C45 Original Martial Art - Mad Beggar Two Style
C45 Original Martial Art - Mad Beggar Two Style
Huang Lianghe shrugged his shoulders in disdain.
He raised both of his hands towards the sky, and his whole body turned red instantly. The power that gushed out from his body was smashing towards Hong Qier who was crazily smashing towards him.
Bang!
After a loud sound that shook the sky, both of their forces collided with each other.
The wind howled, and dust flew into the air.
Where the two of them fought, the ground actually cracked open. The surrounding walls turned into sand, and the houses collapsed as well.
Waves of shock waves spread in all directions. Even the disciples of the Beggar Gang on the ground were blown far away.
Chu Fann and the other man naturally moved aside.
At the intersection.
Puff!
Huang Lianghe, who was full of confidence, instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
He felt as if his arms were about to break. His fists were shattered, and his head was buzzing with pain, as if it was about to explode.
Thump! Thump!
Huang Lianghe did not stop retreating. His feet slipped on the brick and he instantly fell to the ground.
He looked in shock at the figure standing firmly in front of him.
"Impossible! Hong Qier, you are three levels lower than me, and you are seriously injured. How can you defeat me with certainty?" Huang Lianghe's eyes widened, and he spoke in disbelief.
At this moment.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone's eyes focused on the scene before them.
They found that Hong Qier was bending his back and lowering his head. His aura was like a huge mountain that could crush everything around him.
"Hmph, you're not convinced? I only need one move to kill you. If it's more than one move, I'll drink your piss!"
Hong Qier still bent his back and lowered his head. He looked like an energetic old man with a bow on his back, but also like a sharp and cold bow.
His expression was no longer inferior to others. It was similar to Chu Fann's.
That expression was that of madness!
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
Huang Lianghe furiously roared. He raised both of his hands and once again used the Blood Moon Ox Head Style.
He felt that with the Blood Moon Bull's Head Style, he would definitely be able to kill Hong Qier.
Bang!
As everyone's eyes blurred, the two figures clashed once again. A majestic power of the primeval era spread out in all directions.
After the dust settled.
Huang Lianghe could be seen lying in the ruins. There was no longer any Qi on his body. His body was badly mutilated and festered.
He was dead!
However, Hong Qier was still bending his back and lowering his head. He was like a sharp bow that was fully drawn. He did not move at all, as if he was a god of war.
Hiss!
All the disciples of the Beggar Gang on the scene sucked in a breath of cold air and felt a chill run down their spines.
With just the strength of a First Level of Desolation Stage, he could kill a Fourth Level of Desolation Stage warrior with a single strike!
In their understanding, it was already impressive for a first level martial artist to not lose in the hands of a fourth level martial artist, let alone kill him.
"Did I see a ghost today? I really didn't understand. Oh, right. Look at Young Master's weird posture. "
"I remember what Chu Fann said earlier about the lower three paths as the foundation. With the back as the reason, it seems to contain the rules of martial arts. When I heard it, I felt a wave of energy in my body. "
"Oh my god, could it be. . . That it's an original cultivation technique? If it's discovered, learn it now and sell it now? "
"Who is that Chu Fan? To be able to guide other people's original cultivation techniques, he's too awesome. I also want to be his servant. "
The disciples of the Beggar Gang were talking to each other as if they were clueless monks.
Some of them were smart. After thinking about it carefully, they knew that it was an original cultivation technique!
Otherwise, how could Hong Qier defeat Huang Lianghe, who possessed the Blood Moon Ox Style?
Everyone hurriedly and respectfully looked at Hong Qier and Chu Fann. They were shocked, and their faces paled.
Huang Dashan looked at the corpses in the ruins. He was drenched in cold sweat. With a trembling voice, he said, "This. . . Hong Qier, I beg you to spare my life. "
"Hmph, with someone like you in Beggar Gang, it's impossible for you to become the greatest sect in the world. Die now!"
Hong Qier laughed maniacally. His voice was cold as he killed Huang Dashan with a single palm strike.
After killing Huang Dashan.
Bang!
Hong Qier respectfully knelt in front of Chu Fann and said, "Thank you, Master. It was Master who allowed me to comprehend the cultivation technique in battle. I wonder what the name of this cultivation technique is?"
"As my servant, there is no lack of the word 'Mad'. This skill of yours has defeated the Blood Moon Ox Head Style. I will name it the 'Mad Beggar Two Style'. How about it?"
Chu Fann placed his hands behind his back and said with a serious expression.
Usually, when Chu Fann saw Hong Qier groveling, he would hate it.
But before this, Hong Qier's fearless and fearless behavior had touched Chu Fann. With an idea in mind, Chu Fann had given Hong Qier a stroke of good fortune, allowing him to create his own cultivation technique.
Second Style of Beggar?
Upon hearing this, Hong Qier was wild with joy, feeling that it was really appropriate.
"The second style of Beggar Beggar, one is the subservient style, and the second is the subservient style. You have already comprehended the original subservient style. The subservient style, you just need to follow me and slowly comprehend it. "
Chu Fann raised his head and spoke with a voice as loud as a great bell.
"Thank you, Master!"
Hong Qier quickly stood up and kneeled on the ground with a loud bang.
When he knelt down, Hong Qier also had an idea in his mind.
Perhaps, this was the Knee Knee Style!
Thus, he created the Mad Beggar Two Styles.
Many years later, the second style of Beggar was regarded by the Beggar Gang as an ultimate technique passed down from generation to generation. Only the Sect Master and Elder Nine Pouches could learn it, and it was even recorded into the Asura Journal. This was a matter of the future, so he didn't mention it for the time being.
"Hong Qier, from today onwards, the Beggar Gang will be under your command. By the way, everyone. This is Ninth Prince, Zhao Xumin. I hope you all can support him!"
Chu Fann immediately ordered in a firm tone.
The disciples of the Beggar Gang would naturally follow his orders.
They immediately held a meeting of the Sect Master to welcome the new Sect Master. At the same time, they welcomed Zhao Xumin as a part of Zhao Xumin's strength.
Chu Fann arranged for Hong Qier to stay in Beggar Gang to handle some matters and let Zhao Xumin get closer to them. As for himself, he left the place first.
At night.
Stars dotted the night sky, and the clouds turned into sweet dew that fell from the sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The rain was heavy, and it was wet everywhere in Zilai Ancient Kingdom, as if it was going to break the loneliness.
In the Zilai Academy, the lights in the girls' dormitory had long been extinguished.
However, in a certain room on the first floor of the noble dormitory, the lights were brightly lit, and there were actually some moans coming from inside.
"Ahhhh! It's so uncomfortable. . . Ahhh, I want it so badly!"
On a bed made of silk, a hot girl was lying on the bed.
The room was filled with the fragrance of flowers. The red mosquito net was kicked under the bed by the girl and it was a mess.
She felt pain in her lower abdomen, and her whole body felt cold. Her mouth was dry, and her palms and feet were burning hot. Her forehead was blood red. . .
"Fourth Princess, are you alright?"
A servant girl fetched a basin of water and continuously wiped Zhao Xianer's sweat.
But Zhao Xianer's entire body was covered in sweat and was completely drenched. Even if she did, it would be in vain.
Zhao Xianer's face was pale and her lips were chapped. She trembled and said, "Chunmei, quickly go and invite Teacher Murong Yanran over and Qin Wansi to help. "
"Yes. "
The servant girl Chunmei hurriedly ran away.
She had followed Fourth Princess for a few years. She was already used to this kind of illness.
Every time she encountered a rainy night, Fourth Princess was the hardest to endure.
An hour later.
Murong Yanran and Qin Wansi came here and went to Zhao Xianer's bedside in surprise.
"Xianer, what happened to you? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Let me help you. "
Qin Wansi held Zhao Xianer's shoulder and immediately comforted her.
Zhao Xianer endured it and said with a trembling voice, "Haha, if you are a man, perhaps you can help me. . . !"
Suddenly, Zhao Xianer seemed to have been poisoned and immediately laid on Qin Wansi's body and moved restlessly.
Zhao Xianer's muscles were tensed and her skin was covered with sweat.
The two of them were very unconstrained on the bed and not long after, their clothes were messed up and they kept giggling.
Such a scene was the best in the world.
Seeing this, Qin Wansi's face turned red. She seemed to have felt Zhao Xianer accidentally touch her and pushed Zhao Xianer away.
Qin Wansi quickly stood up with a red face and tidied her clothes.
"Teacher Murong, can you help me take a look?"
Zhao Xianer could not bear it and said in a trembling voice.
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Murong Yanran sat down and touched Zhao Xianer's pulse. After checking it, she shook her head and said, "This situation is very strange. I don't know what kind of illness it is. "
After checking again, Murong Yanran still shook her head.
"Teacher Murong, you are a tier two Profound Arts Master. Don't you know?"
Zhao Xianer frowned, her hope shattered, and her face turned paler.
Qin Wansi immediately suggested, "How about we send her to the Profound Arts Master Association? Although the chairman and the others have gotten off work, there are still people on duty. "
"That's the only way. "
Murong Yanran lightly nodded her head and was about to stretch out her arm to hug Zhao Xianer.
Her arm moved and was about to move. Suddenly, a natural chasm formed and overlapped with each other. It was extremely beautiful.
Zhao Xianer was impatient. Her face was pale and her voice was like a mosquito. "No. . . . Teacher Murong. You, you, if you can't do anything, I want Chu Fann. . . To come. "
She wanted Chu Fann?
Qin Wansi suddenly froze when she heard him. Her face turned red and she spat," You are still thinking about men. You are already so sick. "
"Hehe, Fourth Princess, if I am not wrong, with this kind of illness, your body is uncomfortable but your heart is actually even more uncomfortable, right? Alright, I'll go and find Chu Fann to satisfy you right away. "
Murong Yanran smiled gently. It was simply a sweet and sweet smile, like the spring breeze.
Zhao Xianer blushed and spat. "No. . . I am talking about Chu Fann. "
"Hehe, I know he is powerful. Don't worry. "
Murong Yanran touched Zhao Xianer's sensitive parts and lightly laughed.
How could Zhao Xianer bear it? Her entire body was like being electrocuted and she was about to pounce on Qin Wansi who was beside her.
"Alright, Teacher Murong, there is no need to make fun of me. Fourth Princess's meaning is that Chu Fann can cure her illness. "
Qin Wansi quickly moved aside, afraid that Zhao Xianer would protect her and immediately said.
Fourth Princess finally let out a sigh of relief and nodded, indicating that Qin Wansi was right.
Although she had a method, it was late at night. How could she find Chu Fann?
Zilai Academy was so big, they did not know where Chu Fann was.
Maybe he was in the Cultivation Tower, or in the dormitory, or maybe not in the academy!
"How about this, I will inform all the girls to help find Chu Fann. In any case, we must find him!" Murong Yanran smiled lightly and left first.
Qin Wansi let Chunmei protect her and she also went out to find Chu Fann.
After the two of them left, Zhao Xianer could not help but start acting coquettishly again. . .