With the help of the Yang family's marksmanship, I penetrated the world of martial arts

Chapter 73 73. Battle of the Northern Beggars

Huang Rong arched her hands and said, "Elder Jian's stick technique is also powerful, and I was lucky enough to win by relying on Master's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

By defeating Elder Jian with Hong Qigong's martial arts, Huang Rong can say that she saved enough face for Elder Jian.

Elder Jian reciprocated, and said: "I have no objection to Miss Huang being the leader of the sect. Do the two elders of Peng Lu need to compete again?"

Lu Youjiao waved his hands and said, "No need, my martial arts are not as good as Elder Jian, so I won't make a fool of myself."

But Elder Peng stepped forward and said: "I'm not talented, I want to ask Miss Huang for advice."

"Ok?"

Elder Jian was a little puzzled: I am no match for Huang Rong, why did Elder Peng still have to compete? Could it be that he thinks he is stronger than me?
It's just that Elder Peng is also one of the Four Great Elders after all, so Elder Jian would naturally not deprive him of his rights, so he stepped aside and gave the place to Elder Peng.

"Miss Huang invites you!" Elder Peng smiled slightly and said to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong nodded, then glanced at him, and when he met his eyes, he saw the radiance in his eyes, which was breathtaking.

Elder Peng smiled and said, "Miss Huang, you've played two rounds, you might as well take a break if you're tired!" His voice was soft and pleasant to the ear.

Huang Rong suddenly felt tired all over, and thought that after two rounds, she really should take a break, and this movement in her heart made her eyes sore, her mouth watery, and she was exhausted.

"Deterrence technique!" Huang Rong suddenly felt a shock in her heart, and woke up from her half-sleep.

On the way to Junshan, Yang Chen kept teaching her the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual, among which there was the soul-moving method, which was also a kind of heart-intimidating technique.

It just so happened that Huang Rong also practiced it once, and now meeting Elder Peng who agreed to be able to frighten the mind, Huang Rong naturally used it again.

She immediately closed her eyes and read the scriptures silently, meditating and concentrating, and her heart and breath depended on each other. After a while, she became peaceful and quiet.

Elder Peng saw that Huang Rong closed her eyes for a long time, and then opened them again. Just as she was about to make another trick, she saw Huang Rong smiling at herself.

Seeing Huang Rong's pretty smile, she laughed too, but she couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing him laughing suddenly, the two elders Jian Liang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Elder Peng, what are you laughing at?"

But Elder Peng was intimidated by the soul-shifting method, and couldn't control himself at all, so he could only laugh to himself.

Helpless, Elder Jian could only touch Elder Peng's two acupoints to make him stop laughing.

Elder Jian turned to Hong Qigong and said: "This time Miss Huang won, so we have no objection to letting Miss Huang be the leader of the gang. It's up to the leader to decide whether to give up the position of leader of the gang to Miss Huang. "

"Good!" Hong Qigong nodded, but he didn't directly say that he would hand over the gang leader to Huang Rong, but turned his head to look at Yang Chen.

"Boy Yang, do you want to compete with Rong'er again? If you can beat her, the position of gang leader can also be given to you."

It was already agreed to find a gang leader with high martial arts skills. If Yang Chen can really beat Huang Rong, then he will be the gang leader, and the four elders (except Elder Peng) will not object.

Everyone thought that Yang Chen would compete with Huang Rong. After all, this is the largest beggar gang in the world, and Yang and Huang seem to have a good relationship.

But I never thought that Yang Chen would say: "Rong'er is my fiancée, if we really fight, it's probably meaningless. Why don't you let me fight Qigong?"

Hong Qigong wondered: "You want to fight me?"

Yang Chen nodded, "The three elders, Jian, Liang, and Peng, just had a fight, and I'm afraid it took a lot of money. I don't want to take advantage of them, so it's the most fair to play with Qigong."

"Okay!" Hong Qigong laughed loudly, "Unexpectedly, you already want to challenge me, what a formidable young man!"

"Qi Gong agreed?" Yang Chen asked.

"Come."

Hong Qigong stood up and walked to the very center of Xuanyuan Terrace.Yang Chen also stood up and stood in front of Hong Qigong.

"Boy Yang, be careful." Hong Qigong said as he slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed forward with overwhelming palm force with a whoosh.

"Forgive me for making an axe!" Yang Chen said first, then bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and hit Hong Qigong with a whoosh.

There was a loud bang, and the two palms intersected, both of them were shaken, and then they each took two steps back.

Hong Qigong has been immersed in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for many years, and he has already reached the pinnacle of perfection.This is a palm technique of pure yang and rigidity, when it is firm to the extreme, it is natural that there is a softness in the rigidity, just now the palm of his has both rigidity and softness, positive and negative complement each other, it is really powerful.

Yang Chen, on the other hand, relied on his divine power to bring out the fierce characteristics of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the fullest.

Just now he used all his strength in this palm, there was no room for it, even though he violated the big taboo of subduing dragon palm, he was evenly matched with Hong Qigong.

"Okay!" Hong Qigong shouted, feeling refreshed.

He has specialized in external kung fu all his life, especially in Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.But the only person in the world who can confront him head-on is Ouyang Feng's Toad Kung Fu. Even Chongyang, the king of supernatural powers in the past, can't face him head-on. Fortunately, there is another Yang Chen now.

Hong Qigong stomped on the ground with both feet, rushed in front of Yang Chen, pushed forward with both palms, and shocked Baili with another move, this is an extremely powerful move in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon.

One time is enough for the matter of class work.Yang Chen only knew three moves of Subduing Dragon Palm, and his proficiency was far inferior to that of Hong Qigong, so naturally he would not use it again.

Using fists as spears with both hands, he stabbed towards Hong Qigong like a green dragon offering its claws.

boom--

I saw the palms of the two people pressed against each other, stalemate, the palm that Hong Qigong concentrated all his life energy was unexpectedly blocked by Yang Chen.

Yang Chen exerted strength with both arms again, and then pushed forward, Hong Qigong hurriedly increased his palm strength to resist Yang Chen.Unexpectedly, Yang Chen suddenly swept across with his right leg, hitting Hong Qigong's knee.

And Hong Qigong's reaction was also very quick, with his legs bent and straightened, he jumped up before Yang Chen whipped his legs to his body.With his legs off the ground, there was no fulcrum, so Yang Chen wanted to push him out with force.

But before Yang Chen exerted his force, Hong Qigong seized this momentary opportunity and slapped Yang Chen's shoulder.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Chen gave up his previous thoughts, flipped his right hand upwards, and raised fire.

Hong Qigong changed his move temporarily, and struck down with one hand, which happened to hit Yang Chen's palm.With a slap, Hong Qigong was stuck in the air, but was sent flying by Yang Chen's palm.

Hong Qigong flew several zhang in the air, but soon stabilized his figure in the air, and then landed firmly on the ground.

Yang Chen stepped on the gossip and took advantage of the momentum to pursue. As soon as he got close to Hong Qigong's body, his fists hit him one after another like a string of beads.

All of a sudden, fists and palms clashed one after another, and Hong Qigong's palms also flew around, blocking Yang Chen's fists one by one.

(End of this chapter)