radicalducati Chapter 145 Reunion with the Northern Beggar
Chapter 145 Reunion with the Northern Beggar
"This is outrageous."
Gu Qianbei was stunned when she saw this scene.
It's worth noting that in the original story, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng died in this way.
The contest of internal strength is the most dangerous, and often ends in death.
Generally speaking, neither side would choose this kind of competition when they are fighting.
But many things, as they escalate, inexplicably turn into this situation.
The atmosphere was right.
For a moment, everyone tensed up.
On the arena, Qiao Feng and Guo Jing unleashed their powerful internal energy, causing the surrounding air to distort and form a vortex of palm force.
The expressions on their faces also became extremely solemn.
They never expected it to turn out this way.
But at this point, it's too late to back out.
"This is troublesome. If no one with the strength to intervene will be able to stop them, they will likely suffer heavy losses at the very least."
Gu Qianbei said in a low voice.
Huang Rong's expression changed repeatedly as she quickly thought of a solution.
If she were truly forced to make a choice, she would do anything to save Guo Jing, even if it meant being a villain.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong slightly tightened her grip on the dog-beating stick, her gaze fixed firmly on the arena.
Seemingly noticing Huang Rong's gaze, Guo Jing immediately looked at her and shook his head slightly.
He knew what Huang Rong wanted to do.
But this is absolutely not allowed.
If this is done, the conflict between the two factions of the Beggars' Sect will likely escalate into a bloody battle, at which point the Beggars' Sect will be severely weakened.
"Brother Jing..."
Huang Rong's expression changed; she had guessed Guo Jing's thoughts.
If things become unavoidable, Guo Jing will forcefully withdraw his internal energy, risking backlash to avoid a lose-lose situation.
At that point, Guo Jing would be seriously injured while Qiao Feng would be unharmed.
Just then, a loud laugh suddenly came from the sky.
"Haha! It's so lively!"
The next moment, a figure that everyone was watching appeared on the arena.
Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar!
"Seventh Master!"
Huang Rong was overjoyed and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Old Master Hong!"
The members of the Beggars' Sect also showed expressions of surprise and delight.
Hong Qigong was highly respected; not only did the Dirty Clothes Faction revere him, but the Clean Clothes Faction also admired him greatly.
A truly powerful person is someone who is praised by both enemies and friends.
Just like Rainbow Cat, even those in the world of Demonic Cultivation respectfully address him as Young Hero Rainbow Cat.
Gu Qianbei's face lit up with joy when he saw Hong Qigong.
"Young people really don't know their own strength, and now I, an old beggar, have to clean up their messes."
Hong Qigong made a sarcastic remark, then unleashed both palms simultaneously, striking the point where the two palms collided.
boom!
With the addition of Hong Qigong's palm force, the vortex of palm force created by Guo Jing and Qiao Feng shattered instantly.
The two men each took a few steps back to steady themselves, then pressed down with their palms to calm the restless internal energy within their bodies.
"I didn't expect even Hong Qigong to come. I thought he had long since retired from the Beggars' Sect and was no longer involved in its affairs."
Yue Buqun was surprised, but also envious.
At their peak, the Huashan Sect could rival the Beggars' Sect.
But what about now?
The Beggars' Sect still has a wealth of talent, while Mount Hua only has a handful left.
How pathetic.
All the sects were surprised to see Hong Qigong, who had not appeared in the martial arts world for a long time.
Some were pleasantly surprised, while others frowned; their emotions were quite different.
Huang Rong immediately used her lightness skill to land next to Hong Qigong.
"Seventh Master! I knew you would come."
Huang Rong tugged at Hong Qigong's sleeve, still looking like a young girl as before.
Come to think of it, they hadn't seen each other for several years.
"Haha, Rong'er, you've become even more beautiful. I'm an old beggar, and I've finally come back, so you have to cook me a good meal."
Hong Qigong laughed heartily.
"No problem! I'll make 'The Moon Over the Twenty-Four Bridges' for you!"
"Okay, okay!"
Hong Qigong laughed with satisfaction.
At this moment, Gu Qianbei also landed on the arena.
"Senior, it's been a long time."
"It's you, kid! You've come at the right time! I finished all that wine you had last time, give me a few more gourds later."
When Hong Qigong saw Gu Qianbei, his smile deepened.
"No problem."
Qiao Feng and Guo Jing also adjusted their internal energy.
"Master!"
Guo Jing stepped forward with delight and bowed respectfully.
"Senior Hong, thank you so much for your help!"
Qiao Feng also respectfully cupped his hands in greeting.
Firstly, he wanted to express his gratitude for the help he had just given, and secondly, he had always held Hong Qigong in high esteem.
The name of the Northern Beggar resounded throughout the world, and he was always Qiao Feng's role model.
"Haha! We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite."
Hong Qigong laughed heartily, then looked at the two of them.
"Let's call this match over. Your strengths are evenly matched, and if we were to determine a winner, it would have to be a fight to the death."
This is not a good thing for our Beggars' Sect.
"I will do whatever Master says."
Guo Jing naturally had no objection, but Qiao Feng looked troubled.
"Now that both matches are one win and one loss, if this final match is cancelled, where will the Dog-Beating Stick ultimately belong?"
The most important purpose of the Junshan Conference was to decide who would own the Dog-Beating Stick. The competition itself could be skipped, but this matter had to be decided.
Hong Qigong did not answer immediately, but looked at Huang Rong instead.
Huang Rong immediately understood and handed the Dog-Beating Stick to Hong Qigong.
"The Dirty Clothes Faction follows the lead of Seven Horses in everything."
Hong Qigong secretly praised her, thinking to himself, "Huang Rong is indeed the most sensible one."
"Everyone, this Junshan Conference has been truly wonderful! But if it continues, I'm afraid it will damage our harmony."
As you can all see, the strength of both factions is evident, so I don't think it's necessary to continue.
As for the ownership of this dog-beating stick…
As Hong Qigong finished speaking, his gaze swept across the entire room.
Both the Clean Clothes Faction disciples and the Dirty Clothes Faction disciples looked on with longing.
Hong Qigong sighed silently in his heart at this.
Indeed, eliminating the divide between the two factions remains a long and arduous task.
Hong Qigong turned to Qiao Feng and said, "Qiao Feng, do you agree to let this old beggar make this decision?"
Qiao Feng pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "I agree!"
"Alright. In that case, this old beggar will shamelessly announce the final result."
Hong Qigong smiled and looked at everyone again.
"Although Jing'er is my disciple, he is not a member of my Beggars' Sect. It is unreasonable for him to participate in this Junshan Conference."
Moreover, the final battle should have been between the gang leaders, but Rong'er took a shortcut.
Therefore, this victory belongs to the Clean Clothes Faction.
After Hong Qigong finished speaking, before anyone could react, he handed the Dog-Beating Stick to Qiao Feng.
"Qiao Feng, I'm handing this Dog-Beating Stick over to the Clean Clothes Sect today. I hope you can lead the Clean Clothes Sect to do good work and continue the Beggars' Sect's chivalrous cause."
At the same time, we should try our best to mediate the contradictions between the two factions and achieve harmony in the face of differences.
Only in this way can we live up to the value of this dog-beating stick.
Looking at the Dog-Beating Stick in front of him, and then at the expectation in Hong Qigong's eyes, Qiao Feng felt that the Dog-Beating Stick had become incredibly heavy.
"Yes, Chief Hong! I will definitely do it!"