At this moment, Zhong Renwang seemed more like a mediator tirelessly striving for peace in the Martial Arts world, using earnest words to persuade others.

"As the largest sect in the Martial Arts world, the Beggar Gang bears the heavy responsibility of maintaining peace and order. Enemies should be reconciled rather than created. Perhaps there is still room for negotiation in this matter, so why go to such lengths to eliminate them? Though Divine Sword Manor has made mistakes, they are not unforgivable. In the name of the Beggar Gang, I urge you to let go of your obsession and not let the Jianghu fall into chaos again." Zhong Renwang's voice echoed in the wind and rain, carrying a tone of sincere firmness.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang let out a cold snort, as if it came from the darkest depths of the Nine Nether Hell, filled with endless disdain and arrogance.

At this moment, a lightning bolt as thick as a giant serpent split the ink-black night sky with the might of creation. Its light was as bright as daylight, illuminating the slight curve of Shi Feiyang's lips, revealing a faint smile full of contempt for Zhong Renwang's persuasion, mocking his stubbornness and naivety.

Immediately after, a deafening thunderclap erupted, as if heaven and earth were collapsing. The sound seemed as if even the heavens were cheering for Shi Feiyang's disdain. He narrowed his eyes slightly, the cold gleam in them like two drawn swords, and said coldly, "Master Zhong, you needn't say more. The sins committed by Divine Sword Manor cannot be dismissed with the mere phrase 'not punishable by death.' If I don't seek justice today, I, Shi Feiyang, will not rest!" After speaking, he crossed his arms over his chest, standing proudly, like a towering mountain.

No matter how violently the wind and rain battered him, he remained unmoved.

The surrounding wild winds howled, and the torrential rain poured down, but before him, they were like minor elements before a grand force, only amplifying his majestic aura, akin to a War God battling the heavens and the earth alone.

Seeing his words failed to move Shi Feiyang, Zhong Renwang's anger flared up instantly, like a lit powder keg.

He straightened his back, akin to an ancient pine, his eyes wide open, his previously calm gaze now sharp as an eagle's, seeing through Shi Feiyang's thoughts.

His expression serious with a hint of anger, he shouted loudly, "Shi Feiyang, don't be too arrogant! As the Beggar Gang Leader, I command all Beggar Sect disciples. Every word and action represents the Beggar Gang. Today, by ignoring my advice and acting wantonly, you challenge the Beggar Gang itself! Since you won't heed advice, I, Zhong Renwang, will contest you today, to show you that this world is not yours to command at will!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously clenched his fists, his clothing rising and falling with his rapid breathing.

At this moment, Zhong Renwang returned to his assertive and decisive state as a gang leader, deciding to defend his authority and the order of the Martial Arts world in response to Shi Feiyang's "provocation," with an aura that seemed ready to devour Shi Feiyang whole.

Hearing Zhong Renwang's words, the curve of Shi Feiyang's lips widened, his cold smile all the more evident.

Windswept water on the ground swirled into thick pillars, like the arms of an Ancient Demon God, cheering on his provocation. He slightly shifted his stance, planting his feet firmly like an ancient pine deeply rooted in the ground, unshakable.

With a hint of mockery in his voice, Shi Feiyang said coldly, "I've long heard that the Beggar Gang's renowned Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is unmatched. Today, I shall see for myself. Master Zhong, do not hold back!"

Having said that, Shi Feiyang's aura suddenly changed, and a powerful presence emanated from him, like a massive beast awakening from a thousand-year slumber, making the surrounding air vibrate with a "buzzing" sound.

Even the water on the ground rippled under this potent aura, and the entire environment seemed to tremble in response to Shi Feiyang's formidable presence.

Zhong Renwang did not hesitate. He took a deep breath, channeling his True Qi within, causing it to surge in his Dantian like mighty waves. His clothing flapped loudly in the fierce winds like battle flags.

He shouted, "Very well! Let me show you the power of the Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! As the Beggar Gang Leader, I will make you understand, our Beggar Gang's thousand-year legacy is no mere boast!"

He then executed the first move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, "Regret of the Proud Dragon", his palm carrying a powerful stream of air, as if it could split mountains and rocks. Wherever it went, the air around vibrated with a "buzzing" sound, like countless bees flapping their wings near the ear.

At this moment, Zhong Renwang's eyes were filled only with focus and fierceness. As the Beggar Gang Leader, he aimed to demonstrate his strength to Shi Feiyang, with his eyes seemingly saying, today, I'll make this arrogant fool suffer.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang's eyes sharpened instantly, gleams of cold light appearing as if two sharp blades piercing directly at Zhong Renwang.

He let out a loud shout, "Bring it on!" His voice echoed through the skies, overpowering the howling wind and rain, piercing through the clouds to the very heavens.

Simultaneously, he also executed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, matching Zhong Renwang's move "Regret of the Proud Dragon" directly.

"Boom!" A loud explosion resounded like a heavy bomb. The collision of their palm forces created a powerful shockwave, sending the surrounding muddy water splashing high into the air, like a mud rain.

The spectacle of the mud rain was extremely grand, with splattering water forming arcs, glimmering with a strange light in the wind and rain.

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