Chapter 64: His Majesty the King of Hell – Four Missing Two

"You Hong Qi, do you submit or not! ~"

"You Hong Qi, do you submit or not! ~"

"Submit or not! ~"

The thunderous voice roared out, shaking everyone's ears with a buzzing hum that echoed endlessly across the vast snowfield.

Whether it was the fallen Hong Qi Gong or the others present, after hearing Niu Dingtian's arrogant words and staring at the young figure, each looked dazed, staring blankly.

The Five Top Martial Arts of the World, the pinnacle of the jianghu, were at this moment gravely wounded and unable to rise, while the one who struck was that young man.

How old is he?

Is he also the world‑dominating Wang Chongyang?

Hong Qi Gong looked at the young face, his expression still somewhat dazed, as if he saw his own youthful, spirited self from back then, yet the power was strikingly similar.

"Cough cough~"

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Leader! Are you alright?"

"Leader!"

The Beggar Sect members, seeing this, panicked; Elder Liang was especially trembling, fearing that Niu Dingtian would strike them down outright.

As a high‑ranking member, he understood best that the Beggar Sect's reputation rested solely on the leader; without the Five Top Martial Arts title, who would care about a bunch of stinky beggars?

"Cough cough~ Old beggar, I submit!"

Hong Qi Gong's face turned pale; after pushing the crowd aside, he leaned on his Dog‑Beating Staff, forced himself to stand, and directly answered Niu Dingtian's challenge.

His submission was not out of fear of death; he was indeed outmatched in martial skill, and whether he truly accepts it in heart or mouth, only he knows.

"Oh? Then does Leader Hong think I might strike and kill you?"

Thinking of something, Niu Dingtian's heart filled with malice; his gaze swept the crowd, and with a mocking smile he asked.

Hong Qi Gong's eyes flashed with a sharp light at those words, and he spoke without humility nor arrogance:

"With such skill, why must you toy with others? Though the old beggar's technique is inferior to yours, he is not a lamb awaiting slaughter."

Having said that, his gaze swept to the distant Han Xiao Ying.

He is a man of chivalry with his own convictions and is unwilling to resort to such a tactic, yet that girl is not necessarily kind; if a demon lord rampages, for the safety of the sect's disciples, there are things he must do.

Niu Dingtian seemed oblivious, merely watching the wind and snow, then in a hushed, lingering tone he asked softly:

"Leader Hong, do you know what this entire set of martial arts means to us practitioners?"

Hong Qi Gong heard this and suddenly recalled something; his complexion changed instantly.

Niu Dingtian, indifferent, continued in a soft voice:

"So that Leader Hong knows, I have always repaid blood with blood, tooth with tooth; you said you wouldn't kill me, so now I certainly will not lay a murderous hand on you."

Elder Liang of the Beggar Sect let out a slight sigh, but Hong Qi Gong was already as if standing at a precipice, his face ashen as he heightened his vigilance.

"So, since Leader Hong said he would abolish my entire martial skill, I will reciprocate and abolish Leader Hong's martial skill as well!"

As soon as the words fell, Niu Dingtian instantly vanished from the spot.

Hong Qi Gong paid no heed, leapt straight toward Han Xiao Ying; only by seizing the girl could the sect's disciples retreat safely.

But that move seemed anticipated by Niu Dingtian; before Hong Qi Gong could get close, a booming palm already struck his left shoulder.

"Puff~"

Hong Qi Gong, hit by that strike, spat another mouthful of blood; before he could react, a fiercely sharp palm force surged again.

The palm force was swift and unavoidable; in the blink of an eye, the fierce palm struck his dantian.

"Puff~"

In an instant, Hong Qi Gong's eyes widened, a gush of scarlet blood sprayed out, and then he felt his internal power explode outward as his tall body slowly collapsed onto the snow.

After the palm struck, Niu Dingtian leapt and flashed to Han Xiao Ying's side.

He didn't consider his strike cruel; since the enmity was already set, only a lapse of mind would have let him release her unharmed. Had he not been superior in skill, he himself would have fallen today.

"Leader!"

"Leader!"

The Beggar Sect members, each with a face full of grief and anger, rushed forward.

Feeling his interior empty, Hong Qi Gong's pale face still showed disbelief; after regaining composure, his vacant eyes stared at Niu Dingtian opposite, and he muttered:

"You... such a cruel heart!"

Having said that, his face was mournfully sorrowful.

Niu Dingtian heard this, let out a snort, then lowered his gaze, fixed on the grief‑filled Hong Qi Gong, and said in a deep voice:

"Cruel heart? Leader Hong now knows cruelty? Do you feel that being stripped of your martial arts makes life worse than death?"

"If my martial skill today were inferior to you, Grand Leader Hong, this would be my fate; had I not arrived in time, the fate of those few would not be any better!"

After speaking, he glanced at Han Xiao Ying and the men of Ke Zhen'e beside him, the implication obvious.

Han Xiao Ying heard this, her expression complex, silent; she also understood she was no longer a simple jianghu person.

Niu Dingtian paused briefly, then said in a deep voice:

"Leader Hong, you are a person of benevolence, yet your bunch of dog‑like followers are hardly kind; as for the cause of that Mr. Peng's death, if you were a bit less greedy and asked Liu Fengchun of your sect for clarity, this outcome wouldn't have occurred!"

"Leader Hong, do you know, I once admired your chivalrous nature, but when I saw your reaction after recognizing my Jade Flute Sword Technique, I was left with only contempt!"

Just after speaking, he suddenly recalled something, disregarding Hong Qi Gong's mood, his gaze flashing at Elder Liang, saying with a fierce glint:

"Elder Liang, is that so?"

"His Majesty the King of Hell, Beggar Sect Elder Four Missing Two, since you, Liang, have attacked my woman, go down and reunite with them!"

"Stop!"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Qi Gong's complexion changed dramatically, and he, bearing the pain, shouted in horror.

Elder Liang, hearing the sound, was already terrified to the point his liver and gallbladder seemed about to burst, and he desperately vaulted away toward the distance.

But it was already too late; in the blink of an eye, Niu Dingtian's palm wind had already slapped his face.

Pfft~

(End of chapter)