The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Hong Qigong said, "Child, kneel down." Huang Rong knelt down and Hong Qigong took his green bamboo rod and raised it over his head. He saluted it and placed it in her hands. Huang Rong was extremely shocked and said, "Master, you want me to be the Beggars' Clan… the Beggars' Clan…" Hong Qigong said, "Exactly, I am the 18th generation Leader of the Beggars' Clan, and you are hence the 19th Leader. Now let's thank our ancestors."

At this stage Huang Rong did not dare to disobey and could only imitate Hong Qigong's actions and bowed with both hands cupped. Hong Qigong suddenly coughed and spat out some phlegm which landed on Huang Rong's clothes. Huang Rong was secretly sad and thought, "Master's injuries are indeed serious – he doesn't even have the strength to spit properly." She pretended that nothing was amiss, however. He sighed, "When the Beggars pay obeisance to you in future, there will be a disgusting ritual. Ah, this will be hard on you."

Huang Rong smiled, thinking, "The beggars are filthy and rough, how could any of that be missing?" Hong Qigong drew a long breath. His face was pale but in his heart it was as though he has just put down a large rock and he was very pleased. Huang Rong helped him lie down. He said, "Now that you're the Leader, I am an Elder in the Clan. Although the Elders are respected by the Leader, but when there's something to be done the Leader has to give the order. This rule was laid down by our Ancestors, so you must follow it to the letter. When the Leader relays an order, all the beggars must obey you."

Huang Rong became depressed and worried, thinking, "On this deserted island, I don't know how we can return to the Central Plains. Moreover Brother Jing is dead, and I have no desire to live, but suddenly Master wants me to be some whatever Clan Leader and command all the beggars under the sky, how on Earth am I going to do that?" But when she saw her master's condition, she did not want to worry him further, so she could only agree to anything he proposed.

Hong Qigong said, "On the 15th day of the 7th month of this year, the 4 Elders of our Clan will hold a gathering at the lakeside Cave-Courtyard of the Yue Yang City to hear my announcement for the new Leader. You only need to bring the bamboo rod there and they will understand my intention. Every matter within the Clan will be dealt with by the 4 Elders, so I can leave it to them. But I have to send you this adorable doll into the midst of the filthy beggars; this is really hard on you."

He then laughed heartily but because of his injury, he coughed before he finished laughing. Huang Rong massaged his back for a while before he stopped coughing. Hong Qigong sighed, "This old beggar is really useless now, ah, I don't know when I'll recover, so I have to rush into teaching you the [Dog Beating Skill]." Huang Rong was wondering why this rod skill had such a horrible name. She then thought that no matter how fierce a dog could be, she could kill it with one punch, so she saw no need to learn this skill, but her master was gravely serious, so she could only agree.

Hong Qigong said, "Although you are now the Clan Leader, you don't have to change your personality; if you want to be playful and mischevious, go ahead and be, we are all beggars, we have no restrictions and we do as we please. If this won't do and that won't do, we might as well be judges and ministers. If you do not think highly of the [Dog Beating Skill], just say it simply!"

Huang Rong laughed, "Disciple is wondering what kind of dog could be so tenacious that it requires a specialised skill to handle it." Hong Qigong said, "Now that you're the head of all the beggars, you'll have to act like one. With your rich dress and your rich girl's attitude, the dog would be only too pleased to listen to you, why would you need to hit it? But if us beggars run into such dogs the it's a different story. The old saying is: the poor not armed with rods get bullied by dogs. You have never been poor, you don't know what it's like to be one."

Huang Rong clapped and laughed, "Master, you're wrong here!" Hong Qigong was perplexed and asked, "Why?" Huang Rong said, "On the 3rd month of this year, I escaped from Peach Blossom Island to play, and I disguised myself as a beggar. Whenever there are fierce dogs bothering me, all I have to do is give them a kick and they would scramble away." Hong Qigong said, "Yup, if the dog is too fierce then you'd have to use a rod to hit it."

Huang Rong thought, "What dog could be so fierce?" Then she realised and shouted, "Ah, yeah, bad guys are dogs too!" Hong Qigong smiled and said, "You're really clever. If…" He originally wanted to said that Guo Jing did not know, but his heart turned sour and he stopped.

When Huang Rong heard him stop midway, she understood what he was thinking and felt bitterness in her heart and wanted to cry out loud, but now Hong Qigong needed her help and she seemed all grown-up while Hong Qigong seemed like a youth, so she controlled herself and only turned her head away. The tears, however, dropped like pearls.

Hong Qigong was as sad as her, so he knew that consoling her was useless, so he talked about serious matters, saying, "The 36 moves of the [Dog Beating Skill] was created by our Ancestors and can only be passed down from one Clan Leader to the next without letting anyone else know about the skill. Our Clan's 3rd Leader far surpassed future Leaders and so he greatly improved this skill. After hundreds of years, when our Clan faces any strong opposition, our Leader would personally come forward and use this skill to defeat our enemies."

Huang Rong started to pay attention and then sighed softly, asking, "Master, when you were fighting with Western Poison on the boat, why didn't you use it?" Hong Qigong said, "This skill is very important in our clan, and even if I didn't use it, he may not have won. Who'd know he could be so despicable as to poison me after I saved his life?" Huang Rong saw that he was becoming depressed, so she tried to distract him and said, "Master, please teach me so that I can kill him to avenge you."

Hong Qigong made a stone-faced laugh and picked up a piece of firewood and leaned against the rock wall. He recited the formula and executed the steps, thus passing down all 36 moves to her. He knew Huang Rong was extremely intelligent but was afraid that he would not live long, so he passed everything down to her in one shot. Although the name of the [Dog Beating Skill] was crude, the changes within were subtle and the techniques profound, and was one of the best martial arts skills ever created. It was thus that this skill was passed down like a precious heirloom.

Although Huang Rong was very clever, she could only remember the general picture and had forgotten some of the finer details. How could she understand the skill in such a short time? After he was done, Hong Qigong took a deep breath amidst his sweat and said, "I didn't teach well, but… that's all I can do now." With a groan he collapsed and fainted. Huang Rong was shocked and shouted, "Master! Master!" She hurriedly supported him up but felt that his limbs were cold and his breathing was weak; he seemed somewhat beyond hope.

Huang Rong was severely tried for the past few days but now she could not cry. She listened to his heart beat and found it barely audible so she quickly massaged his chest to aid his breathing. Just at this critical moment, she heard noises behind her and a hand stretched out to reach for her wrist. She was concentrating fully on saving her master and did not even notice when Ouyang Ke entered the cave. Now she forgot that the person behind her was a vicious wolf and just said naturally, "Master may not make it, think of something to save him."