More than 20 bamboo sticks infused with internal strength weaved a storm like a large net, but they could not catch Zheng Yuhong, the nimble cheetah.
His steps were ingenious, and he leaped as if he could ignore gravity. The sword in his hand was aimed at the only second-rate expert in Beggar's Sect, Ji Shaocheng.
Zheng Yuhong's sword was like a rainbow that cut through the sky. The more he hit Ji Shaocheng, the more frightened he became.
"This young man is only eighteen years old, and his swordsmanship can be explained by his talent, but why is his internal energy stronger than mine? Could it be that he had been cultivating internal strength since he was born?？”
Ji Shaocheng was the Beggar's Sect's Six Sacks Elder. He had cultivated hard for thirty years and his cultivation had reached the late-stage second-rate. He was considered a well-known expert in the north of the Yellow River.
In the entire north of the Yellow River, even the Yellow River Gang, Thousand Hands Gang, and Green Forest Gang, which were famous local overlord gangs, had first-class experts guarding them, but they had to give him some face.
However, Ji Shaocheng would never have imagined that he would be beaten up by a young man who was not even half his age!
"Take this!"
Ji Shaocheng held his breath and focused his mind. He focused his energy into his dantian and poured thirty years of inner strength into the bamboo stick. A move like Splashing River and Chaotic Rain produced a whistling sound that tore through the air.
Even if this move hit a heavy-armored infantryman who was wearing a sixty-pound armor, it would still cause his armor to cave in, his heart vessels to break, and he would vomit blood and die.
Whether it was in terms of internal energy or martial arts and sword techniques, he was no match for the youth in front of him. If he still wanted to hold back, he would only end up humiliating himself.
Even with the help of more than twenty Beggar's Sect members, his disadvantage was getting bigger and bigger. How could he think of holding back?
"Discovered second-rate inner force, Shaoyang Heart Technique, collected!”
"Discovered second-rate rod technique, Bamboo Forest Rod Technique. Do you want to analyze it?”
It would be a waste not to accept a free martial arts. Although Ji Shaocheng's martial arts were only second-rate, Zheng Yuhong still chose to confirm it immediately.
"Second-rate rod technique, Bamboo Grove Rod Technique. Analysis progress: 10%, 20%, 30%."
The speed of analyzing second-rate martial arts was far faster than first-rate and super-first-rate martial arts.
In just a few breaths of time, Zheng Yuhong had already obtained the complete version of the Bamboo Forest Rod Technique!
In the next second, Zheng Yuhong's sword aura suddenly changed.
His sword aura changed from a blazing inferno to a steady and thick one, as if the earth had been revived. The tip of the sword was like a bamboo leaf fluttering as it pierced straight into Ji Shaocheng's heart.
Zheng Yuhong's sword style suddenly changed, and the tip of his sword stabbed toward the flaws of Ji Shaocheng's Bamboo Forest Stick Technique as if he had predicted it.
Ji Shaocheng, who had just launched a counterattack, was once again forced into a fluster, surrounded by danger.
"This... What, what was going on? Why does he know my Bamboo Forest Rod Technique?？”
Ji Shaocheng realized that Zheng Yuhong was using his sword as a staff, and every move was aimed at the flaws of his staff technique.
Zheng Yuhong beat Ji Shaocheng up like he was beating a dog, causing him to hide and scream.
He was like a bug trapped in a net, struggling but unable to struggle. He could only wait for a slow death.
After Ji Shaocheng's club technique was analyzed by Zheng Yuhong, the match between the two completely showed a crushing momentum. It was not like a battle between two second-rate top players at all.
Even as Zheng Yuhong toyed with Ji Shaocheng like he was toying with a child, he even took the time to use his scabbard to ruthlessly smash the mouths of the beggars beside him. He gave them a powerful big mouth, causing them to see stars and roll on the ground while wailing.
"This big bad guy actually learned the Beggar's Sect Leader's staff technique in such a short time? There was actually such a talented person in the world!”
Huang Rong, who could not speak outside the chaotic battle, hugged her head and stared at the development of the situation with her big eyes like a big hamster.
Huang Rong was shocked when she saw Zheng Yuhong learn the Bamboo Grove Stick Technique in just a few blinks of an eye and then use it to tease Ji Shaocheng.
In this world, apart from the five peerless experts who had long mastered martial arts, there was actually someone who could use the enemy's best technique to defeat the enemy in the face of battle?
"Aiyo, oh my god, oh my mother, oh my mouth!”
In less than three minutes since Zheng Yuhong started fighting with the beggars, the ground in the alley was already covered with Beggar's Sect members who were lying on the ground with red, swollen mouths and missing a few front teeth. They were wailing incessantly.
The tip of Zheng Yuhong's sword was like a leaf in a bamboo forest that drifted without a trace. It suddenly struck Ji Shaocheng's lower abdomen from the blind spot of his vision, and in a flash, it was deeply embedded in his lower abdomen.
If the tip of the sword was not hidden in the scabbard, Zheng Yuhong's move would have killed him on the spot.
"Ugh!"
Ji Shaocheng clutched his stomach. His lower abdomen was bruised and purple. His face was pale as he knelt on the ground. He had almost vomited yesterday's meal.
"On account of Hong Qigong's chivalrous deeds, I'll spare your dog lives!”
Zheng Yuhong shouted and tied his sword to his waist.
Zheng Yuhong walked up to Huang Rong in a few steps and looked at her with a faint smile. Huang Rong broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously smiled like a kitten.
"My stupid sister, I'm unsealing your mute acupoint now. You should know what to say next, right?”
Huang Rong looked at the Beggar's Sect elites rolling on the ground and shuddered. She nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Zheng Yuhong pointed at Huang Rong's mute acupoint and shot her a warning glance. He smiled and said,"Tell them who I am to you.”
"You have to lower your head when you're under the eaves! Under such circumstances, would I dare to disown my brother? Do you want to die?" Huang Rong let out a long sigh in her heart, but her cute and pretty coal face revealed a smile that was gritting her teeth.
"My dear brother, these Beggar's Sect members just misunderstood. On the account that they are all kind-hearted, let's not hold it against them!”
Huang Rong deliberately emphasized the word " brother " like a rabbit with red eyes, as if she wanted to bite her " brother " to death.
Zheng Yuhong nodded in satisfaction and shouted at Ji Shaocheng and the others.
"Did you hear that? Hurry up and get lost!"
Young Master Ji's entire body was sore and sore, and his lower abdomen was in excruciating pain as if he had been hit by a series of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Under such circumstances, he heard that these two people were really siblings who were quarreling.
When he thought about how he had ended up like this because he had meddled in other people's business, his blood and qi immediately flowed in reverse. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Chapter Leader! Please don't let anything happen to you!"
"Doctor, quickly call the doctor!"
The group of beggars who were rolling on the ground immediately stood up and shouted, protecting Ji Shaocheng as they fled into the brick house.
He had wronged a good person, and now he was taught a lesson for being inferior.
Even though they were filled with grief and indignation, the group of beggars still had their dignity. They did not dare to say a single harsh word and could only run away dejectedly.
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