Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Chapter 32 The Nine-Finger Beggar

This aerial strike was Gu Qianbei's strongest attack, unleashing her full power.

It contains the pure internal energy of the early stage of acquired cultivation and the exquisite techniques of the Golden Light Mantra, making it extremely powerful.

Although Gao Lu's counterattack against the Heavenly Palm was equally powerful, he quickly showed signs of defeat under such heavy blows.

"No!"

Gao Lu stared in shock, his eyes widening, the golden light reflecting in his pupils becoming even more dazzling.

boom!

The golden hand finally covered Gao Lu, raising a cloud of dust.

"sharp!"

Xiaomi was already dumbfounded, and now seeing Gao Lu suffer a serious injury, he was both surprised and delighted.

I never expected that tonight's experience would take such a dramatic turn.

As the smoke cleared, Gao Lu lay on the ground, seemingly unconscious.

"Manager Gu, is he dead?"

Xiaomi asked curiously, having unknowingly come to regard Gu Qianbei as the person in charge.

At this moment, the golden light on Gu Qianbei's body had dissipated, and he shook his head upon hearing this.

"He's still breathing; he should still be alive."

"Was he knocked unconscious? Manager Gu, your palm strike was truly domineering, probably only comparable to the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms of my Beggars' Sect."

Xiaomi exclaimed.

"Brother Mi, you flatter me. This golden palm is merely a product of my internal energy. It's straightforward and powerful but lacks any real technique. It's far inferior to your sect's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."

Gu Qianbei wasn't being modest; all palm techniques have their own unique characteristics.

His palm strike was merely a slap generated by the Golden Light Mantra; it couldn't be considered a palm technique.

Seeing Gu Qianbei praise the Beggars' Sect so highly, Xiao Mi felt very pleased.

"Regardless, I will remember Manager Gu's life-saving grace today. In the future, if you need anything in Qixia Town, just tell me, and I will definitely handle it perfectly for you."

Xiaomi bowed slightly, his face full of sincerity.

After all, he had just been saved, and his gratitude was at its strongest.

"That's great."

Gu Qianbei smiled slightly, but just then, Xiao Zhao suddenly shouted anxiously from the hut.

"Young master, be careful! That guy is still awake!"

At the same time as Xiao Zhao's voice rang out, Gao Lu's angry roar also rang out.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, Gao Lu got up at some point, and with his right palm full of power, he slammed it towards Gu Qianbei.

This palm strike gathered all of Gao Lu's remaining internal energy; it was his final counterattack!

He seized the opportunity while Gu Qianbei and Xiao Mi were talking and delivered the palm strike silently.

By the time Gu Qianbei saw it, the palm strike was already upon him!

Xiaomi's mouth dropped open in astonishment.

Gu Qianbei's expression was solemn, his eyes reflecting Gao Lu's ferocious and smug face.

If that palm strike really hits, one will be seriously injured even if not killed.

That would be troublesome.

But Gu Qianbei did not show fear; instead, she suddenly pulled back.

Phoenix Dance in Six Illusions!

The next moment, two afterimages appeared on Gu Qianbei's body, one on the left and one on the right, like a roc spreading its wings.

The three figures looked exactly alike, making it impossible to tell which was real and which was fake for a moment.

Gao Lu was stunned by what he saw. He never expected that Gu Qianbei could use such strange lightness skill under these circumstances.

But after only a brief moment of surprise, he still recklessly struck the very figure with his palm.

"Hit!"

When the palm struck Gu Qianbei's chest, Gao Lu revealed a look of wild joy.

But the next moment, the afterimage shattered, and Gao Lu's expression immediately turned to astonishment.

It wasn't the real thing?

How is that possible!

At the same time, the afterimages of Gu Qianbei on both sides flashed with fierce light, and countless golden lights quickly gathered in their palms.

In an instant, a golden feather blade appeared in his palm.

Phoenix Dance Six Illusory Killing Moves!

Feather blade!

Two feather blades transformed into golden streaks of light and flew out simultaneously from the afterimage's palm!

call out!

Two feather blades crossed and pierced Gao Lu's heart in an instant, then stuck into the ground, making a buzzing sound.

Gao Lu's pupils immediately dilated, and he collapsed helplessly into a pool of blood.

A moment of life and death!

This is the world of martial arts.

The moment you think you've won may be the moment death comes.

Gu Qianbei landed calmly, and another afterimage disappeared at the same time.

"Manager Gu, are you alright?"

Xiaomi snapped out of her daze and quickly went forward to ask.

"fine."

Gu Qianbei shook her head slightly, secretly relieved.

Fortunately, I had been on guard the whole time, and Xiao Zhao warned me, which allowed me to avoid it with ease.

Otherwise, one would still be affected to some extent by the force of his iron palm.

"That's good, that's good."

Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Zhao ran over at this moment, her face full of concern.

"Young master..."

Gu Qianbei looked at the worried Xiao Zhao and smiled as he patted her head.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

After saying that, Gu Qianbei looked into the depths of the mountains and forests.

It was pitch black there, and nothing could be seen, but Gu Qianbei seemed to have discovered something.

"Friend hiding in the shadows, you've been watching for so long, why don't you show yourself?"

"There are other experts?"

Xiaomi was alarmed and immediately adopted a defensive posture.

Xiao Zhao also looked over nervously.

"Haha, young friend, you are indeed very perceptive."

With a burst of hearty laughter, an old beggar darted out of the forest.

He was incredibly fast, arriving in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Everyone looked closely and saw that the old beggar was dressed in shabby clothes, with snow-white hair and a vermilion wine gourd hanging from his waist.

But what's most captivating is his right hand.

His right index finger was severed at the base, leaving him with only nine fingers.

In this way, his identity becomes obvious.

Hong Qigong, the Nine-Fingered Beggar!

One of the Five Greats, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, now a carefree wanderer in the martial arts world.

"Master Hong! It's you! Xiao Mi greets Master Hong!"

Upon seeing this, Xiaomi was overjoyed and immediately knelt down to pay her respects.

Although he was not very old, he had the good fortune to meet Hong Qigong when he was a child, so he recognized him.

Upon hearing the name Xiaomi, Hong Qigong seemed to realize something and then suddenly understood.

"Oh, it's you. Old Mi's grandson, I didn't realize you'd grown so big. I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Get up, why all this formality?"

Hong Qigong lifted Xiao Mi up with a flick of his wrist.

This move secretly amazed Gu Qianbei.

To pull someone up without touching them—that level of internal strength is something I can't even begin to match now.

"Thank you, Elder Hong! But what are you doing here?"

Xiaomi asked, puzzled.

"The old beggar was in the tree when he heard the noise and came over to check. Seeing that you were a member of the Beggars' Sect, he wanted to help you, but this kid beat him to it."

So the old beggar watched the excitement for a while.

"I didn't expect this kid's kung fu to be so good. He actually killed a mid-stage Acquired Realm martial artist with Iron Palm Kung Fu with only early-stage Acquired Realm cultivation, and even discovered the old beggar's whereabouts. He's not simple."

Hong Qigong smiled as he looked at Gu Qianbei, his eyes full of admiration.