Chapter 511: 523

523 The Unspoken Secret of Ancient Martial Art
Lu Benwei had read many martial arts novels.

There were many sects in the martial arts world, and Beggar’s Sect was one of the sects with a strong foundation.

According to the novels, Beggar’s Sect had always been divided into two factions – clean clothes and dirty clothes.

Other than wearing patched beggar clothes, the Clean Clothes Sect’s daily life was no different from that of ordinary people. They could eat as much as they wanted and marry as many wives as they wanted.

These people were originally heroes. They admired the chivalrous deeds of Beggar’s Sect, wanted to rely on Beggar’s Sect as a backer, or joined the sect by befriending the disciples in the sect. In fact, they were not really beggars.

The Dirty Clothes Sect, on the other hand, lived by begging and strictly abided by the precepts. They were not allowed to use money to buy things, share a table with outsiders, or fight with people who did not know martial arts.

Lu Benwei naturally did not want to join the Dirty Clothes Sect, so he joked with the old beggar.

Who knew that the old beggar would pick up an iron rod and raise it to hit him?

“Stinky brat, you’re always thinking about sh*t! The Dirty Clothes Sect and the Clean Clothes Sect! Which eye of yours could tell that I’m from Beggar’s Sect?”

Lu Benwei retreated repeatedly to avoid the old beggar’s bamboo cane attack.

The old beggar kept waving the bamboo cane in his hand, creating a whooshing sound in the air.

 

‘Why is this old beggar reacting so strongly?’ Lu Benwei was very puzzled and thought to himself.
Ancient martial arts had declined, but it had given birth to an expert like the old beggar. Lu Benwei did not know how many secrets there were.

“I’ve only been wandering in the martial world for a little longer, and I’m a little slovenly. How dare you compare me to those guys?” the old beggar said through gritted teeth.

The bamboo cane in his hand kept twitching in the air, like a steel knife opening and closing, cutting through the air, leaving afterimages in the air.

The old beggar’s steps were exquisite and vigorous. It was as if the ground could shrink by half an inch under his feet.

Lu Benwei had used all his strength, and his Lightning Speed had already reached the second level. Even so, it was still difficult to escape the old beggar’s pursuit.

“Whoosh!”

“Pak!”

…

The old beggar waved his bamboo cane and hit Lu Benwei’s body. He was an expert at wielding bamboo sticks. His attacks seemed intimidating and powerful, but the damage he caused was very small.

“That’s more like it.” Seeing that Lu Benwei’s attitude was not bad, the old beggar snorted twice and threw the bamboo cane on the ground.

At this moment, the sky turned white. The new spring sun was rising slowly, dispelling the cold dew of the night.

The old beggar rubbed his belly and licked his lips. After fighting with Gao Shengqiang’s subordinates for an entire night, his stomach was already flat from hunger.

“Let’s go. It’s not impossible for me to teach you some ancient martial arts.”

Lu Benwei instantly understood what he meant and was immediately overjoyed. “Is there a need to say that? This is what this junior should do.”

Lu Benwei paused and scratched his head. “It’s just that I’m not familiar with this city. I don’t know where to go.”

The old beggar snorted and brought him to a shop that serve mutton soup. The temperature of spring in Ha City was still freezing. It was already the end of March, and the temperature was often below zero. As the sun rose, the temperature slowly rose, and the entire city was covered in fog.

The shop selling mutton soup was crowded with people. Some old men who came out for a walk in the morning or office workers shouted, “Boss, give me 20 RMB worth of mutton and two pancakes.”

“Alright!”

It was so lively!

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Lu Benwei let out a breath of turbid air and brought two bowls of mutton soup to the old beggar.

It was a bowl of mutton soup with meat and white soup. Green onions and coriander were floating on top of it, and the red spicy oil embellished it.

After a mouthful of mutton soup, the warm current flowed down his throat and spread throughout his body, dispelling the bad luck from last night’s battle.

Lu Benwei and the old beggar chatted as they ate, and it was all nonsense.

” Did you hear? Someone fought with Gao Shengqiang on East Street last night. ”

“Really? Who is so bold?”

At the table next to Lu Benwei and the old beggar, the two of them discussed what they had seen and heard this morning.

“It’s said that there were two people. Even the powerful Leopard Hall couldn’t do anything to them.”

“So, these two are hunters?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Only hunters can defeat hunters! Otherwise, who will help us resist the monsters?”

When the old beggar heard this, he was so angry that he dropped his chopsticks.

“Isn’t this person not knowledgeable?” Lu Benwei hurriedly pulled the old beggar to prevent him from causing trouble.

“I’m young. I’m just joking. Don’t lower yourself to his level.”

“Am I going to lower myself to his level?” The old beggar picked up his chopsticks and placed them back in the bowl.

“I want to teach him some principles of life! There are more than just hunters in this world! We also contributed to the fight against the monsters back then!”

“Alright, alright. There are also people from the ancient martial arts world! You can’t lose your ancient martial arts to resist the monsters!” Lu Benwei did not know whether to laugh or cry. He coaxed and persuaded, “Eat first! Eat first!”

Ancient martial arts declined. Who did not know about ancient martial arts? Now, people had long forgotten that ancient martial arts still existed in the world.

Only then did the old beggar pick up his chopsticks resentfully. He broke a piece of pancake into pieces and soaked it in his bowl.

The fluffy holes on the cake were filled with soup and began to expand rapidly. The old beggar did not let it soak for too long and stuffed the pancake into his mouth.

The protein in the meat stimulated all kinds of acids in the soup, making the white mutton soup as delicious as milk. The old beggar was satisfied, and the depression in his heart disappeared by more than half.

The two people at the next table were still chattering.

“Since those two have won, does that mean Gao Shengqiang has to give up his position as the Underground King of Ha City?”

“If you ask me, Gao Shengqiang, this kind of underground underworld, should’ve gotten lost long ago!” one of them was a little reckless and said this without thinking.

The other person was trembling in fear and hurriedly stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth.

“It’s too dangerous. Let’s stop here!”

However, it was too late. Gao Shengqiang had been in Ha City for many years, and his roots were very deep. Right now, there were four powerful dog generals eating in this small shop. The conversation between the two of them was naturally heard. The four of them exchanged glances, put down their chopsticks, and walked toward the two.

The atmosphere in the shop suddenly froze to the extreme. Everyone could not help but swallow their saliva.

The two of them were so frightened that their bodies trembled, and the soup in front of them spilled all over the ground.

“What did you say just now?” the leader with a crew cut shouted.

At this moment, a warm liquid flowed down from the back of his neck and instantly soaked his entire body.

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