All the elders were silent. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
However, their wishes didn't matter to Xie Lige because the next day, all of them arrived at the same time. Not a single one of them was missing.
Xie Lige sat in the pavilion in front of the bamboo house and looked at them. The peach blossoms outside the pavilion were in full bloom. The petals were light pink, but they somehow looked more romantic.
"Come at me together. Let me see how well you've trained," Xie Lige said calmly.
Ren Ci took the lead and looked at the other elders. Behind him was a beautiful woman in white. That's right, he had brought his wife with him. Qiu Lingsu was also an interesting person. After hearing Xie Lige's order, she immediately retreated behind him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with smiles as she looked at her helpless husband.
Ren Ci looked at his wife sadly and got a comforting look. He resigned himself to his fate and looked at Xie Lige in front of him. Xie Lige had messy hair, shocking tattoos, and an ordinary-looking stick in his hand. His movements were flawless, making it impossible for others to sneak up on him.
He retracted his gaze and silently raised his vigilance.
The others were also old and experienced. They could tell that Ren Ci had seen through him. At the same time, they raised their guard.
Xie Lige saw what they were doing. What a joke, he had the System's View, after all.
If he couldn't see such obvious movements, he might as well go kill himself.
He stood up and picked up the wine pot on the table beside him. He jumped down and stood in front of the others.
"Let's begin."
The others looked at each other and spread out with their Qinggong. After a certain distance, they surrounded Xie Lige. Ren Ci began to attack first.
The tall and skinny elder was the first to close in. He was very fast. His right hand hit Xie Lige with a fierce palm wind. That palm technique was evolved from the declining stick technique of A Gang of Beggars. It didn't have the rapid changes of the Dog Beating Stick Technique. Instead, it was very masculine.
Xie Lige moved slightly and dodged the palm.
He felt the problem with the palm wind and couldn't help but frown. This palm wind …
After a while, he glanced at the wary faces of the others. He couldn't help but twitch and an impulse surged in his heart.
The elders in front of the pavilion could only see their Old Ancestor smiling benevolently, but his hands never stopped moving. His stick danced vigorously, creating wind, one after another, powerful airwaves were sent out.
The waves of air hit the ground and spread. Bamboo leaves rolled in the air and then flew towards the crowd.
"What's with this palm technique?"
Xie Lige hit the ground with a Dragon in the Field. Ren Ci rolled on the ground and avoided it............................
Ren Ci's heart was bitter. Ever since he became the Beggar Clan's Clan Leader, how long had it been since he was in such a difficult situation?
Even when he was being beaten, he had to try his best to dodge and not talk back. He was being lectured like a grandson.
Of course. Fortunately, he wasn't the only one who was unlucky.
A Gang of Beggars, who were usually high and mighty outside, looked very dignified and powerful in the eyes of outsiders. Now, they were being chased around by a young man who looked much younger than them.
The tall and skinny elder dodged Xie Lige's wave of air. When he heard Xie Lige's question, he panted and said, "This is A Gang of Beggars's ancestral mental cultivation technique."
"Ancestral mental cultivation technique?"
Xie Lige became even angrier. He flicked the stick upwards and the tall and skinny elder was lifted into the air. His figure flashed and in the next second, he appeared in front of the elder with his stick.
The tall and skinny elder didn't even have time to be shocked by the ancestor's speed before he was hit by the stick and fell to the ground.
"Who the hell told you that A Gang of Beggars uses palm techniques??
Where's the stick?
Where's your stick?
Don't you know that A Gang of Beggars uses a stick first? "
Xie Lige was angered to death by this group of idiots. He couldn't help but curse. Not only did he hit the tall and skinny elder with his stick, he looked around and saw that the other people around him were like hunters who saw their prey waiting to be slaughtered. Their expressions were gloomy.
Ren Ci's heart skipped a beat. All the hair on his body stood up and he prepared to escape.
Unfortunately, he was able to dodge.
In the next second, he crashed into the fence next to him. With a loud crash, the entire fence collapsed along with the person inside.
The other two people saw the situation and reflexively prepared to retreat. The ancestor seemed to have a bad temper. They should hide for a while. They already understood why the ancestor was so angry.
It was because they didn't use the martial arts of A Gang of Beggars.
Ren Ci was good at palm techniques. He was very masculine and his movements were big and bold. However, his Dog Beating Stick Technique was only at the first level.
The tall and skinny elder was even worse. If palm techniques were related to A Gang of Beggars, then sword techniques were really unloved. Because A Gang of Beggars didn't force the elders to know their martial arts, he hadn't learned it yet.
The other two people also used strange weapons. One was a whip and the other was a knife. Neither of them was a stick. Like the tall and skinny elder, they hadn't learned it yet.
Xie Lige looked at his health bar. Yes, it was full of red. This meant that he could still hold on for a while. In order to let this group of ignorant juniors have a deep understanding of their sect's martial arts, Xie Lige felt that he was very responsible.
He leaped forward and a large eagle flew out of his body. It flapped its wings in the air and swept the seven-foot-long Green Jade Stick at the waists of the two people who were still standing. "There are no more dogs in this world!"
The two elders ran in opposite directions. Unfortunately, this trick was useless against Xie Lige. The stick in his hand had completely turned into a shadow and formed a circle of green air around him, trapping the two elders who were rolling in the air waves.
He jumped into the air and smashed the stick down.
The two elders were smashed halfway into the ground, leaving only a few pieces of their clothes on the ground. A lot of the soil had fallen down because of the strong vibration. It was just enough to bury them.
Qiu Lingsu looked at the mess in front of the pavilion. She was shocked. She had heard of how strong the old ancestor of A gang of beggars was. At least, Ren Ci had told her about it more than a hundred times. She had thought that Ren Ci was exaggerating. Now, it seemed that Ren Ci was being humble.
Although the elders of A gang of beggars weren't the top few in Jianghu, they were still top experts. Judging from the fight just now, Ren Ci and the other three couldn't stand up anymore. The old ancestor's expression was very relaxed. There was a carefree look on his face.
This old ancestor was indeed unfathomable.
After venting his anger, Xie Lige looked at the scene around him. It looked like he had been robbed. He silently regretted it for a minute. He was too impulsive just now. After all, he was still young.
After sighing inexplicably, Xie Lige ran into the pavilion and sat down. He took a sip of wine and looked at the people in the courtyard. He smacked his lips and knew that they wouldn't be able to continue practicing today.
He couldn't help but regret it. If he had known, he wouldn't have hit them so hard.
Thinking about how crazy he had been, Xie Lige rubbed his nose. He was a little embarrassed.
He looked up at the sky and realized that it had been quite some time since the start of the class. It was almost evening. Faint white light could be seen in the distant mountains.
"It's getting late. You guys should go back early," Xie Lige said as he stretched.
Everyone nodded and walked out in a single file.
However, halfway through, Xie Lige suddenly said, "Let's continue tomorrow."
He was very cold and emotionless.
When the people who were helping each other out of the ground heard this, they immediately became like porcupines. However, they didn't dare to look back at Xie Lige.
After the large group of people left, it became quiet again.
It wasn't until night fell that Nangong Ling came out of the bushes. He patted the grass off his body. He couldn't help but feel happy when he thought about how he would be able to learn new martial arts.
Xie Lige had already noticed him. However, he was still sitting on the rocking chair in front of the wooden house. He was swaying back and forth while drinking wine. The clear wine flowed into his mouth from the spout of the pot.
"You're here?" Xie Lige wasn't surprised to see Nangong Ling. He nodded at him as usual.
Nangong Ling scratched the back of his head and smiled.
Xie Lige thought for a moment. He took out a teacup in front of him and poured a cup of wine from the pot. He pushed it forward and said, "Drink and see. By the way, how are your adoptive father and the others?"
Nangong Ling thought about how his adoptive father and the other elders were covered in wounds and looked very weak when they returned in the afternoon. However, they were revived a few hours later. When they heard that he was going to practice martial arts today, they repeatedly reminded him to be careful.
He nodded very honestly and said, "Very good."
Of course, they were very good. They ate a lot during dinner.
"Well, I was a little heavy-handed in the afternoon."
Xie Lige sighed silently. Although he was also anxious about the development of A gang of beggars, he wasn't an unreasonable person.
Nangong Ling took the wine cup and took a sip. It was the same wine that he had the honor of tasting in a restaurant last time. He immediately slowed down his drinking speed. Good things should be tasted carefully.
Xie Lige put down the wine pot and looked at Nangong Ling. He silently increased the intensity of the elders' training tomorrow afternoon. He said, "Give me your hand. Let me see."