545: Ma Dayuan and Bai Shijing's little schemes

Duan Yanqing gave a furious roar and struck once more.

"Hmph, regardless of your relationship with the Dali Duan Clan, since you're trying to kill me, I won't be polite either."

Xiao Feng looked at Duan Yanqing with a solemn expression. With his strength, Duan Yanqing was no match for him at all; the One Yang Finger was merely a bit troublesome to him.

However, in the face of absolute strength, these were simply not enough.

With the Nine Yang Divine Art, the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms in his possession, Xiao Feng didn't even care about those in the same Realm. Even if he encountered a Great Grandmaster, he had the confidence to fight.

What's more, the current Duan Yanqing was a Realm lower than him, being only at the Middle Stage of the Grandmaster Realm.

However, regarding the One Yang Finger, he had only heard of it and had never truly faced it.

He also wanted to see if it was truly as powerful as the rumors suggested.

He immediately used the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to fight Duan Yanqing. The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms were incomparably fierce, and the Nine Yang Divine Art was also an extremely Yang and hard Internal Skill Mind-Cultivation Technique.

Combined with the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, it was simply like a tiger with wings.

After dodging Duan Yanqing's attack, Xiao Feng turned around and delivered a palm strike.

The moment he struck, his own unique BGM seemed to play in the surroundings, and the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The palm force was fierce and overbearing, instantly rushing toward Duan Yanqing.

This palm strike instantly stunned all the Beggars Sect Disciples, each of them looking at Xiao Feng in horror.

As Beggars Sect Disciples, no one was more familiar with the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms than they were.

Wasn't it said that after Gang Leader Wang died, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms were lost? How could this kid know the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms?

Could it be that he was Gang Leader Wang's closed-door Disciple? Otherwise, how could he know the Beggars Sect's direct lineage martial art, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms?

Xiao Feng knew the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and had reached the Late Stage of the Grandmaster Realm, making him even stronger than Gang Leader Wang was back then. If such a Master became their Gang Leader, wouldn't it be even more legitimate?

It would be much better than that ugly freak, wouldn't it?

However, they were now in a state of hostility; what should be done?

This Duan Yanqing was the head of the Four Great Evils. Although the other three were already dead, the reputation of the Four Great Evils had been very prominent before.

They didn't dare to offend him; otherwise, no one would have a good time.

"Boom..."

As the palm struck out, the fierce palm force caused Duan Yanqing's expression to change. He spun three hundred and sixty degrees on the spot, narrowly dodging the strike.

The palm force hit the house behind him, and in an instant, the building collapsed.

"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? How could you know the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms?" Duan Yanqing looked at Xiao Feng with a gloomy face.

"What does that have to do with you?" Xiao Feng sneered, striking out with his palm force again.

"Arrogant! Do you really think that knowing the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms makes you a match for this old man? Die!" A surge of anger rose in Duan Yanqing's heart.

Since becoming one of the Four Great Evils, it had been a long time since anyone dared to disregard him like this. Today, he was actually looked down upon by a mere brat.

This was more than he could bear. Today, no matter what, he would make Xiao Feng pay the price.

However, while the wish was good, reality was cruel.

The more Duan Yanqing fought, the more alarmed he became. Xiao Feng's palm force was not only incomparably fierce, but even the palm wind carried a scorching heat. With every collision, it felt like being burned by a red-hot iron.

This made him feel very uncomfortable and even more frustrated.

Duan Yanqing's legs were already incapacitated, leaving him with only two hands. Facing Xiao Feng, who was a Realm higher than himself, he was no match at all, let alone in a head-on confrontation.

Xiao Feng's palm force was fierce and scorching, something he simply couldn't withstand.

After a few rounds, he was suppressed by Xiao Feng. Seizing an opportunity, Xiao Feng struck Duan Yanqing directly in the chest with a palm. Duan Yanqing spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, smashing through the house behind him.

"Pfft..."

Duan Zhengchun's face was pale as he looked at Xiao Feng in horror.

He hadn't expected that he would one day lose to a mere brat.

Had he known this would be the result, he wouldn't have agreed to the conditions of those Shaolin Temple bald donkeys to meddle in this mess. Now, he hadn't even received any benefits, and he was about to be crippled.

"What are you all still standing there for? Why aren't you making a move?" Duan Yanqing looked at the terrified Ma Dayuan and the others, his expression gloomy and hideous.

Ma Dayuan and Bai Shijing looked at each other, seeing the same thought in each other's eyes; neither of them moved.

"Heh, very well. If you don't act and today's events get out, the Beggars Sect's reputation will be ruined."

"Moreover, since this kid could kill that fellow who abducted women, do you think he'll be your Gang Leader? Don't forget what you just did to him."

"A bunch of brainless fools. Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about such unrealistic things." Duan Yanqing's words were filled with mockery and disdain.

At this, Ma Dayuan and Bai Shijing's expressions turned ugly.

They had indeed forgotten about this. Just moments ago, they were calling Xiao Feng a murderer. Now that they saw his strength and wanted him to be their Gang Leader, it was basically impossible.

However, it was only "impossible." As long as there was a chance, they still had to try. Even if Xiao Feng was unwilling to be the Gang Leader, they had to make him hand over the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

This was the direct lineage martial art of their Beggars Sect and absolutely could not be learned by an outsider.

Even if an outsider learned it, the Beggars Sect had to keep a copy.

"Xiao Feng, as long as you are willing to be our Gang Leader, we will help you kill this great evil." Bai Shijing stared intently at Xiao Feng.

Hearing Bai Shijing's words, Duan Yanqing's expression changed instantly, though it soon turned into one of disdain.

"Heh, it truly is an eye-opener. I didn't expect this to be the so-called Righteous Path of prominent sects."

"I admit defeat today. Kid, if you want to strike, then strike. If I utter a single word of plea, my name isn't Duan." Duan Yanqing closed his eyes in despair.

Seeing Duan Yanqing's appearance, Xiao Feng thought of the One Yang Finger he had used.

With the surname Duan and knowledge of the One Yang Finger, he was likely from the same family as his Master. It would be best to confirm with his Master.

"What exactly is your relationship with the Dali Duan Clan?" Xiao Feng looked at Duan Yanqing solemnly.

Duan Yanqing opened his eyes and stared at Xiao Feng, feeling somewhat conflicted for a moment about whether or not to reveal his identity.

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

"There's no need to ask. Duan Yanqing is indeed a member of the Dali Duan Clan. Speaking of which, he is even this Prince's cousin."

"Unfortunately, fate toyed with him, causing him to miss out on the throne. The throne fell to my Imperial Brother, and he came to hate us brothers because of it.

"He completely turned to the dark side and became the 'Abounding in Evil' Duan Yanqing of the Jianghu. Or rather, he should be addressed as Crown Prince Yanqing."

As the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the field. It was none other than Duan Zhengchun.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's sudden appearance, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Only Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he excitedly approached Duan Zhengchun and knelt on one knee.

"Master, you've come."

Duan Zhengchun raised his hand and patted Xiao Feng's shoulder, a force lifting him up.

"Not bad. Fortunately, you didn't kill him; otherwise, you would have been the one to fall into the trap."