Wuxia Fantasy: Starting with the Revitalization of the Beggars' Sect

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms"

Lu Zhangke replied.

Zhao Min thought to herself after hearing this, "It is said that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is the most powerful martial art of the Beggars' Sect, and only the leaders of the sect have ever been qualified to learn it."

This kid can do that too.

The Vajra Finger Technique of the A'er A'san Vajra Sect is the pinnacle of external finger techniques, while the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is the pinnacle of external palm techniques. It is said that fingers overcome palms, palms overcome fists, and fists overcome fingers, but it is unknown who would win and who would lose if the two were to fight.

Zhao Min was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she had many martial arts masters from the Central Plains teaching her, she had no idea how powerful the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were.

Seeing that they couldn't break through after a prolonged attack, the Indians changed their tactics again.

The left hand is either a fist or a palm, while the right hand is purely a finger technique, grasping, striking, poking, hooking, digging, brushing, and flicking. The five fingers are like a judge's pen, like acupressure, like a knife, like a sword, like a spear, like a halberd, with extremely fierce attacks.

Lin Ye dodged left and right, avoiding them one by one. Just then, Lin Ye twisted his right foot and kicked the side of Ah San's outstretched left foot.

Ah San lost his balance and fell to the ground. Lin Ye then kicked him in the face. Ah San quickly gathered his palms together and held them to his forehead.

He was kicked several feet away by Lin Ye's force, and staggered backward. In his panic, he waved his hands to regain his balance, looking extremely disheveled.

The dragon-headed man chuckled, "Is your move some kind of 'Little Bird Learns to Fly'? That's truly impressive skill."

The elder in charge of law enforcement chimed in, "The little bird was so unsteady on its feet that it almost ended up eating shit like a puppy."

His words were full of sarcasm.

After the two elders finished speaking, the beggars burst into laughter. Lin Ye's move had truly vented his anger.

Zhao Min cursed, "You surnamed Lin, you dare not use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to deal with this, but you resort to underhanded tricks."

Lin Ye said, "There are no fixed rules for moves. Doesn't the princess even understand this? It seems your teachers didn't teach you well."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min's face turned red with anger, but she couldn't find any words to refute it.

Zhao Min's martial arts skills were not profound, so it can't be blamed on her.

Lu Zhangke, however, felt ashamed for his master as he listened. In martial arts competitions, the key to victory is to defeat the enemy. There are no fixed moves; as long as you can defeat the opponent, that is a good move.

The Indian was eager to launch a strong attack, but he neglected his own lower body... No, it wasn't that he neglected his own lower body, but that the kid was too good at seizing opportunities, and his internal strength was strong. If it were an ordinary master, that kick might not have been able to make the Indian stagger.

This Indian guy is most likely to lose.

On the other side, Ah San felt he had lost face in front of everyone, roared, and channeled the power of his Vajra Finger into his two fingers, thrusting and probing with his left hand, once again stabbing towards Lin Ye.

Lin Ye had already noticed and knew that he was going to step forward, so he rushed forward and roared, unleashing a palm strike of the "Regretful Dragon Soaring" technique.

Knowing the power of Lin Ye's palm strike, Dongfang Bai hurriedly shouted, "Third brother, dodge!"

The Indian was momentarily stunned, but it was too late to dodge.

With palms meeting, a crack was heard, and Ah San's Vajra Finger was actually deflected by Lin Ye's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"ah!!"

Ah San cried out in pain as Lin Ye slapped him away with a palm strike, sending him flying six or seven zhang before he crashed into the crowd.

"That brat is going too far!"

Suddenly, one of the Yuan soldiers shouted and then clapped his hands as he came forward.

Lin Ye recognized the person as Ah Er.

Ah Er and Ah San were both disciples of the Vajra Sect and were fellow disciples. Seeing Ah San's behavior, they were enraged and wanted to take Lin Ye's life.

This person is mentioned in the original work.

It is said that he was born with extraordinary strength, and from the outside in, he actually cultivated a profound internal strength. His skill has far surpassed that of his master, the Fire-Worker Monk, and can be said to be a gift from heaven.

Few could withstand three moves from his palms.

He was confident in his profound internal strength and was determined to test the power of Lin Ye's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"roll!"

Lin Ye shouted and met the attack with a palm strike of his own.

He used all his internal strength in this palm strike, making it far more powerful than the one he had used against the Indian.

Although Ah Er possessed formidable internal strength, he lacked the palm technique to perfectly utilize it. Even if they were to compete in internal strength, Lin Ye's Nine Yang True Qi was in no way inferior to his.

The two palms met, and with a loud "bang," the powerful internal force contained in the two palms sent shockwaves through the surrounding area.

As expected, Ah Er was also sent flying by a palm strike, his true energy surging wildly, and he coughed up blood.

"good!!"

"Brother Lin, well done!"

"..."

Lin Ye defeated two of the opponent's best fighters in a row, and the beggars cheered loudly.

They hadn't felt this relieved in a long time since their leader stopped getting involved in gang affairs, especially since Brother Lin had used the gang's signature move, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

This means they've won two games in a row.

After losing two rounds in a row, Zhao Min was naturally furious and shouted, "Ah Da, go and break that Lin guy's arm."

Lin Ye chuckled inwardly; those lines were so familiar.

Dongfang Bai responded with a "Yes," then stepped out from the crowd, stood with his sword in hand, and said to Lin Ye, "Young friend, please."

When the beggars saw that their next opponent was Dongfang Bai, their faces turned pale.

I wonder if Brother Lin knows how to wield a sword.

No, even though he knows how to use a sword, Dongfang Bai's swordsmanship is superb. He was a well-known figure in the martial arts world back then, and Lin Ye couldn't gain the upper hand against him.

However, we can't let him leave empty-handed.

An elder said, "Brother Lin, take this sword."

As he spoke, he threw a sharp sword at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye took it with one hand.

He examined it in his hand and then said, "Thank you, but I don't use a sword."

He then returned the sword.

The elders all sighed, realizing that Brother Lin indeed did not know how to wield a sword.

Although the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are powerful, it is still unarmed combat. There are no absolutes in martial arts. If Dongfang Bai's sword style is slightly unconventional and injures the skin, it will be no small matter.

He couldn't help but feel secretly worried for Lin Ye.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ye walked up to the dragon head holding the staff and said, "Elder, I would like to borrow the staff you are holding."

The man holding the stick didn't speak, or rather, he was a little dazed, and blankly handed over the stick.

He had a vague suspicion.

This kid... could he even know our gang's Dog-Beating Stick Technique?

Zhao Min shouted, "Hey Lin, what are you doing, dawdling around? Are you coming up or not?"

Lin Ye smiled but did not answer.

He flipped the stick in his hand, feeling its texture.

Although the staff in the elder's hand was not a dog-beating stick, it was made of fine wood and inlaid with black iron, so that it could not be cut by ordinary weapons.

It would be perfect for fighting the enemy.

He stepped forward, holding a stick, and stood opposite Dongfang Bai.

"Make your move."

After Lin Ye finished speaking, Dongfang Bai swallowed hard for no apparent reason, but remained motionless.

He wasn't stupid. Seeing that Lin Ye could use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, had profound internal strength, and had defeated his two virtuous brothers, Ah Er and Ah San, he knew that Lin Ye was no ordinary master.

He only hoped that his swordsmanship would give him an advantage, until he saw Lin Ye ask the head of the alms bowl for a stick.

However, Dongfang Bai seemed to remember something, quickly calmed himself down, and comforted himself.

"No, he's not the leader of the Beggars' Sect, so he couldn't possibly be using the Dog-Beating Stick Technique."