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"Senior must be the Nine-Fingered Beggar Hong Qigong, Senior Hong, right?" Jiang Nan asked with certainty as he looked at the gluttonous old man.

"Hmm? Young friend, you've figured it out! That's right, the old beggar is none other than Hong Qigong." Hong Qigong glanced at the missing finger and the bamboo stick at his waist, and replied readily.

"Senior Hong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are renowned throughout the martial arts world, and it is said that he has reached a state of consummate skill. I am but a junior, and I also know a few basic martial arts moves. I would like to learn from Senior Hong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Would you be so kind as to instruct me?"

Jiangnan had long heard of the Beggars' Sect's famous Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms from Jin Yong's martial arts world, but had only wished to see it for himself. Now that he had the chance to see one of the three famous masters of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms (Qiao Feng, Hong Qigong, and Guo Jing), he was determined to witness this unique martial art.

"Old beggars are old and frail. As the saying goes, the elderly don't rely on their strength and physique. Young friend, you are young and strong. You can't bully an old man like this, can you?" Hong Qigong took a sip of strong liquor, patted his protruding belly, and said with a hearty laugh.

"Senior can still eat and drink well, and he can even compete with juniors for food without falling behind. Moreover, his internal martial arts have reached their peak, his internal strength is abundant, and his vitality is undiminished. How can he easily say that he is old?" Jiang Nan looked at Hong Qigong's show of weakness, smiled faintly, and remained unmoved. Looking at him, it seemed that he could see through his body.

Hong Qigong felt uneasy under his gaze, as if the gaze could see right through him. He quickly said, "Young friend, if you really want to spar, how about we meet at Chaoyang Peak tomorrow?"

"Alright, then... senior, it's a deal!" Jiang Nan readily agreed.

The next morning, before the sun had risen and the sky was just beginning to lighten, Jiangnan arrived at Chaoyang Peak with bulging bags of dry food and heavy braised beef, waiting for Hong Qigong to arrive.

As Jiangnan watched the sun slowly rise in the eastern sky until it leaped over the horizon, he inexplicably thought of the Legend of the Condor Heroes starring Barbara Yung, and the image of the sun over the vast desert grassland that flashed during the opening theme, and the line "A lone plume of smoke rises straight in the vast desert, the setting sun is round over the long river"...

Although Jiangnan knew that the two were different, he still felt that they were very similar, perhaps because of his own subjective judgment!

Frost covered the peaks of Mount Hua at dawn, and the night was not yet over.

The biting mountain wind, carrying fine snowflakes, swept across the rugged cliffs of Chaoyang Peak, whistling softly. A light snowfall fell last night, adorning the entire Huashan Mountain in a pristine white expanse. The bluestone cliffs, withered branches, and wild grass were all covered with a thin layer of frost, creating a serene and vast landscape.

The summit of Chaoyang Peak offers a wide-open view, directly facing the sea of ​​clouds to the east. It is the premier spot for watching the sunrise on Mount Hua and also an excellent arena for martial arts competitions.

Jiangnan, dressed in a plain blue cotton robe, stood tall and straight like a pine tree amidst the snow and frost, untouched by the dust of the world.

The mountains were draped in golden clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds surged like waves, layer upon layer covering the valleys. A cold wind swept through the peaks, making his clothes flutter in the wind.

He stood still for a long time, gazing into the distance at the dark sky, his thoughts drifting away.

After an unknown amount of time, a series of light and unrestrained footsteps came from the foot of the peak, neither hurried nor slow, making no sound as they trod through the snow. The person's steps seemed casual and relaxed, but in fact, each step was rhythmic, leaving only shallow footprints on the snow, revealing the profound inner strength of a master.

Without turning around, Jiangnan knew that Hong Qigong had arrived.

Turning his head, he saw the Nine-Fingered Beggar dressed in a tattered Beggar Clan robe, still patched and worn, yet clean and spotless. His white hair and silver beard fluttered slightly in the mountain breeze, his face glowing red, and he was full of energy, showing no signs of the weariness of an old man. His eyes shone brightly, revealing a clear and carefree understanding of the ways of the martial world.

With an old-fashioned wine gourd in his hand and a bamboo cane swaying at his waist, Hong Qigong slowly climbed the mountain path to the summit. He immediately saw the Jiangnan region standing in the snow and burst into loud laughter, which reverberated through the valley and dispelled the morning chill and silence.

"Young friend, you keep your word and have arrived so early! It seems you truly wish to experience this old beggar's rudimentary skills."

Hong Qigong strode forward, his gaze sweeping over the braised beef and dried rations on the ground. His nose twitched slightly, and a hint of craving flashed in his eyes. He quickly composed himself and looked seriously at Jiang Nan. Yesterday's unparalleled fried centipede had already piqued his curiosity about this young man with superb culinary skills and unfathomable inner strength.

In the martial arts world, young masters are not uncommon, but a young man in his early twenties with such refined and profound aura, exuding an aura of calm and composure that reveals no hint of brilliance, is someone he has never seen in his decades of wandering the martial arts world. Even Guo Jing, who is now famous throughout the land, did not possess such martial arts skills at this age, especially his internal strength; he truly wondered how Guo Jing had accumulated it.

Jiang Nan bowed slightly, his expression humble yet not subservient, his eyes clear and open: "A promise is a promise. Since I have agreed to spar with you, senior, I naturally dare not delay. I have long heard that Senior Hong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are unparalleled in the world, combining strength and gentleness, and dominating the martial arts world. I admire him greatly. I have cultivated for several years and learned a wide range of skills. Today, I will use my rudimentary fist and foot techniques to learn from your superior skills."

As he finished speaking, he slowly stood up, took two steps, and stood on the open snowfield in the center of Chaoyang Peak.

The mountain breeze lifted the hem of his blue robe, his posture relaxed, neither defensive nor offensive, standing simply, yet possessing a steadfast and profound air, as firm as a mountain and rooted in the heavens and earth.

  

The Taizu Changquan he is currently practicing seems to be the most popular and common basic boxing style in the martial arts world. It originated in the military, is simple and unadorned, without fancy moves or strange changes. For thousands of years, everyone has been able to practice it, but very few people have been able to master its essence.

Ordinary martial artists practice Taizu Changquan (Emperor Taizu's Long Fist) only to strengthen their bodies and improve their offense and defense, resulting in stiff movements and shallow power. However, Jiangnan possesses profound and pure internal strength that integrates Quanzhen internal energy and Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic). Furthermore, through his wilderness training in The Eagle and the Condor Heroes, observing the trends of heaven and earth and comprehending the rhythms of mountains and rivers, he has already honed this basic long fist to a state of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

He simplified and refined the techniques, incorporating all the power variations, countermeasures, and insights into martial arts philosophy and the laws of nature he had gained throughout his life into this most basic and unadorned style of boxing. It contains no unorthodox variations, but rather upright, expansive movements, as well as subtle power that uses softness to overcome hardness. It can defend steadily and subdue all attacks, making it the purest and most powerful foundation of martial arts.

Hong Qigong's playful expression vanished, replaced by a more serious one: "The old beggar's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is the most powerful and yang palm technique in the world, its power unmatched, unleashing a torrent of force with every strike. Young friend, you are young yet possess extraordinary cultivation. In our sparring later, there's no need to hold back; feel free to unleash your full power. My palm techniques have already achieved a perfect balance of strength and gentleness; I will certainly let you witness it firsthand!"

He lived a carefree and unrestrained life, enjoying good food and wine, but he was also extremely sincere in his pursuit of martial arts; otherwise, he could not have reached the pinnacle of the martial arts world through martial arts. When he encountered a truly worthy opponent or a junior who humbly sought his guidance, he would naturally abandon his playful nature and go all out.

"Please, senior!" Jiang Nan nodded slightly, his tone indifferent.

"Then I shall make the first move!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Qigong suddenly moved!

The old man, who had been leisurely and lazy just moments before, suddenly changed his demeanor. His gentle aura exploded outwards, a strong wind rose around him, scattering the falling snowflakes. A powerful and majestic internal force swept in all directions, causing the cold mountain wind to freeze abruptly.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, originating from the Book of Changes, is a powerful and fierce palm technique that emphasizes working from the outside in. Once unleashed, it possesses the power to subdue dragons and tigers and to swallow mountains and rivers.

Suddenly, Hong Qigong raised his right arm, his palm clenched with energy, his wrist surging with power. A powerful palm wind, carrying a sky full of frost, crashed down on Jiangnan! The palm wind was fierce and full of energy. The snow in the air was swirled up by the palm force, flying like mist.

It is the first move of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms – The Dragon Regrets!

This move is the foundation of the Dragon Subduing Palm. It may seem like a simple straight palm strike, but it actually contains endless power. It is both hard and soft, fierce and stable, with layers of force stacked up. It can be controlled and released at will, and it is both offensive and defensive. It is the move that Hong Qigong is most skilled at and uses most at his best.

After decades of rigorous training, he had perfected this move to perfection. His palm strike was powerful and steady, neither frivolous nor impatient. It appeared calm but actually contained immense power. Once the force was unleashed, it would be as devastating as thunder.

Faced with this unparalleled palm strike that shook the martial world, Jiang Nan remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

His feet were planted firmly in the snow, neither too far forward nor too backward, his shoes sinking into the snow, his body unmoving. The next moment, he naturally raised his hands, his fists upright and even, neither dodging nor avoiding, directly meeting Hong Qigong's Dragon Subduing Palm force.

Taizu Changquan – Straight to the point!

The simplest, most basic, and most proper starting stance.

There were no ingenious shifts or evasions, no cunning attempts to leverage or deflect attacks; only a straight punch, simple and unadorned, upright and honorable. The punch was not fierce or domineering, but rather steady and powerful, like a rock settling on the ground, like a mountain taking root. This seemingly ordinary punch landed precisely at the exact moment when Hong Qigong unleashed his palm strike.

"Bang!"

Fist and palm collided suddenly, and a muffled explosion of energy resounded throughout the summit of Chaoyang Peak!

An invisible wave of internal energy suddenly swept outwards from the point of their confrontation, blowing away the surrounding snow. The snowflakes suddenly rose into the air and then fell back down. The withered branches on the cliff edge swayed slightly from the force of the energy.

Hong Qigong felt a powerful, long-lasting, and extremely steady force coming from his palm.

This force was neither forceful nor violent, but like a deep abyss, heavy and boundless, steadily catching his own "Regretful Dragon," which contained more than a decade's worth of internal energy. His powerful palm strike collided with the opponent's fist force, like a giant wave crashing against a rock, all the fierce force was steadily deflected and neutralized, unable to advance even an inch.

Hong Qigong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was deeply shocked!

Such profound internal strength! Such exquisite control of power!

Ordinary martial arts masters, when faced with his "Regretful Dragon" strike, would either hastily retreat or suffer meridian injuries from the palm force if they fought head-on. But this young man in front of them, with just a basic long fist, easily caught his ultimate palm strike. His internal energy was refined and profound, and his control of force was extremely precise. He had a perfect grasp of the lightness, heaviness, speed and slowness.

What appears to be an ordinary punch actually reveals a martial arts level far surpassing that of ordinary first-rate masters!

Before Hong Qigong could react, the Jiangnan boxing style had already changed again.

One move after another of Taizu Changquan unfolded smoothly and naturally.

An iron gate blocked the way, a single whip saved the master, a wild horse parted its mane, a tiger reached out with its claws...

In his hands, a set of basic boxing techniques was completely devoid of the rigidity and inflexibility of ordinary routines. Every punch rose and fell in harmony with the momentum of mountains and rivers and the rhythm of heaven and earth. His punches were steady, his landings were heavy, and his changes of punches were fast. He was open and expansive, and he could attack and defend freely.

His fists swept through the snow-covered mountains, his movements fluid and graceful. He moved with effortless ease, his feet leaving no trace in the snow, his agility yet unwavering foundation. No matter how fierce and powerful Hong Qigong's palm strikes were, he could always counter them with the simplest and most unpretentious fist techniques.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong no longer held back and suddenly intensified his palm strike!

Having ascertained his opponent's strength, he unleashed his full power, unleashing a series of Dragon Subduing Palms, his palms flashing and layering upon layer of fierce palm force.

The dragon soars in the sky; the dragon lies hidden; it is advantageous to cross great rivers; it comes suddenly!

One after another, peerless palm techniques erupted, the palm winds were vast and the energy soared to the sky. The internal force, which combined strength and gentleness, swept across the entire mountaintop. The wind and snow were stirred up and danced wildly by the palm strikes, and the air was filled with a powerful and domineering pressure.

The Dragon Subduing Palm is fierce and domineering, each strike stronger than the last, building upon the previous one with boundless power, possessing an overwhelming and crushing force. Countless masters in the martial world have fallen victim to the relentless onslaught of this palm technique, unable to withstand its thunderous, relentless attacks.

But Jiangnan remained calm and unhurried.

His Taizu Long Fist always maintains a balanced and peaceful rhythm, neither clashing head-on with the fierce and powerful Dragon Subduing Palm, nor passively dodging or retreating.

When Hong Qigong's palm strikes were fierce, he used his sinking strength to deflect them; when Hong Qigong's palm strikes were agile, he used his steady strength to lock them in place; when Hong Qigong's palm strikes were continuous, he used his continuous fist techniques to receive and neutralize them step by step.

Taizu Changquan was originally a military combat style, best known for its head-on confrontation, steady defense and strong offense, emphasizing "using orthodox methods to overcome unorthodox ones, and using stability to break through fierce attacks." Jiangnan incorporated the Taoist concepts of tranquility and enlightenment into the boxing style, giving this basic style a more serene and natural feel.

Every punch he throws contains the profound principles of breathing, the opening and closing of his fists corresponding to the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and the release and release of his power conforming to the natural rhythm. The seemingly simple movements of his fists and feet actually contain extremely profound martial arts knowledge, using the most simple moves to break the most peerless palm techniques.

The wind and snow on the peak grew fiercer, with howling winds and snowflakes flying everywhere.

Two figures, one in white and one in green, clashed and attacked each other atop the summit of Chaoyang Mountain. Their speed increased rapidly, and the sounds of their clashing energies echoed continuously through the valley.

The more Hong Qigong fought, the more frightened he became, and the more exhilarated he felt!

He had roamed the martial world his entire life, clashing countless times with top masters such as the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar, each possessing exquisite skills and martial arts prowess. But today's battle against this nameless youth was an unprecedented and novel experience.

His opponent had no secret manuals or strange martial arts techniques; he simply used the well-known Taizu Long Fist to withstand his masterful Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, allowing him to see another side of martial arts.

His own palm strikes were as fierce as thunder and tsunami, while his opponent's fist strikes were as steady as an ancient green mountain.

Gale-force winds and towering waves may destroy the green mountains, but the green mountains remain steadfast and unmoved.

No matter how violent and surging his palm strikes were, his opponent remained as steady as a rock, his fist moves were calm and graceful, unhurried and unperturbed, every counterattack was just right, and every counterattack was precise and sharp. He seemed to be on the defensive, but in fact he was controlling the rhythm of the battle step by step.

"Excellent! Excellent skill!"

Hong Qigong couldn't help but exclaim in praise, his interest soaring and his martial arts fighting spirit fully ignited.

He swung both arms simultaneously, unleashing his full palm power, and unleashed the final few moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

The dragon swings its tail, frost arrives when you tread on it, ice forms, a ram butts against a fence, and dense clouds bring no rain!

Palm shadows filled the sky, enveloping all directions. The extremely powerful and yang internal energy transformed into tangible force, sweeping through the wind and snow. The cold wind and snow of the entire Chaoyang Peak seemed to be enveloped by his palm strikes, transforming into a monstrous offensive that crushed towards Jiangnan. This was Hong Qigong's peak-level palm power, combining both strength and gentleness, flawless in both offense and defense.

Faced with the all-out attack of this top expert, Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, his inner strength circulated rapidly, but his expression remained calm.

He no longer simply stuck to dismantling and breaking down techniques; his fist style suddenly changed, revealing a sharp edge within his composure!

Taizu Changquan (Emperor Taizu's Long Fist) is inherently both offensive and defensive; its defense can stabilize mountains and rivers, while its offense can defeat countless enemies. Previously, he had been using the momentum to deflect force and maintain a steady defensive stance. Now, seeing Hong Qigong exerting his full strength, he also unleashed his fist techniques, shifting from defense to offense!

With a single move, "Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea," the fist's power suddenly burst forth!

On the simple straight punch, a powerful internal force suddenly condensed. It did not have the domineering and majestic power of the Dragon Subduing Palm, but it had a refined and sharp force that could penetrate everything. The fist wind cut through the air and whistled loudly, directly breaking through the palm shadows in the sky and accurately matching Hong Qigong's Dense Clouds Without Rain!

Fist and palm collided again, and this time the collision of forces was far more intense than before!

A deafening roar echoed through the valley, and the snowflakes flying everywhere were suddenly blasted apart by the shockwave, turning into tiny ice crystals that scattered in all directions. Patches of snow on the cliff edge slid down in a flurry, and the air currents in the mountains surged violently.

Hong Qigong's body trembled slightly, and the snow under his feet was trodden into shallow depressions. A concentrated and domineering penetrating force came from his palm, penetrating straight through his meridians, causing his powerful internal energy to stagnate slightly.

In contrast, Jiangnan's figure swayed slightly before firmly planting itself on the snow, its blue robes fluttering, its posture still upright and composed.

Before Hong Qigong could change his moves, the Jiangnan Fist style launched a series of attacks!

Advancing Hammer, Turning Over and Splitting Mountain, Continuous Crushing Fist!

The powerful offensive of Taizu Changquan was fully unleashed, with layers upon layers of fist shadows, expansive and upright, each punch full of power and solid foundation, without any fancy moves, yet every move was precise and steady.

His fist technique lacks the overwhelming power of the Dragon Subduing Palm, but possesses a life force that is inexhaustible and continuous, in harmony with the natural way of heaven and earth. He advances layer by layer with one punch after another, steadily and surely, using orthodox methods to overcome unorthodox ones and stability to overcome strength.

Upon seeing this, Hong Qigong's eyes were filled with amazement.

He finally understood that the young man before him was not simply skilled in martial arts or possessed great inner strength, but rather that his martial arts realm had already transcended the ordinary.

Ordinary martial artists are trapped by techniques, confined by unique skills, and obsessed with winning and losing.

Jiangnan, however, had long since broken free from the constraints of martial arts techniques. He comprehended the great principles of heaven and earth with ordinary fist techniques, and proved the supreme martial arts with common fists and feet, returning to simplicity and truth, for the great way is simple.

Everyone can practice Taizu Changquan (Long Fist), but only those who have a heart that embraces heaven and earth, eyes that observe mountains and rivers, and a thorough understanding of the laws of nature can master this basic boxing style to such an unprecedented level and make it their own unique skill.

Despite the swirling snow, the two continued their fierce battle atop the mountain, exchanging blows and shifting their positions in a thrilling display of skill.

Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is a peerless martial art that has been passed down in the martial arts world for thousands of years. It is the pinnacle of martial arts, perfected by countless predecessors. It is fierce, domineering, and awe-inspiring, representing the ultimate level of martial arts that human beings can reach.

The Taizu Changquan of Jiangnan is a brand-new martial art that integrates heaven and earth, nature, and self. It is unrestrained, without moves or constraints, containing vastness in the ordinary and revealing the universe in simplicity.

One is a martial arts secret passed down through generations, and the other is a natural martial art that comprehends the universe. The clash between the two is the ultimate collision of rules and freedom, ferocity and composure, and worldly martial arts and the great way of heaven and earth.

After dozens of moves, Hong Qigong's palm strikes gradually slowed down, though his fighting spirit remained intense, and he already knew in his heart who would win.

His Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were all fierce and extremely energy-consuming. Using them at full strength for a long time greatly depleted his internal energy. In addition, he was indeed getting old. He wouldn't feel it against ordinary opponents, but against a top master like Jiang Nan, he was somewhat powerless.

Jiang Nan, however, maintained a steady and long breath, his movements fluid and graceful, his internal energy seemingly endless and inexhaustible. This profound and enduring foundation of internal strength, this masterful control of his power, far surpassed his own.

After another ten or so moves, Hong Qigong withdrew his palm and retreated, and Jiang Nan did not press his advantage. Hong Qigong leaped several feet away and landed steadily on the snow. He raised his hand to stop his attack, and laughed loudly. His laughter was unrestrained and open, and it resounded among the snowy mountains.

"I'm done fighting! I'm done fighting! I surrender!"

He shook his head, his face filled with admiration and sighs. He withdrew his immense inner strength, instantly shedding the fierce aura of a top expert, and reverted to the carefree and easygoing old beggar.

"The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and new people replace the old in this world. I have roamed the martial world for decades and have seen countless geniuses and masters, but I have never seen anyone like you, young friend!"

Hong Qigong gazed intently at Jiang Nan, his eyes filled with genuine admiration: "You've mastered the most ordinary Taizu Long Fist, imbuing it with the spirit of heaven and earth, achieving victory without moves, and breaking through all forms with no momentum. My Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, though fierce and unparalleled, are utterly constrained and unable to achieve anything against your rock-solid Long Fist. I utterly admit defeat!"

As the wind and snow subsided, the golden glow on the eastern horizon grew increasingly intense, and the dawn light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the summit of Mount Hua.

The warm light fell on the snow-covered peaks, making the entire mountain appear golden and white, magnificent and boundless.

Jiang Nan slowly withdrew his fist, the surging energy around him instantly subsiding, his breathing as steady as ever, without a trace of fatigue after the exchange, only a clear mind and a feeling of complete comfort. He slightly cupped his hands and humbly said, "Senior, you flatter me. The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are indeed powerful and unparalleled, living up to their reputation. I merely used tricks and borrowed the force of heaven and earth to maneuver. In terms of the exquisiteness of the moves and the accumulation of martial arts, I am far inferior to Senior."

Every word he said came from the heart.

Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were indeed a top-tier martial art of the time, each move exquisite and profound. My ability to maintain the upper hand was not due to the superiority of his techniques, but rather to my own internal strength and martial arts understanding surpassing that of Hong Qigong at the moment. It was a crushing victory of realm, not a victory or defeat in terms of technique.

Hong Qigong waved his hand, his smile growing even more genuine: "No need for modesty. In the path of martial arts, there is only the level of one's cultivation, not the value of one's techniques. No matter how exquisite a skill is, if one cannot grasp its essence, it is merely a shell; no matter how ordinary a move is, if one comprehends the great principles, one can reach the pinnacle. At such a young age, you have already grasped the profound truth of returning to simplicity in martial arts; your future achievements are limitless!"

He paused, his gaze filled with curiosity and appreciation, and asked, "May I ask who your master is, young friend? I've never heard of such a young and exceptionally skilled expert in the martial world. Truly, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nan smiled faintly, gazing at the churning clouds on the eastern horizon, and said softly, "This junior has no sect, no master. In my early years, I studied the martial arts of a hundred schools, traversed mountains and wilderness, observed the winds and clouds, and comprehended the principles of nature. All my learning is self-taught and self-enlightened, forming my own unique style." This was only part of the truth. However, if he said his teacher was a proficiency panel, Hong Qigong wouldn't understand. So, he decided to tell only part of the truth.

Upon hearing this, Hong Qigong was astonished, but then completely relieved.

No wonder his boxing style is unconventional and unrestrained, without any of the constraints of traditional martial arts, yet it carries the profound meaning of the natural world. It turns out that he learned it without a teacher and comprehended the Tao in the mountains and rivers!

Such talent and comprehension are truly rare throughout history!

"A genius! Truly a genius for all time!" Hong Qigong exclaimed repeatedly, his gaze towards Jiangnan growing increasingly fond. "Having roamed the martial world for half my life, today's battle has truly shown me what it means to have heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people!"

At the summit of Chaoyang Peak, an old man and a young man stood in the morning light amidst the wind and snow. After a thrilling martial arts duel, they both felt a sense of relief and joy.

Looking at the easygoing and open-minded Hong Qigong before him, Jiangnan was filled with emotion.

This is the essence of the Five Greats of Divine Condor: even when defeated, they remain open-minded and unrestrained, losing with dignity and without a trace of stubbornness or narrow-mindedness. This magnanimity is far more admirable than their martial arts skills.

Hong Qigong patted his empty stomach. The intense fighting had left him starving. He immediately looked at the braised beef and dry rations on the ground and laughed heartily, "A fierce battle has left me feeling refreshed! The braised meat and dry rations you prepared are just what I need to relieve my hunger. Today, I'll shamelessly ask to have another delicious meal with you!"

Jiang Nan chuckled upon hearing this and gestured, "Senior, please feel free. Watching the sunrise in the snow, enjoying delicious food, and discussing martial arts are all great pleasures in the martial world."