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

Chapter 67: Scare off the Five Supremes
"Gu boy, stop kneeling."

Gu Ping'an was just hesitating whether to become his disciple or not, when he suddenly heard Hong Qigong speak again.

"what?"

"I know you have someone else teaching you martial arts, and your skills are no less than mine. How can an old beggar take advantage of someone else's disciples?"

Although the "Beggar of the North" values talent, he is also unwilling to gain fame by intercepting others. His words show his magnanimity.

Gu Ping'an is different from Huang Rong. Hong Qigong can accept Huang Rong but not him.

"But if you want to learn the last three palm strikes from your temper towards the old beggar, just watch from the side."

Hong Qigong was not stingy in imparting his unique skills, and yet he did not consider himself a master. Gu Ping'an was filled with respect for this broad-mindedness.

"Master Qigong has great bearing and is in awe of me."

He spoke from the heart and bowed deeply.

"Don't bother with those flowery words, just watch carefully." Hong Qigong waved his hand.

He spoke impatiently, but the corners of his greasy mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"When you step on frost, ice will come", "A group of dragons has no leader", "The dragon wags its tail".

After three moves, Hong Qigong retracted his palm, turned back, and looked at the two again.

"how?"

Although Gu Ping'an had not learned these three palms before, he had the old version of "Twenty-eight Palms of Subduing the Dragon" in his mind. With just one glance, he found the corresponding old moves in his mind.

Take the last palm strike "Dragon Swings its Tail" as an example, it is the original "Treading on the Tiger's Tail" move, which is derived from the mystery of "the tiger turns its head and bites back".

However, after being simplified and modified by Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu, the original fierceness was retained, and a bit of sharpness was added.

Naturally, he had no bottleneck in learning and it was easy as pie, but Guo Jing next to him made slow progress.

The silly boy had a hard time learning, and Hong Qigong envied Gu Ping'an's "master" while patiently explaining the essence of these three moves.

Guo Jing swallowed it hastily, and it was hard to say how much he truly understood, but at least he managed to stuff every word into his brain.

Hong Qigong watched him practice six or seven times in one breath. Seeing that the time of one stick of incense was almost up, he took the two of them out of the forest.

As Gu Ping'an had predicted, Peng Lianhu had already taken Wanyan Honglie away while he and Guo Jing were learning the palm technique. Only Ouyang Feng and his nephew remained outside the forest, and the concubines and snake slaves had also driven the snakes away.

It was only in the forest that Hong Qigong realized that Gu Ping'an and the other two were not afraid of poisonous snakes, and he felt extremely regretful.

But he never likes to dwell on it. If he misses it, he misses it. He can just look for another opportunity in the future.

"Jing'er, even though you've only learned half of the power of these three palms, it's enough to teach that little poisonous creature a lesson. Go!"

His words were full of thorns, and Ouyang Feng was dissatisfied and said, "Seventh Brother, there is no need to be so quick-tempered. If your disciple dies later, don't be unwilling to admit defeat."

After a few words, the two exchanged blows, and then Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke stepped forward and started to "compete".

Ouyang Ke thought that he had already become familiar with Guo Jing's moves. Even if Guo Jing learned three more palms and he could break down a few more of his moves, he would be able to think of a way to break them.

Who would have thought that as soon as Guo Jing completed the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" which was missing three palms, the beginning and the end were connected immediately. Even though the last three palms were not performed skillfully enough, their power was still greatly increased.

Ouyang Ke became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He changed four sets of boxing techniques, but was still struggling and unable to hide his defeat.

He knew that his "uncle" cared a lot about his reputation and didn't want to embarrass him, so he wanted to use his best skills.

"Keer!"

Ouyang Feng saw his intention and couldn't help but shout to stop him.

He created this "Spirit Snake Fist" with the original intention of making a splash at the Huashan Sword Contest. He had just used it once in a desperate situation. Now that the old beggar was watching him, how could he let Ouyang Ke use it again?

He was unwilling to wait for his nephew to be defeated, so he suddenly flew forward. Hong Qigong also stared at him for a long time, and then went forward without hesitation.

Snapped!
The two men exchanged blows in mid-air, each evenly matched, and each retreated. Ouyang Feng took advantage of the situation and pulled Ouyang Ke back. "Old Poisonous Creature, what do you mean by this?" Hong Qigong immediately expressed dissatisfaction and loudly questioned.

"The two juniors are evenly matched. Fighting would be too time-consuming. I have something important to attend to today, so we'll fight another day!"

Ouyang Feng hurriedly left a few polite words, used his unique light skill of "a thousand miles in an instant", and pulled Ouyang Ke away.

He knew that he had lost this round, but he just said "it's evenly matched", which was really just talk.

Hong Qigong was a broad-minded person and was already satisfied, so he did not pursue him and patted Guo Jing's shoulder gently.

"Good disciple, you fought well and didn't bring shame to your master!"

Guo Jing rarely received praise, so he scratched his head and smiled shyly.

The matter was settled and everyone had left. The three of them did not stay any longer and returned to the big house they had been in before.

[Easily cut off Sha Tongtian's arm, mastering both sword and palm skills, fighting the "West Poison" alone, and using his strength and backing to scare off the Five Supreme Masters, rewarded with 2000 Jianghu Fame points.]

[Reputation level remains unchanged: Rising Fame (12100/20000) => Rising Fame (14100/20000)]

The house had been tidied up long ago. Following Gu Ping'an's instructions, Li Sheng sprinkled realgar on the doors and windows to repel snakes.

Hearing the sound of the door, Mu Nianci stood up and looked towards the door.

Seeing Gu Ping'an following Hong Qigong in and smiling at her, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and her slightly frown finally relaxed.

However, this reaction was quite loud, and it scared Cheng Yaojia, who was holding her hand and whispering to her.

Li Sheng also turned around and saw who was coming. He was stunned at first, then quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"Boss, why are you here too?"

"I was just passing by." Hong Qigong said casually.

Although he is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he is a carefree and laid-back person, and what he fears most is trouble.

In particular, the fighting between the dirty-clothes and clean-clothes factions of the Beggar Gang became more and more intense, which annoyed him greatly. This is why he said that "the dragon can only be seen from the head but not the tail."

A hawk's cry was heard outside the house. Guo Jing was startled and asked hurriedly, "Miss Mu, have you found the captured Mongolian envoy?"

He and Hua Zheng raised the pair of white eagles. There weren't many people they cared about, so he couldn't help but feel worried.

"It's upstairs, Brother Tian is taking care of it, but..." Mu Nianci nodded lightly, but her tone was a little regretful, "Brother Guo, come with me to take a look."

Guo Jing was nervous and hurried upstairs, and Gu Pingan followed him.

As soon as Mu Nianci opened the door, a strong smell of blood came.

"Master Borchu!"

Seeing the person lying on the bed clearly, Guo Jing exclaimed and walked forward quickly.

In addition to learning archery when he was young, he also followed Borchu and Tolui to learn the skills of charging into battle. Therefore, although he had never performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple, he still addressed him as master, just like he treated Jebe.

Hearing someone calling him, the person on the bed opened his eyes with difficulty and looked sideways.

"Are you Guo Jing?"

One of the four great Mongolian heroes now looked pale and lifeless.

Tian Jiangen had changed him into clean clothes and bandaged his wounds.

Gu Ping'an looked down and saw more than ten wounds on his body, with blood still oozing out. His wrists and ankles were wrapped in thick gauze. It turned out that Wanyan Honglie had cut the tendons in his hands and feet.

　This chapter seems a bit title-heavy

　　
　
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