"Little beggar, where are you running?"

"I dare to smash the signboard of our martial arts hall. Today I must throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

On the dock, a group of martial arts masters surrounded a young man with beautiful eyes and ragged clothes by the river.

Hong Xiaoqi was in a mess all over, his face was extremely tired, and there was a trace of red blood hanging on the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, he retreated and turned around and looked at it. The river was calm and deep, and it was indeed a dog-like expression on his face.

These days, he was like a dog in Jinling City. He had been in a state of silence for a long time. He was chased several times in the middle and suffered serious injuries.

The key is that I haven't eaten for several days and can't run.

"Did I dig your ancestral grave or sleep with your wife? Do you have to kill me?"

The little beggar gasped and shouted in a frustration.

"I just stole some gold from you. Can't I give it to you?"

Hong Xiaoqi couldn't help but shout, and then took off the rag bag on his body.

He shook all the pieces of the golden plaque inside to the ground.

"I've given it to you, don't chase after me?"

The little beggar shouted speechlessly.

It is best not to fight if you can admit defeat! What's more, there are many people on the other side, and there are also the internal strength masters of the Wu League. How can he beat him?

"If you abandon your martial arts skills, go back with us. The alliance leader has the final say whether you are a life or a death!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with eagle face suddenly walked out of the crowd.

"Stolen martial arts?

Don’t think about it!”

Hong Xiaoqi spat fiercely, "I tell you, my grandfather is Hong Tiande. If you dare to do it, my grandfather will definitely not be able to avoid you!"

At the critical moment, I could only move! The eagle-faced man was stunned when he heard the words Hong Tiande and then sneered, "Hmph! Why are you pretending to be there? Your grandfather Hong Tiande is no longer the president of the martial arts association, and he heard that he was seriously injured in the 'Fight of the Alliance', otherwise how could he disappear in the past few years?"

"Now you are still using your grandpa to scare us?

Sorry, his reputation is no longer useful!"

The eagle-faced man said with disdain.

Since Hong Tiande retired as president of the Wushu Association, he has not shown up for many years. Before he stepped down, he had an earth-shaking battle with others! That battle was called the "Fight of the Alliance".

It was Hong Tiande, who was the president of the Martial Arts Association at that time, and Lin Cong, the head of the Martial Arts Association, who was the peak showdown! Of course, only a very few people knew about this.

But all the upper classes knew that the battle was a shattering place.

But the final result naturally ended with Hong Tiande's defeat.

It was also from that time that the influence of the Wushu Association declined across the country, and the Wushu Association rose with the trend.

It can be said that the competition was a major turning point in the martial arts world.

Hong Xiaoqi clenched his fists very hard. After that battle, his grandfather was indeed seriously injured, and even his skills were half-wasted, and he was discouraged.

For Hong Xiaoqi, grandfather was the person he respected the most. From that time on, he vowed to learn all the martial arts of the world and one day he would definitely seek revenge on Lin Cong! "Hateful! Grandpa abandoned his opinion and asked me to come to Jinling to study. Unexpectedly, the people of the Wu League would eventually eradicate me!"

Hong Xiaoqi saw murderous intent in the eyes of the eagle-faced man.

That's right, the eagle-faced man got Liu Ziyi's order to depose Hong Xiaoqi.

Hong Xiaoqi is young and has the peak of external strength and has the appearance of King of Martial Arts. He must not leave such a disaster for the headmaster.

"Okay! Come on, let me see the people from the Martial Alliance today. How capable are you?"

At this time, Hong Xiaoqi put down his burden and then slowly picked up a long strip of coarse cloth package from the side and slowly untied it.

Suddenly, a mottled and rugged wooden stick appeared in everyone's sight.

"Is this the beggar's gang's dog-beating stick?"

"I didn't expect that the old guy Hong Tiande actually passed it to you?"

The eagle-faced man's eyes shook, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes.

You know, this dog-beating stick is a treasure passed down from the Song Dynasty. It is said to be cast from thousands of years of ebony, with a hardness comparable to black gold. It can be said that the dog-beating stick is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Those who hold this stick can command the entire Beggar's Sect! Unexpectedly, it will fall into the hands of the little beggar.

Hong Xiaoqi took the stick and walked a few steps forward.

"I know you are a master of internal energy, but my grandfather said that internal energy is not enough, let's get the moves!"

"I'll beat the dog in one hundred and eight styles. If you can do it all, I'll let you deal with it!"

Hong Xiaoqi spoke proudly.

Even if the opponent is a master who is one level higher than him, it seems that he doesn't see it.

"Little beggar, you are so fucking crazy, then I will let you know the difference between internal and external strength!"

The eagle-faced man sneered sinisterly and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Oh! Hong Xiaoqi subconsciously lifted the stick and rushed into the air next to him.

Bang! After a dull sound, the man with eagle-faced face appeared, and then took a few steps back, with a look of shock on his face.

"Can the mere external force capture my afterimage?"

"I underestimate you!"

"But you just rely on the dog-beating stick, otherwise you think you can withstand my moves?"

The eagle-faced man sneered, and then he swooped over again, like a big roc spreading his wings.

Bang bang bang! The dog-beating sticks in the little beggar's hand suddenly flew up, and the afterimage of the eagle-faced man jumped up and down, but he could barely catch them every time.

"This dog-beating stick method is indeed mysterious!"

At this moment, a pair of eyes that looked like stars on the warship in the distance were a little admiration.

"Although there is a bonus of magical weapons, the peak realm of external power and cross-level combat, this potential has not been seen in a century, which is really terrifying!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but praise him again.

"Military Gate, do you want me to go up and help?"

There was a look of worry in Zhao Qun's eyes.

Although the little beggar can still resist for the time being, the two are one level behind.

It's only a matter of time to lose.

Jiang Beichen waved his hand, "Crisis and opportunity coexist. For warriors, the more dangerous the situation is, the more they can stimulate their own potential. If he avoids this disaster, he will become a great person in the future!"

After hearing what he said, Zhao Qun stopped talking.

After a while, Hong Xiaoqi fought with the eagle-faced man with no less than a hundred moves.

The external force can actually stick to the internal force. It will be scary to say it out loud. This little beggar is simply outrageous! "Haha, I'll beat the dog in the water after taking this trick!"

The situation suddenly reversed. Hong Xiaoqi seized the opportunity and took the initiative to attack. Looking back, he directly hit the eagle-faced man's chest.

But the next second is empty.

Afterimage! Hong Xiaoqi's face shook, and at this moment, a man with an eagle-faced face suddenly appeared behind him, and then he slapped it with a very fierce palm.

Puff! Hong Xiaoqi spurted blood in the air and flew backwards, hitting heavily on the dock, almost rolling into the river.

"Hmph! Little beggar, you must understand that no matter how genius you are, there is an insurmountable gap between external and internal strength!"

The eagle-faced man shook his head.

"You can't beat me, go die!"

The eagle face sneered and was about to rush over again.

And at this moment, a harsh sound of breaking through the air came! In the blink of an eye, a bright plum blossom, with a sound of a sound, inserted into the cement floor under the man's feet like a steel nail.

"This...a plum blossom?

?”

The eagle-faced man's eyes shook, and he took several steps and fell to the ground.

Cold sweat spread all over his body! Everyone present looked at each other with fear on their faces.

Yizhimei, the name has been spread throughout Jinling recently, and it is definitely a shadow over the head of the Wu Alliance.

After all, children playing on the street can sing a few sentences.

"The dragon list under the dome, a plum blossom overwhelms all the flowers!"
Chapter completed!