I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 48: The fear of being dominated by Guo Jing
The two men exchanged a few more moves on the field, and Hao Datong, who was standing off the field, nodded secretly, thinking that although Yang Guo would eventually lose this battle, his future was truly limitless.

Hao Datong had been in Chongyang Palace for many years and knew that Zhao Zhijing's martial arts were steady and ruthless when fighting his enemies, which was very consistent with his own personality.

I don't know how much effort he has put into training a disciple like Yang Guo whose sword skills are elegant and agile, as well as exquisite and dangerous.

"It seems that the important task of revitalizing our Quanzhen Daoism will most likely fall on Senior Brother Wang, my disciple."

"hiss"

When Hao Datong thought about this, he suddenly remembered that Yang Guo was sent to Chongyang Palace by Guo Jing to learn martial arts. He didn't know whether he would stay in Quanzhen Sect after he grew up. For a moment, he had the idea of cherishing talent and felt quite conflicted.

At this time, Yang Guo in the field had already used every variation of sword techniques he could think of, but his internal strength could not make up for it. In order to save energy, his sword moves gradually slowed down.

Seeing that Yang Guo had almost used up his back-up plan, Hua Qing Chi thought that in terms of swordsmanship alone, he was indeed not as good as Yang Guo, but it was a bit unfair to win by relying on internal strength.

Now that the master is not on the mountain, the uncles have repeatedly reminded us to win this contest. If we are criticized after winning, the master will probably be dissatisfied when he returns.

He immediately took a step back, exited the circle, and said loudly: "Junior Brother Yang, your swordsmanship is indeed superb, but it's hard to determine the winner if you continue like this."

"How about we have another fistfight?"

The Quanzhen Sect's martial arts are mainly based on internal strength, swordsmanship, and palm techniques. When disciples practice and compete, they cannot avoid these three items.

Hua Qing Chi's proposal was tantamount to a tie in swordsmanship, and he was unwilling to rely on the consumption of internal energy. If Yang Guo had any more tricks in palm techniques, he would be willing to learn from him again.

It’s just that although Yang Guo’s swordsmanship was so outstanding among his peers, he was still no match for him in Huaqing Pool. They all learned the same set of palm techniques, and no matter how powerful they were, there was a limit to their abilities, so he was always invincible.

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo first handed the sword to his left hand, then clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Hua, for your kindness. I will come to learn the palm technique again."

Both sides put their swords aside, rolled up their sleeves, and assumed starting positions, facing each other from a distance.

"The victory or defeat has been decided."

Zhao Zhijing turned his face away so that no one could see him and yawned secretly.

Next it's my turn. There's no need to bother with these people. Just finish the work quickly and don't ruin the good mood of the New Year.

In fact, Zhao Zhijing had little interest in the position of the third-generation chief disciple and the head of the Quanzhen Sect. He couldn't drink alcohol or eat meat, and had to deal with all those trivial matters and spend all his time in jail.

But through observations over the past six months and the situation I see today, I also realize that sometimes the situation is stronger than people.

If you just pretend to be submissive or keep backing down, you can never be sure that one day you will be stepped on by others or forced to wear a yellow robe.

So it is better to follow your heart and put the conflict directly on the surface. Then you can say that you are devoted to practicing Taoism, or simply take your disciples to another place.

Anyway, the Quanzhen Sect has a lot of followers, so just find one where you can be free, wouldn't that be a hundred times better than being in Chongyang Palace?
"Treading on the frost and breaking the ice!"

While Zhao Zhijing was thinking about something, the two people on the stage had already finished practicing the Quanzhen Sect's introductory palm techniques, and it seemed that the time to decide the winner had come.

He entered Huaqingchi at an early age, and after becoming Zhen Zhibing's disciple, he was carefully cultivated because his talent and aptitude were the best among all the disciples.

This set of Frost-Walking and Ice-Breaking Palms, formerly known as the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head Palm, is the most powerful palm technique in the Quanzhen Sect. Originally, only those with extremely deep internal strength, at least at Ma Yu's level, could use it.

However, after the name change, the power dropped several levels, and more people knew how to use it. At this time, Huaqing Chi took the lead in using it, because he was sure that Yang Guo had no backup plan, and he didn't want to delay any further, so he wanted to defeat Yang Guo in one fell swoop.

Yang Guo saw that his palm technique seemed weak, but in fact the power of his back hand was fierce. No matter which style of Quanzhen Palm Technique he used, it would be restrained by this move. He changed his mind and changed his palm into a fist.

Since the master said it’s okay to use, what else should I worry about?
The situation on the field suddenly changed. Yang Guo used a move that was not from the Quanzhen Palm Technique, and it was even more different from the common grappling techniques and iron sand palms in the martial arts world. The power of his punch was intermittent, which was very strange.

When Huaqing Pool saw it suddenly, they thought that Yang Guo was at his wits' end and had resorted to a stupid move in a hurry without having time to think carefully.

But when he was about to launch a follow-up attack, he suddenly felt a soft yet tough fist wind coming towards him, forcing him to retreat.

Hua Qingchi was suddenly shocked and dared not underestimate this strange boxing technique anymore. However, he had already lost the initiative and had to fall into a passive defensive situation.

Yang Guo, who used the "Fist of the North Star" taught by his master, felt greatly encouraged. This was the first time he used it in front of other people, and it immediately turned the situation around. The feeling was so refreshing that it was hard to describe.

So he kept moving, one move after another, "someone lives in an empty house", "hidden in the depths", "magic hands with empty hands", one after another.

At this moment, Huaqing Chi no longer cared whether he was relying on his inner strength to bully others or not, he just wanted to resolve the crisis in front of him first.

But when he stretched out his palm, he felt that Yang Guo's fist force was intermittent. It would be wrong to use too much strength, but it would be extremely dangerous to use too little strength. He did not dare to fight back and could only retreat.

In fact, the Kongming Fist created by Zhou Botong is so profound that Hong Qigong once said it is the essence of internal martial arts. What Yang Guo uses now is only one-tenth or one-twelfth of the essence.

But it is more than enough to deal with a fourth-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect.

Hua Qing Chi was faced with this strange boxing style that he had never seen before. He was unable to launch a single move and could only retreat again and again. Finally, when he was forced to the edge, he stumbled and finally fell to the ground.

Yang Guo stopped his punch and was about to bow and say thank you when shouts were heard from all around.

"Sideways!"

"What kind of magic did Yang Guo use!"

"This is not the martial arts of my Quanzhen Sect. Yang Guo's victory is not martial!"

"How can you win by using the martial arts of another sect? Isn't this looking down on the martial arts of our Quanzhen Sect?"

The disciples in the field were in a commotion. Some of them had fought with Guo Jing in the Big Dipper Formation before. When they thought about the fact that Yang Guo was sent to the mountain by Guo Jing, they couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated at that time.

Zhou Botong had not been in Chongyang Palace for a long time, and the disciples who joined later had never even seen him. How could they know that Yang Guo was using the Kongming Fist created by Zhou Botong?

As for Li Zhichang, Wang Zhitan and others, although they had seen Uncle Master Zhou fighting with Ouyang Feng when they went down the mountain last time, Uncle Master Zhou's martial arts were so profound that when he punched, he only needed to follow his mind and the moves were secondary.

Therefore, although the boxing skills used by Yang Guo had some similarities with Zhou Botong's, it was difficult for these people to connect the two together for a while.

Yang Guo used his special move to defeat Huaqing Pool. He was originally very happy that he won the first place in this competition, but suddenly he was surrounded by criticisms, and his high mood instantly fell to the bottom.

"Master."

(End of this chapter)