Looking at the other party's strong figure, Gu Shengchao raised his hand and said politely: "Please!"
The strong man glanced at Gu Shengchao with disdain: "When you can't bear it any longer, get out of here quickly, otherwise you will lose your arms and legs. Don't blame me for not reminding you. My name is Ge Kun, boy, remember Living."
After saying this, Ge Kun stretched out his ten halberds and grabbed the ancient sage Chao's chest.
Before the fingers reached, the strong wind had already swept over, which showed that the opponent had deep internal strength.
The ancient sage remained calm, and it was still Luck that he used the Iron Arm Magic Kung Fu to fight the enemy, but the muscles in his body were bulged as hard as iron, and no armor was condensed on the surface of his skin.
That is his secret, and he must not reveal it to anyone until the moment of life or death.
Sometimes, the more outsiders know about you, the more passive and dangerous you become.
Gu Shengchao clenched his fists with both hands, like two hammer heads facing Ge Kun's sharp claws.
There was a "bang" sound.
Accompanied by several dazzling sparks, the claws and fists collided with a metallic sound.
Gu Shengchao didn't move at all, but Ge Kun took two steps back, staring at Gu Shengchao's intact fists, his eyes widening in disbelief.
After a moment's hesitation, Ge Kun crossed his claws and pounced on Gu Shengchao's chest, and at the same time spread outwards, trying to tear his chest apart.
Although Gu Shengchao was invulnerable at the moment, his clothes couldn't withstand such brute force. His clothes were messy in front of everyone and he was defeated. He must not let the other side succeed.
Seeing Ge Kun's sharp claws reaching his chest, Gu Shengchao raised his fists and hit him hard.
"Iron Arm Magic" mainly cultivates internal skills and mental methods, and there are not many changes in moves. First, focus on "stability" and have a solid base, and then pay attention to "ruthless" shots, focusing on the power of punches to the flesh.
If not for this, the seemingly weak Liu Ximei would not have used a pair of iron fists to smash King Beitian of Wuwang Palace to death.
Ge Kun was about to succeed, but Gu Shengchao's fist came down, and the howling wind made him dare not move rashly, for fear that his fingers would be broken by the rock-hard fist.
After failing to hit the target, Ge Kun dodged and walked away. His feet were like the wind, and he turned behind the ancient sage Chao.
On the stage, many Taibao from the Tianqing Gang were watching the battle. Gu Shengchao did not want to expose his strength too early. He responded to all changes by staying the same, without looking at the opponent, and still punched.
It was this seemingly clumsy method that forced Ge Kun to have no choice but to dodge again.
After dozens of moves, a funny scene appeared on the scene. Ge Kun, who seemed to be active, circled around Gu Shengchao, waiting for an opportunity to make a move. Gu Shengchao in the middle seemed to be passive, always hitting the opponent with simple and rough fists and keeping him away. Every time he makes a feint and then retreats, unable to get close at all.
The onlookers were impatient and shouted: "You should beat me, the children are playing house."
"Come on the one in the middle, don't stand there all the time!"
"The one on the side rushed up quickly, looked dizzy while spinning around, and then just went up and did it."
In the deadlock, Ge Kun was the first to lose his composure. He spread his claws and rubbed his body.
Gu Shengchao was still waving his fists and smashing them randomly. Ge Kun was not impatient and fought with him hand to hand, using grappling techniques to trap him.
After twenty or thirty moves, Gu Shengchao gradually became familiar with Ge Kun's grappling techniques, which were nothing more than point, lock, buckle, twist, wrap, lean, throw, etc. They seemed fancy, but the effect was far inferior to Bei Hu's. Wrestling is practical.
Thinking of this, while Gu Shengchao recalled the method of close wrestling by Xian Yutie, the first warrior of Beihu, he still smashed his fists randomly to prevent the opponent from getting close.
He secretly poured his inner strength into his fists, deliberately exposing flaws behind his back.
Ge Kun was overjoyed and rushed behind Gu Shengchao. He put his hands on his shoulders and tried to pick him up.
Gu Shengchao used the Thousand Jin Drop Kung Fu, but when Ge Kun caught him and saw that he hadn't moved at all, he secretly screamed that something was wrong. Just as he was about to retreat, Gu Shengchao raised his fists and hit him squarely on the chest.
"boom!"
This punch hit him squarely and Ge Kun flew backwards.
Although he was very skilled in kung fu, when he fell on the edge of the high platform and saw that he was about to fall, he nailed his feet to the platform and pulled himself over, standing firmly.
"good!"
Someone in the audience cheered.
Ge Kun was angry. He was embarrassed by making a fool of himself in public, so he naturally vented all his resentment on Gu Shengchao.
"court death!"
Ge Kun shouted loudly and flew towards Gu Shengchao.
This time he no longer dodges, even if both sides are harmed, he will kill the Ancient Saint Chao.
This desperate style of play also gave Gu Shengchao a headache, and he kept retreating. The situation that had just been dominant was immediately reversed, and it became Ge Kun chasing Gu Shengchao.
"good!"
"pretty!"
"Hit me hard!"
The people in the audience were just looking for fun. Seeing the change in the situation, they cheered and encouraged Ge Kun.
Gu Shengchao relied on his strong inner strength to retreat while waving his fists to resist.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Cang! Cang!"
Their bodies have been tempered by the true energy, and are extremely hard. Every time they fight, they are head-to-head. The profound energy stirs up on the high platform, raising dust all over the sky.
After more than a hundred moves, there was no flat land on the competition ground. It was all potholes of different sizes and depths.
The ancient sage Chao inadvertently absorbed the pure spiritual fetus in Mengyou Villa, and his inner strength can be said to be rare in the world.
He was neither impatient nor impatient, but Ge Kun on the opposite side was gradually losing his strength. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the speed and strength of his palms were not as good as before.
Gu Shengchao saw Ge Kun's embarrassment, took a few steps back and whispered: "Brother, you are not strong enough. Stop fighting. You can't win."
Ge Kun's shortcomings were discovered, and he became angry and said: "Fart, you are dead."
He barely managed to gather the last of his energy and used all his strength to attack Gu Shengchao like a storm, hoping to win with one blow.
Gu Shengchao saw his little thoughts. Behind the seemingly madness, he was already at the end of his strength and could not hold on for long.
Sure enough, it became difficult for Ge Kun to make moves, and his face became increasingly ugly.
First it turned red, then gray-black, and then turned pale, the kind of white without a trace of blood.
Gu Shengchao couldn't help but worry, lest he would show off his strength and conquer, and eventually die of exhaustion.
When Kung Fu has reached their level, it is all maintained by the Qi in the Dantian. If the Qi fails, one will be exhausted, and if the Qi is exhausted, one will die.
Gu Shengchao sighed softly and punched the opponent's shoulder decisively.
"Crack!"
Ge Kun's shoulders were shattered, and he was like a kite floating down to the audience.
Although he would fall half to death, at least he could save his life.
"good!"
"high!"
There was constant cheering from the audience.
They only saw Ge Kun's fierce offensive but suddenly lost, and thought that Gu Shengchao turned defeat into victory by luck.
Know it but don't know why.
Gu Shengchao bowed his hands to the Taibao and walked down the stairs built next to the high platform.
Ma Guanshan, who was watching the battle, was the happiest and took the lead to greet him: "Master Gu, I see clearly. I used to think that the Iron Arm Magic Kung Fu was just a boast of my father's generation. Today, I truly understand that this kung fu has great potential. I am free today, when will Master Teach me well."
Looking at his sincere eyes, Gu Shengchao couldn't refuse: "It's still that huge rock halfway up the mountain. See you after dinner."
"I'll wait for you." Ma Guanshan went back to practice happily.
In the afternoon, military advisor Zhou Hualiang led Gu Shengchao, and the two came to the tent of Taibao Zhou Chenglong.
Zhou Chenglong was very satisfied when he saw Gu Shengchao's humble attitude. He patted him on the shoulder and said contentedly: "I will make arrangements for you tomorrow to ensure that you can advance. Working with us is second, but being a human being is the first. Do you understand? ?”
"Serving the Taibao, my subordinates will be ruined." Gu Shengchao stood with his hands folded, making Zhou Chenglong like him more and more.
After coming out, seeing no one around, Zhou Hualiang calmed down and said, "Did you understand what my uncle said?"
Ancient Sage Chao nodded repeatedly: "Understand, I have no ability but no place to stay. Thanks to the appreciation of the military advisor and Taibao, I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations and work hard."
Zhou Hualiang said happily after hearing this: "My uncle will do some tricks tomorrow and choose a weak one to compete with Brother Gu. The promotion to Young Master Tianqing will be around the corner."
"Thank you to the military advisor and Taibao for your support." Gu Shengchao was polite on the surface, but he said in his heart: "Don't be too happy too early. Let you two survive for a few more days. When I get into the hands of my eldest brother, it will be easier for you."
After dinner, Gu Shengchao came to the boulder halfway up the mountain, where Ma Guanshan was already practicing hard.
"Master is here." Ma Guanshan greeted him with a smile as he jogged all the way.
Gu Shengchao waved his hand: "Forget it, you and I are still brothers, don't talk about master all the time."
Ma Guanshan said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of neglecting Brother Gu. You should not hit the smiling person with your hand. Master Gu can teach me more skills."
Gu Shengchao was also helpless and patiently taught the inner strength and mental methods of the Iron Arm Magic Kung Fu.
At the third watch, the lights of all the tents in the canyon were basically extinguished, and the two of them ended their practice for the day.
Ma Guanshan returned with satisfaction. Gu Shengchao was not tired, leaning against a tree and looking at the waning moon, thinking wildly.
He missed Wanruo who was far away in the Valley of Four Kings, Liu Ximei in the capital, and Ding Ying in Luoya Bay.
Suddenly, the auras of three people were approaching.
Are they sworn brother Baili Huan?
Careful identification is a stranger.
Then the sound of chaotic footsteps came.
Not wanting to cause trouble, Gu Shengchao climbed up close to the trunk and hid in the dense canopy.
"Are you sure this is here?" A person came to the tree and said.
"That's right, Brother Tian Mang has settled everything clearly, and there's nothing wrong with it." Another person whispered.
"Brother Tian Mang, why aren't you here yet? Although our Baixian Village and Tianqing Gang have always been on good terms, it's better to be careful." Another person said anxiously.
Baixianzhuang!
The other party's inadvertent words were like thunder exploding in Gu Shengchao's mind.
This time he accompanied Wan Yanxi back to her grandfather's old house in the capital of Xileng. Another thing he did was that the Emperor of the Dawu Dynasty personally ordered him to give Baixianzhuang a hundred taels of gold in silver notes. Shunlian contacted them to help The Dawu Dynasty established a channel to transmit messages in the Serang Kingdom.
What a coincidence, I met the people from Baixian Village here.
