Chapter 298 Talents emerge in large numbers
At this time, Huodu, who was fighting with a disciple of the Beggar Gang, also saw Xiaolongnu and was immediately attracted to her. So he stopped teasing the disciple and directly slapped him away with a fan.

Although the eighth generation disciple's martial arts skills were not weak, they were still far behind Huo Du.

Huo Du slapped the Beggar Clan disciple away, then stared at Xiao Long Nu and asked, "Miss, what is your name?"

Huodu stared at Xiaolongnu closely, and everyone could see his greed. This made Changchun's disciples unhappy.

Although they didn't know who Xiao Longnu was, it was obvious that this girl was with their junior brother. Their junior brother held a very high status in their eyes, so how could they allow anyone to covet his female companion.

Xu Qinglin shouted, "Huo Du, stop being rude!"

Huo Du chuckled and said, "Quanzhen's little calf noses, what? You guys also want to fight me? Back then, you so-called Quanzhen Seven Sons were no match for me. How dare you, a few little calf noses, challenge me?"

Xu Qinglin drew out his sword with a clang, pointed it at Huo Du and said, "Bullshit, who was the one who got beaten so badly that he had to flee in disgrace back then?"

Huo Du sneered, "What relationship do Hero Guo and that young man have with your Quanzhen Sect? Do you think you can be so shameless by relying on outsiders to tell others about it?"

Huodu did not know Guo Jing at that time, but he naturally found out who he was later, and was indignant for a long time.

Xu Qinglin chuckled and said, "Who said it has nothing to do with our Quanzhen Sect? Hero Guo is a lay disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and Junior Brother Yang Guo is a disciple of the Changchun lineage. Of course, it was our Junior Brother Yang who beat you to a pulp!"

Huo Du's face turned cold. What happened back then was a great humiliation for him. Now Xu Qinglin brought it up again and again, making him extremely angry.

Huo Du pointed his finger at Xu Qinglin and the other seven and said, "You seven little ox noses, come up together."

Xu Qinglin snorted and said, "Why would we need seven of us to fight you? I alone am enough!"

As he spoke, Xu Qinglin jumped into the field, holding the sword formula in his left hand, stepped forward with his left foot, and used a move called "Dingyang Needle" to stab upward diagonally, which was the authentic Quanzhen sword technique.

This move is perfect in spirit and energy; the strength, skill, form and power are all just right. It may seem ordinary, but to practice it to such perfection without any flaw, a person with less talent may not be able to do it even after a lifetime of hard work.

Huo Du had been to Quanzhen in the past, had fought with Hao Datong, and had seen Quanzhen swordsmanship, so he naturally knew the beauty of it. Seeing Xu Qinglin use this "Dingyang Needle" so dignified and heavy, he was also shocked, thinking that this little bull nose should not be underestimated.

When Huo Du saw him make this move, he knew that he was a strong enemy, so he took a step sideways and swung his iron fan behind him.

Xu Qinglin saw figures flashing, and Iron Fan pointed at generals from the left, right, and all directions. He had little experience in combat, and this was his first time encountering a strong enemy, so he braced himself and tried his best to deal with it.

In an instant, the two of them exchanged more than forty moves. Huo Du was getting closer and closer. Xu Qinglin narrowed the sword circle and concentrated on parrying. Seeing that he was already defeated, Huo Du wanted to succeed immediately, but failed.

Huo Du secretly praised: "This boy is indeed a very refined Quanzhen martial artist. Although he is not as good as Qiu Wang and Liu Zhuzi, he is not inferior to Hao Datong. The Quanzhen sect is really full of talents."

After several moves, Huo Du showed a flaw. Xu Qinglin didn't know it was a trick and thrust forward with his sword. Huo Du suddenly kicked out with his left foot and hit his wrist. Xu Qinglin felt a pain in his hand and his sword slipped out of his hand. However, he remained calm despite the defeat. He chopped with his left hand and used his right hand to grab the iron fan. Huo Du smiled and praised, "What a great skill!" After only a few moves, he realized that Xu Qinglin's grabbing method contained a soft power that was not possessed by Liu Chuxuan, Sun Buer and others, and was secretly surprised.

Shi Qinggong and Lu Qingliang saw that Xu Qinglin's sword had been knocked away, and fearing that he would suffer a loss, they quickly jumped into the field to help.

Huo Du laughed and said, "Do you Quanzhen sect want to rely on numbers to win?"

If it were an ordinary martial artist, he would probably be directly suppressed by Huo Du's words, but Shi Qinggong and others were trained by Xin Zhen. They usually fought against the enemies in groups, so naturally they would not have the idea of ​​one-on-one combat.

Shi Qinggong snorted, "You, Huodu, are still bullying children. What did we say to you?"

Shi Qinggong and others were only in their teens or twenties, and compared to Huo Du who was in his thirties, they were indeed children.

Huo Du snorted, and his moves became more and more fierce. He had been holding a grudge against the Quanzhen Sect for a long time, and today he was going to embarrass them.

However, facing the three young Quanzhen Taoist priests, he suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

Shi Qinggong was the oldest among the three, though only one or two years older. However, he had a dignified look, and was resolute and serious, completely different from Lu Qingliang's agility and bravery.

The two men held swords to block the enemy. Shi Qinggong blocked the enemy's vicious moves head-on, while Lu Qingliang leaped forward and backward to disrupt the opponent's mind, while Xu Qinglin fought with palm techniques at close range.

The people present were a little surprised to see the three young Quanzhen Taoist priests surrounding Huo Du and fighting him. They were not at a disadvantage and were even suppressing Huo Du.

The people traveling with Huodu naturally knew Huodu's strength. Huodu was the second most powerful fighter under King Jinlun. He had been wandering the martial arts world for many years and rarely encountered an opponent. He did not expect that today he would be forced into a dilemma by the three little Taoist priests. Naturally, he was surprised by the strength of these little Quanzhen Taoist priests.

The Beggars' Sect were even more surprised. Huo Du had just easily defeated their eight-bag disciple, but facing the young Quanzhen Taoist priest, he was helpless for a while.

Now, just three young Taoist priests joined forces to suppress Huo Du. They were secretly amazed in their hearts that Quanzhen Sect was indeed the largest sect in the world and it was indeed full of talented people.

But just as they were surprised, Huodu suddenly whistled softly, and the iron fan made a rumbling sound as it circled. This was the infusion of his strong internal force. Before, they had only fought with exquisite moves, but now that the moves were no match for his opponent, Huodu naturally had to win with his internal force.

Everyone sighed inwardly, although the skills of these young Quanzhen Taoist priests were very exquisite, inner strength was something that needed time to accumulate. Huo Du was already thirty-five or thirty-six years old, while the three young Taoist priests were only around twenty years old. With more than ten years of skills missing, how could they possibly be able to withstand them?
But what surprised them was yet to come. Although Shi Qinggong and the other two's internal strength was obviously not as good as Huodu's, they couldn't help showing expressions of effort every time their iron fan came into contact with Huodu's, but they still managed to resist.

Not only that, they even kept attacking and interrupted Huodu's rhythm, making it difficult for Huodu to find a good opportunity even if he wanted to win by force.

The more Huo Du fought, the more shocked he became, and the more annoyed he became.

Today, in front of so many people, facing three young Taoist priests, he was suppressed like this. How could these people obey him in the future?
Moreover, if this gets out, my reputation in the martial arts world will be ruined!
(End of this chapter)