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Chapter 227: Chapter 121: Acquiring Another Divine Technique, Advancing to the Iron Bone Realm (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)_2

Gu Qingfeng said, “According to what Peng Shizhong said, it must have been one palm strike, its force fierce and mighty, like an azure dragon emerging from the sea, battling between heaven and earth. At the moment of the strike, there was even a faint sound of a dragon’s chant!”

Bai Mosheng said, “Based on your description, it sounds very much like the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms’ Third Palm ‘Dragon Fighting in the Wilderness’ described in the ‘Jianghu Gossip Record’.”

“Dragon Fighting in the Wilderness, its energy dark and yellow, wide open and closing, extremely firm and yang!”

As Bai Mosheng spoke, he recalled the book’s description of this move.

At this moment, Elder Liu’s expression turned serious and he said, “No wonder the Beggar Sect has been so arrogant these days, repeatedly provoking the Fishing Guild. It turns out that they have acquired a move from the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms.”

“Presumably, they got the inheritance during their trip north to the Beggar Sect Headquarters not long ago.”

Hearing this, Bai Mosheng said, “Gang Leader, the Beggar Sect seriously injured White Tiger Hall this time to establish their power as well as to test us. If we don’t respond, they will certainly attempt to dominate.”

“Dominate? Haha, Mianshui County is too small to accommodate the existence of a third major guild.”

“What does the Gang Leader suggest?”

Bai Mosheng looked at Elder Liu. Elder Liu said, “No rush. Let’s see how the battle at Nan Lake goes in two days’ time.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Mosheng thought for a moment and replied, “Alright.”

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Beggar Sect.

“Ha ha ha… exhilarating, so exhilarating.”

In the Council Hall, Golden Saber Feng San laughed heartily. Today’s victory had indeed lifted his spirits, catching the group from White Tiger Hall completely off guard.

Especially the Old Leader, a single Dragon Capturing Palm had sent Old Peng flying, spitting blood, which was incredibly satisfying. What use were the Thirteen Grand Protectors, nothing special after all.

It was just a pity that two particularly troublesome people had shown up midway.

Qin Ying, Gu Qingfeng.

In fact, in Feng San’s view, these two were no match for the Old Leader either. Why not just take them out together?

Pondering this, he voiced his doubts.

At that moment, the old beggar spread his hand, which was still trembling slightly.

Zhou Peng immediately brought tea and asked, “Old Leader, are you?”

The old beggar replied, “Peng Shizhong’s Stone Breaking Hand truly lives up to its reputation. Even when countered with our Beggar Sect’s supreme technique, the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, it’s impossible to come out completely unscathed.”

“Stone Breaking Hand, Peng Shizhong.”

This was Peng Shizhong’s actual title in Jianghu, while ‘fisherman’ referred to his ranking among the Thirteen Grand Protectors, which typically used their former professions.

Thus, over time, Jianghu had largely forgotten that his true title was “Stone Breaking Hand.”

However, today’s battle, although the old beggar had severely injured Peng Shizhong with one palm, Peng Shizhong’s Stone Breaking Hand had still caused a significant recoil injury to him.

Indeed, Old Peng was a veteran among the Thirteen Grand Protectors, with exceptional strength.

That was the reason why, after Gu Qingfeng and Qin Ying arrived, he chose to temporarily withdraw. Because even after learning such an invincible Divine Technique as the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, he didn’t dare claim he could face three Grand Protectors alone.

His talent was actually not that high; even with just one palm of the technique, it had taken him half a year, with teachings from the elders and his own comprehension, to barely reach the Small Success Realm.

Only then did he dare to try to dominate Mianshui.

Although he now felt confident that his strength surpassed any of the Grand Protectors—even Nan Batian, the first of the Grand Protectors—he didn’t believe he would lose to him.

He could even win by relying on the forcefulness of the palm technique.

But he was not yet strong enough to single-handedly take on the entire Mianshui County.

Still, today was a good start; by severely injuring Peng Shizhong, the Hall Master of the first hall of the Fishing Guild, it was as if he had dealt a heavy blow to the entire guild. To dominate in Mianshui, one must pull down another to rise.

Thinking this way, the Old Leader said, “Zhou Peng.”

“Your subordinate is here.”

Zhou Peng immediately saluted as he waited for the Old Leader’s instructions, “Take a generous gift, and this handwritten letter from me, and deliver them personally to Elder Liu of the Guild Cao. Tell him I am interested in joining forces with him to take down the Fishing Guild. Once the Fishing Guild falls, our Beggar Sect will look up to his Guild Cao as the leader. His guild will then become the number one in Mianshui.”

Hearing this, Zhou Peng immediately understood the Old Leader’s intentions and responded, “Your subordinate will see to it at once.”

Feng San, standing aside, said, “Old Leader, what are you doing? What can that Liu Laoguai do that we can’t? With this letter, aren’t you belittling us?”

The old beggar ignored Feng San’s words. Had it not been for the fact that he was the disciple of the Golden Saber Guardian, he would have kicked him flying already, much less chosen him to be the successor of the Mianshui Beggar Sect.

A brainless thing.

But the Golden Saber Guardian wasn’t someone to provoke. Thinking this, the old beggar said, “Hehe, Feng San, never mind these matters. What’s most important right now is the battle at Nan Lake in three days.”

“Then, everything will rely on your strength. Remember, we must win this battle, not lose.”

Feng San replied, without the slightest worry, “Haha, Old Leader, rest assured, we can’t lose. The experts of White Tiger Hall were all gravely injured today; it’s impossible for them to recover within two days. With our strength, beating them will be as easy as chopping melons and cutting vegetables. Simple, so simple.”

“Good,” said the Old Leader.

“Jianghu matters are settled by Jianghu, and as long as we defeat White Tiger Hall, teaming up with Guild Cao to take down the Fishing Guild will be within our grasp!” the Old Leader declared.

Jianghu matters are settled by Jianghu.

The rule of settling matters in Jianghu is simple: whoever has the bigger fist, whoever is more powerful, prevails. Hence, when a conflict becomes irreconcilable and neither party is sure they can completely destroy the other, the two guilds or forces will opt for a martial arts contest, a blunt and straightforward solution.