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173　　The venue was already filled with people, and at this moment the people from the White Tiger Hall finally arrived.

　　Two wide carriages were driving side by side, and in front of the carriages were three people riding horses. These three people were the protagonists of this tournament.

　　Chen Jiusi, Peng Fu, Zhou Chu.

　　In the two large carriages behind him, in the first one sat Peng Shizhong, and in the second one sat Peng Shizhong's three adopted sons.

　　[Eight-Faced Buddha Feng Xuan] [Iron-Faced Tiger Zheng Chuan] [Bronze Arm Lu Rong]

　　The three of them were sitting in the carriage at this time. Lu Rong opened the curtains and looked outside and said, "There are quite a few people."

　　Zheng Chuan said: "It has nothing to do with us. It is Lao Wu and his men who are representing the White Tiger Hall in the battle this time."

　　"Ahem, second brother, you don't sound very happy!"

　　Zheng Chuan coughed twice and said, "Ahem..., happy, how can I be happy? Old Five, Old Six, Uncle Fu, the only one who can fight here is Uncle Fu. We are bound to lose today. If I can be happy, I will be too careless."

　　Feng Xuan heard this and said, "Alas, there is nothing we can do about it. We are all seriously injured. If we go on stage now, I'm afraid we won't even be able to defeat someone in the Willow Tendon Realm. Lao Wu and the others are just forcing us to do this!"

　　Hearing this, Lu Rong said, "Ah... We were careless. If we hadn't been ambushed by the old beggar, how could we have ended up like this?"

　　Feng Xuan looked at Lu Rong and said, "Even if we fight head-on, we can beat the Beggars' Sect. Didn't you see the old beggar's Eighteen Dragon Capturing Palms? It was too terrifying. Even my foster father couldn't block one palm. Even if they don't ambush us, can we get away with it?"

　　Zheng Chuan and Lu Rong were speechless after hearing what Feng Xuan said. The strength was there, and as long as the Beggars' Sect targeted them, it would be difficult to avoid this tragedy even if they knew about it in advance, unless the entire White Tiger Hall became a coward.

　　But if Baihutang is a coward, then how can it survive in Mianshui County?

　　So this is an unsolvable problem. In this world, the strong prey on the weak. If you are weak, you must be beaten. This is the truth.

　　Lu Rong sighed, looked outside and said, "Zhou Peng and Feng San are not simple people. Although Liu Feng is seriously injured, he still has the strength of Iron Bone Realm. With the strength of Lao Wu and Lao Liu, I am afraid they can't beat any of them. I just hope they don't lose too badly, cough cough cough..."

　　Zheng Chuan also sighed: "Although Uncle Fu has the strength of the Iron Bone Realm, he can't be afraid of Zhou Peng and Feng San. The young and strong are more vulnerable to boxing. If you haven't reached the level of Huajin, age is the biggest killer of warriors."

　　Feng Xuan sighed and said, "Alas, everything is fate, we can only watch, I am afraid we are not even as good as Lao Wu and the others now!"

　　The car soon arrived at the venue, and a group of people consciously made way, leaving a piece of open space specifically for the disciples of the Fishing Gang.

　　The Eagle Guard opened the curtain for Peng Shizhong, and then Peng Shizhong walked down.

　　As soon as he appeared, countless people looked at Peng Shizhong, only to see that Peng Shizhong was in good condition and did not look injured.

　　When the old beggar saw Peng Shizhong, he immediately came up to him with a smile: "Old Peng, hahaha, you're finally here."

　　When Peng Shizhong saw the old beggar, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he still had a hypocritical smile on his face: "Haha, if I don't come, doesn't it mean that my White Tiger Hall is afraid of you!"

　　"Hey, Lao Peng, what are you talking about? How can there be so much hatred when we make friends through martial arts?"

　　Peng Shizhong said with a dark face: "If there is no hatred, so many disciples in my hall died in vain? And my fourth brother!"

　　The old beggar said, "Hey, Old Peng, I admit that the disciples in your hall died. It was our Beggars' Sect that did it. But your adopted son Deng Guangming was not killed by our Beggars' Sect."

　　"Humph, who else could it be if not you?"

　　The old beggar said, "I don't know, but we in the Beggars' Sect will admit it if it was done by us. If it wasn't done by us, we will never admit it. Besides, we are already enemies, why would I lie to you?"

　　Peng Shizhong frowned when he heard this. Could it be that the death of the fourth brother really had nothing to do with the Beggars' Sect?

　　But now is not the time to worry about the death of the fourth brother. Let's wait until the White Tiger Hall gets through this.

　　Thinking of this, Peng Shizhong couldn't help but look at the three people standing behind him.

　　The old beggar also looked over.

　　"Oh my, these are the other two adopted sons of the White Tiger Hall besides the four great kings. They are indeed handsome and talented, Qilin children!"

　　"Lao Peng, I really envy you!"

　　Peng Shizhong glanced at the old beggar and said nothing.

　　At this time, someone behind the old beggar interrupted and asked, "Who is Chen Jiusi?"

　　After hearing this, Chen Jie was stunned and looked at the person who spoke. He recognized him. It was Feng San, the Golden Sword.

　　At this time, Feng San stared with a pair of bloodshot eyes, looking at Zhou Chu and Chen Jie carefully. Uncle Fu was naturally excluded because he was too old.

　　So his greatest enemy was among these two young men.

　　Seeing this, Chen Jie stepped forward and said, "My name is Chen Jiusi, nice to meet Captain Feng."

　　Feng San frowned and asked, "Are you Chen Jiusi?"

　　"That's right."

　　"Do you know me?"

　　"know!"

　　"Then you dare to stand up!"

　　Feng San roared.

　　Chen Jie said: "I am Chen Jiusi, born upright and upright, so why shouldn't I dare to stand out?"

　　"You are born upright and stand upright. You killed my brother Feng Si for no reason. Do you still think you are righteous?"

　　Chen Jie laughed and said, "Haha... Of course, I killed Feng Si because I was acting in the name of justice!"

　　"you!"

　　Feng San's eyes widened as he explained, "Your brother Feng Si is completely devoid of conscience. He kidnapped people's children and kept them in cages like pigs and dogs. He is hated by both humans and gods, and anyone can kill him. Killing him is like enforcing justice for the heavens!"

　　"Carrying out justice on behalf of heaven, what a great man who is carrying out justice on behalf of heaven!"

　　Feng San gnashed his teeth in anger, but Chen Jie pointed at Feng San and said, "Your brother is such a beast. As his elder brother, you did not discipline him, but condoned him to commit such a heinous crime. You, Feng San, are also guilty of joint responsibility. If you have any sense of shame, you should apologize to the victim's family and ask for their forgiveness. Why are you so shameless and barking at me again?"

　　"You, you dare to scold me, you are looking for death!"

　　Feng San was obviously not good at talking, and as he spoke he drew out his knife and prepared to chop Chen Jie.

　　I never expected to hear Peng Shizhong say, "How can you be held responsible for fighting before the bet, old beggar?"

　　The old beggar cleared his throat and said, "Feng San, stop it. You have strength. Use it on the ring later."

　　Feng San was stopped, and then pointed at Chen Jie and said, "Chen Jiusi, you are very good. I hope that in the ring later, your skills will be better than your words!"

　　Chen Jie smiled and said, "You can try it!"

　　The two looked at each other, their eyes full of fighting spirit.

　　Chen Jie sneered in his heart: "You want to argue with me, Feng San? Even if I give you a chance, you are useless!"

　　Several people withdrew. At this time, Feng San said, "Leave that Chen Jiusi to me, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."

　　After hearing this, Zhou Peng said, "Be careful, this Chen Jiusi doesn't seem to be a simple person."

　　"Humph, why should I be afraid of a villain who only knows how to talk?"

　　Just as the noise was going on, a voice was heard in the distance: "Cao Gang, Gang Leader Liu is here!"

　　As soon as these words came out, a group of carriages and horses were seen approaching from a distance. Everyone looked over and immediately started to discuss: "Look, it's Old Monster Liu, and the scholar Bai Mosheng from the Thirteen Protectors, and the Ghost Hand Gu Qingfeng."

　　After saying this, another voice was heard from the other side: "Fishing Gang, Gang Leader Nan is here!"

　　After hearing this, I saw an equally grand team of carriages and horses coming not far away.

　　Everyone looked over and couldn't help but say, "Fuck, all the big shots are here today. Look, Nan Batian is here too, and next to him is Qin Ying from the Eagle Hall."

　　As everyone was talking, two teams came to the arena, and Old Monster Liu and Nan Batian looked at each other.

　　Old Monster Liu said sarcastically, "Haha, Batian, you're going to have a hard time passing this level today. I'm here to see you make a fool of yourself."

　　"Humph, old man, not everyone can appreciate the jokes of my fishing gang."

　　After hearing this, Old Monster Liu laughed and said, "But this old beggar wants to make trouble for your fishing gang. Aren't you arrogant?"

　　Nan Batian narrowed his eyes and said, "Whether my fishing gang is arrogant or not, what does it have to do with your Cao gang? Humph..."

　　Nan Batian ignored Old Monster Liu and turned to walk towards the platform.

　　There are seats for VIPs on the high platform, and Nan Batian is a VIP wherever he goes.

　　When Nan Batian was on stage, he passed by the old beggar and looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Old beggar, I didn't expect you to be a hidden dragon. But you are not qualified to bring down my fishing gang."

　　After hearing this, the old beggar said, "Boss Nan, I heard that your Xuanbing Power is very powerful. I will definitely learn from you if I have the chance!"

　　"Hmph, then find a chance to try."

　　Nan Batian went up to the platform with a gloomy face.

　　At this time, Old Monster Liu laughed and said, "Old helmsman."

　　The old beggar came over and said, "Boss Liu, we've been waiting for you."

　　Old Monster Liu said, "You, I've long said that you Beggars' Sect are not something you can sit on. You have indeed soared to the sky."

　　As he spoke, Old Monster Liu leaned over to the old beggar's ear and said, "I agree with what you said. After the matter is done, the fishing gang's territory will be divided 50-50."

　　"All listen to Gang Leader Liu."

　　Old Monster Liu laughed and said, "Then it all depends on your performance today. Of course, no matter whether we win or lose, it will not affect our cooperation."

　　Old Monster Liu patted the old beggar.

　　The old beggar said, "Haha, thank you for your kindness, Chief Liu. But don't worry, nothing will go wrong. My Beggars' Clan will definitely win this bet."

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

　　As he spoke, Old Monster Liu went up to the platform, glanced at Nan Batian and snorted coldly: "Humph!"

　　At this time Zhou Peng stepped forward and said, "Old Captain, what did Old Monster Liu say?"

　　"He said he agreed to the plan of jointly attacking the fishing gang, and the profits will be split 50-50."

　　The old beggar said.

　　Zhou Peng frowned and said, "Fifty-fifty, is this old monster Liu so sincere?"

　　The old beggar said, "Humph, this 50% was earned from the Eighteen Dragon Capturing Palms. He probably wants me to kill Nan Batian."

　　Zhou Peng said: "Nan Batian is not easy to kill."

　　The old beggar said, "It doesn't matter who it is. Besides, how can Old Weird Liu not help me? I helped him become the largest gang in Mianshui!"

　　After hearing this, Zhou Peng said, "Well, but old helmsman, you have to be careful when dealing with Old Monster Liu. He is not an easy person to deal with."

　　"Yes, I know. Okay, don't think about it for now. How to win the battle later is what you need to care about."

　　"yes."

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