Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 191 Eastern Evil and Northern Beggar
Huang Sixi saw that the Taoist nun was taciturn, as if she had something to hide and was unwilling to talk about her life story.

He didn't force anyone.

I just asked a Taoist nun for directions: "Excuse me, young lady, can you show me the way to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan?"

The nun immediately raised her hand and pointed to the river, saying, "This is the border between Hubei and Jiangxi. If you want to go to Shaolin Temple, you need to go north, cross the Yangtze River first, enter Hubei, and then you can get to Zhongzhou!"

When Huang Sixi heard this, he knew that his earlier speculation was correct.

After he took off from Xiangyang, he was indeed heading south.

"I'm going to Shaolin Temple soon, please take care of yourself!"

Huang Sixi stepped forward and kicked Elder Peng's body: "Where is this guy's lair? I'm going to destroy his lair and solve your worries at the same time!"

He was worried that Elder Peng's accomplices would retaliate against the nun after he left, so he wanted to eliminate this hidden danger for the nun.

"I dare not trouble you again!"

The nun understood Huang Sixi's good intentions and was grateful.

But she was not good at expressing herself, and her face showed sorrow. She said sadly: "A few months ago, I suffered a great disaster and wandered around the world. Later, I fainted in front of a Taoist temple. The Taoist nun in the temple was kind and saved me. When I left, she gave me this Taoist robe!"

She seemed to be out of breath and had to pause after each sentence. It was unclear whether she was weak or had a hidden illness. "I was originally going to return to my hometown in Lin'an, but when I was walking to the riverside, I was entangled by this evil man. I don't know where his lair is or whether he has accomplices!"

Lin'an is Hangzhou, which is also the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty today.

Huang Sixi thought that Zhejiang was not far from Jiangxi, so he could ask the Divine Condor to escort the nun.

He said, "My eagle has magical powers. It can carry people and fly. When it comes back, I will let it take you out of Jiangxi!"

"No no no!"

The nun quickly shook her head and said, "I really can't trouble you any more. You saved me from this difficult time, and I don't know how to repay you. If I ask your fairy eagle to do the work again, I will feel even worse. Please go and do your important work..."

She didn't dare to owe too much favor, fearing that she would be unable to repay it. She also thought of her own lonely journey, having suffered all the hardships in the world, and suddenly being cared for by a stranger. She was so moved that tears could not stop flowing.

Huang Sixi laughed and said, "That eagle comes and goes like the wind. It can fly hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye! Besides, I'm not asking the eagle to take you back to your hometown. I just want to take you out of the area where the evil beggar has influence and ensure your safety in the future. It won't take up much of my time!"

The Taoist nun moved her red lips, but ultimately did not say no. The group of evil beggars just now all had bad intentions. If Huang Sixi had not rescued her in time, she could not imagine how miserable her end would be.

She was filled with fear and hoped to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

The Taoist nun was originally slumped on the ground, but she suddenly turned sideways, knelt down, and wanted to pay her respects to Huang Sixi.

Huang Sixi was unwilling to bear it and stepped forward to help her up.

Unexpectedly, she had just stood up when she suddenly touched her stomach, groaned softly, and looked painful.

Huang Sixi saw that her face looked not right and was about to ask her what was wrong, but she closed her eyes and instantly fainted in Huang Sixi's arms.

Huang Sixi grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse, thinking, "She's in labor! She's really pregnant!"

After she became pregnant, she did not choose to rest, but was always on the road. Her body was already exhausted. She had also fought with a group of beggars earlier. She was too worried and frightened, so it was inevitable that she would develop symptoms.

Huang Sixi immediately sent her a stream of Rama Qi to help her protect the fetus.

Then he picked her up by the waist and planned to find a place nearby for her to stay so that she could recuperate in peace.

As a result, after walking for a while, the cry of the divine eagle was heard in my ears.

The voice did not sound joyful, but rather contained a sense of panic.

Huang Sixi stopped immediately and waited for the Divine Eagle to join him.

A moment later, the Divine Eagle flew down beside him.

Huang Sixi looked carefully and found that there was a wound on the tumor on the Divine Eagle's forehead, as if it had been hit by some hidden weapon, and blood was oozing out.

"Who hurt you?"

Huang Sixi was furious. This was the first time that Brother Diao followed him into the world, but before he could enjoy any good fortune, he was beaten up by Hai first.

Huang Sixi felt that he was embarrassed, no wonder he was so angry.

He also found it strange. The dozen or so beggars just now all had poor martial arts skills. Even if they joined forces, they would definitely not be able to hurt the Divine Condor at all. Could it be that the group of beggars had been reinforced by some masters?
The Divine Condor was defeated, but he did not get angry. He was fighting with the master in an open and aboveboard manner. He was convinced by the defeat because he was not as skilled as the opponent, and he did not complain to Huang Sixi.

It simply stretched out its left wing and pointed toward the woods, giving Huang Sixi a warning.

The master was right behind, chasing closely.

Huang Sixi looked forward and saw three middle-aged men walking out of the woods together.

The man on the left was dressed in beggar's clothes. He was one of the dozen beggars who had escaped earlier. He looked uneasy and his eyes were evasive, as if he was afraid to meet Huang Sixi again.

The man in the middle was also a middle-aged beggar, but this beggar had an extraordinary demeanor. He had a rectangular face, rough hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His clothes were patched here and there, but they were washed cleanly. He was bare-handed, and carried a large vermilion lacquered gourd on his back.

Huang Sixi observed very carefully and noticed at a glance that the middle-aged beggar was missing a finger on his hanging hand.

This beggar has only nine fingers, and his expression is rough and upright, his muscles and bones are taut and strong. When he takes a step, his palms keep shaking, making a crackling sound, which is a sign of bone ringing that occurs when external skills are practiced to the peak.

It was not difficult for Huang Sixi to guess the identity of the middle-aged beggar. It was probably the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the Nine-Fingered Beggar Hong Qigong.

Huang Sixi thought that with Hong Qigong's level of martial arts, it was not surprising that he could injure the Divine Eagle.

But when Hong Qigong fights against others, he always uses the Dog Beating Stick Technique and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Does he also use hidden weapons?
Huang Sixi recalled and thought that when Hong Qigong was fighting against Ouyang Feng, in order to break Ouyang Feng's poisonous snake formation, he once used the skill of scattering golden needles like rain of flowers from the sky. This old beggar was not a pedantic person, and he would never show mercy when it came to a sneak attack at the critical moment.

Look at the middle-aged man on the other side of Hong Qigong.

He was tall and thin, wearing a green cloth robe, holding an iron flute in his hand, and had an elegant look.

He had a gaunt appearance, a graceful and elegant figure, a dignified and godly look, and at first sight one could feel that he had an ethereal and otherworldly air, a carefree and unrestrained manner.

Huang Sixi only took a glance at the middle-aged man holding the flute, and a master figure emerged in his mind, the East Evil Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi is famous for his finger magic. If he uses his full strength to perform finger techniques, he can also injure the Divine Eagle.

After the three men walked out of the woods and saw Huang Sixi and the Divine Eagle, the beggar on the left and Huang Yaoshi on the right stopped immediately, but the Nine-Fingered Beggar in the middle continued to move forward.

This beggar was very skilled in martial arts and was also very courageous. He strode to the body of Elder Peng, squatted down and sniffed his breath. After confirming that Elder Peng was dead, he suddenly raised his head and glared at Huang Sixi: "Did you kill this old beggar?"

"I just hate that he died so quickly!"

Huang Sixi replied: "If I were given another chance, I would skin him alive piece by piece!" "What deep hatred do you have against him that you would be so cruel to him?"

The Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar frowned slightly and said, "My surname is Hong, and I am now the leader of the Beggars' Sect. To be honest, this old beggar is an elder of our Beggars' Sect. He once went north to Shandong to fight against the Tartars and did many righteous deeds. I don't think he is a villain. Now he has died tragically in your hands. You have to let me know the reason!"

Since he claims his surname is Hong and he is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he must be Hong Qigong without a doubt.

Huang Sixi glanced at Hong Qigong and did not answer his question.

Huang Sixi pointed at the wound on the Divine Eagle's forehead and asked, "Did you hurt my Eagle?"

Hong Qigong was stunned and thought that all the martial artists in the world, when they heard the name of Hong Qi from the Beggars' Sect, would shout that they had long admired him and would be respectful to him to give him face. No matter how big the conflict was, they would talk it out calmly. But the young man in front of him was unwilling to explain to him, Hong Qi, and instead showed a questioning tone, which clearly showed that he did not take him, Hong Qi, seriously.

Hong Qigong nodded calmly: "Your evil eagle was indeed injured by the old beggar. It was brutal and killed my Beggars' Sect disciples. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, it is impossible for the old beggar to watch his disciples die without saving them!"

In fact, the wound on the Divine Condor was not caused by him, but was the work of Huang Yaoshi behind him. However, Hong Qi is upright and only takes the blame on himself, and will never implicate his friends.

After Huang Sixi got confirmation from Hong Qigong, he stopped talking nonsense.

He placed the nun on the back of the Divine Eagle and walked up to Hong Qigong: "You hurt my Eagle, which is equivalent to hurting me. This revenge must be avenged. Take it!"

After saying this, he bent his right arm inward, drew a circle, and with a "whoosh" sound, he raised his palm and slapped Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong felt the palm wind coming from a distance of several feet, blowing towards him violently. He knew that he had met an equally skilled opponent, so he subconsciously activated the "Kang Long You Hui" technique and used the same palm technique as Huang Sixi.

When the two palms intersected and collided with each other with a "bang", Hong Qigong felt a powerful force coming at him, rolling over his body like a torrent, forcing him to retreat step by step.

After sliding backwards for dozens of steps, he finally managed to stabilize his body.

"what?"

Huang Yaoshi, who was watching the battle, was surprised to see Huang Sixi using the same palm technique as Hong Qigong. He was also surprised to find that Huang Sixi's palm power was even stronger than Hong Qigong's. He immediately took a few steps forward, held the iron flute in his palm horizontally, ready to join the battle at any time.

By this time, Hong Qigong had also come to his senses. As soon as he stood still, he immediately asked, "How can you use the Beggars' Sect's 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms'?"

Huang Sixi used his first palm strike and then the second palm strike, 'Flying Dragon in the Sky'. He leaped into the air and chopped down at Hong Qigong from above, saying, "Who said that the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing' is a martial art of your Beggars' Sect?"

Hong Qigong knew that the power of "Flying Dragon in the Sky" was extremely great, so he quickly used the move "Seeing Dragon in the Field" to resist. This move was purely defensive and could dissolve any strong palm force.

The two men faced each other in mid-air again.

Huang Sixi rolled over and landed on the ground. Hong Qigong took the opportunity to move away and shouted, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the Beggars' Sect's unique martial art. It is well-known to all the martial arts heroes. Haven't you heard of it?"

"Oh?"

Huang Sixi sneered: "Since it is the unique martial art of the town gang, why do you only know fifteen palms? Have you really learned all eighteen palms?"

Hong Qigong was suddenly speechless and was extremely shocked. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he had indeed only learned the first fifteen palms of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing.

It was not that he was unwilling to learn the last three palms, but since the previous gang leader passed down the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", this palm technique had been missing, and the last three palms were incomplete, so he could not learn them even if he wanted to.

Although he had created three palm techniques, he could not verify which was stronger, his own palm or the original palm.

This is actually a secret of the Beggars' Sect, and Hong Qigong has never told anyone about it.

Now that the secret was revealed by Huang Sixi, Hong Qigong became extremely curious about Huang Sixi's identity. If Huang Sixi knew the last three palms of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", then Huang Sixi must be the descendant of a former leader of the Beggars' Sect.

In this way, Huang Sixi had a deep connection with the Beggars' Sect.

Hong Qigong thought anxiously: "This young man has mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to perfection. He must know the relationship between the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Beggars' Sect, but he still wants to kill Elder Peng. If there is no deep hatred between the two sides, then Elder Peng has done something against the will of heaven and earth. The old beggar needs to find him and ask him clearly!"

Hong Qigong really wanted to ask about the root cause of the conflict between Huang Sixi and Elder Peng, but he also wanted to see the power of the last three palms of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing".

He didn't say anything at first, but instead gritted his teeth and faced off against Huang Sixi.

Huang Sixi seemed to have guessed Hong Qigong's idea, and suddenly changed his palm technique, using his own thirteenth palm 'Dragon Walking in Ten Thousand Paths'.

The overwhelming palm shadows suddenly transformed and hung horizontally in front of Hong Qigong.

Just as Hong Qigong was trying to distinguish the real and fake palm shadows, dozens of palm shadows suddenly merged into one palm and hit Hong Qigong on the chest.

'puff! '

With one palm strike, Hong Qigong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Huang Sixi was greatly disappointed when he saw this. He thought that the 'Beggar of the North' was too weak in martial arts and was not worthy of the name.

At this time, Huang Yaoshi suddenly rose from the ground from one side. Huang Sixi thought that this person was going to launch an attack, so he turned around abruptly and used the fourteenth palm skill "Dragon Fighting in the Wild", striking the air with a palm wind.

Huang Yaoshi saw the palm wind coming, so he stretched out his palm and slapped it against the palm wind. With a bang, the two palm forces collided with each other.

Huang Yaoshi used the recoil force of the palm wind to flip in the air and land steadily on the ground.

In the previous fight, his palm power was evenly matched with the palm wind that split the air.

But he was attacking with his real palm, while Huang Sixi was countering with his air strike. If the two of them were to meet with their palms, he would probably be at a disadvantage.

“Awesome, really awesome!”

Huang Yaoshi smiled and praised: "If you had gone to the Huashan Mountain to compete in martial arts, you would have been one of the top five masters in the world!"

He changed the subject again, holding the iron flute horizontally, pointing at Hong Qigong who was vomiting blood on his hand: "Seventh Brother was attacked by a powerful enemy and was seriously injured. He has not recovered yet. His strength is greatly reduced now, so he was defeated by my palm! My little friend, your martial arts are very high, which is rare in the world. I believe you must have the mind of a master. Why not let Seventh Brother recover from his injuries first, and then we can fight each other. What do you think?"

He had just exchanged palm strikes with Huang Sixi, and he assessed in his heart that even if he and Hong Qigong joined forces, they might not be able to subdue Huang Sixi, so he brought up the Grandmaster. This was because he could not fully understand Huang Sixi's character and whether he was an unreasonable person.

After hearing this, Huang Sixi thought to himself, it turns out that Hong Qigong was seriously injured, no wonder his palm power was so weak.

But Hong Qigong had no way of managing his subordinates, and allowing a villain like Elder Peng to hold a high position was a mistake in the first place.

Huang Sixi started to have a bad taste in his mouth and shouted to Hong Qigong, "It's okay to fight another day, but this old beggar injured my Diao'er and must apologize. Otherwise, today's martial arts competition may have to go on to the end!"

When the Divine Eagle heard this, he immediately cried out.

It suddenly raised its head in a provocative gesture towards Hong Qigong.

Come and apologize! Otherwise my brother will beat you into a pig head, and see if you dare to hit me again!

When Hong Qigong heard Huang Sixi's request, he became extremely angry. He was a man of strong character and unyielding will, so how could he possibly apologize to a beast? He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and prepared to fight Huang Sixi to the end.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the nun on the eagle's back suddenly woke up. She leaned on the eagle's back and looked around, and immediately shouted happily: "Master Qigong, you are here!"

　The first edition of The Legend of the Condor Heroes was based on the original creation of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing by Hong Qigong. In the Sanlian edition, it was changed to half inherited from the master and half created by Hong Qigong himself. In the latest edition, it was changed to all inherited from the master. This article describes the last three palms created by Hong Qigong with reference to the Sanlian edition, only for the development of the plot.

　　
　
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