Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 151 There Are No Dogs in the World!Epiphany!The dog-slaying swordsmanship adds a third move!

"The dog-beating stick method, a total of 36 ways."

While making moves, Hong Qigong explained: "The dog-beating stick is the real fighting skill of the beggar gang. Historically, only the gang leader passed it on to the next gang leader. Now the gang leader of the beggar gang is my female apprentice Huang Rong. Of course, she is also you. My niece, if you can see her, remember to take care of her for me."

"The real dog-beating stick method needs to be displayed with a green jade stick, and the green jade stick is only worthy of the master of the beggar gang."

"Old beggar, although I used to be the leader of the beggar gang, after I abdicated, I had to obediently hand over the green jade stick to the little girl Rong'er. The jade staff will be passed on to the next generation of gang leaders."

"Although I don't have a green jade stick, it's okay to demonstrate it."

Hong Qigong waved the branch in his hand vigorously.

The branch was in his hand, as if it possessed spirituality.

"Although the name of this dog-beating stick method is vulgar, it has subtle changes and unique moves. It's not my old beggar bragging. This is really the first-class kung fu in martial arts throughout the ages!"

The branches in Hong Qigong's hands moved faster and faster, almost to the point of being dazzled.

"The dog-beating stick method has eight key points: tripping, splitting, wrapping, poking, picking, leading, sealing, and turning."

"This is the entanglement formula!"

Hong Qigong waved his hand, and the branch in his hand turned into a tough thin vine, which entangled the trunk of the big tree in front of him.

Even if the trunk is several times thicker than the branches, there is no way to break free.

"Wrapping characters is to follow the enemy's things, and [turning] characters is to make the enemy follow our rhythm."

As he said that, the branch in Hong Qigong's hand turned into an impenetrable blue shadow, and even the surrounding air seemed to be affected!
"Among the six-character formulas, the most essential one is the trip-word formula."

"The tactic of tripping is like the yelling of the Yangtze River, coming in a continuous stream, picking where the enemy is in trouble, and not allowing the enemy to have the slightest chance to breathe."

"If the first trip fails, the second trip will continue! The chain of hooks and plates is ever-changing!"

Hong Qigong demonstrated the 36-way dog-beating stick method one by one.

Ling Feng saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but keep it in his heart.

This dog-beating stick method is really exquisite!

"My virtuous brother, be careful with the last move. This is the true trick of my Beggar Clan's dog-beating-stick method—there is no dog in the world!"

Hong Qigong suddenly swung the branch, mobilizing his internal energy!

Immediately, there were stick shadows all over his body in all directions, and his strength was tens of meters away!
Even if there were dozens of vicious dogs rushing at them together, they would definitely be instantly killed by this move!

The ingenuity of the dog-beating stick method is all attributed to this last trick!
As Ling Feng thought, he immediately grabbed a branch and used the branch as a sword to integrate the stick technique of "No Dog in the World" into his dog-slaying sword technique!

Jian Sheng Tai Chi and Ji Breaking the Void are both single-handed moves.

But there is no dog in the world, it is a mass-destructive group attack move!

Swish!
A majestic sword energy swept out, and the trees around Ling Feng were cut down in half!

Ling Feng was stunned!

The stick technique of No Dog in the World has been integrated into the sword move, and the lethality has doubled!

Hong Qigong hissed, "Brother, you, you have mastered new moves in such a short period of time! You are truly a genius!"

Ling Feng hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Brother, thank you for your teaching!"

Hong Qigong waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's not a question, I just rehearsed it casually, but I didn't teach you."

Ling Feng said: "I understand."

Hong Qigong nodded slightly, threw away the branch in his hand, and said, "Next, I will show you the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, as the name suggests, there are eighteen moves in total."

"The movements of each style are simple and unremarkable, but the moves are powerful and straightforward."

"The moves are simple but the strength is profound. The essence lies in how to use strength and strength to win with strength. Every palm must have overwhelming power."

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, designed to overcome all the bells and whistles, no matter the enemy's tricks are true or false, there are a variety of tricks, ever-changing, as long as I use one move, the enemy must return to defense and parry, and once the enemy defends, then no matter how powerful they are His moves will naturally be broken."

Listening to Hong Qigong's explanation, Ling Feng couldn't help but secretly nodded.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms actually depended on internal strength cultivation and desperate fighting style.

No wonder it can stand alone in the world.

"Look at it, get angry in the dantian! The first form: Kanglong has regrets!"

Hong Qigong pushed it out with a palm, and the whole forest trembled!

"The first form is the most violent. The general enemy loses all courage when they see such a vigorous technique!"

"The second type of flying dragon is in the sky! This move is open and closed, and it will destroy the dead!"

“第三式见龙在田！第四式鸿渐于陆！第五式潜龙勿用！第六式突如其来！第七式利涉大川！第八式震惊百里！第九式或跃在渊！第十式双龙取水！No.11式鱼跃于渊！No.12式时乘六龙！No.13式密云不雨！No.14式损则有孚，No.15式龙战于野！No.16式履霜冰至……No.17式……羝羊触藩！第、第、第……”

Hong Qigong's face was like gold paper, he spat out a mouthful of old blood, his body was like a candle in the wind!
Ling Feng hurriedly stepped forward to support Hong Qigong, urging Jiuyang to infuse his internal energy, "Brother! It's alright, don't waste your mind!"

Hong Qigong smiled miserably, "My dear brother, I must do what I said, old beggar. Otherwise, old beggar... cough cough, how can I be worthy of your wine and chicken?"

Ling Feng couldn't help the pain in his heart, tears filled his eyes, "Brother..."

Hong Qigong struggled to stand firm, "The last move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms...Shenlong! Tail swing!"

Hong Qigong gathered his inner strength, turned around, took back a palm, and slapped it on the thick tree trunk.

A tree trunk as thick as a person was instantly cut off in the middle!

When the lamp was exhausted, he could still use such a formidable force. One could imagine how formidable Hong Qigong must have been in his peak period.

North beggars!Deserved!
Ling Feng was full of admiration!

Hong Qigong coughed up two mouthfuls of blood heavily, and collapsed to the ground.

Ling Feng quickly took out a big return pill, trying to stuff it into Hong Qigong's mouth.

Hong Qigong waved his hand, "My old beggar can't survive, brother, you don't need to waste any more pills. Cough cough, if there is wine..."

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and took out a bottle of Wuliangye.

Hong Qigong took a sip contentedly, but his heart and lungs were weak, and most of the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"If you can have good wine to see you off in this life, the old beggar can rest in peace."

"Brother, brother, I have something to ask you before I die, and I ask you to agree to it."

Ling Feng said movedly: "Brother, just say, no matter what, I can do it for you."

Hong Qigong said: "I am an old beggar. I was born as a member of the Beggars' Sect and died as a ghost of the Beggars' Sect. The only thing I am worried about in this life is the Beggars' Sect. Although Rong'er is ice-snow and smart, she has always lived a delicate life, and she does not care about it. I am willing to take care of the affairs of the Beggar Gang. I know that she and Guo Jing are holding the hero meeting this time, in fact, they want to pass on the position of the leader of the Beggar Gang to others... Cough cough, I can’t make it! So, I would like to invite you Do it on your behalf, supervise the succession of the throne. If... If you have to meet the Ming Lord, it's okay, if it's not entrusted to you... Brother, brother, you, you..."

Hong Qigong clenched Ling Feng's hand tremblingly, exhausted his last strength, and said hoarsely: "You can... replace it!"

(End of this chapter)