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

After Helian Tieshu established the "First-Rank Hall", he recruited warriors from all over the world, believing that all those who entered the "First-Rank Hall" were first-rank in martial arts. Today, he has witnessed that the first-rank martial arts in his eyes are no match for the real masters.

Seeing the three villains beaten so badly, Helian Tieshu's eyes cleared up instantly. He said to Yang Guo, "I have long admired the name of 'Murong of Gusu.' It is an honor to meet such a sage today."

He then clasped his hands in a salute to Yang Guo. As for Qiao Feng, he figured that since the Western Xia "Yipintang" had already turned against the Beggars' Sect, there was no need to be overly polite to Qiao Feng.

Yang Guo, not wanting to offend a smiling face, returned the greeting and said, "General Helian is indeed a man of great renown. I have long hoped to meet the heroes and valiant men of the Western Xia First-Class Hall, but having met them today, I fear they are somewhat overrated!"

Helian Tieshu chuckled and said, "I've often heard the saying in the martial arts world: 'Murong in the South, Qiao Feng in the North.' Seeing you today, I can see it's truly well-deserved. How honored I am to have Young Master Murong grace us with his presence! Please, please!"

Having said that, Helian Tieshu stepped aside to let the two of them sit down.

At this moment, Ye Erniang and Yun Zhonghe, who were seriously injured, had been helped down, leaving only Yue Laosan still there, unwilling to accept it. When Yang Guo sat down, Yue Laosan jumped out again.

"Nan Murong is indeed skilled! But it's not surprising that you know my martial arts; if my master were to come, you certainly wouldn't know his martial arts."

Yang Guo asked curiously, "Who is your master? Could it be the Divine Nun of the South Sea?"

The South Sea Divine Nun was a character Huang Rong came up with to deceive Yang Guo; she didn't actually exist. Yang Guo was just making fun of Yue Laosan in this story.

"The Divine Nun of the South Sea? What's that? I've never heard of her!" Yue Laosan said smugly. "My master has been dead for a long time, but his skills were passable, so let's not talk about him. My new master, however, is extraordinary. His surname is Duan, and his given name is Yu. Putting everything else aside, just his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) is something I believe no one else in the world can master!"

Yang Guo almost burst out laughing. He thought Yue Laosan was going to mention some famous martial arts master, but it turned out to be himself.

Yang Guo teased him deliberately: "Lingbo Weibu, hmm, that is indeed an amazing martial art. But I find it hard to believe that Young Master Duan of Dali would actually accept you as his disciple."

Yue Laosan hurriedly said, "Why would I lie to you? Many people here have heard it with their own ears: Young Master Duan personally called me his disciple."

Yang Guo chuckled inwardly: At first, this Yue Laosan refused to acknowledge "me" as his master, but now he's afraid that "I" won't accept him as my disciple. I didn't expect this guy to know how to respect his teacher.

If that's the case, I really should teach him something in the future, so he doesn't tarnish his reputation.

Yang Guo pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm, if that's the case, you must have already learned your master's ultimate skill. Congratulations!"

Yue Laosan shook his head vigorously, saying, "No, no! You claim to know everything about martial arts in the world. If you can perform the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) three times, Yue Lao Er will be convinced."

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Yue Laosan is Yue Laosan. Who do you think you are, second brother? Although Lingbo Weibu is difficult, I am not very talented, but I have learned a few steps. Yue Laosan, why don't you try to catch me?"

As he spoke, his long robe fluttered as he stood in the main hall.

The heroes of Western Xia had never heard of the "Lingbo Weibu" before. Hearing the Crocodile God of the South Sea describe it as such a miraculous skill, they were all eager to see it for themselves. They immediately stood at the four corners of the main hall, wanting to see how Yang Guo would perform the technique.

Only Qiao Feng, who knew the truth, was struggling to suppress his laughter.

Yue Laosan was greatly provoked by Yang Guo's words, "Who do you think you are, second-in-command?" He completely forgot his miserable state just now. With a roar, he reached out with his left hand and his right hand emerged from under his left palm, grabbing at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo took two steps to the side, then half a step back, his body swaying like a lotus leaf in the wind, deftly circling behind Yue Laosan. With lightning speed, he launched a kick, striking Yue Laosan squarely in the buttocks.

Yue Laosan felt his body lighten and involuntarily flew up, landing on all fours with his buttocks facing backward, much like the future Qingcheng Sect's ultimate technique—the Wild Goose Landing on the Sand.

Looking at Yue Laosan's posture, Yang Guo suddenly realized what kind of kung fu he should pass on to this guy: his godfather Ouyang Feng's ultimate skill—Toad Kung Fu.

As early as the summit of Mount Hua, Ouyang Feng had already taught Yang Guo the complete Toad Stance, but Yang Guo never practiced it much afterward.

The reason is simple: the posture was just too ugly. Even as a teenager, Yang Guo had developed a love for beauty. Although Toad Stance was a top-notch martial art, Yang Guo still declined it.

It wasn't until he separated from Xiaolongnu that Yang Guo incorporated a portion of the essence of the Toad Stance into the Ecstasy Palm. However, he always had an excellent memory, and even after so many years, he could still remember the moves and techniques clearly.

Anyway, Yue Laosan was seven parts human and three parts ghost, so practicing Toad Kung Fu suited his temperament perfectly.

Yue Laosan got up from the ground and said, "Excellent, excellent! You are much more powerful than my master. Murong of Gusu, you live up to your reputation. I, the Crocodile God of the South Sea, am convinced by you."

After saying that, he turned his head and walked away on his own.

Yang Guo turned back to his seat, and cheers erupted in the hall like thunder in spring.

Helian Tieshu waited for them to sit down, picked up his teacup, and said, "Please have some tea. It is an honor to have you two heroes grace us with your presence. What can we do for you?"

Qiao Feng replied, "General, yesterday my gang had urgent business to attend to, so I sent men to Huishan to postpone our appointment with your esteemed gang by three days. But I don't know why you have captured some of my gang's brothers and brought them here today. I humbly request that you release them."

Helian Tieshu smiled slightly and said, "Chief Qiao, since the appointment has been made, why postpone it for three or four days? This morning, when I found that your gang members had broken their promise and failed to arrive at Huishan, I sent men to investigate their whereabouts. We finally found them in an apricot grove. After meeting them, my experts, as agreed, sparred with your gang's disciples. As a result, your elders were outmatched and defeated, but they were unconvinced and spoke rudely, offending this general. In a fit of anger, this general captured them and brought them here."

Qiao Feng was about to speak when Yang Guo shook his head and said, "General, you claim to have sent your best fighters to capture the Beggar Clan brothers here using superior martial arts. How did Chief Qiao and I discover that you used 'Sad Breeze' to subdue the elders?"

Seeing that his true colors had been exposed, Helian Tieshu was not angry. Instead, he stared at Qiao Feng and said, "No matter what, the elders of the Beggars' Sect are now in my hands. Since the sect leader has come personally to demand their release, I cannot refuse. Just now, Young Master Murong displayed his skills, proving his reputation is well-deserved. Sect Leader Qiao is on par with Young Master Murong, so he should at least show everyone his skills so that the people of Xixia are truly convinced. Only then can we release the heroes of your sect."

Qiao Feng stood up from his seat, cupped his hands in greeting to Helian Tieshu, and said, "May I ask which expert has come to offer their guidance?"

"I'll take on your Northern Qiao Feng!"

As the sound rang out, a man emerged from Helian Tieshu's right side. He was of medium build, dressed in the same color as the other Western Xia warriors, with a sallow complexion and a blank expression, like a dead man.