Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

A cold wind howled outside the door, and snow blanketed the night.

The White Jade Demon now wields a strangely shaped weapon.

The weapon has an intricately crafted tip resembling a demon's claw, and a hooked handguard at the end, connected to a shaft with numerous barbs.

It was with this weapon that he ripped open the throat of "Second Brother".

The room fell silent, everyone stared wide-eyed, and a sense of unease rose in their hearts.

The white jade demon's fierce, triangular eyes swept around, and it grinned menacingly at the corpse:

"Who do you think you are, daring to interrupt me?"

Although he was speaking to a dead man, the threatening tone in his words chilled everyone present.

Li Di was shocked and furious, but he was a man of great influence in the martial arts world, and he was shrewd and calculating.

He slowly took a package from his robes and placed it on the table, saying:

"Your eyes are sharp enough, but that's not enough to make me submit."

He drew his knife with a "clang" with his right hand and slammed his left hand on the table.

A plate of braised meatballs on the table immediately flew up.

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning.

The flying meatballs were all cut in half and fell back onto the plate.

If it weren't for the White Jade Demon's intimidating presence, some people present might have been able to cheer.

Li Di was secretly pleased.

He thought to himself that his knife skills were so exquisite that even if he couldn't intimidate the "Beggar Clan" in front of him, he could at least make them not dare to underestimate him.

What he feared most was the other party's reputation as "the number one gang in the world".

Therefore, they dared not immediately break off relations.

He said, "If you can demonstrate a skill that I admire, I will immediately offer the treasure with both hands; otherwise, there is no point in discussing it."

Bai Yumo laughed loudly:

"That's just a cook's skill at best. What methods of killing do you even know?"

As he spoke, the sound of blowing a bamboo flute rang out, sharp, short, and continuous.

A foul gust of wind blew by, and more than twenty brightly colored venomous snakes wriggled and slid out from the shadows of the house.

Everyone in the room was so frightened that they all scattered and hid.

The largest of the venomous snakes just grazed past Ah Fei's feet.

The sticky, slippery feeling made Ah Fei frown.

No one paid attention to him, and no one saw him draw his sword.

With a flash of light, the snake on his foot was split vertically in two.

Then the White Jade Demon sneered:

"I have already planted a trap here to kill you. If you don't get the treasure, none of you will leave this house unscathed."

The sound of blowing bamboo rang out again, and the poisonous snakes surrounded Li Di.

The snake flicks its tongue, poised to strike.

The diners were all trembling with fear.

Standing in the snake formation, Li Di's face turned ashen, and he dared not move an inch.

He had recognized the beggar in front of him.

He said in a deep voice, "Could you perhaps be the 'White Jade Beggar'?"

The "White Jade Beggar" is a generation younger than him and was a famous figure more than a decade ago.

Moreover, he dared not offend the Beggars' Sect.

He gritted his teeth and said again:

"Since you are so eager to obtain the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill,' I am powerless to guarantee its success. Please take it."

Upon hearing this, he admitted that the package did indeed contain the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill".

Afei was taken aback.

Li Di actually possessed the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill"!

However, the system should have reacted to this distance.

If the system doesn't make mistakes, then is what Li Di has in his hand fake?

My mind was immediately filled with doubts.

At this moment, the White Jade Demon picked up the package, laughed triumphantly, and said:

"Your eyes aren't completely blind. Since you recognized me, then..."

He chuckled ominously twice, his eyes sweeping over everyone in the room, and said:

"Not only will the treasure be left behind, but also the heads of everyone present!"

He actually wanted to kill someone to silence them so that he could keep the divine skill for himself!

Before anyone could react, the situation suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.

The sounds of clanging and rattling rang out in unison.

The members of the Beggars' Sect had already drawn their weapons.

They were already standing in the crowd, and upon hearing the agreed-upon code, they did not hesitate for a moment.

With a swift motion, he swung the butcher's knife down at the people around him.

These four were all high-ranking disciples of the Beggars' Sect, holding the fifth or sixth bag rank, and their martial arts skills were naturally second to none.

In the blink of an eye, someone fell into a pool of blood.

The room immediately descended into chaos.

Beside Afei stood the burly man with a thick beard.

He noticed Afei and thought to himself that this kid was probably the youngest virgin in the entire inn.

He looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and wore thin, shabby clothes.

A laughable sword—if it can even be called a sword—was at his waist.

That could hardly be called a sword; it was just a piece of iron a little over three feet long.

It had neither a blade nor a guard, nor even a hilt.

He's just a kid with toys.

This kid is the perfect target, so he drew his sword and began to slash.

The burly man with the bushy beard never thought that A-Fei would have the ability to resist him.

The steel knife in his hand had already touched Ah Fei's clothes, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

He could almost see the scene of Ah Fei's fragile body being cut in two by him.

"Cough—plop."

The burly man with the bushy beard felt a flash of sword light, and his steel knife suddenly felt lighter.

The whole world turned upside down in his eyes.

He was stunned to see the groans and scattering people around him, and then they all hid behind Ah Fei, who was standing with his sword, as if they had found a savior.

Bai Yumo had already controlled the venomous snake to attack Li Di more than a dozen times.

Li Di's subordinates were indeed skilled; although they were no match for him, they were difficult to subdue for a time with just the poisonous snake.

Just as he was about to take action himself, he suddenly heard several exclamations.

At a glance, one could see the head of the burly man with the bushy beard flying off, his steel blade shattering.

Blood mist splattered as it rose.

Amidst the screams, Bai Yumo finally noticed the boy standing beside the corpse.

He simply couldn't believe that his subordinate had died at the hands of such a young man.

He cursed his subordinates for being useless, then glared menacingly at A-Fei and said, "Where did this brat come from, daring to mess with your grandpa!"

Despite saying this, the White Jade Demon did not act arrogantly.

He summoned the other three Beggars' Sect disciples and ordered them to surround and hold back Li Di, who was already showing signs of defeat.

He then turned his attention to Ah Fei.

If he could kill the bearded giant, the others would likely be no match for him either.

But if he were to make a move, he would surely kill the person instantly.

At that time, we will gather everyone's strength and kill Li Di with our swords.

He then made the sound of blowing a bamboo flute.

The venomous snakes on the ground suddenly turned their heads and darted towards Afei like arrows released from a bow.

These twenty-odd agile and vicious venomous snakes were all painstakingly captured and raised by him from deep mountains, valleys, desolate forests, and poisonous swamps.

They were then fed various poisons and trained through arduous training.

Its poison is so potent that all who are poisoned die instantly, with almost no one escaping unscathed.

Among them was a strange snake with a triangular head, black body with white markings. It could kill anyone who stung it instantly, leaving their entire body swollen and rotten, with no chance of survival.

Countless renowned masters have met their demise at the hands of poisonous fangs.

And this is precisely the time for it to display its great power.

By the way, where's his snake?

Bai Yumo suddenly noticed that at the boy's feet, the strange snake he had carefully fed was lying quietly.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that there was a thin slit in the middle of the snake's body, indicating that it had been neatly and evenly cut in half.

He had never seen such a neat cut.

Could this also be that kid's doing?

His face was filled with shock and anger, his eyes almost spitting fire.

But then, the sword in the young man's hand flickered.

Endless sword light enveloped the swarm of snakes.

They all disintegrated while flying in mid-air!

They are all neatly and evenly divided into several segments.

Just like a skilled chef carefully measuring the snake and cutting out pieces of meat.

The sounds of "crackling" continued as snake carcasses fell to the ground and onto the table; some were not quite dead and were still wriggling.

As the snake twisted and writhed, blood splattered across the ground.

"Dare to offend me, or you will die!"

Enraged, Bai Yu grabbed his strange, dark weapon.

The "Soul-Catching Hook" in his hand can not only catch snakes, but also take human lives.

Suddenly, A-Fei drew his sword and appeared in front of him.

Bai Yumo immediately raised his troops to meet the attack.

In the blink of an eye, he had already used seven or eight moves.

His moves are incredibly bizarre.

Sometimes a light touch, sometimes a sweeping motion; sometimes nimble and skillful, sometimes relying on brute force to win.

This beggar from Suzhou had put a lot of effort into developing his unique external weapon.

These unpredictable moves are very difficult to deal with.

The teenager in front of me was changing his physique and even repeatedly revealing his weaknesses.

Bai Yumo felt that he had overpowered the boy and was unable to retaliate.

However, whenever Bai Yumo seizes an opportunity, he unleashes a variety of unpredictable and deadly moves.

The young man either slightly turned to the side to dodge, or gently tapped the sword against the attacker, thus thwarting the killing move.

Feeling confident that he had the upper hand and the advantage, he put in even more effort.

The gleaming black poison claws in his hands had almost touched the other person's clothes several times, just a hair's breadth away.

But it's always just a tiny bit short.