Other than the sweeping monk, Qiao Feng should be the number one of the eight divisions of the heavenly dragon.

The burly man let out a long laugh. He retracted his right hand and slashed with his left hand. Qiao Feng stretched out his left hand, his fingertips aimed at the Houhuo acupoint on the edge of his palm. The burly man suddenly raised his arm, and his momentum did not falter. Qiao Feng moved his finger in time and pointed at the "Qiangu Acupoint" at the edge of his palm. In an instant, the burly man's palms danced in the air and changed more than ten moves in a row. Qiao Feng only defended and did not attack, his fingers always pointing at the acupuncture points that his palms would definitely hit. The burly man had slapped him unexpectedly at first, but after that, he did not hit him again. One of them was a rare high-tier martial art in the world. The burly man had used the twentieth move. Seeing that Qiao Feng was still able to change his moves quickly and accurately despite being heavily injured, he suddenly retracted his palm and leaped back. He said," You are too stupid. I shouldn't have saved you." "I respectfully accept your teachings, benefactor," said Qiao Feng. The man scolded,"You stinky mule, you've trained such invincible martial arts. Why would you give your life for a skinny girl?" She is not related to you, nor is she a beauty that can topple a country. She is just a humble little girl. How can there be a fool like you in this world?" Qiao Feng sighed and said,"Benefactor, you're right." Qiao Feng, with a useful body, did such a useless thing, which was originally inappropriate. It was just that I was so angry that I didn't think about the consequences."