The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 178 Huang Rong's Plan
"Botong!"

When Yinggu saw Zhou Botong fall to the ground, she screamed and rushed over to check if he was injured.

Gu Ping'an just used gentle force to send him out, and the old naughty boy was naturally unharmed. He jumped up and patted the dust off his butt.

"As expected of you, Big Brother! The Old Naughty Boy can't beat you. I'm convinced!"

Yinggu heaved a long sigh, while Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi beside her both looked a little unhappy.

Both of them were martial arts masters, and they had seen the Old Boy in action before. Judging from the way his hands could perform two different kinds of martial arts, he was definitely not inferior to himself.

But even with his strength, he could only barely hold out for more than a hundred moves against Gu Ping'an.

"Amitabha, Young Master Gu has reached such a state at such a young age. It's true that the waves behind push the waves ahead, and he has left us behind!"

Master Yideng had a kind face, chanted the Buddha's name, and praised sincerely.

Gu Pingan quickly bowed to him and said, "Master, thank you for your praise."

"Gu kid, you're being modest again. Others can't understand your palm technique, but how can an old beggar not see it?"

Hong Qigong curled his lips, not afraid of losing face, and said frankly.

"Your palm technique is endless, and you can use it lightly, heavily, hardly, or softly at will. This is a realm I haven't even grasped yet."

He was an expert in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He had just seen that Gu Ping'an's palm technique was a combination of hardness and softness, with the strength sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Although he was unable to fully comprehend it, he felt that it had infinite uses.

"This old beggar is no match for you. I won't fight for the title of the best in the world."

Hong Qigong has always been free and easy. As he grows older, he cares less and less about fame. Now that he sees that Gu Ping'an's strength is so unfathomable, he has lost all desire to win.

Huang Yaoshi was competitive, but then he remembered the fight with him in Niujia Village, and even the "Song of the Rising Tide in the Blue Sea" could not do anything to him.

Seeing that his internal strength has improved again today, even a strong man like Old Boy was defeated after more than a hundred moves. He couldn't help but look dejected, and felt that the younger generation is really formidable.

"I've already lost once before, so there's no need to compete again."

Both of them admitted defeat, and Huang Rong on the side immediately disagreed.

She came up with the idea of defending the ring for the sake of her brother Jing. She hoped that several older generations would take turns fighting to drain Gu Ping'an's energy, and then let Guo Jing take action. Maybe he could get an advantage.

But just as the Old Boy was defeated, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi admitted defeat at the same time.

She also knew that Gu Ping'an was very powerful. Even though Guo Jing had encountered many adventures, he was still far from being his opponent. If he fought at this time, he would probably be defeated within fifty moves.

"How can this be possible! The Huashan Sword Contest is so formal, how can it end so abruptly?"

Huang Rong was anxious and her mind raced as she quickly thought of an excuse to stop him.

"Brother Gu only defeated the Old Boy, but the East Evil and the North Beggar both refused to fight. If this gets out, won't it arouse suspicion?"

"This..." Hong Qigong was stunned, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was some truth in what he said.

Huang Yaoshi thought more than him. He glanced at Guo Jing and immediately guessed what his daughter was thinking.

As expected, girls are extroverts. They really want the silly boy to get the title of the best martial artist in the world!

He has always loved this clever daughter, and since he guessed it, he simply fulfilled her wish.

"Never mind. Rong'er is right. Seventh Brother, who of us will go first?"

Hong Qigong thought about it and waved to take the green bamboo stick from Huang Rong's hand.

"Let me go first. Gu's palm technique is even better than mine. This old beggar is no match for me. So I'll use our Beggars' Sect's Dog Beating Stick Technique to challenge your exquisite sword technique."

He did not delay any longer. After Gu Ping'an drew out the Ziwei soft sword and raised the bamboo stick high, he used the "stick to hit the dog's head" move to hit him on the head.

Despite its unceremonious name, the Dog Beating Stick Technique is a first-rate martial art throughout history. Hong Qigong was reluctant to display it lightly. Although it only contained thirty-six moves, the subtle variations within it were infinitely profound and mystical. The sword danced like a serpent, the stick swiftly agile like a dragon, sometimes like a rainbow piercing the sun, sometimes like a meteor chasing the moon, leaving everyone watching in a state of awe and fascination.

The two men used exquisite stick techniques one after another, and each move had many variations. In a blink of an eye, they had countered each other's hundreds of moves, and Hong Qigong suddenly shouted.

"Gu kid, be careful!"

This is the final move of the Dog Beating Stick Technique, "No Dog in the World", and the final variation of the technique. Wherever the force reaches, shadows of the stick appear in all directions, covering the sky and the earth, and dazzling the eyes.

Gu Ping'an was not panicked. The purple light of the soft sword became stronger and stronger, instantly protecting his whole body from all sides. The sound of swords and sticks clashing was endless.

After completing the move, Hong Qigong put away his stick and jumped, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

"Your swordsmanship is not as good as the dog-beating stick technique. This old beggar can't do anything to you. If we continue fighting, I will definitely lose."

Everyone cheered in unison. Gu Ping'an retracted his sword and clasped his hands together.

"I've heard that the Dog Beating Stick Technique is the Beggars' Sect's most valuable weapon. Now that I've seen it, I find it truly exquisite."

Huang Rong naturally didn't want to give him a chance to rest, so she hurriedly urged him on.

"Daddy, it's your turn!"

Although Huang Yaoshi wanted to help her achieve her wish, he still had to save face and asked, "Nephew Gu, you've fought two battles in a row. Would you like to take a break first?"

If he was allowed to rest, all the planning would be in vain. Huang Rong suddenly became anxious. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Gu Ping'an shaking his head slightly.

"No need, let's finish the competition early and go down the mountain to drink."

Gu Ping'an looked at her with a smile and said.

"It's been a long time since I've tasted Miss Huang's cooking. Today I can finally enjoy a feast."

The magic of Peach Blossom Island Kung Fu lies in its graceful postures and flying palm shadows, just like a sudden gust of wind in a peach forest, causing all the flowers to fall.

Gu Ping'an did not use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again, but used the Tianshan Zhemei Hand to respond.

Xiaoyao Kung Fu is also known for its graceful posture and elegant style. When these two martial arts are put together, the postures are intertwined, the clothes are fluttering, and it is as if floating like a fairy.

"Look at these two people, they seem to be dancing. What kind of Kung Fu is this, kid Gu? It's really beautiful to watch when he uses it."

Hong Qigong couldn't take his eyes off it and asked curiously.

Mu Nianci explained his confusion: "This is the Xiaoyao Sect's martial art, called Tianshan Zhemei Hand, passed down from my grandmother."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh when she thought about how she had inexplicably become Gu Ping'an's uncle.

Hong Qigong had been to Lingyuan Village and had heard a little about his grandmother's past, so he was not surprised.

Huang Yaoshi originally took action to fulfill Huang Rong's little intention. He did not focus on defending and only attacked wildly.

The Peach Blossom Falling Petals Palm and the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick are used together, which is the "Dongfeng Special Skill" of Peach Blossom Island. Six palms and six kicks are used at the same time, six moves. If the enemy does not retreat, another six moves will be used, each move faster than the last.

This kind of attack naturally consumes more physical strength. The two of them fought quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they had already used nearly two hundred moves.

Seeing that Huang Yaoshi's attack was slowing down, Gu Pingan suddenly used the technique of fighting with both hands. His left hand turned into a finger, penetrated the palm shadows in the sky, and lightly touched Huang Yaoshi's neck.

The fight was extremely dangerous despite all his strength, but he was able to stop when the time was right, which was much more difficult than actually killing.

Huang Yaoshi was naturally not one who could not afford to lose, so he immediately withdrew.

"It turns out that the next generation is formidable. I am defeated. This is the best in the world."

(End of this chapter)