"Brother Lin, are you alright?"

After exchanging blows with Guo Jing, Guo Fu rushed to Lin Bufan's side, very worried.

She was well aware of her father's exceptional martial arts skills.

Lin Bufan shook his head, indicating that he was unharmed, and arrogantly said, "The person who can hurt me is not here, and probably hasn't been born yet."

These words once again greatly stimulated the nerves of all the heroes present.

"Ding, you have obtained a fragment of Zhu Ziliu's One-Finger Divine Skill."

It is reasonable that Zhu Ziliu learned the One-Finger Divine Skill from Master Yideng.

It seems he's angry too.

Zhu Ziliu strode over and angrily asked Lin Bufan, "What exactly do you want? You came here and immediately exchanged blows with Master Guo, as if you're afraid people won't know how powerful you are. Now you're shamelessly saying that no one here can hurt you. Could it be that you want to compete with Master Guo for the position of martial arts alliance leader?"

As is well known, the purpose of the Heroes' Gathering is to select a virtuous and talented hero with superb martial arts skills to serve as the leader of the martial arts alliance and lead the Southern Song Dynasty's righteous army to resist the invasion of the Mongol foreigners.

Looking at everyone here, the only suitable candidate is none other than the great hero Guo Jing.

Suddenly, a young boy appeared and forcibly exchanged blows with the great hero Guo Jing.

After managing to draw with Master Guo, he then spouted arrogant and disrespectful remarks, which is truly hateful.

If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll think all heroes in the world are pushovers.

"Get out of my way, you dare to talk to me?"

Lin Bufan raised his hand and slapped Zhu Ziliu, sending her to a corner.

Qiu Chuji rushed over to join the commotion, scolding Lin Bufan: "You brat, you don't know your place! Jing'er deliberately held back his palm strike to let you win, otherwise you would have been killed by him with one blow. You got the advantage and still act innocent, arrogant and ignorant. Zhu Ziliu tried to reason with you, and you even hit him..."

"Get out of here, you old geezer."

Lin Bufan raised his hand and slapped Qiu Chuji across the face, sending him flying and crashing into a pile of garbage some distance away.

So what if someone beats up an elderly person, ambushes a 69-year-old, or shows no martial ethics? They have absolutely no concept of that and don't care at all.

Lin Bufan said: If you mess with me, even Jesus would get slapped.

"You dare hit me."

Qiu Chuji landed with his buttocks facing backward in a "wild goose landing on the sand" style, a particularly awkward and comical landing posture, and he must have felt a lot of pain.

The physical pain is bearable, but the shame and the emotional trauma are even more painful.

He was utterly humiliated in front of so many heroes and valiant men.

It wasn't him who lost face, but the Quanzhen Sect.

"You dare hit me, kid? Do you think my Quanzhen Sect has no one to rely on?"

Qiu Chuji called to his fellow disciples, including Ma Yu and Hao Datong, to use the Seven Stars Big Dipper Formation on Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan coldly replied, "Shouldn't you have been hit? I hit you to give you face and to wake you up. Someone who can't even teach his own apprentice properly deserves to call himself a hero. How dare you come to the Heroes' Gathering?"

"Who are you calling not a hero, or unworthy of being called a hero?" Qiu Chuji retorted angrily. "Are you saying this old Taoist priest is unworthy of being called a hero?"

"That's right, you're a complete coward. You can't even teach one disciple properly. Yang Kang is your disciple, right? Let's see what kind of person you've turned him into. He's a traitor who betrayed his country for personal gain and murdered his own relatives and friends."

"Uh, well, Yang Kang, he..."

"Besides Yang Kang, there is also this Yin Zhiping. More than a month ago, he went to the back mountain of the Ancient Tomb Sect and, taking advantage of Xiaolongnu being acupunctured, actually attempted to humiliate her, breaking the precept against lust."

"What?"

Qiu Chuji was shocked and exclaimed, "Is this really true?"

The matter of Yang Kang is a historical legacy, too distant to concern us with now.

But Yin Zhiping is right in front of us. Just over a month ago, he actually broke his vow of celibacy.

Is it true?

Qiu Chuji turned around angrily and loudly questioned Yin Zhiping: "Is it true? Is what he said true? You took advantage of her vulnerability and wanted to humiliate Xiaolongnu?"

Yin Zhiping knelt down with a thud and kept kowtowing to his master, feeling extremely ashamed.

"I am guilty, I am wrong. I should not have been so audacious, I should not have gone to the back mountain of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and I should not have had improper thoughts about Miss Long."

On Lin Bufan's side, the system kept ringing, frantically notifying him that rewards had been credited to his account.

Qiu Chuji was angry and resentful.

Yin Zhiping was also angry and resentful.

Young Master Lin, you certainly have a sharp tongue. You choose this moment and place to expose someone's shortcomings.

At the Heroes' Gathering, everyone is a hero, except for us, master and disciple, who are cowards?

How are we, master and disciple, supposed to save face? Are we supposed to commit suicide here?

"You wicked disciple, you worthless scoundrel."

Qiu Chuji slapped Yin Zhiping's face repeatedly.

A slap to the apprentice's face hurts the master's heart.

But we have no choice but to fight. All the heroes are watching, and we can't let them look down on us, saying that the Quanzhen sect has a false reputation and that its followers are incompetent.

The disciples either betray their country and become their fathers, or they are so lecherous that they harm girls everywhere.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

One slap after another left Yin Zhiping's face bruised and swollen like a pig's head.

Zhao Zhijing, who often clashed with Yin Zhiping and developed feelings for him through their mutual hurt, could hardly stand it anymore.

"Enough, enough," Zhu Ziliu stopped Qiu Chuji.

Unfortunately, Zhu Ziliu lacked sufficient influence and prestige.

Qiu Chuji was waiting for Guo Jing to come and dissuade him, but Guo Jing hadn't arrived yet, so he continued to punish Yin Zhiping.

"You unfilial disciple, do you know your mistake?"

"I understand, Master. I am guilty."

"That's enough, Master Qiu."

Finally, Guo Jing spoke up and stepped forward to stop him: "Give me some face. Today is a gathering of heroes, not a punishment meeting. The important matter is what matters."

“Yes, Master Qiu, important matters come first,” Zhu Ziliu echoed.

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