Chapter - 342 Broken Marriage of the Purple Dress King (5) (1/2)

Ding Minjun said, ”If Shifu were still alive, you will certainly suffer another defeat. So you'd better not have any dream …” Suddenly 'slap, slap, slap, slap' four times, loud and clear; Ding Minjun's head spun and she faltered, since Jin Hua Popo had slapped her on the face four times, left and right.

This old granny looked frail, as if she could not support her own weight; she was also coughing repeatedly, but who would have thought that her hand could move in an unbelievable speed with a very weird palm technique. These four palm strikes were so fast that Ding Minjun did not have the slightest idea they were coming, let alone try to evade them. She was separated about two 'zhang's [about 20 feet, close to 7m] away from Ding Minjun, yet she was able to slap her and go back to her original position like a ghost.

Ding Minjun was angry; she drew her sword and pointing it toward Jin Hua Popo she said, ”Old beggar granny, are you always this impatient?”

Jin Hua Popo ignored her insult, she also did not seem to see the sword in her hand, but slowly said, ”How did your Shifu die?” Her voice was full of sorrow, as if she was completely discouraged.

The tip of Ding Minjun's sword was actually less than three feet away from Jin Hua Popo's chest, but in the end she did not have the courage to thrust it in. ”Old beggar granny,” she cursed, ”Why do you expect me to answer you?”

Jin Hua Popo heaved a deep sigh and lamented, ”Miejue Shitai, you were a hero; you can be considered as the Wulin world's outstanding character. It's a pity that you died. Don't you have any decent disciple to take over the Sect Leader position?”

Jing Xuan Shitai stepped forward; joining her palms in greeting she said, ”Pin ni [lit. impoverished nun] Jing Xuan, paying my respect to Popo. Before her death Xian Shi had appointed Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Shimei to take over the Sect Leadership position. Only in our Sect there are certain numbers of fellow disciples who have not submitted to that decision yet. Xian Shi has died; it would be difficult to fulfill Popo's wish. Since that is the case, what else can we say? Our school's Sect Leader has not been decided; we cannot make any appointment with Popo. But Emei is a great Sect of the Wulin world; in no way would we degrade Xian Shi's prestige. We will listen to whatever instruction Popo have; in the future our Sect Leader, according to the rule of the Wulin world, will deal with you. But if Popo, relying on your seniority, want to take an unfair advantage of us, although Emei Pai has just suffered a great calamity, we will fight with you until our blood is poured over this abandoned garden, until the very last of us die.”

She was speaking boldly, yet without any trace of arrogance or submissiveness; making Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min applauding silently.

Jin Hua Popo's eyes flickered. ”Turns out before she died, Zun Shi [lit. revered master] had appointed her successor, the new Sect Leader. That's wonderful! Which one? May I see her?” she said. Her manner of speaking was a lot more polite than when she talked with Ding Minjun.

Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward and saluted. ”Popo, may you be blessed! Emei Pai's fourth generation Sect Leader Zhou Zhiruo wishes Popo well.”

”Shameless!” Ding Minjun bellowed, ”Proclaiming yourself as the Emei Pai's fourth generation Sect Leader.”

Zhu'Er sneered. ”This Zhou Jiejie [elder sister Zhou] is a good person; I have received her loving care in the western region. If she is not fit to become the Sect Leader, do you think you are? You dare to blubber your big mouth in front of Popo; you make me want to slap your ugly face!”