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

Chapter 83: Clear and Gentle
His voice was quite loud and even the people in the kitchen could hear him clearly.

When Gu Ping'an went out to greet him, the Old Boy was laughing and inviting Sha Gu to compete with him.

He was a martial arts fanatic, and when he saw that the girl knew a few martial arts moves, he was immediately excited.

Sha Gu didn't understand what a "martial arts competition" was. When she saw him raising his palm to hit her, she also used Taizu Changquan to meet him.

This boxing technique was exactly what Gu Ping'an taught him in the past two days.

She was not very smart and could not learn the profound and complicated Kung Fu. She could only teach the simple and easy Taizu Changquan.

She followed the teacher for more than a day and was forced to practice repeatedly and hard. Finally, she was able to perform a set of boxing moves almost perfectly.

The old naughty boy had great vision and insight. Just by watching her practice a few moves, he knew her weight and knew how much to use when attacking.

By the time Guo Jing and his companions arrived in their donkey carts, the two had already exchanged seven or eight moves.

It was a rare occasion for her to have someone to accompany her, so Sha Gu had extra enthusiasm in the game, performing each long fist move with great vigor.

The old naughty boy had a grin on his face and suddenly used his self-created Kongming Fist.

With a move called "People Living in an Empty House", he first drew the silly girl's fist into his arms, deflected it with soft force, and then changed the fist into a palm and gently hit her on the forehead.

Silly Girl was just playing around when she was suddenly hit. She immediately felt dissatisfied and didn't care about any moves. She pulled out her hand and slapped back twice.

She also wanted to slap the old naughty boy on the forehead, but using her fist was inconvenient, so she subconsciously used the two palm techniques she had learned from watching him when she was young.

"Bi Bo Palm Technique?!"

At this moment, Huang Rong happened to be nearby. When she saw this scene, she immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing that she was about to step forward and attack, Gu Ping'an quickly spoke.

"Brother Guo, Miss Huang!"

When Guo Jing saw him, he immediately smiled his signature smile and waved excitedly.

"Brother Gu! What a coincidence! Why are you here too?"

Gu Ping'an felt amused. This was the center of the universe. If it were a few days later, maybe even more people would come!

"It's hard to explain in a few words, come in and sit down first!"

Seeing that Huang Rong still wanted to question Sha Gu, he quickly added another sentence.

"Silly girl, stop making trouble, wash your hands and go eat!"

Seeing that Gu Ping'an also knew this woman, Huang Rong finally stopped asking her about her martial arts skills. She went back to the mule cart, lifted the curtain, and helped Hong Qigong down.

Sha Gu obediently went into the house. The Old Boy wanted to pull her in to play again, but was scolded by Huang Rong, so he had to follow her in angrily.

The dignified "Beggar of the North" now looked pale, weak and frail. As expected, he still couldn't escape Ouyang Feng's plot.

Gu Ping'an immediately showed a look of panic: "Seventh Master?! What's wrong with you?"

Hong Qigong coughed twice, then smiled and imitated his previous words: "It's hard to explain in a few words, so go in first!"

"Huh? What does it smell like?"

As soon as Hong Qigong entered the room, he sniffed and his appetite immediately grew.

Gu Ping'an knew that he had fallen into his old habit again, so he suppressed his smile and spoke.

"Shagu loves to eat chicken, so Nianci stewed one for her. Qigong came just in time, and it's almost time to serve it now."

"Silly Girl? What kind of name is that?" Hong Qigong curled his lips.

Huang Rong expressed her doubts, "Brother Gu, of course, we know the Taizu Long Fist, but were you also the one who taught her those last two palm techniques?" "That's not the case. We only arrived two days ago, and when we first met, she was already using a few of those techniques, and it almost caused us to misunderstand."

"Misunderstand?"

"Your arrival is quite coincidental. It saves me from having to look for her again," Gu Ping'an took out Qu Lingfeng's suicide note from his pocket and handed it over. "If my guess is correct, it seems that Sha Gu's life story is related to your Peach Blossom Island."

Huang Rong took the note and took a look at it, then was stunned.

"I once heard Mei Chaofeng mention in the palace that she had a senior brother named Qu who was the first to be expelled. Perhaps this person was him."

As he spoke, he took out the iron bagua and sharp knife he had obtained from the cave earlier.

The Iron Bagua is used by the disciples of Peach Blossom Island to practice the Air-Splitting Palm. There is also a word "Qu" clearly engraved on the knife. How could Huang Rong not guess it when she saw it?
"It really is my Senior Brother Qu!"

She couldn't help feeling sad when she thought about the fact that this senior brother whom she had never met died here quietly, but before his death he was still thinking about returning to his master's sect.

"Brother Gu, do you know where he is buried? I want to visit him on behalf of my father."

"I buried him the day before yesterday. Let's eat first and I'll explain in detail."

"I'll go help Sister Mu." Huang Rong also felt that what he said made sense, so she turned around and went into the kitchen.

The old naughty boy quietly approached Gu Ping'an, chuckled, and asked in a low voice, "Are you the Gu kid that the old beggar often mentioned?"

Gu Pingan smiled helplessly and nodded, knowing the consultant: "May I ask who you are, senior?"

"Why call me senior?" The old naughty boy waved his hand impatiently. "I am Guo Jing's sworn brother. You are his equal, just like Rong'er. Just call me the old naughty boy!"

Gu Ping'an already knew that he was calculating the generations in a disorderly manner, so he nodded and called him "Old Naughty Boy" instead of wasting his time.

This was exactly what he wanted, and he immediately said with a smile, "That silly girl's kung fu wasn't very good, so it would be boring to fight her. The old beggars always say you have great kung fu skills, and I see you're not that old, so how about a competition?"

"Brother Zhou, you're going to fight again. Rong'er will definitely tell you off when she comes out later."

Guo Jing was still honest and straightforward. Fearing that the two would get into a fight and lose control, he quickly spoke up to try to stop them.

The old naughty boy's face turned bitter, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he said, "We'll stop when she comes out. As long as you and the old beggar don't tell on me, the old naughty boy won't be scolded!"

Gu Ping'an had previously defeated Lin the maid with Tai Chi sword, but he felt that the victory was too easy. When the old naughty boy mentioned the sparring, he became interested.

He was also curious about how he would perform against the Five Great Masters if he didn't use a sword but only relied on his fists and palms.

"Stop talking and keep your word."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you want."

The Old Boy wanted to shout loudly, but suddenly he thought of Huang Rong, and quickly suppressed the sound when it came to his lips, for fear that she would hear it.

Although he didn't shout out, his fist had already come out, using the 72-move Kongming Fist that he created himself.

With Hong Qigong by his side, Gu Ping'an responded with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a move that "shocked a hundred miles away" with considerable momentum.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

When he struck out with his palm, the eyes of the Old Boy and Hong Qigong lit up at the same time.

Especially Hong Qigong. It has only been a month since they last met in Baoying. Now when they meet again, this kid's palm power has improved greatly. He is like a monster.

When their fists and palms touched, Gu Ping'an suddenly felt that the opponent's fist had a force that was released and then retracted. If it were Guo Jing, he would probably fall down on the spot if he used this move too much.

After just one fight, he immediately understood the mystery of Kongming Fist, which was vaguely consistent with the true meaning of Tai Chi's "four ounces to move a great weight".

But he was not Guo Jing. Although his palm seemed to hit cotton, he did not lose control. The power of his palm was like a thorn in the bone, and he went in the direction where Zhou Botong was exerting his power.

Use the empty to attack the real, and use the soft to overcome the hard?
Then I will take advantage of the opportunity and defeat them with force!
(End of this chapter)