  Condensed but not scattered, contained but not revealed, yet the explosive power within left Li Yanbo's heart racing with shock.

  Li Yanbo's palm was getting slower and slower, this short distance seemed to be stretched to infinite length, however, with his palm approaching inch by inch, the vast and boundless aura became more solid.

  That slowly approaching palm was as heavy as Mount Tai.

  In stark contrast, Xu Haifeng's hands moved faster and faster, until almost everything that could be seen became a blur.

  This is Taiji divine power, but it's also vastly different from the Taiji of before. Because within this, there was a hint of the wind's power that he had just come to realize.

  The power of the wind, the mighty force of nature, even if it is small, but after all, it still belongs to the realm of natural forces, not something that human power can compare with.

  "Bang..."

  A deafening crash, and Li Yanbo's palm seemed to ignite a barrel of gunpowder, bursting forth with dazzling light that splashed out in all directions.

  Li Yanbo's body leapt high, and the scorching air waves rushed in, although he was prepared early, but still couldn't dodge them all, instantly becoming a mess, looking quite embarrassed.

  In mid-air, his gaze remained fixed on Xu Haifeng, who was spinning around like a top.

  Xu Haifeng, who was at the center of the explosion, had his hands formed into a circle. With each rotation, a faint but strong true energy emanated from him, weakening the terrifying aura that came rushing towards him.

  At the same time, his body rotated at high speed, bringing up a whirlwind that was swirling non-stop, surrounding him, as if it were an armor made of wind, blocking most of the impact for him.

  On the ground, a circle of ripples appeared, countless dust was blown up by the wind, neatly arranged into a complete and round shape, rolling outwards.

  The power of this palm was so mighty that it shocked people to hear about it.

  Li Yanbo landed steadily, looking at Xu Haifeng who had collected his form and was standing still on the spot. He finally let out a sigh and said: "The rear waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, such divine skills, I am convinced."

  Xu Haifeng's face was calm and unruffled, he said in a low voice: "Senior is too modest, this move should be called 'Autumn Color'."

  In his heart, he indeed had a deep respect for Li Yanbo, this elder generation master.

  At this level of martial arts, unless it's a life-or-death battle, it's really hard to truly determine who wins or loses.

  In fact, just now when they fought, Xu Haifeng had to rely on the power of nature, and was only able to fight Li Yanbo to a draw.

  If it were before today, he had not yet grasped the power of wind, then at this time one war, it would be absolutely not the enemy of Li Da Zong Shi.

  The name of the three great masters, for decades, has shaken the world, and people look up to them with reverence. The villains are terrified, how could it be an undeserved reputation?

  Xu Haifeng felt a twinge of guilt in his heart, it was truly an extreme stroke of luck...

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