Yang Guo travels back in time to become Duan Yu, a different kind of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Yang Guo looked closely and saw a plate of cooked beef, a large bowl of soup, and two large jugs of wine on the big man's table. There was nothing else on the table, which showed that he was very unrestrained and carefree when it came to eating and drinking.

The man seemed to notice Yang Guo's gaze, turned around, and smiled and nodded at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo also raised his wine cup, gesturing to the other person.

After drinking a few more cups of wine and eating a few bites of food, Yang Guo heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and then saw two people coming up the stairs.

The first man, who had a limp and used a cane, walked quickly; the second man was an old man with a worried expression. The two men approached the large man's table and bowed respectfully. The large man merely nodded, without rising to return the greeting.

The lame man whispered, "Brother Qibing, the other party has agreed to meet at the Huishan Pavilion early tomorrow morning."

The burly man nodded and said, "That's a bit too rushed."

The old man said, "I originally told them that the appointment was set for three days later. But they seemed to know that we were short-handed, and they made sarcastic remarks, saying that if we didn't dare to keep the appointment, we could simply not go tomorrow."

The burly man then said, "That's right. Spread the word that everyone will gather at Huishan at midnight tonight. Let's go there first and wait for them to arrive."

The two bowed in agreement and turned to go downstairs.

The three men spoke in very low voices, so that none of the other patrons upstairs could hear them. But Yang Guo, who was sharp-eared and had abundant internal energy, naturally heard every word they said, even though he hadn't intended to eavesdrop.

The burly man glanced at Yang Guo again, seemingly unintentionally, clearly realizing that Yang Guo had overheard their conversation. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he let out a heavy snort.

Yang Guo, quick-witted as ever, sensed the man's ill intentions from his snort. A thought quickly crossed his mind, and he said loudly, "Brother, what's bothering you there, grumbling and groaning? Drinking alone is no fun. Why don't you come and drink with me?"

Since he wasn't sure of the other party's true strength, he figured he might as well strike first and invite him over for a drink to test the waters.

The burly man smiled at Yang Guo and shouted loudly, "Good!"

His voice was booming, and his responses were swift and decisive. Even Yang Guo, who was on guard, couldn't help but secretly admire him.

The burly man instructed the waiter to bring over the bowls and plates and move them to sit down directly opposite Yang Guo.

When Yang Guo asked his name, the big man laughed and said, "Hehe, why do you ask when you already know the answer? Let's not stand on ceremony and have a few drinks. Isn't that wonderful? Once we've distinguished friend from foe, there'll be no enjoyment left."

Yang Guo thought to himself that this person must have mistaken him for someone else. Judging from the few steps he took just now, his posture was upright and his feet were steady, which clearly showed that he possessed superior martial arts skills.

However, being both skilled and daring, and since the other party had spoken first, and he himself had extended the invitation, he naturally couldn't back down. After a moment's thought, he nodded and said, "Alright!"

Yang Guo picked up the wine jar, filled it to the brim, and drank it all in one gulp. The burly man opposite him was not to be outdone, and he also drank a large bowl to the brim.

Seeing that the other person was using a large bowl while he was using a wine cup, Yang Guo did not want to take advantage of the other person, so he asked the bartender to change to a large bowl. Then the two of them drank wine, one bowl for the other.

With the two drinking like this, how could the jar of wine they initially ordered withstand such consumption? Seeing that it was almost empty, Yang Guo shouted loudly, "Waiter, bring another forty catties of wine!"

Since arriving in this world, Yang Guo had never drunk so heartily with anyone before, and a surge of heroic spirit rose in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the burly man opposite him brightened up. The young man's generosity confirmed his earlier suspicions, and he felt pleased. He said, "Alright, let's drink to our hearts' content today."

Yang Guo was already quite heavy on alcohol. When he felt his stomach getting too hot, he used his internal energy to neutralize the effects of the alcohol. He drank nearly fifty bowls of wine in this way, and his stomach was slightly bulging, but he was still full of energy.

Just then, the two finished their drinks and each reached out a hand to grab the wine jar. One grabbed one side, and both wanted to pour more wine.

Upon seeing this, the burly man on the other side first said, "Excuse me," and then struck Yang Guo's wrist with a palm.

Yang Guo recognized the skill as the Beggars' Sect's "Lotus Palm." The Lotus Palm is a basic skill that only core disciples of the Beggars' Sect can learn. Despite the large number of members in the Beggars' Sect, less than one-tenth of them can truly be considered core disciples.

The Beggars' Sect's kung fu? A thought flashed through Yang Guo's mind.

Yang Guo's mind raced, but his hands moved swiftly, his five fingers forming a fist as he struck at the opponent's incoming palm.

After exchanging a few blows, the opponent changed his palm into a claw and once again grabbed Yang Guo's wrist.

Tiger Claw Hand! This is Shaolin Kung Fu!

Yang Guo also recognized this skill. Zen Master Wuse was skilled in this skill. Seeing his opponent change his move, Yang Guo also changed his move, hooking his fingertips deeply and folding his knuckles, grabbing at his opponent like an eagle's claw.

This is a move that Yang Guo learned from the Condor during his daily sparring and playful fights. The palm imitates the eagle's claw and is used to tear apart the opponent's tendons.

Seeing Yang Guo's exquisite moves, the opponent flipped his wrist, changed his hand shape, and attacked Yang Guo with another claw technique.

Dragon Claw Hand, one of the 72 Shaolin Arts, is fierce and ruthless, with a continuous stream of moves, and is known as the number one grappling technique in the world.

Seeing his opponent change his move, Yang Guo extended his five fingers and brushed them towards the pressure points on his opponent's forearm.

This is a skill from the Nine Yin Manual called "Hand Playing Five Strings". The name of the skill comes from Ji Kang's poem "To a Scholar Entering the Army", which says "Hand playing five strings, watching the wild geese fly home". It is specifically designed to counter fierce palm techniques and hard external martial arts.

Yang Guo once used this skill to defeat his adoptive father Ouyang Feng, who was competing with Xiaolongnu in internal strength using the Toad Stance. Later, he even used this skill to dismantle the Zen Master Wuse.

The giant man opposite him clearly possessed a superior Dragon Claw technique compared to Zen Master Wuse. Yang Guo had the upper hand against Zen Master Wuse, but at this moment, they were evenly matched.

So the two sat down at the table and began to fight with their martial arts. After several moves, they were evenly matched and neither had the upper hand. No matter which one managed to repel the other's hand, just as he was about to lift the wine jar, the other would snatch it back.

After exchanging several more blows, the opponent changed his fighting style. He drew a large circle with his left palm and swung it diagonally upwards from below, striking Yang Guo's right hand, which had just grasped the wine jar.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

Yang Guo once witnessed Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fighting for four days and four nights atop Mount Hua. Later, he also saw Guo Jing use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms multiple times. How could he not recognize this martial art?

Knowing the danger, Yang Guo tossed the wine jar into the air and unleashed his Ecstasy Palm, exchanging a blow with his opponent.

The two men staggered back three steps, taking their chairs with them. The wooden planks beneath their feet shattered into several pieces. Fortunately, their fight was a martial arts contest, not a life-or-death struggle; otherwise, the restaurant might have been torn down by them.

Just as the wine jar was about to fall, the two men who had been standing back rushed forward, each extending a hand to catch the jar steadily.

The two placed the wine jar on the table. At this moment, Yang Guo had confirmed the other party's identity. With such power in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, it must be Qiao Feng of the North.

"What a magnificent Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms! Qiao Feng of the North truly lives up to his reputation!"

"Young Master Murong, you flatter me. I truly admire your martial arts skills!"