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

Seeing that he didn't attack, Lin Ye shouted first.

"Beat the dog's head with a stick."

This is the "splitting" technique of the Dog-Beating Stick Method, where the stick strikes the dog's head, aiming towards the white-faced gate in the east.

Upon hearing the words "beating a dog's head with a stick," Dongfang Bai was already startled. When he saw that the stick being used was indeed the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, he was even more surprised and hurriedly raised his sword to block.

The elders and disciples of the Beggars' Sect were equally astonished and exclaimed in surprise.

The man wielding the staff was filled with disbelief: "Brother Lin, you actually know the Dog-Beating Staff Technique..."

The Dog-Beating Stick Technique is different from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. Although both are the Beggars' Sect's unique skills, if the sect leader favors you, it's not impossible for him to teach you a move or two of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. However, the Dog-Beating Stick Technique is a symbol of the sect leader. Only when the position of sect leader is passed down will the previous sect leader pass on the Dog-Beating Stick and the Dog-Beating Stick Technique together.

What exactly is the relationship between Brother Lin and the gang leader?

Or has the gang leader already secretly passed the position to him?

At this time, Shi Huolong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, had left twenty years ago with his wife and daughter to seek a cure for his paralyzed arms, which were the result of practicing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. He was no longer with the sect.

Only the four elders of the gang knew about this matter. To the gang members, it was claimed that the gang leader was still recuperating at Lotus Manor, and that the gang's affairs were being handled by the four of them.

Therefore, when they saw Lin Ye use two of their gang's ultimate techniques, they couldn't help but think that Lin Ye had met Gang Leader Shi Huolong and had been granted the position of gang leader.

Lin Ye unleashed his Dog-Beating Stick Technique, one move after another.

"Leading dogs into the village," "The vicious dogs bite back," "The Sichuan dogs bark at the sun"...

Back in the valleys of Kunlun Mountain, Lin Ye had already mastered this staff technique.

Although Dongfang Bai had recovered from his initial shock and regained his original swordsmanship level, with each strike sharp and ruthless, he couldn't gain the slightest advantage against the exquisite moves of the Dog-Beating Stick Technique.

Instead, he was repeatedly suppressed by Lin Ye.

As Lin Ye continued to suppress Dongfang Bai, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhao Min's furrowed brows and knew that his master must be extremely angry at this moment.

He let out a loud roar, pushed aside the blow from the forest, and thrust his sword straight at the center of the forest. This sword strike was his all-out effort, containing his profound inner strength, a desperate gamble, and containing the universe within.

Seeing the fierce sword move coming from below, Lin Ye lowered his body and used a move called "Pushing the Dog Up to the Sky" instead. He swung his stick diagonally upward from below, making a half-circle, and struck Dongfang Bai's wrist with a loud thud.

This strike contained the internal force of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Dongfang Bai's longsword was knocked away by the strike. Lin Ye followed up with another strike, which went straight out from the side and aimed at Dongfang Bai's throat.

Dongfang Bai was terrified, his mind went completely blank.

Just then, a tiny pebble flew out from the side and hit the stick in Lin Ye's hand.

The stone had considerable force, and even the internal force contained in Lin Ye's stick was inevitably deflected by it.

Although it was only slightly off-center, Lin Ye's thrust missed its mark, and the other end of the stick grazed past Dongfang Bai's neck.

Dongfang Bai reacted immediately and slammed his palm towards Lin Ye.

Lin Ye took a solid blow and immediately felt his blood and qi stagnate. However, he quickly returned the favor with a powerful palm strike, which also landed on Dongfang Bai's chest, sending him flying.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, all the elders of the Beggars' Sect were shocked, but they also saw through the trickster.

The four elders shouted, "You despicable brat, how dare you cheat with a hidden weapon!"

They could clearly see that the stone had been launched from the Yuan soldiers.

The elders roared angrily, and following their gaze, everyone turned to the person behind Zhao Min. Similarly, Zhao Min and her subordinates also looked at that person.

The man, wearing a hood, was hiding menacingly in the crowd; it was none other than Cheng Kun.

Seeing that Ah Da was clearly losing, he secretly used a hidden weapon to help him. Even if Ah Da lost, the other party would be seriously injured.

Zhao Min was also taken aback. Why did Lin Ye change the path of the stick that was pointing straight at A Da?

She thought Lin Ye had suddenly shown kindness, but she never expected it was one of their own people who did it.

Zhao Min's expression was displeased. "Master Cheng, did you do this?"

Cheng Kun bowed slightly. "Yes."

"Princess, there's no need to talk about morality with these thieves."

Zhao Min angrily said, "I can afford to lose, I don't need you causing trouble here."

For Zhao Min, she can scheme against others and disregard morality, but she cannot tolerate others undermining the "fairness" under her rules.

She can set traps, poison, outnumber the enemy, and exploit their chivalry to win; these are her own "rules of the game."

If someone interferes in a game she's in control of, in a way she doesn't allow, she feels offended and that her victory is unfair, which is not something her pride permits.

In short.

I can use underhanded tactics, but that's my skill. Your interference shows you underestimate my control.

Cheng Kun was reprimanded by Zhao Min and could only lower his head and say "yes" without daring to say more, but his expression was not very good.

Zhao Min ignored him and turned to Lin Ye, "Hey Lin, are you alright?"

Dongfang Bai's internal strength is not weak; even without a sword, a single palm strike is extremely powerful.

Lin Ye took a solid blow; there was no way he was unharmed.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood welled up, but he forced it down. His internal energy surged wildly, but his expression remained unchanged.

He knew that a formidable enemy was at hand and he could not show any signs of defeat, so despite suffering internal injuries, he continued to persevere.

He would remember this grudge.

Lin Ye glanced coldly at Cheng Kun before turning to Zhao Min and saying, "A mere palm strike can't hurt me. What's there to fear if you send two more people up?"

The beggars were thoroughly entertained by Lin Ye's heroic and audacious words.

They all echoed this sentiment.

"That's right! Use whatever methods you have! We Beggars' Sect are not afraid of anything!"

"Using tricks and still losing, isn't that shameful?"

"..."

Although the beggars were shouting loudly, only a few elders knew that the palm strike just now was no small matter, and they also knew that Lin Ye was holding back for their sake.

I felt both regret and admiration.

Zhao Min knew that defeat was inevitable. Her side had done such a dishonorable thing. Just as they said, they had used every trick in the book, but they still lost. It was truly shameful.

She felt somewhat ashamed that Lin Ye had been ambushed and wanted to ask her subordinates for a medicine to treat his internal injuries, but seeing how agitated the beggars were, she had no choice but to abandon the idea.

"We have lost today. As agreed, I will release your Beggars' Sect members."

"However, please release Master He as well."

As she finished speaking, eight Yuan soldiers carried up four stretchers, each carrying a Beggar Clan disciple whose tendons and veins had been severed.

The elders looked at Lin Ye's face and, seeing that he had no intention of objecting, they had Lu Zhangke brought forward.

The two sides exchanged hostages. Lu Zhangke released Hebi Weng's acupoints, while the beggars carried the disciple that Yan Benlei had rescued to the back of the crowd.

"Young Master Lin, your martial arts are indeed excellent. There will be plenty of time in the future to learn from you again."