Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
Beggar With A Level Three Red Silk Belt Beggar

Xiao Yu had previously heard about the red belt beggar assembly and he already knew the beggar. And Xiao Yu did not want Siok Lan to fight with the old beggar and expect Siok Lan to just budge.

But all was not reprimanded and it was considered by Siok Lan, that his servant was afraid of the old beggar. And even added to the anger of the young man.

"May the emperor be afraid of the red belt beggars, but I the Shadow of the Gods will not be afraid of them! I will not give you my sword and horse, and I will see what you want and what you can do!" snapped Siok Lan who then stood up straight with both hands to his waist, his attitude was dashing and looked down on the red silk-clothed old beggar.

"Well, seriously!" thought Yu Lee who knew that the match would be inevitable again.

Because he had heard about the red belt beggar's society which was the largest and most influential beggar's society in the region.

The red belt beggar's association was a gathering of patriot-minded figures who opposed the rule of the Goan kingdom who had done a lot of chaos and killed the Mongol rulers.

The society moves to help the forced laborers, by secretly guaranteeing them food and drink, bribing officers to ease their burdens, or killing officers who are too cruel.

Meteka raised funds to bear the burdens of the lives of the families left by their husbands or fathers in the forced labor of digging canals.

According to reports, the head of this red belt beggar's association is a high-science martial arts world figure, named Ang Cit kong and famous as the chairman of Ang or also famous as the King of beggars.

His science is very high and in order of the level of science neatly arranged in the society, he is a person of the highest level.

The level is marked by patches on their clothes. For number two are beggars who are level two with two patches, and so on.

Xiao Yu did not see the patches on the old beggar's shabby clothes facing this Siok Lan, hence he did not know this beggar belonged to what level figures within the red belt beggar's society, but seeing his gestures imagined that this beggar was not an indiscriminate person.

"Young master our journey is still very far away, do not look for a commotion here. It is better to give this horse to him and we continue on foot. However, this horse when we arrive at Kaifeng we will leave."' Whisper Xiao Yu to Siok Lan.

"Shut up! Don't interfere! If this gembel asks well well, of course I am not this stingy. But he has rules, and I have rules. If people ask for me well, I will give as many gifts as possible. But if you ask for it by force, let alone my horse, the tail of a horse he cannot take!" exclaim Siok Lan furiously.

"Good! The road to Kaifeng looks close but it is not easy to achieve with your attitude, young master!

Since you broke our rules, then you can only continue your journey to Kaifeng if you can defeat me the stupid beggar!" the beggar shouted, then moved his right hand, and there was a ringing sound and pulled a sword from his blind wand.

May the staff be a sheath of sword so that the sword itself is hidden. The handle of the stick was the handle of a sword that glittered so sharply.

Suddenly the beggar's outer clothes were scattered and the inner clothes of the patch attached to the clothes were as many as three boxes.

"It turned out to be a third-rate red belt beggar's guild figure." murmured in Xiao Yu's heart.

Seeing that there was going to be a commotion, Xiao Yu pulled the Siok Lan horse to the edge, then tied the horse's control to a tree. While he himself stood to watch the match, preparing to prevent the deadly bloodshed.

Meanwhile, seeing the beggar pull out a sword from his staff, Siok Lan grew angry.

"Sing....!"

His hand pulled out the sword and his left index finger pointed, towards the old beggar.

Without waiting for the beggar's reply Siok Lan had already charged forward with her sword. The young man's movements were indeed very deft and his sword that grabbed it was as fast as lightning, it had suddenly shot towards the old beggar's chest.

"Good!" shouted the beggar who had also moved the sword, deflecting from the left with the tip of the sword being shaken.

"That...tang....tang.........!"

The sword that met in the air made a loud sound, especially the silver sword in Siok Lan's hand, causing pain in the ears.

Siok Lan was surprised that there was a strong tremor sneaking from his sword entering his arm, making his arm tremble and tingle.

It was clear that this proved how powerful the inner strength of his opponent was. But he was undaunted and accelerated his movements, suddenly his body was struck again with the movement of his sword chopping legs followed by a left leg kick towards the opponent's hull.

"Aii......!"

The beggar exclaimed in shock. So fast the movement of the God Si Bayanga that it is difficult to follow the eye.

Suddenly the tip of the young man's sword was close to the old beggar's feet. Then quickly the beggar jumped up and when Siok Lan's leg grabbed the hull with a powerful kick, it read out towards the young man's leg from above.

Siok Lan knew of the danger, he quickly pulled back his left leg and returned his sword slashing with a stab towards the neck once the opponent's body had dropped back.

This can also be avoided by the beggar who crouched and berbareng from below thrust his sword towards the stomach of Siok Lan.

This mighty young man quickly bent his elbows fending off the opponent's tootokan with a sword. The two swords clashed again making a loud sound.

Furthermore, in a short time the two people had been involved in an exciting match and died. The two swords vanished in shape, turning into two sword light rolls. However, even if the two swords were the same as the white rays of the silver sword in Siok Lan's hand were more brilliant, it was a silver scroll that extended and nimblely grabbed to and fro. So that the opposing beam scrolls are confined, pressed and squeezed.

Xiao Yu who stood watching, after the match passed thirty moves, understood that the swordsmanship of Siok Lan was much more victorious in terms of variety and deceitful moves, especially once winning in speed.

This cannot be sealed by the victory of the beggar in the strength of his inner strength, and he knows that if it continues, it will continue, not until ten more moves the beggar's grandfather would certainly become the victim of the sword that was in the hands of the fierce young man.

Xiao Yu was confused and was about to make sense to prevent this. Suddenly he was surprised.

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