The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Since Guo Jing had already intervened, Lu Yao let Jinlong go, since the Heroes' Gathering still needed Guo Jing to push things forward.

"Brother Jin, you should make a statement."

Although Guo Jing helped Jin Dao block Lu Yao, he did not blindly protect him. He looked at Jin Long with a serious expression.

"Ahem! Thank you for your mercy, Young Hero Lu. I will give you an explanation for what happened today."

Jinlong clutched his chest, bowed to Lu Yao, and approached Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan was already terrified and stood there dumbfounded.

He never imagined that he would cause such a huge disaster for his master, and even cause his master to be seriously injured.

"Wang Zhan! You have allowed your disciples to harass and insult women in the street, disgracing your sect and bringing shame upon your school!"

"From this day forward, you are no longer my disciple, Jinlong. Get out!"

Jinlong, looking furious, approached Wang Zhan and angrily expelled him from the Golden Saber Sect. He then struck Wang Zhan's dantian with a palm strike.

"Pfft! My martial arts!"

Wang Zhan's martial arts skills, which had been crippled for many years, were destroyed by Jinlong's palm strike, leaving him ashen-faced.

"Since Brother Jin has severely punished the traitor, there is no misunderstanding. Please come to the venue to rest. The Heroes' Assembly is about to begin. Such a grand event should not be missed."

Guo Jing waved his hand magnanimously, temporarily resolving the grudges between the group.

A moment later, the crowd dispersed, Guo Jing took Jinlong to heal his wounds, and Lu Yao also left the street with Xiaolongnu.

On a rooftop in the town, Lu Yao and Xiaolongnu sat embracing each other, sharing their experiences over the past few days.

After descending the mountain, Xiaolongnu was also worried about Granny Sun's safety, so she followed Huo Du and Li Mochou's trail.

During a rescue operation, Granny Sun was tragically killed by Huo Du. Little Dragon Girl was defeated and retreated. She then went to Xiangyang and then to Dasheng Pass.

After making some inquiries, Xiaolongnu learned that Guo Jing was in Xiangyang, and that news of the Heroes' Gathering had spread throughout the martial arts world.

So Xiaolongnu went to Xiangyang City first, and after learning that Guo Jing's family had gone to Dasheng Pass, she rushed over to meet up with Lu Yao.

"Grandma Sun is gone. Long'er, don't be sad. I will make Huo Du and Li Mochou pay the price."

Lu Yao's eyes turned slightly cold as he added the two to his kill list.

"Everyone has to die eventually, so Granny Sun had no regrets. It's just a pity that she never got to see Yang Guo again before she died."

Little Dragon Girl sighed softly, not too saddened.

Xiaolongnu takes life and death lightly, which is a result of her long stay in the Ancient Tomb and her lack of experience with the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

"Let's go, Long'er, let's go see this Heroes' Gathering and spread the fame of our Ancient Tomb Sect."

Lu Yao gently pinched Xiaolongnu's delicate nose and chuckled softly.

"Hmm~"

Little Dragon Girl smiled slightly and nodded.

Little Dragon Girl wasn't actually very interested in the Heroes' Gathering, but she would support and accompany Lu Yao in whatever he wanted to do.

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At noon, the Heroes' Gathering was incredibly lively, with countless martial arts practitioners gathering there.

"Dear friends from the martial arts world, I am honored to have your trust in allowing me to participate in this grand martial arts event."

As the convener, Guo Jing naturally had to preside over the meeting, and the atmosphere of the meeting was quickly brought to a climax.

With the witness of various martial arts sects and heroes, Huang Rong passed on the title of leader of the Beggars' Sect to Lu Youjiao and held a succession ceremony.

The succession ceremony was also disgusting, so all the Beggars' Sect disciples present had to spit at Lu Youjiao, which was extremely disgusting, but it was also a tradition of the Beggars' Sect.

After Guo Jing announced the nomination of the martial arts alliance leader, the martial arts practitioners and sects present cheered.

Just then, a group of people rushed into the venue.

"Haha, how could we not invite my master to the election of the martial arts alliance leader?"

A soft laugh echoed throughout the venue, and Huo Du, carrying an iron fan, arrived with a group of Mongolian martial arts practitioners.

"Huo Du! How dare you come here!"

Lu Youjiao, who had just taken over as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, stepped forward with his Dog-Beating Stick in hand and shouted loudly, "What do you mean?"

"Hehehe, my master is a peerless martial artist, why can't he participate? What are you? How dare you bark like a dog here."

Huo Du sneered and stared at Lu Youjiao with disdain.

"Since we are choosing a leader of the martial arts alliance, we should naturally choose the one with the strongest martial arts skills. What do you think, Master Guo?"

Huo Du completely ignored Lu Youjiao's angry glare and asked Guo Jing with a smile.

"Young Master Huo is right. How about we have a martial arts contest to determine the leader of the martial arts world?"

Guo Jing was furious, but his expression remained calm as he spoke indifferently.

Although Guo Jing was annoyed that Huo Du and his group had come to cause trouble, he was confident that his martial arts skills were no less than anyone else's, so he did not refuse Huo Du's suggestion.

Furthermore, in the martial arts world, one truly wins people over with martial arts skills; reputation alone is not enough.

"Alright! In that case, let me experience the skills of the Central Plains martial arts world."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Huo Du waved his iron fan and laughed loudly.

The Golden Wheel Monk and the others on the side remained expressionless, letting Huo Du do as he pleased.

Huo Du used his lightness skill to leap onto the dueling platform, looking arrogantly at the martial arts practitioners around him.

"Hmph! I'll take you on!"

Lu Youjiao shouted loudly and jumped onto the high platform with his dog-beating stick in hand.

Huo Du sneered and brandished his iron fan as he attacked Lu Youjiao.

A moment later, even when Lu Youjiao used the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, he was unable to defeat Huo Du and was blasted off the platform.

"Huo Du's martial arts skills are not weak."

"Yes, let's see who can take him down, so as not to tarnish the reputation of the Central Plains martial arts world."

The martial arts practitioners watching the battle glared angrily at Huo Du for defeating Lu Youjiao.

"Ziliu, I'm begging you."

Huang Rong frowned as she watched Lu Youjiao's defeat and looked at the person beside her.

"give it to me."

Zhu Ziliu, holding a calligraphy brush, leaped onto the high platform and began to fight Huo Du.

Zhu Ziliu was a disciple of the Southern Emperor Yideng, and his strength was not weak. Huo Du quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

When Jinlun Fawang saw that Huo Du was no match for him, he used Mongolian to command Huo Du, but Zhu Ziliu thwarted his attacks.

"Concession!"

After defeating Huo Du, Zhu Ziliu turned and left the arena without looking back.

Huo Du's eyes were cold as he watched Zhu Ziliu's retreating figure, brandishing his iron fan as if he were about to launch a sneak attack!

"Hmph! Shameless scoundrel!"

Guo Jing noticed Huo Du's little tricks and knocked Huo Du off the platform with a single palm strike.

Zhu Ziliu was not seriously injured by a sneak attack as in the original story.

"Is Master Guo going to bully the weak with his superior strength?"

The Golden Wheel Monk's eyes flickered slightly as he stood up from his palanquin, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Hmph! Your disciple is malicious. I, Guo, will teach him a lesson for you."

Guo Jing didn't back down either, letting out a cold snort.

"Then thank you very much, Master Guo! Darba! You go first!"

The Golden Wheel Monk glanced coldly at Guo Jing and then spoke to the burly man beside him.

Darba moved swiftly, wielding his golden staff, and arrived on the high platform.

Looking at the tall Darba in the arena, with Huo Du's support, no one would underestimate this disciple of the Golden Wheel Monk, and for a moment no one went up on stage.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong frowned slightly, surprised that no one dared to fight. Just as they were about to speak, a soft laugh rang out.

"Dalba! You ran away last time, do you want to get beaten up again this time?"

Lu Yao chuckled and used his lightness skill to reach the high platform.