Beside the Qiantang River.
The sea water was already surging. From afar, it did not seem like there was anything, only a white mark.
However, the experienced people of Qiantang River knew that the white mark would soon hit them violently and form a huge wave.
There were not many times when the Qiantang tide caused disasters. Most of the time, it was just a spectacle.
The seawater gradually came, and the battle between Ye Ran and Hong Qigong was about to begin.
Hong Qigong clasped his hands behind his back. Even though his tattered clothes were blown up by the wind, it did not hinder his supreme aura that was close to that of a grandmaster.
Renee, on the other hand, did not move. He just stood there lightly and was very calm. It did not seem like he wanted to fight at all.
"Little Daoist, to be honest, I am the Nine-fingered God Beggar Hong Qigong. Tell me your realm, and I will use the strength of that realm to fight you.”
Hong Qigong chuckled. He was full of the aura of a grandmaster when facing Renee.
Although he had yet to become a Grandmaster, he was already not far from it. He was only a hair's breadth away.
"No need." Renee chuckled. Her white Daoist robe fluttered gently in the wind, giving her a celestial appearance, like a god.
Even Hong Qigong was a little dazed.
"Alright, then we'll stop there. I see that the little Taoist priest has an extraordinary aura, so his martial arts shouldn't be too bad.”
Hong Qigong was very confident. He firmly believed that he would be able to stop before he could injure his opponent.
"Little Taoist priest, you can make your move now." Hong Qigong was full of confidence.
Renee thought for a moment and thought about what kind of strength he should use to not kill the old man. Then, he nodded.
"If you can't block my punch, dodge it quickly and don't take it head-on.”Renee said solemnly.
As soon as he said this, before Hong Qigong could explode, the customers of the restaurant at the side had already begun to curse.
"Little Taoist, do you really think you're Ye Zhenren? Don't talk big!”
"The Nine-fingered Beggar is one of the Five Uniques. Do you know what the Five Uniques are? All of them were Half-Zongshi, and Wang Chongyang had even reached the Zongshi realm.”
"Forget it, forget it. This Little Taoist is probably new and has never heard of the Five Uniques. He won't understand what the Grandmaster said.”
The sea water of Qiantang River gradually surged over. The original white wave had already gathered into a ten-meter-high tide, and the wave was still rising, showing signs of being out of control.
The sky gradually darkened, and some dark clouds enveloped the Qiantang River in Hangzhou. It was gloomy and somewhat terrifying.
On the second floor of the Immortal Restaurant, some people with discerning eyes saw the rapidly approaching waves, and their expressions changed drastically.
"Big waves! Tide! Great disaster!"
The dam of the Qiantang River was 20 meters high, which was considered high. It would not be a problem for it to cope with the general tide.
On the first, fifth, fifteenth, and twentieth of the lunar month, the waves were no higher than ten meters, and the dam was able to block them without any problems.
But today's wave was too extraordinary.
This was probably the legendary tide disaster.
A disaster that was close to a tsunami!
In the history of Hangzhou's Qiantang River, there were not many such disasters.
It had only happened twice in the past hundred years.
Unexpectedly, the people of Qiantang River were about to welcome the once-in-a-century tide disaster.
"Run!"
The customers of the Immortal Restaurant ran away one after another, running wildly and shouting loudly. They were very afraid.
"Run up the mountain!"
An old man shouted.
Countless Qiantang people began to run to the nearby mountains to seek shelter.
The tide was getting higher and higher, and the bright white tide was like a ferocious beast that started to sweep and wreak havoc.
Beside the Qiantang River.
The Nine-fingered Beggar's expression changed. Although he was a martial arts expert and a half-step grandmaster, he was still human. It was not a problem for him to face ordinary small waves, but when faced with such a monstrous wave.
He could only laugh and wipe his feet.
"Little Daoist, let's pause the competition. Let's avoid the sea disaster first.”
Hong Qigong lifted his torn clothes and reached out to brush his messy bangs up to broaden his vision. Then, he shouted at Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were not far away.
"Hurry up and run!"
Huang Rong and Guo Jing did not hesitate. They immediately stood up and wanted to escape.
Facing such a huge tide and disaster, they had long been panicking.
"Little girl, get on my back, I'll run with you.”Huang Rong spoke very quickly and was very anxious.
"No, I'll wait for Master here. You guys should leave quickly.”
The little loli was neither hurried nor slow, and she did not care at all.
Actually, she was pretending to not care. She was afraid too.
How could a seven or eight-year-old girl not be afraid when she saw the huge waves in the distance?
However, when she looked at the back of the white-robed figure not far away from the corner of her eye, she felt a little more at ease.
She firmly believed that the monstrous waves were nothing. Her immortal master would definitely be able to save her.
Just like how his master had saved the Black Jade Grass.
"Follow me!" Huang Rong began to use force to carry the little girl away.
However, the little girl was still young, so she was full of hatred. She bit Huang Rong's arm.
Fresh blood oozed out and Huang Rong was in pain.
"I don't care about you anymore!" Huang Rong was a little angry.
Guo Jing looked at the approaching tide and finally couldn't help but move.
"If we don't leave now, it'll be too late! Rong 'er, you go first. I'll carry the baby.”
The situation was extremely anxious.
The tide of nearly a hundred meters struck the dam of Qiantang River with lightning speed.
Boom!
Like thunder, the entire dam was smashed into pieces.
He could no longer escape.
Under such a tidal wave, even if he had peerless martial arts, he could only die with hatred.
" Rong 'er..." Guo Jing's face was gloomy.
Huang Rong was speechless.
"Hehe! I knew it!" Little Zhao Min wasn't afraid to laugh back. She even shouted straight ahead.
"Good luck, Master!"
Huang Rong and the others looked in the direction where little Zhao Min was looking at. The white-robed Daoist stood steadily like an old pine tree.
In front of him, a pair of Taiji Yin-Yang Fish were slowly revolving, like a dragon turtle with its tail in its mouth.
This was Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist Intent, and it was also Renee's Taiji Fist Intent.
"Taiji Fist-Mountain River Suppression!"
Boom!
Renee pushed his fists forward, and Taiji Fist Intent surged out.
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