Chapter - 493 A Gentleman is Gullible Because of His Righteous Conduct (2) (1/2)

The more he watched, the angrier Yin Liting was. 'Song Qingshu,” he called out, ”You, the kid, have no shame at all! You have left Wudang, why do you still use Wudang skill to save your life? You betrayed your father, but why do you use the martial art your father taught you?”

Song Qingshu's face turned red. ”What's so special about Wudang Pai's martial art?” he called out, ”Look carefully!” Suddenly his left hand turned into a hook in front of Zhang Bo Longtou's eyes. Revolving to the left and turning to the right, he launched seven, eight different styles. In a surprise movement, his right hand thrust forward and 'stab!' His five fingers pierced Zhang Bo Longtou's forehead.

The spectators were stunned. They only see Song Qingshu's fingers dripping with blood, while Zhang Bo Longtou fell backwards. It was obvious that he was dead.

With a cold laugh Song Qingshu said, ”Does Wudang Pai have this kind of martial art?”

The crowd of heroes called out in alarm. Eight people from the Beggar Clan rushed forward. Two quickly grabbed Zhang Bo Longtou's body, while the other six attacked Song Qingshu. These six were Beggar Clan's masters; among them, four were brandishing their weapons, so that in a short moment Song Qingshu was surrounded by dangers.

A big and fat monk behind Reverend Kong Zhi loudly shouted, ”The Beggar Clan's gentlemen take advantage of a solitary man; aren't you breaching today's heroes assembly rule?”

Zhi Fa Zhanglao called out, ”Brothers, get back. Let me avenge Zhang Bo Longtou.”

The Beggar Clan disciples leaped backward. They took Zhang Bo Longtou's body back to their wooden shelter. With angry look on their faces, they stared at Song Qingshu menacingly.

The heroes watching on the side thought, ”Although it was agreed that in this martial art competition death is not a big deal, but this surname Song's hands are too heavy and ruthless.”

At this moment, Zhang Wuji was recalling the injury on Zhao Min's shoulder, which was from a five-finger claw; and then that night at the thatched hut, the way Du Baidang and Yi Sanniang's corpses lying on the floor. With a trembling voice he asked, ”Yang Zuo Shi, where did Emei Pai get this evil martial art from?”

Yang Xiao shook his head. ”Subordinate has never seen this kind or martial art,” he said, ”However, Emei Pai's founder Guo Nuxia was known as 'Xiao Dong Xie' [young eastern heretic] so I wouldn't be surprised if 30% of her martial art skill was heretical.”

While the two of them were talking, Song Qingshu has started fighting Zhi Fa Zhanglao. Zhi Fa Zhanglao was a thin and small man, and extremely agile. His ten fingers were like a hook or an awl, attacking Song Qingshu with 'mo zhua gong' [devil claw skill]. It looked like he was very adept in using his fingers, and wanted to poke five holes on top of Song Qingshu's head to avenge Zhang Bo Longtou's death.

At first, Song Qingshu was still using the 'Jin Ding Mian Zhang' to parry the opponent. After fighting for a while, Zhi Fa Zhanglao roared, ”Little dog thief!” The five fingers of his left hand had already touched Song Qingshu's forehead. Just a little bit more strength, the fingers would have pierced Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu stretched out his right hand, and 'stab!' his five fingers entered Zhi Fa Zhanglao's throat. Zhi Fa Zhanglao fell forward. His left hand had not lost its strength that it penetrated the surface of the earth. Blood spread out on the ground. He stopped breathing at once.