Yang Guo was slightly more relaxed and said, âGu Gu, weâll go back to the tomb first, then Iâll come back and kill the two Taoists.â Xiao Longnu had no strength and lay limp in his arms. Yang Guo advanced in large steps, and went past the two Taoists. Zhen Zhibing stood there like a statue.
Zhao Zhijing laughed and said, âApprentice brother Zhen, your dream lover and that man over there have just done dirty things; you want to kill me, you should kill him!â Zhen Zhibing didnât take any notice and didnât reply.
Yang Guo heard the words âdone dirty thingsâ, although he didnât know exactly what he meant, he knew it was an insult and he was furious. He lightly put Xiao Longnu down and rested her against a tree and took a branch in his hand, and pointed to Zhao Zhijing and shouted, âWhat rubbish are you talking about?â
Two years had passed, Yang Guo had changed from a small child to a tall young man, at first Zhao Zhijing didnât know who he was, when he heard him a second time and saw his face under the moonlight, he recognized it was his disciple. He had been made to fall by him and was angry, he saw his body was exposed and shouted, âYang Guo, so itâs you, you little bastard!â
Yang Guo said, âYou can insult me, but why are you insulting my Gu Gu?â
Zhao Zhijing laughed and said, âEveryone knows the Ancient Tomb sect is a female sect, skills are only passed on to women and not men, all of them are pure and untouched virgins, but itâs a filthy sect, secretly hiding a man, doing these things in the open!â
Xiao Longnu had just wakened up and heard what he said, and was alarmed. Her chi had begun to flow normally but now it flowed the opposite way, her chi and air were both stimulated and she knew that she was suffering from internal injuries. She could only shout âYou talk rubbish, we have notâŠâ before she spat out blood violently from her mouth.
Zhen Zhibing and Yang Guo were worried when they saw this, and both of them rushed closer.
Zhen Zhibing said, âHow are you?â and bent down to take a closer look at her injuries.
Yang Guo knew that he wanted to harm her and pushed him in the chest with his left hand. Zhen Zhibing moved his palm to block it. Yang Guo was familiar with every stance of Quanzhenâs kung fu, he turned his palm over and grabbed his wrist, he first pulled and then let go, and tossed him away.
At present, Yang Guoâs kung fu could not actually compare with that of Zhen Zhibing, and if Yang Guo fought with other sectâs fighters who were of the same ability as Zhen Zhibing he would definitely have lost. But years ago Lin Chaoying had invented techniques to counter Quanzhenâs, every stance matched every stance. Since she invented these techniques they had never been used in practice, so Quanzhenâs disciples do not know that there is a kung fu which is the âBlack Starâ of theirs. Yang Guo now used it. Zhen Zhibing was not prepared and wasnât concentrating, and didnât have any way to respond; although he didnât fall, he was flung over six meters and was standing next to Zhao Zhijing.
Yang Guo said, âGu Gu, ignore them, Iâll take you back to the tomb first.â
Xiao Longnu struggled for air as she said, âNo; kill those two so they canâtâŠcanât talk about me outside.â
Yang Guo said, âFine.â He leapt out at them, his branch pointing at Zhao Zhijingâs chest. Zhao Zhijing didnât care about Yang Guo and waved his sword, cutting down at his branch. He didnât know that Yang Guo was using the âBlack Starâ of Quanzhenâs sword skills; the branch swiveled past and struck the pressure point on Zhao Zhijingâs wrist. Zhao Zhijingâs wrist went numb, and he secretly cursed. Yang Guoâs left hand chopped across, aiming for his left cheek, this was an extremely strange move, and it was the most unexpected. If Zhao Zhijing wanted to keep his sword, he would have to straighten his head and suffer the chop, if he wanted to avoid the chop, the sword will definitely be lost.
Zhao Zhijing was skilled, although he was in a precarious situation he kept calm, he let go of his sword and ducked his head, if he followed it with a left palm, he will be able to get his sword back in the blink of an eye. He could not have guessed that years ago Lin Chaoying had thought of how the enemy would react, and developed techniques to counter any changes, no matter how good, clever or lethal, any of highly skilled Quanzhen fighters were. Zhao Zhijing felt that he made the best decision possible, and would allow him to definitely gain victory from the jaws of defeat. But he didnât know that Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo had learned all the techniques that would counter their changes.
Yang Guo removed the enemyâs weapon and saw his left palm move, and knew what he was going to do; he pushed the sword forward, aiming to pierce the opponentâs wrist. Zhao Zhijing was alarmed and quickly moved his arm back. Yang Guo pointed the sword tip at his chest and shouted, âGet down!â as his left leg hooked out. Zhao Zhijing was afraid of being pierced and had to move, he was hooked and fell backwards. Yang Guo raised the sword, wanting to thrust at his stomach.
Suddenly, a wind came from behind him, a sword was approaching and someone shouted out, âYou dare to kill your master?â That stance was to attack first and then allow him to rescue Zhao Zhijing, Yang Guo was in the middle of an angry attack but could still see what was happening, and he immediately parried it with his sword, the two swords clashed. Zhen Zhibing saw that the sword was extremely fast and couldnât help from secretly praising it, and suddenly felt his sword going out of his control, sticking to the opponentâs sword. Alarmed, he quickly circulated his chi to get it back. His internal energy was profound, the two competed, and Yang Guoâs sword was lead along. He didnât know that Yang Guo lured him into doing this, he held the sword for a split second before letting go, his arms straightened and he attacked the enemyâs chest. At that point the sword handle rebounded up, two palms and a sword, the three of them with the same intent, even if Zhen Zhibingâs skills were higher, he would not be able to block this extremely strange attack.
At this time, Zhen Zhibing could only throw away his sword and send out his own palms, he quickly put his hands across his chest to block this move, but because his arms were too bent, he could not put any strength in them. Yang Guoâs internal energy wasnât high enough and wasnât able to break his arms with this move, but was still able to strike his chest painfully. Zhen Zhibingâs arms became numb; he moved back three steps and circulated his chi to protect the important pressure points in his chest. Zhao Zhijing got up. The two swords were in Yang Guoâs hand, and he attacked both of them.
In just a few moves, the two of them were made to hurry around and scamper by a teenager; they were both afraid and angry and didnât dare be careless. The two of them stood up, and used their palms skills; they only defended and didnât attack. They wanted to find out more about their opponentâs techniques before doing anything. Although Yang Guo had weapons to fight against his empty handed opponents, the two defended tightly, and werenât being beaten as badly as they were at the start. The âJade Heart Manualâsâ sword techniques did not have any stances that countered Quanzhenâs fists and kicks. Lin Chaoying wanted to defeat Wang Chongyangâs techniques completely, she felt that using weapons to defeat his hand to hand combat techniques was unfair and below her so she did not give it any thought. That, plus the fact that the Taoists internal energy was well above Yang Guoâs, and since all they cared about was to remain undefeated, Yang Guoâs swipes and chops did not have much effect, and eventually he began to lose.