The days flew by to the twelfth lunar month.
Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace.
According to the sect rules handed down from Wang Chongyang in the Quanzhen sect, on the three days before New Year's Eve every year, the disciples compete in martial arts to test each person's progress over the year. Seeing that the period of martial arts competition is approaching, the disciples encourage them to practice day and night.
Although Yang Guo didn't particularly care about this,&bsp&bsp but seeing his fellow disciples working overtime and practicing martial arts diligently every day, he was more or less naturally affected by it. Seeing that everyone's pace of life had sped up a lot. Yang Guo himself also felt a little nervous.
He is a proud person who refuses to admit defeat. Although he doesn't care much about this school martial arts inspection, he doesn't want to be that weak compared to others.
On this day of the twelfth lunar month, the disciples of the Quanzhen Seven Sons competed separately, which was called Xiao Jie. Each disciple was divided into seven divisions, Ma Yu's disciples and their disciples were in one division, and Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi's disciples and disciples were in one division.
This year, a disaster occurred in the Chongyang Palace, and the Quanzhen Sect was on the verge of being overthrown. Everyone in the sect thought that although the Quanzhen Sect claimed to be the authentic martial arts in the world, in fact, there were many martial arts masters from all sects in the world. This reputation was in jeopardy, so everyone I practiced diligently and was a little more focused than before.
In the afternoon of this day, Zhao Zhijing, Cui Zhifang and others from the Yuyang disciples gathered in the open space in the southeast corner to compete in martial arts. Wang Chuyi and others were not on the mountain, so the eldest disciple Zhao Zhijing presided over the small competition.
The fourth-generation disciples performed boxing and kicking, used swords and guns, used hidden weapons, or showed off their internal skills. Zhao Zhijing and others commented on them to determine the first and second. Yang Chengying, Lu Wushuang and others were the last to get started, and ranked last.
Yang Guo was standing at the end of the queue, and next to him was his familiar friend Lu Wushuang. She looked at the two senior brothers in the field who were facing each other with long swords and said to Yang Guo with envy, "Yang Guo, senior brothers are so angry. It’s amazing, but we can’t match it. Our ranking may not be better this time.”
Hearing this, Yang Guo, who was crossing his arms and chest, sneered and looked at the two little Taoist priests in the field and said disdainfully, "Humph, Sister Lu, are you praising them too highly? In my opinion, they are nothing more than this." , started earlier than us, and their kung fu training is so rough, there is really nothing to see."
Because he was excluded and targeted, Yang Guo really didn't have a good impression of the people in Chongyang Palace. At this time, his words were full of contempt for the Quanzhen Sect, and it could be said that he didn't show any affection at all.
Lu Wushuang naturally felt nothing, but Cheng Ying beside her frowned slightly. She also knew that Yang Guo had just gone up the mountain and had a conflict with everyone, and knew that he was upset, but at this moment many masters and seniors were watching from above, fearing Yang Guo caused trouble again, and hurriedly comforted him in a low voice, "Brother Yang, the masters are watching from above, you'd better say less."
"Hmph." Yang Guo curled his lips and said nothing, but anyone could tell from his arrogant look that he looked down on the two senior brothers who were competing in swordsmanship.
Also, Yang Guo would sneak to the back mountain to ask Lu Yao for swordsmanship every day during these days, and Lu Yao had obtained the true inheritance of Dong Zhang and Xiao Longnu. Naturally, his knowledge of swordsmanship and swordsmanship were not those of these three Quanzhen sects. Compared to four generations of disciples, Yang Guo's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds under Lu Yao's corrective teaching.
Not only did he become more proficient in the Quanzhen Sword Technique as he practiced, but he also memorized some of the Tomb Sword Technique. Although it was only a form but not its meaning, it was enough to deal with the Quanzhen Sword Technique.
Without Xiao Longnu's permission, it was naturally impossible for Lu Yao to teach Yang Guo the Ancient Tomb Sword Technique privately. Although she was young, she still knew how powerful it was. She just helped Yang Guo correct his Quanzhen Sword Technique every day. Lu Yao rarely showed the rest of his skills to Yang Guo.
But few does not mean none. There were a few times when Lu Yao couldn't help but use the Ancient Tomb Sword Technique to defeat Yang Guo's Quanzhen Sword Technique. This was naturally seen by Yang Guo. His understanding was extremely high. Even though there was no mental formula, he could still see traces of the sword moves.
After careful consideration, I have gained some experience in deciphering the Quanzhen Sword Technique, so now I see my senior brothers competing in the Quanzhen Sword Technique. It seems that they are not as good as the girl in red in the forest. They were awesome. Yang Guo naturally despised them from the bottom of his heart.
But he didn't look at who taught Lu Yao, and what level of swordsmanship she practiced. After coming out of the sword tomb of Dugu Qiubai, Dong Zhang's own strength had already reached the level of the pyramid in the world at this time. One of the few people at the top, and Xiao Longnu's Jade Girl Su Xin Sword was a ceiling-level swordsmanship during the Shendiao period, of course, not counting Dugu Qiubai's 'inheritance'.
Although Lu Yao is young, under the careful guidance of Dongzhang and Xiao Longnu, the only person she can compare with after she becomes a disciple is at least Qiu Chuji, a second-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.
Let alone Zhao Zhijing and his ilk, even though he is the strongest among the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, he is really not qualified to be Lu Yao's opponent.
And Yang Guo spent all day studying martial arts with Lu Yao, and his horizons naturally improved a lot. He naturally looked down upon the sparsely practiced Quanzhen swordsmanship.
And the disdainful expression on his face at this time was not concealed at all. Naturally, Lu Qingdu, who had been observing him secretly, saw everything in his eyes, and a hint of evil flashed through his small eyes. Ruthless, after seeing the competition between the two little Taoist priests in the field, they stepped out of the queue and said to Zhao Zhijing, who was standing at the top, with his hands in his hands.
"Master, it has been a long time since Yang Guo started. Master Qiu specifically told Yang Guo to supervise his skills before leaving. Since this is a small competition, why not take this opportunity to let Junior Brother Yang come on stage to show everyone his progress these days? How about it? It can be regarded as an explanation to Master Qiu."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhijing first turned to look at Yang Guo, who was standing at the end of the queue. When he saw his proud and disdainful expression, he couldn't help but feel angry. When he glared at the unruly Yang Guo, he shouted, "That's fine! Yang Guo!" !Get out of the queue!”
Looking at the fat Taoist priest Lu Qingdu who was standing opposite and smiling maliciously, Yang Guo snorted coldly in his heart, I knew you would be waiting for me here.
With a disdainful glance at Lu Qingdu, Yang Guo confidently walked out of the queue despite the worried looks of Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, without even looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was standing at the front, and said, "I'm out, who's coming?"
Looking at his arrogant look, Zhao Zhijing secretly suppressed his anger and pointed at the little Taoist priest who had just won the competition and said, "He is not much older than you. Just go and compete with him, so that everyone can see what you have done during this time." No slacking off!”
The last few words were uttered through gritted teeth, which showed that Zhao Zhijing really didn't like Yang Guo at all, and wanted to see how he would make a fool of himself, but he didn't know that Yang Guo was secretly taught by Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang. Completed the operation method of Quanzhen Heart Technique and the Quanzhen Sword Technique.
Hearing this, Yang Guo didn't refuse. With confidence in his heart, he walked straight to the field and said to the young Taoist priest, "Brother, let's have a sword showdown."
Seeing how confident he looked, Zhao Zhijing and Lu Qingdu couldn't help but be slightly startled. They both thought to themselves: When did this kid become so straightforward? Is this a sign of sexual transition?
But before they could think anything, the two people in the field clasped their fists and saluted, then opened their stances with swords. The little Taoist nodded to Yang Guo and said, "Junior Brother Yang, I'm offended."
After saying that, he held his sword and struck Yang Guo several times. Looking at the little Taoist priest who was sloppy and unsteady in his sword moves, Yang Guo smiled slightly and thought to himself that he was really far behind Lu Yao.
Because it was just a competition within the sect, the little Taoist priest's sword moves were only aimed at Yang Guo's shoulders and thighs, instead of hitting the vital points like Lu Yao's. Seeing this, Yang Guo was even more convinced.
He took a step back to avoid the sword blade, then quickly rushed forward and stretched out his legs to trip his opponent's feet. The little Taoist instantly lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, but Yang Guo had already reached out and snatched the long sword from his hand with quick eyesight and quick hands. This was exactly what Lu Yao taught him. Yang Guo used his skill of grabbing the white blade with his bare hands and took a few steps forward. Yang Guo raised his sword and pointed it at the little Taoist priest who fell on the ground and smiled, "Brother, I accept it."
