Now, the third elder was more or less lax about martial ethics. All the disciples of the third elder stood in front of Wu Sangui, holding long sticks, waiting for the third elder to give the order to attack in groups.
Just as Gu Xiaotian took an inch forward, he saw Wu Sangui smiling at him and shaking his head.
That smile was telling Gu Xiaotian that he could handle it.
Wu Sangui said silently: "Third Elder, you seem to look down on me very much."
The third elder replied without thinking: "That's natural, why do you want to take over the position of leader of the Beggar Clan?"
Wu Sangui suddenly had a firm look in his eyes, "What if I insist on being the leader of this Beggar Clan?"
The third elder smiled and said, "Then you have to ask my disciples first if they agree!"
Then, the third elder waved his hand, "Show no mercy!"
The disciples rushed forward after receiving the order.
Wu Sangui didn't even take a step back. He punched left and right, and knocked away the disciples who were attacking him from the left and right.
Afterwards, Wu Sangui stretched out his hand toward Gu Xiaotian and said, "I'll lend you the stick!"
Gu Xiaotian is also happy that Wu Sangui is finally planning to take this step.
At that moment, what Wu Sangui felt was that his boxing skills were already perfect!
Although he failed to kill anyone, his courage and momentum alone were already at the top of his game!
Gu Xiaotian threw the jade bamboo stick in his hand to Wu Sangui. After Wu Sangui took the jade bamboo stick, he suddenly felt wonderful and moved the stick horizontally, flying in the air.
No matter where the disciples came from to attack, they could not get close to Wu Sangui. At first, some disciples wanted to rush forward and try, but they were all beaten back by Wu Sangui with a stick.
Over time, the offensive of these disciples gradually weakened.
Wu Sangui drew a circle with his stick under his feet and said with a smile: "I am standing in this circle. If any of you can knock me out of the circle, I will still abide by the bet and leave Jinghu."
Each of these disciples had some spirit of spirit, and Wu Sangui's words were extremely ironic and provocative in their ears.
At this time, everyone burst out their true energy and rushed towards Wu Sangui without any care.
Wu Sangui's footsteps did not move, but the jade bamboo stick in his hand was playing vividly, hitting the chests of others, and some people immediately flew out, clutching their chests and looking in agony.
Gu Xiaotian wondered: "Don't he know how to use sticks?"
Qu Xiaohan smiled and said, "That's his boxing technique."
"Fist technique?"
"In terms of martial arts, I can master them all. A stick can be used for swordsmanship and spear skills, but why can't it be used for boxing?"
Gu Xiaotian got the reminder and took a closer look. He found that Wu Sangui's moves looked familiar and indeed looked like boxing routines.
All the disciples under the third elder's sect have been defeated, and a few unlucky ones were even more miserable. After receiving such a stick, they fainted.
Now there are only the last two disciples left in the field.
These two disciples are the two most powerful among the three elders.
But at this time, there was only disbelief on the two people's faces.
Why have they never seen these stick techniques?
Moreover, Wu Sangui had just picked up the Jade Bamboo Stick, so why could he use the stick technique even more powerfully than those of them who had been practicing for so many years?
When the seeds of fear are planted in their hearts, they have no chance of winning.
Wu Sangui held a bamboo stick in his hand, raised the long stick in his hand in the circle he had circled, pointed at the two people standing and said, "Do you want to continue?"
The third elder was furious at this time. He had carefully selected his disciples, but even the siege of so many people could not push Wu Sangui back even one step.
Is it their strength itself, or has Wu Sangui risen to another level?
The last two disciples put down their long sticks, looked at each other, and sighed.
If you continue to go up, you will also get beaten.
What to win?
When the third elder saw that his apprentice was about to give up, he couldn't allow this to happen. He rushed forward with a long stick, "Here, I'll help you!"
Now he is crazy.
Even if you, Wu Sangui, are strong, can you be stronger than me?
As long as Wu Sangui can be defeated and allowed to leave Jinghu, who will tell what happened today?
Qu Xiaohan asked: "Do you need help?"
Wu Sangui held the jade bamboo stick and shook his head.
The third elder had already rushed forward with a stick. His stick skills were different from those of his disciples, and were already superior.
But Wu Sangui did not retreat even a step, and responded one after another. After a few rounds, the third elder's momentum gradually weakened.
Although there was a lot of reluctance in his heart, he had to admit that Wu Sangui, who picked up the jade bamboo stick, was like a god of war at this time.
Perhaps Wu Sangui has found his own martial arts path.
Qu Xiaohan understood that even if he continued to fight, the result would still be the same. He stepped forward gently, reached out a hand, and grasped the third elder's long stick.
Qu Xiaohan shook his head at the third elder and said, "Everyone is understanding, and the outcome is already obvious."
The third elder was deeply disappointed at this time. He originally wanted to earn some last respect, but now that Qu Xiaohan took action, he had no choice but to borrow Poxiadonkey and stopped what he was doing.
Putting down the long stick in his hand, the third elder was speechless for a moment.
Wu Sangui walked out of the circle he had drawn and said: "According to the agreement, you must be willing to help him. As for the position of the leader of the Beggar Clan, if you are not convinced, you can come to me anytime, anywhere. The bet is always valid."
The third elder asked: "Jinghu has never said that it wants to belong to anyone for so long. Doing so would break the rules!"
Wu Sangui suddenly turned around, his eyes were determined, and he said with great momentum: "Then let's set a precedent!"
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After leaving the vegetable field, Gu Xiaotian gave Wu Sangui a thumbs up for his performance.
Wu Sangui laughed twice, said nothing, and walked for a while holding the jade bamboo stick. Then he realized what he was doing and hurriedly handed the jade bamboo stick to Gu Xiaotian and said, "They said they were just borrowing the stick, so why did I just take it all the way?" "
Gu Xiaotian pushed the jade bamboo stick back and said with a smile: "Since you have already chosen to pick it up, then keep holding it. When one day you get tired and don't want to do it anymore, just throw the stick away. It's up to you. "
Looking at the jade bamboo stick in his hand, Wu Sangui just asked: "I picked it up, can you still put it down?"
For Wu Sangui, picking up this jade bamboo stick was equivalent to taking responsibility completely on his shoulders.
Some things, once picked up, can still be put down.
Some things, once you pick them up, you can't put them down.
Gu Xiaotian patted Wu Sangui on the shoulder and said: "After you pick it up, don't think about putting it down. You should think about how long to hold it and how to hold it. Always think about putting it down one day and set boundaries for yourself. Then How tiring it is to live."
The three elders, on one side, achieved their goal in a way of convincing.
Although the third elder was dissatisfied, after all, the bet was placed in front of him, and warriors generally believed in it, and these things would not be broken.
The disciples of the third elder were also beaten and convinced. They usually relied on their high level and had a sense of superiority. Now Wu Sangui had beaten them all awake with one stick after another. I am afraid that they will practice even harder in the future, waiting to challenge Wu Sangui again one day.
Gu Xiaotian looked at the list in his hand. Among the dirty clothes sect, only the great elder was left.
The Great Elder is relatively mysterious. Even Wu Sangui has never seen him. His specific character and attitude are still unknown.
Moreover, he has been sitting in the position of the Great Elder of the Beggar Clan for a long time, and no one can shake his position. His noble status in the Beggar Clan is needless to say.
There are many rumors among the Beggar Clan describing the Great Elder.
Some people say that the Great Elder is vicious and evil. He seems to have gone crazy recently and may want to make the Beggars Gang a demon sect.
Some people say that the Great Elder is kind-hearted and always does well when nothing happens.
They would come to help the lowest disciples like them, giving them a steamed bun or a small jug of wine.
In short, these rumors are spreading all over the Beggar Clan. Because of the loose management system of the Beggar Clan, no one is in charge.
Gu Xiaotian took a few copper coins and walked around Jinghu Lake twice, trying to find out the news.
Sometimes the road is not at your feet, but at your mouth.
Gu Xiaotian tossed the copper coins and walked struttingly on the street, pretending to be a master of his own children. The purpose was to attract attention. Anyone who is smart can know that this young master must use the copper coins to clear the way. , inquire about the news.
Wu Sangui clicked his tongue and said, "You look quite unflattering. You should be more careful. Every disciple of the Beggar Clan is like a wolf. If you continue to show off like this, why don't you just rush up and steal your money?"
Gu Xiaotian smiled and said: "If you can take away my money, that would be the best. Let me know that there is someone in the Beggar Clan who can surpass you."
After wandering around the street for a few times, as expected, several disciples of the dirty clothes sect had actually noticed it a long time ago and followed Gu Xiaotian quietly all the way.
A few people stopped midway, pointing and whispering behind their backs, and finally pushing and shoving as if they were selecting someone to go up.
Gu Xiaotian turned his head and shouted to the people who had been following them: "Stop hiding. If you have any ideas, you can come up and tell us. If you speak well, you will be rewarded with copper coins."
Finally, a disciple who looked to be the oldest slowly walked up, holding a broken bowl, walked up to him, knelt down and kowtowed to Wu Sangui and said, "I've met the gang leader!"
Wu Sangui waved his hand, patted the wine gourd on his waist, and said helplessly: "I'm not the gang leader yet. Didn't you see that the gourd on my waist is not purple gold?"
Gu Xiaotian quickly changed the topic and asked: "You guys have been following us since the beginning, and you should all have some brains. Tell us if you know anything."
The disciple held the broken bowl, scratched his face and said, "Master, we do know something, but we just don't know if it's what you want to know."
Gu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Let me ask you a question first, do you know who I am?"
The disciple nodded. How could the man standing in front of him not know where to go? The young master in front of him has caused a stir in Jinghu Lake in the past two days. In addition, he has been carrying a sword on his back. He looks like some ordinary young masters. There is a difference. Among these low-level disciples, in addition to gambling and drinking, they usually make fun by spreading such gossip. They have heard some rumors.
In addition, the disciple in front of him is considered an old man in the Beggar Clan, and he also knows a few disciples of the Jingyi Sect. By coincidence, the disciple happened to be from Liu Sixing's lineage, so he naturally told him the news. .
The disciple hurriedly said: "You guys, you want to know where the great elder is, right?"
