"Ahem!" Qiao Rui coughed a few times. Seeing that he had misunderstood that he had something to do with Shaolin, he did not explain but asked, "Old sir, can you use the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing'?"

"Of course not!" Mr. Duan did not want to offend Shaolin too much, so he did not push Qiao Rui too much and answered patiently.

"Have you ever seen anyone use the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms'?"

“It’s my pleasure to have seen you!”

"Since you have seen it, old man, do you know which move I just used?"

"The move you just used was extremely strong, masculine, fierce and powerful. The power of the palm was so strong that I have never seen it before in my life. Could it be 'The arrogant dragon will regret'?" Mr. Duan was interested in Qiao Rui's question and pondered for a moment.

When Qiao Rui heard Mr. Duan say this, he shook his head and laughed, "The 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing' is a very masculine and very strong palm technique, but when it reaches its extreme strength, it becomes very soft. The word 'regret' in the phrase 'The Dragon Will Regret' means that the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing' is not just about being strong and fierce, nor is it a brutal move that can be used but not stopped!"

"The move 'Kang Long You Hui' is a mixture of both hard and soft forces, which complement each other. Back then, Hero Xiao used 'Kang Long You Hui' three times in a row from 15 meters away to knock the old monster Xingxiu away. Later, Hero Guo also used the inner force of the Nine Yin Manual to use 'Kang Long You Hui', sending out thirteen consecutive aftereffects, which were indestructible. The strength of Kang Long You Hui lies in its continuous aftereffects!"

Qiao Rui spoke eloquently, showing no sign of being surrounded by powerful enemies. With his right hand held by Tian Jing, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand and said with a smile: "The move I just used is called 'No Regrets for Subduing the Dragon'. It is a brutal move. I only want it to explode in an instant, without regrets, and life or death will be decided immediately!"

"No Regrets for Subduing the Dragon?" Mr. Duan was surprised and murmured, "I have indeed never heard of such a move, but there are still traces of the 'Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon' in your move!"

"Not bad!" Qiao Rui recovered a little strength. He gently pulled his right hand out from Tian Jing's arm, stroked his palm and chuckled, "My palm technique is called 'Dragon Subduing No Regret Palm'. It is a combination of a few remaining moves of the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' and some other powerful martial arts."

"Don't talk nonsense. You are so young. No matter how talented you are, it is impossible for you to create such a magical skill!" Mr. Duan frowned and said coldly.

"Just because I can't create it doesn't mean others can't!" Qiao Rui sneered, "Haven't you heard of Shaolin Bodhi Temple?"

Mr. Duan was startled when he heard this. Yes, Shaolin Damo Academy specializes in studying the advanced martial arts within the temple, while Bodhi Academy studies the martial arts outside the temple. The martial arts of his Shaolin Temple also follow a tough and fierce style. If he gets the remaining moves of the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing' and uses them as a model, it is really possible to create a magical skill comparable to the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing'. However, such a magical skill was passed on to the kid in front of him, so his master must have a very high status in Shaolin Temple!

Thinking of this, Mr. Duan's eyes flickered and his mind raced. He wanted to capture Qiao Rui and force him to hand over his Dragon Subduing Skills, but he was afraid of provoking the Shaolin masters behind him. If the Shaolin gave the order, they would attack him together and he would not be able to escape.

Seeing Mr. Duan's hesitation, Lu Batian's eyes turned and he suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Duan, don't worry. Even if he is using a fragment, it is a secret of the Beggars' Sect. You just need to capture him and hand him over to the Beggars' Sect. If Shaolin has any questions, the Beggars' Sect will come forward and Mr. Duan will not be implicated!"

"The Beggars' Sect is big and powerful, so they are naturally not afraid of Shaolin. But Mr. Duan can't hide in the Beggars' Sect for his whole life and seek its protection, right?" Qiao Rui continued to talk about Shaolin's tiger skin, but he couldn't help but feel a little impatient, thinking to himself why the reinforcements hadn't arrived yet? He couldn't hold on any longer here.

It turned out that when the waiter went upstairs to inform him, he guessed that Lu Batian had come with ill intentions, and he had just recovered from his internal injuries last night, and was afraid that he would not be able to handle it for long. Therefore, when he went downstairs to meet Lu Batian, he secretly sent the waiter to take his token and go out to ask for help, as he calculated that the time was almost up.

Seeing Qiao Rui constantly using Shaolin to scare Mr. Duan, Lu Batian was secretly angry. This little thief really knew how to take advantage of the situation. He snorted at Qiao Rui and then said to Mr. Duan in a friendly manner: "When it comes to the Beggars' Sect's unique martial arts, you just need to offer this man up, which will definitely be a great achievement. With your skills and this contribution, it won't be difficult for you to become a guest official in the Beggars' Sect's Clean Clothes Sect, or even an Eight-Bag Elder. Why bother being threatened by this kid?"

Mr. Duan thought it was right, and his eyes gradually became sharper as he looked at Qiao Rui. He chuckled and said, "You can go to the Beggars' Sect and make it clear what is right and wrong!"

Seeing that Mr. Duan had made up his mind, Qiao Rui could not help but sigh, stretched out his hand to push Tian Jing behind him, and whispered: "If anything happens to me, you should sell the inn, and then find a way to join the Wudang Sect and seek the protection of Feng Feiyan, the leader of Tianquan, or Lin Wenyuan, the leader of Yuheng Xiao!"

"No, nothing can happen to you!" Tian Jing blurted out.

Qiao Rui nodded and smiled, "Stand back and don't interfere with my ability to perform magic. I'm going to teach this old guy a lesson!"

Although Tian Jing was worried, she knew she couldn't help much, so she stepped back. She only swore to herself, "If anything happens to you, I will accompany you. Anyway, you have saved this life twice, so it has already been yours."

Qiao Rui turned to face Mr. Duan, raised his hands in the air, and showed a starting posture. He smiled and said, "My 'Dragon Subduing Palm' also has eighteen moves. Since you have seen the 'Dragon Subduing Palm', why don't I practice these eighteen moves without using my internal energy to see the difference between the two martial arts."

Mr. Duan frowned slightly, then suddenly smiled and said, "Don't use internal energy? Your meridians must be severely damaged now, and you can't muster up internal energy, right? You are wasting time by struggling like this, do you still expect someone to come and rescue you? It is better to surrender and avoid suffering!" After that, he raised his hands in the air, displayed a mysterious palm style, and was about to take down Qiao Rui.

At this moment, someone shouted loudly.

"stop!"

Mr. Duan was about to capture Qiao Rui when he heard a loud shout. He stopped and looked. He saw a path separated by the crowd in the north and several people squeezed out. The leader was a man wearing a Zi clothing, a red silk waist, a black and red hat on his head, and holding a water and fire stick in his hand. It was the county police chief Chen who had arrived with several constables.

Captain Chen first shouted loudly, then inserted himself between the two gangs and asked Lu Batian's group, "Why are you fighting in the street in broad daylight?"

Mr. Duan was stunned, his expression was disgusted as if he had stepped on dog shit. He was afraid of Qiao Rui because he had Shaolin behind him. When had he ever been yelled at by such a petty official? Did he really think he had a good temper?

Seeing that there was another twist, Lu Batian laughed and said, "It's just a discussion, just a discussion. Are you Chen, the captain of the county government? I have an old relationship with Liu, the magistrate of the government. I hope you can give me some face. I'm sure the county magistrate won't mind."

The prosecutor of the government office was of the seventh rank, but Longxing City was the secondary capital, so he was of the sixth rank, in charge of the prisons of the prefecture, and had relatively great power.

When Chen Nian heard that he knew Liu Tuiguan, his brows frowned slightly. This was a bit tricky.

However, seeing Qiao Rui's bleak expression, he could not help but make up his mind, and slammed the fire and water stick in his hand heavily on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Where do you put the laws of the court by fighting to the death privately? Such lawlessness, not to mention the county lord, even the prefect will not let you do whatever you want!"

Lu Batian's smile froze, his face gradually turned cold, he didn't know why the little captain was so ruthless today, before he could get angry, Mr. Duan next to him finally couldn't hold back, sneered: "I think I'm some big shot, a little captain dares to be so arrogant, don't you think my fists are not good enough?"

His aura as a top-notch master suddenly exploded, sweeping across the entire venue. Everyone around him felt their breath hold. Chen Nian, who was facing him head-on, even took two steps back. Qiao Rui and others were in danger again!

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