Zhao Zhijing was angry; his voice became even louder and said, âI asked you a question, you dare to not reply?â
Yang Guo said, âWhatever master wants me to say, Iâll say it.â
Zhao Zhijing heard that he was disrespectful, he could not hold his temper anymore, he hit him across the face and left a deep red mark. Yang Guo cried out, and began to cry and ran away. Zhao Zhijing quickly followed and caught him, and asked, âWhere are you going?â
Yang Guo said, âLet go of me, I donât want to learn from you.â
Zhao Zhijing was irate and shouted, âBastard, what did you say?â
Yang Guo immediately became bold, and shouted, âRotten Taoist, you dog, you can kill me!â
A disciple master relationship was looked upon as very significant, in the world of Wulin; a disciple master relationship was the same as a father son relationship. If the master wanted to kill the student, the disciple would not dare to resist. Yang Guo had dared to insult his teacher, it was a rarely seen and rarely heard event; it was treason and heresy. Zhao Zhijingâs face turned yellow, he raised his hand and wanted to give him another slap. Yang Guo suddenly jumped up, and grabbed his arm, and bit on his right index finger. After Yang Guo had received Ou Yangfengâs method of practicing internal energy, he practiced it occasionally; he now had a decent foundation. Zhao Zhijing was angry, and didnât have his guard up against a small child. Being grabbed and fiercely bitten, he couldnât move and his finger was in pain; he couldnât endure it. Zhao Zhijing raised his left fist and heavily hit Yang Guo on the shoulder, and shouted, âDo you want to die? Let go!? Yang Guo was furious, even if he were threatened by swords and spears he would not let go, but he felt pain in his shoulder. His teeth bit even harder, a âkaâ sound was heard, he had bitten through the bone. He shouted, âAh!â and fiercely threw a left fist at Yang Guoâs head, and made him faint. He opened his jaw and took out his right index finger. He saw his hand was full of fresh blood, though he managed to fix his finger back into place, his finger would not have the strength that it used to have. This will affect his kung fu, he became furious and kicked Yang Guo a few times.
He ripped some cloth of Yang Guoâs sleeve, and wrapped it around his wound. He took a look around, it was lucky that no one was about. He thought that if someone saw this, it would be spread throughout the Jianghu world that Quanzhenâs Zhao Zhijingâs finger was bitten off by his little disciple; he would lose all his respect. He then went and filled a basin with cold water and splashed it over Yang Guo to wake him up. When Yang Guo woke, he was like a madman and wanted to fight again. Zhao Zhijing grabbed his chest and shouted, âAnimal, you really donât want to live do you?â
Yang Guo shouted, âScoundrel, rotten Taoist, calling me an animal, after being beaten to the ground by my Uncle Guo and eating faeces off the floor, begging for mercy wonât help your descendants; youâre the animal!â
Zhao Zhijing extended his right palm and hit him again. He kept his guard up, if Yang Guo wanted to attack him, how could he get near? In the wink of an eye he kicked him a few times. If Zhao Zhijing wanted to hurt him, it would be too easy, but he remembered that Yang Guo was his disciple. If he hurt him badly, how would he answer if my master or martial uncles asked about it? Yang Guo ferociously attacked, as if Zhao Zhijing was his most hated person in the world; although he was punched and kicked, and couldnât bear the pain, he did not intend to back down.
Zhao Zhijing punched and kicked him, though in his heart there was some feelings of regret. He saw that although he was bruised all over, he became bolder as he fought. In the end he had no other choice but to stretch out his left finger and touched the side of his body, sealing his pressure point. Yang Guo lay down on the ground and wasnât able to move, but his eyes were full of hate and fury.
Zhao Zhijing said, âYou ingrate, do you submit now?â Yang Guo stared at him, with no intent to submit. Zhao Zhijing sat on a rock and recovered his breath. It was as if he had just dueled with a highly skilled opponent, fighting until he was out of breath. At the moment it wasnât because his arms and legs were tired, it was because he was troubled.
One disciple, one master; both looked at each other angrily, Zhao Zhijing tried to think of a good punishment for the rebel child, in the middle of his thoughts, he suddenly heard the bell ringing; it was the leader calling to gather the students. Zhao Zhijing was startled; he turned to Yang Guo and said, âIf you donât cause anymore trouble, then Iâll let you go.â He extended his finger and unsealed his pressure point. Yang Guo immediately jumped up and leaped at him. Zhao Zhijing stepped aside two steps, and said, âI wonât hit you, how about that?â
Yang Guo said, âYou wonât ever hit me again?â
Zhao Zhijing heard the bell ringing was becoming urgent, and didnât dare to procrastinate and said, âIf you are obedient, why should I hit you?â
Yang Guo said, âFine, if you wonât hit me, Iâll call you master. If you hit me again, I wonât ever acknowledge you are my master.â
Zhao Zhijing was angry, but he put on a smile and nodded his head, and said, âThe leader is summoning everyone, quickly follow me.â He saw that Yang Guoâs sleeve was ripped, his face swollen, he was afraid that someone will ask what happened so he cleaned him up, took his hand, and quickly went to the assembly at the front of the palace.
Zhao Zhijing and Yang Guo arrived, and both went into their respective groups. Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi were sitting in front of them. Ma Yu clapped his hand three times, and the clearly said, âElder Chang and the Sage of Tranquility have sent news from Shanxi, and said the business they are attending to has become really troublesome. My two apprentice brothers and I have decided that elder Eternal Spring (Qiu Chuji) and elder Shining Jade (Wang Chuyi) will take along ten disciples and immediately set off to rendezvous with them.â The rest of the Taoists all looked at each other, some were startled, and others were excited. Qiu Chuji then called out the names of ten disciples, and then said, âEveryone get prepared, you will leave with elder Shining Jade and I first thing tomorrow. The rest of you are dismissed.â The Taoists were dismissed; they quietly discussed the news amongst themselves. âThat Li Mochou is just a woman, how powerful can she be? Even elder Eternal Life Martial Uncle Liu canât handle her.â Another said, âIsnât the Sage of Tranquility Martial Uncle Sun a woman? There are capable women, donât be surprised.â Another Taoist said, âNow that Elder Qiu and Elder Wang are going, that Li Mochou wonât be able to do anything.â
Qiu Chuji went over to Zhao Zhijing and said to him, âOriginally I wanted to take you along, but Iâm worried that Guoâerâs progress in martial arts will suffer, so you will stay here.â He then saw the wounds on Yang Guoâs face, and was startled, and said, âWhatâs this? Who have you been fighting with?â
Zhao Zhijing was afraid, he knew that if Martial Uncle Qiu found out what happened, he would be severely scolded; he looked at Yang Guo and signaled to him with his eyes. Yang Guo had already decided what to do, when he saw the worried expression on Zhao Zhijing, he didnât let him know what he was doing and didnât respond to his pleas.