The Villain's Counterattack

The more unreasonable it is, the more believable it is. Although Ouyang Feng didn't understand it, he knew from the longing looks on Mu Nianci and Cheng Yaojia's faces that for a woman, figure and appearance are more important than ordinary things. He couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly.

Yang Kang ordered people to prepare guest rooms for Ouyang Feng and told them not to delay before continuing to teach them martial arts. Huang Rong was even more impatient and asked him to hand over the "Beauty Boxing" first. Yang Kang had no objection and taught them the "Beauty Boxing" of the Tomb School move by move.

Ouyang Feng, a martial arts master, couldn't help but nod slightly at the sight of this boxing technique. It wasn't top-tier, but it was decent enough. To be considered good was a high praise from his perspective. However, Yang Kang only taught Huang Rong a third of the way before stopping, demanding the "Wu Mu Testament" before continuing. This left Ouyang Feng in a state of confusion.

For a period of time afterwards, Ouyang Feng settled down at the Jiaodong Prince's mansion. Every morning, he and Huang Rong would spend an hour alone in the open space of the martial arts training ground, "interpreting" the "Reversed Nine Yin Manual." The rest of the time, he would practice on his own. In the afternoon, he would teach Yang Kang and Jiaodong's carefully selected subordinates the art of snake exorcism. Sometimes, he would even compete with Yang Kang in martial arts. Only when they actually fought did Ouyang Feng realize that what Huang Rong had said was true: this young prince's martial arts skills were truly not inferior to those of the Five Greatest Masters.

The ninth level of the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra", the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art", the Yang family's spear skills, plus the Quanzhen Sect's internal strength and swordsmanship, as well as the archery skills that can hit the target from a hundred paces away without missing, this young prince is definitely a killing god on the battlefield.

Ouyang Feng's snake staff had been lost somewhere long ago, so Yang Kang ordered someone to make a new one for him, but he no longer used poison. The two fought for five hundred rounds without a clear winner, but Yang Kang's strength gradually gained the upper hand in the end.

After the duel, the two men fought bare-handed again. Yang Kang's masterful performance of the "Heaven-Turning Palm" amazed Ouyang Feng. "The young prince's internal strength is no less than that of the Five Great Masters like us, and his strength is even more terrifying. This Heaven-Turning Palm is exquisitely done. Apart from the stinky beggar's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, even the Iron Palm Gang's Iron Palm is slightly inferior. If the young prince participates in the Huashan Sword Contest, the world's number one will definitely be held by others."

Yang Kang took the towel from Cheng Yaojia and wiped the sweat from his face. He then laughed and replied, "Mr. Ouyang, you're too kind. The title of the best in the world is certainly enviable, but it also comes with its own setbacks. If I were a simple wuxia player, I'd be incredibly proud of this title. But I'm a dignified prince with a vast territory and a hundred thousand soldiers under my command. If I take on such a title, people will inevitably think I'm bullying others and seeking fame. That's not only useless, but harmful."

"It would be different if you took this title. You would become famous overnight, and then wealth and honor would come rolling in. The position of Jin's national teacher would be vacant." Yang Kang sincerely hoped that Ouyang Feng could go and help Wanyan Honglie. The longer Wanyan Honglie could hold on and prevent the Mongolian army from moving south, the safer the Han people would be. The more time he would have left for himself, and the less pressure he would have.

Seeing Cheng Yaojia retreat, Ouyang Feng finally asked, "Young Prince, are you truly willing to help me become number one in the world?"

Yang Kang swore an oath to heaven, which convinced Ouyang Feng that he was lying. In fact, Yang Kang was not lying. He really wanted Ouyang Feng to seize the title of the world's number one. However, he would not stop Huang Rong from driving Ouyang Feng crazy. Ouyang Feng was, after all, a barbarian from the Western Regions. He was a very utilitarian person. Since he could be used by the Jin Dynasty, he could naturally be used by the Mongols as well. You have to know that the Western Regions had basically become a vassal of the Mongols.

It has to be said that Yang Kang is a very contradictory person. He is confident that with his own strength, as long as he is still alive, Ouyang Feng will not be able to overthrow the world. But what if one day he is gone? Even if Mu Nianci and Cheng Yaojia improve their martial arts and join forces to suppress Ouyang Feng, it is impossible to make this martial arts master bow down. Gender is sometimes very important. As for his son, Yang Kang can only apologize. He is running out of time and will not be able to wait until he reaches adulthood.

So, Yang Kang had an additional task every day, which was to imitate the martial arts of Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi and compete with Ouyang Feng. Yang Kang himself was already familiar with the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" and the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island. Now he could pretend to be able to deceive Ouyang Feng, which made him quite excited. It seemed as if he saw Huang Yaoshi kneeling on the ground, Hong Qigong kowtowing to him, the Southern Emperor giving him a thumbs up, and Wang Chongyang, well, forget about this dead man.

"How do you know my Peach Blossom Island martial arts?" Huang Rong grabbed Yang Kang's hand, her face slightly uncertain. Ouyang Feng was already powerful enough, and this bastard actually cooperated with him to crack the Peach Blossom Island martial arts.

"Oh, you mean that? I have a photographic memory. I fought your father for three hundred rounds before, and I recorded a lot of Peach Blossom Island martial arts moves. Plus, after watching you practice, I carefully recalled and sorted out some seemingly accurate information. Although there are some differences, I don't think they will be very big."

Yang Kang rubbed Huang Rong's head and smiled unconcerned when she dodged him, "These things are only for me to use, because my realm is there, I can use any moves at will, others can't, so you don't have to worry about Peach Blossom Island's martial arts being leaked. Your family's martial arts are really not better than my own."

"Hmph!" Huang Rong slapped Yang Kang's hand away. "Is that also how Qigong got his martial arts? But when you use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..." Huang Rong was a little at a loss for words. It looked as if he was no worse than Hong Qigong.

"Haha, girl, you've been fooled. My Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms only has the form of the real thing. There are still some differences between it and the real thing. I'm just using the techniques of the Heaven-Flipping Palm to perform the Dragon Subduing Palm. There's still a fundamental difference." Yang Kang said to Ouyang Feng, "Mr. Ouyang, please be careful. The Peach Blossom Island Kung Fu and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms I use are not authentic. When fighting against the East Evil and the North Beggar, don't really assume that they use the same techniques."

Ouyang Feng waved his hand and replied with a nonchalant smile, "I naturally don't care what the young prince said. Striving for the top spot in the world is my top priority. Examining my skills with the young prince only allows me to better unleash my strength. Taking shortcuts is not the best strategy. My own martial arts skills are the most important. Huang Rong, you owed me two sentences yesterday that I haven't translated yet, but you can't be lazy today."

Huang Rong made a face at him and said with a smile, "The environment of this palace is rather dull and unattractive, which really affects my mood. I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi seized a large island in Goryeo. The scenery is breathtakingly beautiful. Uncle Ouyang, why don't we go there and concentrate on our cultivation?"

Ouyang Feng pointed at Huang Rong and laughed heartily, "I won't fall for your tricks, girl. It's quite far away, and with your delay, I'm afraid the Huashan Sword Contest will be over soon. If you want your father, Huang Yaoshi, to become the best in the world, that depends on my approval."

Yang Kang paused for a moment and said, "Although Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Master Yideng have their own conflicts, they can generally be considered a team. The two of us are somewhat outnumbered. What do you think of Qiu Qianren, Mr. Ouyang?"

Ouyang Feng immediately understood Yang Kang's idea and nodded, saying, "Although he is slightly inferior to the five great masters like us, he is not much different. He is a good helper." However, he did not regard him as a real competitor, but as one of his own thugs.

Speaking of Qiu Qianren, Ouyang Feng suddenly thought of another person, "Young Prince, I'm afraid Qiu Qianren is in a precarious situation right now. That old naughty boy Zhou Botong, whose martial arts skills are even better than his, somehow chased him all the way to the borderland. If the old naughty boy sided with Huang Yaoshi and the others..."

Yang Kang glanced at Huang Rong and said, "The Old Boy has a grudge against Huang Yaoshi, but feels guilty towards Master Yideng and is quite devoted to Hong Qigong. However, he's as active as a child. We'll have to find a way to defeat him. We can only use cleverness, not force, to deal with him."

Ouyang Feng agreed with what he said and no longer took him to heart, "Young Prince, the Huashan Sword Contest is approaching. Shouldn't we set off early and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out?"

"It's fitting. Wait a couple of days. Once I've arranged matters in Shandong, we can leave together. Take Huang Rong with you, too. Once Mr. Ouyang has finished studying the scriptures, return her to Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi has already vowed not to learn the martial arts from the Nine Yin Manual. This girl is nothing more than a burden to him, not a help."

"Huh, there is such a thing? Please enlighten me, young prince."

"This story starts with Huang Yaoshi's wife. Hey, Huang Rong, you're born in the Year of the Dog. Come on, let's talk!"