Journey to the West: Looting of Ten Thousand Worlds

"Are you... Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered divine beggar?"

Zhou Yi took a closer look at the old beggar and saw that he only had nine fingers. He suddenly felt enlightened and said something warmly.

"Hey. Do you recognize me?"

The old beggar screamed in surprise.

"hehe."

Zhou Yi chuckled, "There are only a handful of people in the world who can catch up with a horse on foot. And you only have nine fingers. With such an obvious feature, I would be too ignorant if I couldn't guess that you are the famous Hong Qigong."

"

"Young people have good eyesight."

Hong Qigong stared at Zhou Yi with bright eyes and said with a smile, "You recognize me. But I don't recognize you, old beggar. So, wouldn't I be ignorant?"

"It's perfectly normal for you not to recognize me."

"You can't say that."

Hong Qigong shook his head and said with a smile, "The four ghosts of the Yellow River have done a lot of evil, but they have been wandering in the mountains and among the people, so it is difficult to find them. This time I finally found their traces. I wanted to deal with them, but unexpectedly, I saw them with my own eyes.

Witnessing your superb skills little brother, your kicking of stones and your finger-playing axe, really impressed me greatly."

His tone was full of enthusiasm, his old face showed admiration, and his eyes were shining, "I can tell, little brother, your inner strength must be extremely deep! Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to be so relaxed and natural! And you are like this

Master, I don’t know the old beggar! I’m not ignorant, what is that?”

"I see."

Zhou Yi suddenly understood, and at the same time he also understood why the four ghosts of the Yellow River were nowhere to be found in the end, and they were killed by the upright Hong Qigong, but...

"Hong Qigong, are you chasing me here just to say these two sentences?"

"Of course not."

Hong Qigong clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "I'm just very curious about your background, and I also want to learn a few tricks from you. There is a young master like you in the world, and I won't fight with you.

It's itchy, and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well at night?"

"oh?"

Zhou Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, half-smiling, and said, "Are you sure you want to compete with me? Right here?"

"certainly."

Hong Qigong was eager to give it a try, "Don't worry, old beggar, I am very sensible and will never hurt you, little brother."

"hehe."

Zhou Yi chuckled lightly, dismounted from his horse, stood in front of Hong Qigong, and said warmly, "Hong Qigong, you may not know my methods. You can try your best, but if you can hurt even one of my hairs, I will lose."

But it was at this moment that Zhou Yi thought of the task of 'manifesting the saint'.

And Hong Qigong is a very important person in the original work. It is really suitable to show his holiness in front of such a person.

"Um?!"

Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, plucking his ears, his face full of disbelief, "Little brother, what did you just say? Did I hear it wrong?!"

"You heard me right. Just do it."

This world is just a world of low martial arts, and the top masters are only half a step ahead of their time!

The ultimate master who has not even stepped into the innate realm is just an ant to Zhou Yi!

An innate master can crush a half-innate person.

Qi-refining cultivators can instantly kill Xiantian. Foundation-building cultivators can instantly kill Qi-refining cultivators!

And Zhou Yi's current cultivation level is at the seventh level of foundation building. Even without any body skills, with his superb cultivation level, he can crush Hong Qigong like Mount Tai.

"hehe."

Hong Qigong's face turned red, and he seemed a little angry, "Young man, I know you are powerful, but there is no need to be so crazy. I am Hong Qigong!"

"I know you are Hong Qigong. Come on."

"Since you know that I am Hong Qigong, how dare you say this? Didn't your elders tell you my story?"

Hong Qigong's face turned redder and redder, and he said angrily.

"Of course I said it. Come on!"

"Well."

Hong Qigong was speechless. After a long while, he took a deep breath and seemed to be forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. "Young man, you have no eyes for fists and kicks. Since you are so confident, I will let you see the power of a real master in the world."

If you can, I can help you control your madness!"

"You come on!"

"you!"

Hong Qigong originally saw that Zhou Yifeng was handsome and handsome, and he wanted to make friends with him. But at this moment, he was really angry. This young man was good at martial arts, but he was too arrogant, and he didn't know.

Which family taught the younger generation?

"In that case, I will let you see the old beggar's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms today."

Hong Qigong let out a long breath, looked at Zhou Yi with bright eyes, gestured with his palms in the air, and slapped out with a sudden palm, "A strong dragon has regrets!"

hold head high!

A faint dragon roar could be heard, and a powerful palm slapped Zhou Yi's chest and abdomen like a big wave.

Bang!

Zhou Yi just flicked his finger, and the palm power turned into smoke in an instant.

"Um?!!!"

When Hong Qigong saw it, his old eyes suddenly opened up bigger than a bell, and he looked at Zhou Yi with disbelief, "You, what did you just do?!"

"I flicked it with my fingers."

Zhou Yi said calmly.

"I know you flicked it. I mean, how did you do it?"

"Just play it and it will happen naturally."

"..."

Hong Qigong was speechless, but at this moment he gradually realized that the young man in front of him was extraordinary, "No wonder you are so crazy, I understand a little bit."

He took a long breath, and the energy surged around his body. The internal energy in his body was like a sea, rushing towards his palm, "Just now, I was afraid of hurting you, so I only used 10% of my palm strength. Now I will use 50%.

You have to be careful!"

"You don't need 50%, just 100%."

"What did you say?"

"You can take the photo 100% of the time."

"..."

Hong Qigong wanted to roll his eyes, but he couldn't help but said, "Aren't you afraid that I will beat you to death?"

"If you shoot me to death, you will be considered a hero!"

"What do you mean by that?!"

"Literally!"

"What a crazy young man! Okay, today I will use 100% of my palm power to test your martial arts. You have to take it easy."

"You come on!"

"good!"

Hong Qigong made gestures with his palms, and the inner energy in his body rumbled into his palms. Suddenly, he shouted loudly and slapped Zhou Yi with one palm!

"See the dragon in the field!"

hold head high!

The roar of the dragon roared, and the agitated void seemed to be trembling. The force of the palm was fierce and passionate, like a heavy tank pushing away, bringing up billowing smoke along the way, and shooting towards Zhou Yi like a sharp arrow!

Hong Qigong felt a little regretful when he saw it, and was worried whether the force he just exerted would be too much, but when he heard a bang, the turbulent palm energy instantly turned into wind and clouds and dispersed.

"Well?!!"

Hong Qigong's worried look suddenly disappeared to which Java country. He looked at Zhou Yi dumbfounded, "You, you just, just..."

"I just flicked it with my fingers."

Zhou Yi said calmly.

"I know, I know! But, this, how is this possible?!"

Hong Qigong was extremely shocked! It felt incredible!

He looked at his palms and felt a little suspicious. As one of the top five people in the world, he has rarely encountered an opponent for decades, but what did he encounter today? What did he see?!

[Successfully manifested oneself in front of Hong Qigong and received 1 point of Heavenly Luck.]