The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

People in the Quanzhen School value face above all else.

Of course, Hao Datong also has a knack for martial arts.

It was obvious that seeing Yang Guo's impressive internal strength and his victory over Qiu Chuji, they were tempted to make their move.

He started with a Mountain-Pushing Palm, which seemed to have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas, using force to suppress people.

Yang Guo was also delighted to see this, as he had previously saved his mother-in-law by using his finger flick to break the man's palm strike despite being seriously injured.

Now is a good time to test my strength and then vent my anger for my mother-in-law.

Yang Guo activated the Dragon Elephant Technique, without using any special moves, and chose to throw a straight punch.

A fist meets two palms.

Fists and palms collided, and waves of air blew outwards like a tide.

However, no wind rose behind Yang Guo.

High judgment.

Hao Datong looked surprised. This young man had such powerful fist strength, and he could control it so precisely.

He immediately stopped holding back and unleashed his full power in a palm strike.

Qiu Chuji was extremely anxious: "Junior brother, you mustn't!"

He wanted to step forward to help them out.

Unfortunately, he was persuaded to stop by the disciples of Quanzhen.

Of course, Yang Guo didn't give Qiu Chuji another chance to speak or act.

Hao Datong struck again and again, each strike more powerful than the last.

It's obvious he's building up his stance; it seems this Mountain Pushing Palm is similar to the Azure Wave Divine Palm.

Yang Guo, however, faced the opponent with straight punches from beginning to end, without moving an inch.

The sound of muffled thunder boomed continuously between the two men's fists and palms.

Hao Datong's face turned red, and it seemed he was about to reach his peak. Sure enough, after his palm strike, he changed his move and shouted loudly.

As soon as the next palm strike was unleashed, Yang Guo felt as if this palm strike was a superposition of the previous hundreds of palm strikes, and a strong wind suddenly arose.

Yang Guo held a beauty in one arm and changed his fist into a palm with the other.

His palm strikes, ever-flowing and relentless, surged like waves, resisting the force that pushed the mountain.

Then Hao Datong was submerged.

The stunningly beautiful woman looked at him with a rapt attention, wondering if the Azure Wave Palm was really that powerful.

He then realized that it was the power of the dragon and elephant that was strong.

Previously, he could suppress Hao Datong's palm strikes without using any moves. Now, with the addition of the Azure Wave Palm technique, Hao Datong was instantly unable to withstand the combined power of the Dragon and Elephant.

"You little thief, how dare you!"

Wang Chuyi was the first to react and caught Hao Datong, who was flying backward while vomiting blood.

He then drew his sword and stabbed.

"Senior brother, no, my skills are insufficient..."

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed up blood again and quickly sat cross-legged to heal his wounds. Qiu Chuji also rushed forward to heal him.

Yang Guo saw that another old Taoist priest had come, sword in hand.

That's not fair, old man, he actually used a sword.

"Rong'er, lend me a piece of silver."

"what?"

Yang Guo reached out and took out some loose silver from her waist.

In an instant, he flicked his finger, and a flash of silver light shot towards Wang Chuyi.

Wang Chuyi felt as if he were back in the battle against Huang Yaoshi, where streaks of gray light forced them to retreat in defeat.

To outsiders, fighting that old evil man might seem like a victory, but to the fighter, it was a disgrace.

Because that old eccentric Huang was just playing a trick on them.

If it weren't for the prestige of the Quanzhen Sect, Huang Yaoshi would probably have killed them.

However, Huang Rong saw all of this very clearly because she knew her father very well.

One reason she deduced that Yang Guo would come here was, of course, the rumors circulating in the martial arts world.

Secondly, this is not her father's style.

If Quanzhen had offended her father, he wouldn't have been so "gentle".

But now, this is just to seek justice from those above, and it must be for someone's sake.

Why?

It shouldn't be because of her junior sister.

If it were for the sake of the junior sister, countless people in the Quanzhen Sect would have died.

This behavior is clearly for the benefit of outsiders; it's likely that her father is simply helping her vent her anger for her junior sister whom she has never met.

By sheer coincidence, Yang Guo fell into the water from that village.

She's the kind of woman who's meticulously analyzed every single one of his movements.

While Huang Rong was still lost in thought.

Yang Guo, however, looked at Wang Chuyi, who was holding the broken sword, with a mocking expression.

The Quanzhen disciples were shocked. Who was this young man? He had actually broken Wang Chuyi's sword with a single finger. How was this possible? How did he break through his internal energy defense and break his sword?

Upon opening his eyes and seeing this finger, Hao Datong instantly realized that the person who saved Granny Sun that day was probably this young man.

Qiu Chuji was also greatly surprised. Could it be that Yang Guo had become a disciple of Peach Blossom Island?

Is Huang Yaoshi going to keep slapping them in the face?

Qiu Chuji was furious. This old man is so disrespectful!

They were bullied too much because they had no master.

"Yang Guo, were you sent by Huang Yaoshi?"

Yang Guo shook his head.

Yang Guo repeatedly displayed the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island only to impress the woman in his arms.

He was just chasing after girls; after all, she gave him all of these things, which also proved that he had been thinking about her.

He didn't see the woman in his arms with her alluring, watery eyes, completely oblivious to what was happening in the outside world, staring intently at Yang Guo without even blinking.

"Master Qiu, no matter who I am, this old Taoist priest came up and tried to attack me, a weak and helpless teenager, with his sword. I can't say I'm being unreasonable."

Everyone was stunned by his words; he knew exactly what he was saying!

"As for the Golden Goose Skill, it belongs to the virtuous. Your Quanzhen Sect teaches people to be wicked, causing this precious skill to be tarnished and left outside. This is naturally my destiny with it."

Huang Rong stared wide-eyed at the young man.

She chuckled.

All around was silent.

Even Zhao Zhijing dared not act rashly, after all, this young man was not old, but his temperament was too terrifying, especially his internal strength, which had broken his master's sword with a single finger.

Unfortunately, there are always those who are highly skilled and daring.

Lu Qingdu muttered, "Doesn't that mean Zhongnan Mountain is mine too? I just picked it up, isn't that fate?"

Everyone was shocked.

That makes sense, but the problem is you can't beat them right now.

You've made it clear that you want to go up and test your skills.

Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but kick him.

This guy is more than capable of ruining things, why is he talking so much at a time like this? Does he even have the right to speak?

Yang Guo caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhijing and his apprentice.

He unconsciously touched his chin.

He said softly, "Rong'er, be good, stand by yourself for a while."

Huang Rong was taken aback. This little man's left hand had never left her waist since he saw her.

Her affection and longing were already evident in her words.

This move has naturally shocked everyone.

Only then did they come to their senses that the young man, since falling from the mountain, had not moved an inch and his left hand had never left the woman.

The three Quanzhen disciples were also savoring the moment, looking at Yang Guo with solemn expressions as he slowly walked forward.

"Is this Zhao Zhijing? Master Zhao? A third-generation disciple?"

Zhao Zhijing looked constipated; he didn't want this young man to remember him. But he couldn't afford to lose face at this moment.

He forced a smile and said, "That's right, it is I. Since you are Master Qiu's grand-disciple, you are naturally my nephew. Yang Guo, don't make a mistake."

Surprisingly, everyone suddenly understood thanks to Zhao Zhijing's words.

Yes, isn't this young man a grand-disciple of Master Qiu (Master Uncle)?!

Isn't that a disciple of Quanzhen Sect?

One of the disciples immediately shouted:

"Yang Guo, you actually injured two of your grandmaster uncles! You've committed such an outrageous act! Quickly apologize and surrender!"

Once there's one opening, there will be countless others.

"Yang Guo, you've stolen the sect's core martial arts! How dare a fourth-generation disciple like you access such a technique? Return it at once!"

"Yang Guo, you actually secretly learned martial arts from another school to use against your own people. Hand over the martial arts that produced the sound of dragons and elephants right now!"

The disciples' eyes lit up. "That's right! Doesn't this mean we Quanzhen disciples can make further progress?"

"Yang Guo, quickly teach me the Peach Blossom Island martial arts techniques... Waaaaah!"

His bright-eyed disciple quickly covered the man's mouth to shut him up.

Damn it, do you want Huang Yaoshi to come and kill you? You dare to covet his martial arts techniques!

Lu Qingdu's face lit up as he said, "Yang Guo, doesn't my good-for-nothing junior brother know how to respect his teacher? You..."

Qiu Chuji's expression changed drastically, and he thrust his sword at Yang Guo.

Upon seeing Yang Guo struck by the sword, Huang Rong instantly cried out in sharp alarm, "How dare you!"