Daâerba called out, âIâm the victor!â He pulled back his rod and placed it on the ground vertically, his arms folded and bowed to him. Though he won, he didnât dare to lose his manners in front of his senior apprentice brother.
Yang Guo also used Tibetan to say, âIâm the victor!â He shot the broken sword towards him.
Daâerba moved his body to avoid it, he was alarmed, âHow did senior apprentice brother win? Could it be that stance was a decoy, a trap?
He saw Yang Guo dashing forward empty handed moving his hands; Daâerba didnât dare to hesitate and quickly used his golden rod to protect his body.
In the ancient tomb, Yang Guo learned palm techniques from Xiao Longnu; he reached a state where his two palms could keep eighty one sparrows within his control, not letting one fly away. This âForce of Nets Above and Snares Belowâ is a secret skill of Lin Chaoyingâs; it had never left Mount Zhongnan one-step. Now as it was used, indeed it was extremely soft, continuous and unyielding, though he was empty handed, the power of it was not inferior to the power he had when he was equipped with a sword. Daâerbaâs golden rod created gusts of winds as he used it, but Yang Guo used extremely high lightness kung fu to move around within the spaces of the rod. Though danger was always within a hairâs breadth, the golden rod was not able to touch him at all. He clawed, hacked, slashed and chopped, within his little trapping hand stances as he used the âForce of Nets Above and Snares Belowâ for attack after attack.
After another while, Daâerbaâs strength increased, Yang Guo too got quicker and nimbler. During his time in the ancient tomb, he had refined his internal energy on the chilled jade bed, now in the middle of battle, the internal energy he spent years refining surged forward and showed itself.
Xiao Longnu sat on the stone rock next to the pillar with a slight smile on her face as she watched the two fight. She saw that Yang Guo had fought for a long time without losing, from her pockets, she took out a pair of snow white gloves and called out, âGuo Er, catch them!â Her right hand waved out and shot the gloves towards Yang Guo.
The pair of white gloves was made from very fine and very strong white gold silk, though it was thin, no type of precious blades or sharp swords could harm it.
When Hao Datong saw the white gloves in the air, his face changed slightly. Years ago at Chongyang Palace, Xiao Longnu wore these gloves to break his sword, forcing him to almost commit suicide. When he saw them again, he couldnât stop himself from being disturbed.
Yang Guo caught the gloves, retreated a step, and he quickly put them on. He used the Ancient Tombâs sect most ingenious and exquisite kung fu the âBeautiful Maiden Fistâ. He had used a few stances from this fist technique before to help Lu Wushuang against her enemies; forcing the Beggar Clan members to retreat. Every stance of this technique is meant to take the aura and impression of a famous beautiful women of the past. Originally, when a male uses it, the stances do not look elegant at all. But when Yang Guo was studying this technique he had changed some of the appearance of the stances; the names and fist techniques were the same, but in the interval between palms and kicks, he changed its delicate and enchanting air into something graceful and stylish.
The heroes who were watching became even more perplexed; they saw him suddenly move and then suddenly stop; his expression and aura changing, it was extremely mystifying.
A womanâs state of mind goes through many things, many changes. Along with the different extraordinary characters of each of the famous historic woman, came laughter, as brows were knitted, joy with worry; it was even more difficult to understand and surmise. Incorporating the hundreds and thousand year old feelings of these beautiful woman into martial arts, and then adding stances that reflect the beauty of goddesses, the mystery surrounding angels; how could ordinary people understand it?
Yang Guo used a stance of âHong Yu Beats the Drumâ his two arms attacking one after the other; Daâerba raised his rod and attacked. Yang Guo changed into âHong Fu Hurries in the Nightâ, unexpectedly he charged forward. Daâerba pushed his rod down vertically to block it. Yang Guo suddenly used âLuu Zhuâs Falling Buildingâ; he threw himself onto the ground and attacked his lower body.
Daâerba was shocked and thought, âHow come senior apprentice brotherâs stances are so hard to comprehend?â He quickly leapt up and avoided his left palmâs hack. Yang Guoâs palms kept on attacking downwards without stop; it was the stance of âWen Ji Returns to Her Manâ, in total there were eighteen palms.
Every stance of his had a background to it; Daâerba is a Tibetan monk, so how could he know about these histories of the central plains? In a flash he was forced to suddenly go high and then low, east and then west, his arms and legs were all over the place. With the Golden Silk Gloves, whenever Yang Guo had the chance he would use the stances âHong Xian Steals the Boxâ, âMu Lan Curved Bowâ, âBan Jiâs Poemâ and âChang E Steals Medicineâ to snatch away Daâerbaâs golden rod, forcing him to roar incessantly, looking embarrassed. The heroes were delighted and called out and cheered to support him.
Jinlun Fawang saw that his discipleâs martial arts were definitely better than this young manâs, but because he was afraid, he kept on allowing the opponent to attack and was forced back embarrassingly. He shouted with a stern tone, âQuickly use the âSupreme Strength Rod Techniqueâ!â
Daâerba replied, âYes!â He held the rodâs handle with one hand and started to move it around. Using one hand to move the rod was already frightening, now he used the strength in his two hands and the strength in his waist at the same time; the gusts of winds created by the rod were even louder.
The âSupreme Strength Rod Techniqueâ does not have many variations; there are only eight sweeping stances, and eight thrusting stances, sixteen stances in total, but when the sixteen stances were used repeatedly, sweeping and thrusting, it forced Yang Guo farther away as he avoided it. He didnât dare to meet the gusts of wind created by the rod let alone meeting the rod itself.
After Diancang Yuyinâs oar broke, he had refused to accept his defeat, but when he saw the power of the âSupreme Strength Rod Techniqueâ, he pondered on the fact that his oar stances did not contain anything as fierce and wild as this, he couldnât help but give his respect to him.
After another period of fighting, several candles in the main hall were extinguished by the wind created by Daâerbaâs rod. Yang Guo just used his lightness kung fu to leap and jump around all over the place, just dodging and evading, but now that he was concentrating on avoiding the rod attacks, how could he attack? All of the heroes of the central plains were afraid and didnât make a sound, the Mongolian warriors all cheered thunderously.
Yang Guo was faced with no other choice but to keep on retreating, in a short time he was forced into the corner of the hall. He wanted to change his stances but there was no way for him to do so.
This âSupreme Strength Rod Techniqueâ causes one to carry some degree of blind fury, once this became evident in Daâerba, he forgot that he was fighting his reincarnated senior apprentice brother. He saw that Yang Guo had nowhere else to retreat, and then shouted out, âDie!â The golden rod swept across, a ferocious explosion noise was heard, smoke and dust filled the air, and a large hole was made in the wall of hall.