Offstage, after he was out of sight of everyone on the stage, Yang Guo struggled and broke free from Li Mochou's restraints.
"Aunt!" Yang Guo glared at Li Mochou in dissatisfaction: "I don't want to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect! I just want to stay with you in the ancient tomb until we grow old..."
“Bang!”
Before Yang Guo could finish his words, Li Mochou slapped him on the forehead!
"Shut up! If you want to stay in the ancient tomb, I can accompany you, but have you ever thought about our child?!"
"ah?!"
Yang Guo opened his mouth wide and looked at Li Mochou's belly in disbelief!
He asked why his Aunt Mochou had been sleeping in a separate room from him these days. This... this...
Li Mochou watched her lover's expressions of surprise, astonishment, and a little horror and fear, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart... Find a clingy little man, it's good, he's handsome and in good health, but sometimes his sense of responsibility is not as good as that of an older man.
Forget it, it’s all my own choice. I can’t take all the benefits, right?
"Now you understand why I want you to become the leader of the Beggars' Sect, right? I can stay in the ancient tomb with you and never come out, but our child can't..."
Li Mochou persuaded earnestly: "You are now working under Gang Leader Huang, you should know how rapidly the Wulin Alliance has developed... Although you are a direct disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect and the apprentice of the eldest brother, your future status will definitely be high, but can you guarantee that our child can also have the same status as you?
If you don't strive for success while you're still young and take a high position early, do you have to wait until your child is born and then stay in the ancient tomb with us to eat dirt?"
“I…I…”
Yang Guo didn't dare to say a word when being scolded by Li Mochou. He had been hanging out in the market since he was a child, and he was not a rich kid who knew nothing... He had witnessed with his own eyes the huge class division among the children of the poor, the children of the rich, and the children of the officials!
Of course, he doesn't want his future children to be born inferior to others!
Without saying too much, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, one was taught by a famous teacher in a Mongolian tent, and the other was taught personally by the owner of Peach Blossom Island. The starting height of their lives was far beyond the reach of others!
Especially Huang Rong, who became the leader of the Beggars' Sect at the age of sixteen. Do you really think that she achieved this simply by relying on her martial arts skills and her personal background? Knowledge and intelligence are the greatest factors that allowed Huang Rong to sit firmly on the throne of the Beggars' Sect for decades!
"I see!"
The scenes of being bullied as a child, especially being insulted and beaten by the children of officials, resurfaced... Yang Guo took a deep breath and looked at Li Mochou seriously: "Aunt, don't worry, for you and the child, I, Yang Guo, will take the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect!"
As he spoke, he was full of heroism and arrogance!
Li Mochou finally nodded in satisfaction and walked over to snuggle in Yang Guo's arms: "Guo'er, it's not that Auntie wants to force you, I'm just doing this for our child..."
"Yeah...I know..."
Yang Guo hugged his wife quietly, enjoying the quiet tenderness.
....................
On the stage, Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru were defeated by the two Beggar Gang candidates.
Elder Liang stepped onto the stage with a smile and said, "The two Wu brothers were defeated, but they are both talented young men. The leader has ordered that they can join the Wulin Alliance's General Staff and study under Huang Yaoshi. I wonder if there are other talented men who would like to try their luck? Regardless of victory or defeat, showing off in front of the leader would be beneficial, wouldn't it?"
Hearing that Da Wu and Xiao Wu had joined the General Staff, countless martial artists who did not know their identities were excited. Many young people who thought they were quite good jumped onto the stage one after another to challenge the two eight-bag disciples.
How could an ordinary person defeat a peak-level post-natal master? They were all easily defeated. However, some young people with good character and good qualifications were valued by various departments of the Wulin Alliance. Many major sects were also very tempted. Many people were taken away, which made the scene even more lively.
The people on the stage were silent and watched this scene quietly... They believed that the person who deliberately killed Lu Youjiao would not let go of the position of the leader of the Beggars' Sect!
Sure enough, as the sun set and night approached, the two eight-bag disciples on the stage were exhausted, and most of the young talents who wanted to go on stage to perform had already done so. No one else wanted to go on stage. Elder Liang was delighted and wanted to jump onto the stage immediately to end the gang leader election as soon as possible!
Lu Youjiao's absence is already a sign of discord. Although the leader of the alliance has appointed the next gang leader, it is better to end it early to prevent any accidents!
"Heroes, please come in! Just now, all the heroes have displayed their superb martial arts skills. Although I, the Beggars' Sect disciple, am not very talented, I have managed to defeat them slightly. If no one steps up to challenge us, we will have to fight a civil war to decide who will be the leader! Are there any heroes in the world who would not be convinced? Are there any disciples of our sect who would object?"
He asked three times in a row, but no one in the audience said anything. Elder Liang's face lit up with joy, and just as he was about to call Yang Guo to the stage... suddenly, a voice interrupted him!
"Wait a minute, I want to try it!"
Everyone on the stage looked at each other in the direction of the voice! The main event was finally here!
As they watched, the man who had spoken did not move, but swayed slightly until he was standing at the stage entrance. Seeing him display this skill, the crowd was startled: "This guy is really skilled in martial arts! Who is that?" Thousands of eyes in the audience were focused on him.
He was dressed in a loose, ragged black robe, holding an iron staff as thick as a wine glass. His hair was tangled, his face was sallow, bloated, and covered in scars. He carried a cloth bag on his back. He was a Yiba disciple. The Beggars' Sect lacked handsome men, but this man was uglier than anyone else.
The Beggars' Gang members knew him as Master He. He was a quiet, taciturn man who followed the crowd. He had only been a member for three years and had diligently contributed to the gang's affairs, gradually rising to the rank of First-Bag Disciple. However, his martial arts skills were so low, and his talent and knowledge were so limited, that no one took him seriously. They all thought that being a First-Bag Disciple was the limit. They had never expected such a mediocre man to suddenly challenge them at this moment, and his martial arts skills were so strong that they were beyond the gang's expectations. They all wondered, "Where did Master He secretly learn all this kung fu?"
"Who is this person?"
Xiaolongnu looked at Huang Rong... Huang Rong frowned slightly. The photographic memory inherited from her mother allowed her to recognize this person at the first moment!
"This person should be the gang member brought into the gang by Elder Peng three years ago. His name is Master He!"
【Master He, I am Huo Du! 】
[Elder Peng is the one who secretly colluded with the Mongols!]
[Haha, I finally found these two guys! ]
[I knew Huo couldn't keep this secret forever. Sure enough, he won't miss this martial arts conference...]
Di Fan suddenly realized that the chapter about the gift-giving and birthday celebration in The Return of the Condor Heroes that he had read before instantly came back to him...
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