Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

The other two Beggars' Sect disciples also came over at this time. Seeing this, they knew what the horse-faced man was thinking. The man with the monkey-head and dog-face laughed and said, "But I clearly heard a female voice just now. You ridiculed our Beggars' Sect elders, why don't you apologize quickly... Well, apologize to our Big Brother Ma!"

The horse-faced man nodded slightly. Little Wang had quite a keen eye, but Old Zhu was far worse. Why was he staring at the man stupidly?

He straightened his half-new clothes, smiled what he thought was a very kind smile, and said, "No need to apologize. I, Mapijin, am a Beggars' Sect expert after all. How can I be on the same level with a little girl? But the girl looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time in Daye City? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Tian Jing frowned slightly, not wanting to talk to this person. Seeing this, Qiao Rui stood up, clasped his fists and said, "My husband and I have just arrived at your precious place. We have no intention of disturbing you. We will take our leave now!"

"It's none of your business!" Xiao Wang, who had a monkey head and a dog face, pulled Lao Zhu, who was still in a daze, and the two of them stopped Qiao Rui.

The horse-faced man Ma Pi Jin glanced at Qiao Rui with contempt. He had long noticed that Qiao Rui was short of breath and pale in the face. He was a sickly man who knew nothing about martial arts. How could such a man be worthy of possessing such a peerless beauty? Would he have the energy to bother with her?

"What are you doing!" Tian Jing was worried that Qiao Rui would get hurt, so she stood up and shouted, walking around to Qiao Rui from the other side of the table. She supported Qiao Rui with one hand and pointed her sword at the three people with the other hand.

"What are you doing? Wang Wangwang, Zhu Xiasui, step back and don't scare her. Can't you see her husband is a tuberculosis patient? What will the young lady do if she is scared to death?" Ma Pi Jin pretended to scold.

The monkey-headed and dog-faced man named Wang Wangwang also realized that Qiao Rui did not know martial arts, so he became much bolder and laughed, "He was scared to death, what does it have to do with me? As for the young lady..."

He turned his gaze towards Tian Jing, greedily looking at her pretty face which had turned red due to anger but looked even brighter and more charming, and said with a lewd smile: "Don't we still have you, Brother Ma? You can take care of this delicate little widow when the time comes!"

The other drinkers upstairs shook their heads and sighed when they saw this. That couple was probably going to suffer a loss. The Beggars' Gang was getting worse and worse. It was one of the four great sects in the world, but the disciples in the gang were so despicable, bullying men and women in broad daylight and acting tyrannically. It was truly lawless!

Qiao Rui was angry, knowing that there was no way to resolve the situation peacefully, so he secretly pinched Tian Jing's arm and took a step back. Tian Jing understood and suddenly drew out his sword. With a flick of his wrist, the Sword of Light Autumn Water shone like a spirit snake, pointing towards the faces of Wang Wangwang and Zhu Xiasui.

The two men were shocked. They didn't expect Tian Jing to be so bold that she dared to draw her sword in the face of three men. This sudden attack caught them off guard. Seeing Tian Jing's sword coming towards them, they were in a panic and subconsciously raised their hands to block, but they forgot that the dog-beating stick was not at hand.

The sword flashed like lightning, and only two screams of "Ah! Ah!" were heard. Wang, Wang, and Zhu Xia fell to the ground one after another, holding their right wrists and crying out in pain.

It turned out that Tian Jing had cut his wrist, and it seemed that he would not be able to use weapons or fight in the near future.

Tian Jing panted slightly and pointed his sword at Ma Pi Jin.

Ma Pi Jin was very alert. He was standing behind Wang Wangwang and Zhu Xiasui. When he saw Tian Jing suddenly draw his sword, he knew something was wrong. He jumped to his own table and took the dog-beating stick. Then he turned to Tian Jing and shouted coldly, "If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a penalty drink!"

Tian Jing's face darkened slightly, and he did not answer. He just raised his eyebrows, drew his sword and charged forward. Since they had a falling out, they had to end the fight quickly to avoid any complications.

The Yue Girl Sword that Tian Jing learned was not the real "Yue Girl Sword". In fact, the "Yue Girl Sword" has not been passed down. What has been passed down is only the sword technique that the soldiers understood when they watched Ah Qing practice sword technique.

There were many soldiers who watched the show back then, and their understandings were different, so there are many versions, including low-level, mid-level, and advanced ones. The better the version, the more of the original sword technique it retains, and the less it has been filled in by later generations.

The "Sword of Yue Girl" of Han Xiaoying, one of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, was mostly filled in by others, and very little of its original true meaning was retained. What Tian Jing learned was advanced swordsmanship. The seemingly ordinary sword moves were always wrapped in murderous intent, making it impossible to defend against. All you could see was a sword light flying like a meteor, with murderous intent in the cold light.

The more the fight went on, the more frightened Mapijin became. This delicate and weak woman was surprisingly so difficult to deal with. Judging from the force of the occasional clashes of their weapons, her internal strength was only comparable to his own, or perhaps slightly inferior, probably only at the top third rate or below second rate.

However, the opponent's swordsmanship was extraordinary, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes real, sometimes virtual. It was clearly only a slightly exquisite sword move just now, but the subsequent combos included one or two extremely powerful moves, like a fairy from the sky, unpredictable.

He no longer dared to underestimate Tian Jing, and he responded with great caution, using his Eighteen-Move Snake Driving Stick Technique repeatedly. The stick came out like a dragon, and its shadows flew.

Qiao Rui watched from the side and nodded secretly. Although the horse-faced man's skills were not as good as the former hall master Liu Dabiao, he had practiced the stick technique well. He chopped, poked, picked, and blocked, and his attacks were fierce and his defense was tight when he advanced and retreated. He lived up to the name of the Beggar Gang master that he had boasted about at the beginning.

Tian Jing was anxious as the battle dragged on, fearing that more trouble would arise. She gritted her teeth and moved faster. The Sword of Light and Autumn Water turned into cold stars, and a sword flower covered Ma Pijin's eyes.

Seeing Tian Jing's sword coming at him fiercely, Mapi Jin's heart tightened, and he slightly turned his body. He raised the bamboo stick in his hand diagonally and thrust it upwards, blocking the sword among the heavy sword shadows. He secretly used his strength and performed the "lift" technique in the Snake Driving Stick Technique to deflect the incoming sword. At the same time, the stick followed the sword, and the bamboo stick followed the sword body and slashed towards the hilt, and he was about to counterattack and hit Tian Jing's wrist.

Tian Jing did not dare to delay. He swung the long sword in his hand violently, swinging the bamboo stick away. At the same time, he exerted force on his feet, thrust his body forward, and swung the Sword of Light and Autumn Water towards Ma Pi Jin's left chest.

This sword was simple and direct, but it came with such force that if it hit, the person would die instantly. Ma Pi Jin turned his wrist quickly, and used the bamboo stick to come to the rescue, suddenly chopping the body of the Fenguang Qiushui sword. With a "clang", Tian Jing's sword was actually knocked out of his hand.

Ma Pi Jin was slightly startled, but before he could be happy, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, followed by a huge pain. He looked down and saw that Tian Jing's sword had somehow pierced through his chest from the back, revealing the tip of the sword in front, pale and cold.

"You..." Mapikin fell to the ground and died before he could finish his words.

Tian Jing took two steps back, staggered and almost fell. Her chest heaved violently. It was obvious that this move was a huge burden for her.

Qiao Rui came over to support Tian Jing and whispered, "Let's leave quickly before the Beggars' Sect reacts!"

When they put away their swords and went downstairs, the waiter finally reacted and shouted, "Murder! Help!"

Wang Wangwang, who was still sitting on the ground, endured the pain and yelled at the guy, "What are you yelling about? Hurry up and inform the Beggars' Sect!" Turning around, he saw Zhu Xiasui still staring at the man's back in a daze, so he kicked him angrily and yelled, "Idiot, why are you always looking at that man?"

Zhu Xia then retracted his gaze, covered his wrist and muttered, "That person seems to be Qiao Rui."

"Who is it?" Wang Wangwang didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"It's Qiao Rui, the one who broke our 'Lotus Falling Formation' at the north city gate and killed Hall Master Liu. I recognize him." Zhu Xia said.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Wang Wangwang's eyes were wide open and his face looked ferocious.

"Not yet in time..." Zhu Xia shrank his neck and said in a low voice.

"Idiot!" Wang Wangwang yelled, struggling to stand up and cursing, "Hurry up and follow me to report to the hall master... No, this matter must be reported directly to the altar master."

The two of them hurriedly chased downstairs, but there was no trace of Qiao Rui and Tian Jing. They snorted coldly and staggered towards the branch altar in the city.