Chapter 42

Subsequently, Luo Fan changed the story of Sir Bei's life into a martial arts version and told it to Hong Qigong. Thus, Sir Bei became a peerless master from a foreign land in Luo Fan's mouth, climbing the world's highest peak bare-handed and crossing the sea with just a small boat. Then, he laid out Sir Bei's recipes, and by this time, the two women had already hidden themselves out of sight. Only Hong Qigong was still muttering in amazement, "There are such extraordinary people in the world, but alas, this old beggar has no chance to meet them."

Luo Fan secretly smiled, "If we could cross a dimension and still have a chance to meet, then we would truly be the best of friends."

After the meal, Hong Qigong suddenly stretched and yawned, then lay down on the snow, saying, "I have been chasing bandits for five days and five nights without sleep. It's rare to have such a good meal today, so I will sleep for three days. Even if the sky falls, don't wake me up. Take care of me and don't let wild beasts take a bite out of my head while I'm asleep."

Luo Fan smiled and said, "Understood."

At this moment, the snow was still falling like goose feathers, and Hong Qigong's head and body were covered with a layer of snow, like cotton.

As the third day approached, the divine eagle had already come on its own. Suddenly, from the northeast side of the mountain, there came the sound of footsteps on the snow. Focusing his attention, Luo Fan saw five black figures running swiftly, all with quick movements and flashing knives on their backs.

These were the five ugly men from Tibet whom Hong Qigong had been chasing. Seeing the two beautiful women by Luo Fan's side, they started to tease them. Luo Fan immediately killed them all, and the sleeping Hong Qigong was awakened by the cries of the dying. Upon waking, he looked around and saw the five ugly men lying on the ground, each with only one fatal wound, clearly killed in one blow. Hong Qigong instantly gained a deeper understanding of Luo Fan's martial arts skills. Seeing the magnificent eagle by Luo Fan's side, he was even more surprised.

At this moment, there were several clanging sounds, and a figure appeared from behind the mountain, upside down, using two stones to support himself and move on the ground. It was the Western Venom, Ouyang Feng.

It turned out that after Ouyang Feng left that day, he walked for a day and then remembered that he still needed to find Yang Guo. There were few people willing to talk to him, and he had missed a rare opportunity. Recalling that the person seemed to be heading for Mount Hua, he hurriedly returned.

"Ouyang Feng?" Luo Fan was startled, thinking that what was supposed to come had indeed come. At this moment, Ouyang Feng, seeing Hong Qigong, ignored Luo Fan's shout and suddenly pushed himself off the ground with his hands, using his feet to attack Hong Qigong.

"Does this kid know Ouyang Feng?" Hong Qigong was puzzled but had no time to ask more, and he immediately used his palm to block Ouyang Feng's kick.

Since the second summit at Mount Hua, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng had not met for over ten years. Although Ouyang Feng's mind was muddled, he had practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse, making his martial arts increasingly strange and powerful. Hong Qigong had heard Guo Jing and Huang Rong recite parts of the manual and had made significant progress by comparing it with his own skills. After all, the correct method was superior to the reverse, and although he knew little, he was not inferior to the Western Venom.

Their martial arts skills were hard to distinguish decades ago, and after various experiences, they met for the third time at Mount Hua, and their powers were still evenly matched.

Their palms and feet met, and Hong Qigong used several different palm techniques, all of which were neutralized by Ouyang Feng's footwork. Then, Ouyang Feng increased the strength of his feet, but could not make Hong Qigong retreat even an inch. After a series of exchanges, both were impressed and laughed heartily, leaping back.

"These two started fighting as soon as they met. What should I do?" Luo Fan was now the one who had to rack his brains. He had come to resolve their fatal conflict, but there were two difficulties. First, they were mortal enemies, and their grudges needed to be resolved, or they would continue to fight. Second, he could not let them resolve their grudges only when they were on their last breath, as in the original story.

If Luo Fan had enough points to exchange, the system would definitely have a treasure to save them, but now he only had a few points left, so he could not use this ultimate move. Therefore, even after guarding Hong Qigong for three days, he could only think of one solution—take it one step at a time.

While Luo Fan was thinking, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves. Ouyang Feng flipped to stand upright, looking at Hong Qigong with a vague sense of familiarity, and shouted, "Hey, your martial arts are very good. What's your name?" Hong Qigong, seeing his confused expression, knew that he had not recovered from his madness that began over ten years ago, and said, "I'm Ouyang Feng. What's your name?" Ouyang Feng was startled, feeling that "Ouyang Feng" was very familiar, but he could not remember his own name, and shook his head, "I don't know. Hey, what's my name?" Hong Qigong laughed, "You don't even know your own name. Go home and think about it." Ouyang Feng, angry, said, "You must know. Tell me." Hong Qigong said, "Alright, your name is Stinky Toad." The word "toad" was familiar to Ouyang Feng, but it did not quite match.

They were mortal enemies for decades, and the hatred was deeply ingrained in Ouyang Feng's mind. Although he did not understand why, he naturally felt angry when he saw Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong, seeing him standing there with a fierce look in his eyes, was on guard. Sure enough, he heard Ouyang Feng roar and charge at him fiercely. Hong Qigong did not dare to be careless and immediately used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The two, with their sleeves flapping in the wind and their feet treading on the ice, fought on the narrow path, each using their best skills. One misstep could mean falling to their deaths, making the fight even more dangerous than on flat ground. Both were now old, and their energy had declined, but their martial arts skills had reached the pinnacle of perfection. After a dozen moves, both were impressed.

The terrain was treacherous, and a slight mistake could mean falling off the cliff. However, after nearly a thousand moves, both were able to turn danger into safety. Luo Fan watched the fight and thought hard, while Xiaolongnü, seeing that they could always turn danger into safety, focused on the martial arts. The Nine Yin Manual was the essence of martial arts, and she had already gained some insights. Seeing the moves they used, which matched the principles of the manual, she compared them with her own skills and gained a lot.

However, Lu Wushuang, with her low martial arts skills and the fact that Li Mochou had deliberately not taught her advanced skills, could not understand much and only thought the fight was exciting.

After a thousand moves, both were still not exhausted, but their age made them feel short of breath and their movements slower. They exchanged a palm, each retreating several steps. Ouyang Feng said, "Old man, you're very strong." Hong Qigong laughed, "Stinky Toad is also impressive."

The terrain was dangerous, and a slight mistake could mean falling off the cliff. After a while, they had exchanged nearly a thousand moves, sometimes Ouyang Feng was at a disadvantage, and sometimes Hong Qigong was in trouble, but both could turn danger into safety.

Luo Fan watched the fight and thought hard, while Xiaolongnü, seeing that they could always turn danger into safety, focused on the martial arts. The Nine Yin Manual was the essence of martial arts, and she had already gained some insights. Seeing the moves they used, which matched the principles of the manual, she compared them with her own skills and gained a lot.

However, Lu Wushuang, with her low martial arts skills and the fact that Li Mochou had deliberately not taught her advanced skills, could not understand much and only thought the fight was exciting.

After a thousand moves, both were still not exhausted, but their age made them feel short of breath and their movements slower. They exchanged a palm, each retreating several steps. Ouyang Feng said, "Ouyang Feng, we can't decide the winner with our fists and feet. Let's use weapons." He broke a branch, stripped off the leaves, and used it as a staff, striking Hong Qigong. His snake staff was once famous, and even without the snake, the staff's power was immense, making the two women watching feel suffocated. Hong Qigong picked up a branch and used it as a short staff, and the two began to fight. Hong Qigong's Beggar's Staff Technique was unparalleled, but he rarely used it. Now, he used various staff techniques.

This fight was different from the previous one. The staff moved like a dragon, and the short staff danced like a snake, sometimes like a rainbow in the sky, sometimes like a meteor chasing the moon. Luo Fan, however, was not interested in the spectacle, seeing the fight becoming more intense and feeling a headache.

The two fought until evening, still unable to decide the winner. Luo Fan, seeing the dangerous terrain and the slippery ice, and knowing that both were old, feared that they might fall and hurt themselves. He shouted loudly, trying to persuade them to stop.

Luo Fan had also considered rushing in to separate them, but it would only be a temporary solution and meaningless. Moreover, without the Six Pulse Sword Technique, Luo Fan could at best fight one of them to a draw, and fighting both would be fatal.

But Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were so excited that they would not stop. They were already out of breath but continued to fight. Ouyang Feng, determined to win, took a hit from Hong Qigong's palm to strike him with his staff, then advanced to hit Hong Qigong's abdomen. Hong Qigong knew that this staff had a powerful follow-up and could not avoid it, so he blocked it with his staff. Suddenly, he felt a powerful force from Ouyang Feng's staff and realized, "He wants to compare our inner strength."

Since neither could defeat the other with fists or weapons, Ouyang Feng decided to compare inner strength. Hong Qigong, realizing this, had no choice but to use his inner strength to defend.

This was a life-or-death battle, and neither could afford to lose. They had previously avoided this dangerous move, fearing that it would cost them their lives. But Ouyang Feng, in his muddled state, decided to use his inner strength, and Hong Qigong, seeing no other choice, used his inner strength to counter.

They held this stance for a while, but both had already used a lot of inner strength. White steam began to rise from Ouyang Feng's head, becoming thicker and thicker, like a steamer. Hong Qigong was also using all his strength, not caring if he hurt the other, just hoping to save himself.

After two hours, Luo Fan still had no good solution. When he looked up, he saw that both were almost out of inner strength, and he suddenly had an idea!

Luo Fan had first seen this scene in a TV series, where Yang Guo used a branch to separate the two when they were almost out of inner strength, and both were severely injured. Luo Fan had never understood why, thinking that interrupting a battle of inner strength would result in severe injury. Now, as a martial arts master, he understood the situation. When the two were almost out of inner strength, Yang Guo used a branch to redirect their inner strength into himself. Yang Guo, who had already made significant progress, used his inner strength to protect himself, and the redirected inner strength automatically counterattacked, severely injuring the two who were almost out of inner strength.

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The death of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng at the summit of Mount Hua is a regret for many fans of "The Return of the Condor Heroes."

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