Ask Wudang Chapter 122

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While the two were talking, the roe deer was thoroughly roasted, emitting a rich, exotic aroma.

Immediately, neither of them was polite. Each tore off a leg and began to devour it heartily.

After gnawing on a leg, they each took a swig of wine, feeling incredibly content.

Hong Qigong let out a hearty burp and then asked, “By the way, Brother Ye, where are you going next?”

Ye Qingfeng pondered for a moment and said, “I’m going to Chongyang Palace to handle something.”

Hong Qigong was startled by this and asked, “Are you going to cause trouble?”

Ye Qingfeng said, “You could say it’s causing trouble.”

Hong Qigong said, “Let alone that Wang Chongyang has passed away many years ago, even if he were still alive, he probably couldn’t stop you, Brother. But I wonder how those Taoists of Quanzhen Sect offended you, making you personally come to question them.” He paused slightly and added, “To be honest, this old beggar has some acquaintance with Wang Chongyang, and his few disciples are also righteous people, well-known in the martial arts world. If they truly offended you, this old beggar is willing to act as a mediator to resolve the conflict.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “This matter has nothing to do with the Quanzhen Seven Immortals. It’s their disciples whose behavior is improper, and I can’t stand it.”

Upon hearing this, Hong Qigong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn’t about troubling the Quanzhen Seven Immortals, teaching a lesson to the younger disciples of Quanzhen Sect was harmless. After all, Quanzhen Sect was the largest sect in the world at that time, and with a large forest, there were bound to be some bad birds. Afterward, he also thought that his Beggar Gang was also the largest gang in the world, with members from all walks of life, covering all corners of the land. Most of them were also a mixed bag, and if Ye Qingfeng were to encounter something unsavory in the future, even if Ye Qingfeng gave him face and didn’t pursue it, his own reputation would not look good.

Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind to thoroughly cleanse the Beggar Gang next.

And the Quanzhen disciple with improper behavior that Ye Qingfeng mentioned was none other than Yin Ziping.

Looking at the entire Jin Yong’s wuxia novels, if one were to say who was the most hated, it would undoubtedly be Yin Ziping. Since he had come to this world, whether out of making up for the regrets in his heart or out of upholding martial arts justice, rectifying Yin Ziping was a must.

Although Yin Ziping might not have committed any wrongdoing yet, to prevent him from doing so in the future, he must be rectified.

Next, the two continued to chat freely over wine and meat, talking about martial arts.

Although Ye Qingfeng came from a later generation, his martial arts foundation and attainments were far superior to Hong Qigong’s, and his vision and experience also far exceeded Hong Qigong’s. Therefore, after a thorough discussion, Hong Qigong benefited immensely.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng also gained quite a bit, as Hong Qigong’s martial arts experience was very profound.

As they talked excitedly, Hong Qigong couldn’t help but stand up and say, “Brother Ye, this conversation has greatly benefited this old beggar. My interest has been piqued. Although I know I’m not your opponent, I still want to have a match with you.”

Ye Qingfeng also stood up and said, “Alright, I’ve heard that the Beggar Gang’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are unmatched in the world, and I also want to witness them. How about this, to avoid hurting our harmony, let’s exchange three palms, and we’ll judge the victor by our palm strength.”

Hong Qigong said, “Brother Ye is indeed a straightforward person.”

Subsequently, the two stood facing each other, each secretly circulating their internal energy and gathering their momentum.

“Brother Ye, my first palm is coming.”

After a moment of standoff, Hong Qigong dared not be arrogant and launched the first attack. He took a step forward, drew a semicircle with his left hand, and then unleashed a palm strike with his right hand. The palm strike was accompanied by a dragon’s roar, charging towards Ye Qingfeng with an indomitable momentum.

This palm strike was precisely one of the moves from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, “See the Dragon in the Field.”

Facing this palm strike, Ye Qingfeng immediately gathered his energy and, without any fancy moves, simply pushed out a palm.

“Pop!”

As the two palms met, their forces clashed, and a ring of qi rapidly spread out, causing the bonfire to flicker incessantly.

Hong Qigong’s body swayed slightly, and he drew another semicircle with his left hand, suddenly striking out with a palm, which was the move “Dragon Fighting in the Wild.”

Dragon fighting in the wild, its blood is dark and yellow.

The sound of a dragon’s roar reappeared, the palm force was indomitable, the palm momentum was irresistible, and its power was extremely astonishing.

Ye Qingfeng remained motionless, drawing a circle with his right hand, meeting the attack with his self-created Bagua Roaming Dragon Palm.

As the two palms met, another muffled sound was heard. Under the clash of forces, the ground trembled slightly, stirring up countless fallen leaves.

The next instant, Hong Qigong’s body swayed again, and he suddenly retreated more than three zhang.

Ye Qingfeng, however, remained as solid as a mountain.

Clearly, Hong Qigong lost both of these palm exchanges.

Although the palm technique used by Ye Qingfeng was not as unparalleled as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in terms of energy circulation, he excelled in his profound foundation, directly using sheer power to overcome skill. Even the most ordinary palm technique could be transformed into something miraculous.

Standing firm, Hong Qigong not only showed no discouragement but instead his fighting spirit greatly increased, shouting, “Brother Ye, your cultivation is truly as deep as the ocean, this old beggar is convinced. I also have a move called ‘Regretful Dragon’s Repentance’ here, please enlighten me.”

As his voice fell, he stepped on the Qian position with his left foot and the Kun position with his right foot, drew a semicircle with each hand, and then pushed out with both palms.

“Roar—”

Regretful Dragon’s Repentance, fullness cannot last long.

In an instant, a dragon-shaped qi current struck from the air, and wherever the qi current went, it stirred up waves of air.

“Good palm technique!”

Ye Qingfeng praised, then opened his palms and stepped into the central position. The next moment, an invisible qi field rapidly spread out from under his feet, pushing the withered leaves and dust on the ground, forming a Tai Chi Bagua pattern about two zhang in diameter. Immediately after, he struck with both hands, unleashing two qi currents, one black and one white, which surged out and met the incoming dragon-shaped qi current.

“Boom!”

The two forces collided in mid-air, erupting in an earth-shattering roar. The qi ring generated by the collision rapidly spread out, creating a hurricane in the field that sent sand and stones flying and dust swirling.

Under the cleansing of the palm force’s aftermath, Hong Qigong retreated three steps, while Ye Qingfeng remained unshaken.

Hong Qigong’s “Regretful Dragon’s Repentance” had reached the realm of returning to simplicity. This move emphasized the character “regret” rather than “arrogance,” meaning that if ten parts of force were unleashed, twenty parts of force remained within the body, naturally making one invincible. Therefore, although Hong Qigong was pushed back by the palm force’s aftermath, he did not suffer any harm.

Standing firm again, Hong Qigong said, “Brother Ye, this old beggar is completely convinced, heart and soul. In my opinion, the next Huashan Summit will have nothing to do with us old guys, and Brother Ye, you are definitely the undisputed number one in the world.”

Ye Qingfeng shook his head and said, “The so-called number one in the world is just an empty title, not what I desire.”

Hong Qigong praised, “Tsk tsk, Brother Ye’s martial arts are not only high, but his state of mind is also high. I, this old beggar, consider fame and fortune as dirt, but I never expected that you, Brother Ye, have no regard for fame and fortune at all. Your realm is much higher than mine.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “Brother Qi, let’s not flatter each other. Come, drink.”

Hong Qigong then said, “Right, right, right, come, let’s drink again.”

The two drank until very late, only stopping when Hong Qigong’s gourd of wine was empty.

The next day, when Hong Qigong woke up, Ye Qingfeng had already left. As for when he left, Hong Qigong had no idea at all. Recalling everything from last night, Hong Qigong felt as if he had been dreaming, which made him sigh repeatedly.

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