When Gu Shengchao was young, he heard from his father that his ancestors were disciples of the Iron Arm Sect. They had a decisive battle because of a conflict with another sect, and were hunted down after the failure. They had no choice but to hide in the countryside to make a living.
It's just that the housekeeper Zhao Yinhu killed his parents, and he wandered around the world without a chance to practice.
Fortunately, she and Liu Ximei found the "Iron Arm Magic" left behind by Iron Arm Gate in an abandoned stone chamber. Liu Ximei was good at female beauty and discovered the secret hidden in the book by chance.
Otherwise, Gu Shengchao would also be eager to have the kung fu inherited from his family.
The records on the walls of the stone chamber also confirm that the story passed down orally from our ancestors is true.
At this moment, meeting the descendants of the Iron Arm Sect in a foreign land, I felt an inexplicable sense of closeness in my heart.
The two men fought for more than ten moves on the high platform, and Gu Shengchao saw some clues.
The man with bare hands only used a few moves over and over again. Several moves could have been used consecutively to increase the power, but he chose not to use them. Instead, he pieced together a few moves and was left in a passive situation.
Relying on the invulnerability of martial arts and fighting hard, I have persisted until now.
Even so, the opponent's heavy wooden sword kept slashing at his head, shoulders, chest and back. Even if there were no fatal injuries, it still made him dizzy and almost unable to support himself.
Living in the world since childhood, Gu Shengchao has witnessed the decline of many sects, all of which are related to conservatism and complacency.
Regardless of which sect, the more the master is worried that his disciples will surpass him and cause unnecessary trouble and danger, the faster the sect will wither.
It is inevitable for a disciple to surpass his master, but if the cart is put before the horse, and the master suppresses his disciples at all costs for the sake of his own face and authority, the end result will be that things get worse and worse, and the sect begins to plummet, never to return to its original prosperity.
Gu Shengchao saw the danger and said to Fang Ju: "This person has some connections with me and we can't abandon him."
After he finished speaking, he used the skills of the Five Soul Formation, and kept moving and flashing in and out of the crowded crowd. People only felt an afterimage passing by, and the breeze blew across their faces, and he disappeared.
As soon as they came to the stage, the scene of the competition had already changed.
The man was struck violently by the sword and his mind was knocked unconscious. Seeing the sword strike again, he grabbed the blade and back of the knife and violently smashed it away.
The big knife broke with a "click".
He was rejoicing, but he forgot to seal the door in time. He was kicked in the chest by the opponent and fell down to the high platform.
The onlookers were afraid of being hit, so they all moved away and no one dared to step forward to respond.
Just when he was about to fall onto rocks of different sizes, Gu Shengchao arrived just in time to hold him in his arms, rolled him backwards to relieve the force of his fall, and let him down smoothly, and the two stood side by side.
The man was already dizzy in mid-air. After standing up, he felt the world was spinning. He staggered a few steps before he could stand still.
He looked at Gu Shengchao in confusion, looking at this young man of similar age to himself, and it took him a cup of tea to realize what had just happened.
"Thank you for your help, little brother. I'm very grateful." The man thanked him with his hands.
Gu Shengchao patted him on the shoulder gently: "Just wait, I will vent this bad breath for you right now."
He looked up and saw that he could jump up to the high platform with just one jump. In order not to be too ostentatious, he finally walked up the stairs next to him.
When you come to the top, you must first sign up. This process is simple. Just fill in your name on the paper, and no one will ask whether it is your real name.
Various wooden weapons were placed next to them. Gu Shengchao glanced at them and went straight to the center of the field. He first saluted Tian Mang and several other eunuchs, and then said: "The brother who just won, I would like to learn from you. "
Tian Mang smiled and said: "Everyone only has one game that day. If you lose, you will be eliminated and if you win, we will fight again tomorrow. If you win today, you still need luck to meet him tomorrow."
At this time, another man came forward with an ax in each hand. He raised the two axes and clashed them provocatively towards the ancient saint. He said contemptuously: "Little brother, go get your weapons quickly."
Ancient Sage Chao cupped his hands and said, "Chengrang, my ancestor was once a disciple of the Iron Arm Sect, so feel free to cut him down."
Everyone in the audience could hear this loud voice clearly. Others did not take it seriously, but the man who fell down was shocked. He looked at Gu Shengchao with admiration and stood in the audience holding his breath and watching intently.
The two people on the high platform were ready, and one person waved a red flag to indicate that the game could start.
The man opposite couldn't wait any longer and stepped forward with two axes in his hands, taking turns to chop at them.
Gu Shengchao only used the most basic skills of the Iron Arm Magic, and did not condense armor on the surface of his skin.
Firstly, there is no need for the weapon to be made of wood, and secondly, it is not a life and death battle, so it is better to have some reservations.
Even so, there was nothing he could do with the pair of axes holding Gu Shengchao.
He blocked with both arms high, like two iron rods blocking the attack of the double axe.
Unlike the man who just resisted, after Gu Shengchao adapted to the axe's moves, his fists were like two hammers, which forced the opponent to retreat continuously, leaving him unable to parry.
"good."
Some people applauded when they saw the wonderful things.
As the saying goes, "Experts watch the door, laymen watch the excitement." Others simply applauded Gu Shengchao, but the man who fell just now was extremely excited. He also saw that Gu Shengchao was indeed a master of iron arm skills, and he was even better than him. Jingchun, whose strength was far above him, watched more carefully.
When the battle was at its peak, Gu Shengchao smashed his fists onto the axe, and the huge axe turned into a pile of sawdust and scattered and fell in the air.
While the opponent was in shock, Gu Shengchao's fist had passed through the flying sawdust and stopped between the opponent's eyebrows.
After being stunned for a moment, the man was convinced that he had lost and said: "I am inferior to others in terms of skills, so I am willing to lose."
"Concession, concession."
Gu Shengchao bowed his hands and bowed slowly before retreating. Someone gave him a wooden sign with strange symbols painted on it, waiting for another fight tomorrow.
When they came to the audience, the man who had been waiting for him just now walked out of the dense crowd behind Gu Shengchao. Then he raised his hands and said politely: "Brother, please stay here. Please bow to me."
Gu Shengchao stopped and returned the greeting: "Brother, you're welcome. It was just a small effort, not worth mentioning."
"If I'm not mistaken, my brother's kung fu comes from the 'Iron Arm Gate'?" the man said cautiously.
Gu Shengchao smiled lightly and said: "That's natural. If our kung fu hadn't come from the same origin, I wouldn't have helped you for no reason."
After hearing this, the man hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to kneel down and worship, saying, "Disciple Ma Guanshan, please accept me as your disciple and teach him Iron Arm Sect Kung Fu."
This sudden change left Gu Shengchao at a loss.
He thought that his kung fu was still far behind, and his skills could be improved by studying with famous teachers.
Suddenly someone wanted to worship him as his teacher, which was completely unexpected.
In a hurry, Gu Shengchao also knelt down in front of Ma Guanshan: "Brother, please get up quickly, you are going to hurt me like this."
Ma Guanshan almost cried when he saw Gu Shengchao kneeling down and worshiping him, "Brother, don't be like this. I am sincere in my apprenticeship and there is no joke."
Seeing that Gu Shengchao was unwilling to agree, he took out a dagger from his arms, which frightened Gu Shengchao, thinking that he was going to kill him because he failed to become his disciple.
With tears in his eyes, Ma Guanshan said sadly: "My parents died one after another because I was not good at studying. I originally thought that the Iron Arm Sect was on its own and failed to live up to my parents' expectations. Only when I saw my brother today did I realize that there are people outside the world, and the Iron Arm Sect still has deep roots. Ye Mao, a useless person like me is ashamed of our ancestors, so we should just die."
He grabbed the dagger and stabbed himself in the chest.
The ancient sage was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to stop him before he could make a move. The tip of the dagger only penetrated half of his skin, and there was no serious harm.
Ma Guanshan cried bitterly: "I am a stupid person. My father taught me carefully to make me stand out, but I wasted my time. When my parents died and regretted it, I realized that everything was over and I could never go back to the past. I just saw my brother’s outstanding martial arts skills, and I remembered my parents’ teachings, and I regretted it!”
Seeing his grief-stricken look, Gu Shengchao helped him up with a soft heart and said: "Brother, don't be sad. I only know a little about the skills of the Iron Arm Gate. As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you."
"Really?" Ma Guanshan burst into laughter and stared at Gu Shengchao in disbelief.
"Seriously, a real man will stick to his word and it's hard to catch up with him." Gu Shengchao assured.
"me……"
Ma Guanshan was surprised and happy, and didn't know what to do.
"Which team are you in? Who is the young master or the military advisor?" Gu Shengchao patted him on the shoulder.
Ma Guanshan named two names that Gu Shengchao had never heard of before.
"My current son is Lu Baokui, and my military advisor is Zhou Hualiang."
Mentioning Zhou Hualiang, Ma Guanshan said: "I know this man. He was originally the military advisor of our team. Later, Master Tianqing was killed and the team was reorganized and I haven't seen him since."
So that’s the case, no wonder Zhou Hualiang also knew about the existence of the Iron Arm Gate.
Gu Shengchao raised his eyes and looked into the distance. There was a huge rock on the hillside to the east, which seemed to grow out of the soil and was very easy to identify.
"There, brothers, if you don't mind, we will compete over there." Gu Shengchao pointed out the direction.
"Is it okay now?" Ma Guanshan suppressed his ecstasy and asked softly, for fear that Gu Shengchao would not agree.
"No problem." Gu Shengchao readily agreed, and the two of them climbed up the hillside together. The flat surface of the boulder was a natural training ground.
Ma Guanshan's kung fu was sparse, but fortunately he found his way back and learned from the ancient sage Chao without slacking off.
For three consecutive days, the two practiced kung fu on the boulder when they had free time.
During this period, the opponents the Ancient Sages encountered in the competition were also in the Three-legged Cat Kungfu, and they could easily win.
At one watch in the evening, at Ma Guanshan's request, Gu Shengchao accompanied him to practice on the boulder.
After giving instructions on the essentials and formulas, Gu Shengchao sat cross-legged and slowly released his senses.
He guessed that Shui Linglong and the others would never give up. Someone must be coming to contact him. They just took advantage of the opportunity of practicing to release their senses. Even if the people from the Tianqing Gang detected it, they would not be suspicious.
But contrary to expectations, after an hour there was still nothing.
It was getting late, and Ma Guanshan said goodbye and went back. Just as Gu Shengchao was about to get up and leave, he suddenly caught a hint of familiar breath.
The breath was fleeting, but it also pointed the direction to Gu Shengchao.
"It's Wan Yanxi, they are finally here."
The ancient sage was overjoyed.
