Chapter 316 Are You a Stupid Person?
The golden pestle fell down with a bang, smashing the two large blue and white bricks in the hall into pieces, and the pestle sank into the mud, more than a foot deep.

This move was a great first move, and one could imagine how heavy the pestle was. Looking at him, a skinny monk, he could actually wield this pestle, so one could imagine his martial arts skills and physical strength.

Huang Rong was secretly anxious, but thinking that Lu Youjiao was the new leader of the Beggars' Sect, since he had already challenged her, she could not stop him. Otherwise, not only would Lu Youjiao's prestige be destroyed, but it would also show that her power was still above that of the leader of the Beggars' Sect. She could only let him fight for a while.

The tables and chairs that had not been moved away before were quickly moved away, leaving space for seven or eight tables in the hall. A dozen red candles as thick as arms were then added, illuminating the center of the hall like daylight.

At this time, Lu Youjiao and Dalba stood facing each other. Dalba asked, "Are you ready?"

Lu Youjiao raised the dog-beating stick and said, "Please!"

Dalba nodded, then raised the vajra and swept it across, hitting Lu Youjiao's waist.

The Vajra was extremely heavy, and as soon as he swung it, a golden light appeared, which showed how strong his physical strength was and how fast his technique was.

Lu Youjiao kept his feet still, but moved his waist back about an inch, and the vajra just passed in front of his waist.

Lu Youjiao raised his bamboo stick and used the entanglement technique to trip and lift Dalba, trying to trip him and make him fall.

This dog-beating stick technique is truly ingenious and extraordinary, and its effects are completely beyond the imagination of others.

But Dalba didn't wait for the momentum of the vajra to weaken. He exerted force with his wrist, and the horizontal swing of the vajra suddenly turned into a straight one, and it went straight towards Lu Youjiao's waist.

With such a heavy weapon and such a fierce move, he was able to make a sudden turn halfway through, which caught everyone by surprise.

Lu Youjiao was also greatly surprised. He had no way to avoid it at this point, so he rolled to the ground and narrowly avoided the attack.

Dalba didn't wait for him to get up, and chased after him with the pestle. Lu Youjiao could only roll on the ground twice.

Dalba shouted, "Where are you escaping to?" and then the golden pestle struck him.

Lu Youjiao rolled twice in extreme danger. When he saw the golden pestle hitting him, he wanted to roll again to avoid it. However, he felt something pressing against his back. It was the leg of a table. Lu Youjiao was shocked: This life is over!

The situation was extremely critical at this time. Seeing that Lu Youjiao was about to die, Guo Jing shouted, "Have mercy!" He quickly moved over to rescue him, but the distance between them was too far to reach him for the moment.

At this moment, a sword suddenly came from the side and gently touched the vajra. With a slight ding sound, the vajra tilted three inches to the side and stuck straight on the ground.

With a bang, the two large blue and white bricks in the hall were smashed to pieces. The pestle sank into the mud, more than two feet deep. The fragments of floor tiles flew across Lu Youjiao's face, leaving an immediate scar. Lu Youjiao was shocked.

Dalba drew out his vajra and looked anxiously at the person who drew the sword, but saw a handsome young Taoist priest putting away his sword at his side, looking at him and smiling.

Daerba asked, "Who are you and why are you interfering with my competition with Gang Leader Lu?"

The young Taoist priest was naturally Xin Zhen.

He was standing not far from Lu Youjiao. Seeing that Lu Youjiao was in danger, he drew his sword and saved him.

At this time, Elder Peng shouted, "Are the Quanzhen Sect going to break the rules?"

Xin Zhen looked at Elder Peng and asked, "What rules are you breaking?"

Elder Peng said, "Of course it is the rule of using martial arts to seize the position of leader of the martial arts world today." Xin Zhen shook his head and said, "Is there such a rule?"

Elder Peng was stunned and said, "Just now we proposed to nominate Master Jinlun as the leader of the martial arts world, and Madam Guo said that we should let the Master compete with the disciples of Master Hong..."

He suddenly couldn't continue speaking, because Huang Rong only asked each disciple to compete with each other, and did not say that the winner would become the leader of the martial arts world.

Xin Zhen laughed and said, "Besides, it's just a contest, why bother to decide life or death? This time, Boss Lu loses."

Elder Peng panicked a little and looked at Master Jinlun. Master Jinlun opened his eyes and looked at Xin Zhen, then said, "It doesn't matter. As long as we defeat everyone, we can become the leader of the martial arts world, right?"

Xin Zhen smiled and said, "What good things are you thinking about, King Jinlun? How many of you come here today will be buried here!"

Elder Peng said anxiously: "You Quanzhen Sect don't know the rules of the martial arts world at all. You actually want to rely on numbers to win. Isn't this disgusting?"

The heroes in the hall thought that although Elder Peng was shameless, what he said made sense. There were thousands of heroes from the Central Plains here, but there were only dozens of Golden Wheel State Masters. However, it was not a good idea to win by relying on numbers. Otherwise, if it got out, everyone would lose face.

Xin Zhen glanced at Elder Peng and sneered, "You, a good bird, also know the rules of the martial arts world. You are still a dog. Now that your moral sense has come, it's you. I'll take your life first!"

Xin Zhen dodged and rushed towards Elder Peng. Seeing that a young Taoist priest dared to be so presumptuous, Elder Peng also jumped out to meet Xin Zhen and slapped Xin Zhen on the head, trying to kill him.

However, Xin Zhen rushed past, and there was a flash of sword, and Elder Peng fell to the ground. Some people with sharp eyes saw clearly that when Xin Zhen flashed past, the sword hit Elder Peng's brow, and Elder Peng died on the spot.

As everyone in the hall was shocked, Dalba suddenly shouted, "Master, he is the kid who injured me and my junior brother a few years ago!"

Master Jinlun suddenly raised his head and looked at Xin Zhen, saying, "Are you the Yang Guo?"

Xin Zhen said with a sigh, "You even found out about me. You must have put in a lot of effort. But, do you know why Huo didn't come?"

Daerba asked anxiously, "Do you know where my fellow apprentice is?"

Xin Zhen nodded and said, "I beat him to death, along with the seven or eight people he brought with him. Not a single one was left alive. I beat them all to death.

You Mongols, why are you here in our Han land? I will kill anyone I see, and you are no exception today."

Master Jinlun said, "You don't follow the rules. I heard that people in the Central Plains martial arts world are very disciplined."

Xin Zhen shook his head and said, "You don't understand Chinese people. The Chinese military strategies such as the Thirty-Six Stratagems and the Art of War by Sun Tzu all mention the phrase 'all is fair in war'.

Now the Song and Mongolia countries are at war. They are fighting a war, and all is fair in war. You came to disrupt the martial arts conference today, and you also used the tactics of war. Now you want to deceive a gentleman with your own tactics.

You still want us to follow the rules. I want to ask you, are you an idiot? If you are not an idiot, then you must think we are idiots."

As soon as Yang Guo said this, the heroes in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment. Some of them were quick-witted and suddenly felt ashamed, thinking that they were several dozen years old but could not think as thoroughly as a young Taoist priest.

When Master Jinlun saw the strange expressions of the heroes in the hall, he suddenly became anxious.

(End of this chapter)