Eagle Archer's Gale Sword

() After Yang Kang caught up with them, the crowd settled down in an inn in a small town. Along the way, Hou Qingyun picked out some easy-to-understand martial arts moves and shared them with them. Guo Jing and Mu Nian Ci could hear clearly, Huang Rong's temperament was restless, and she found it boring after listening to it for a while, but her impression of Hou Qingyun changed slightly.

"Although this person talks nonsense all day long and doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a master, he does have real talents and practical learning."

If Hou Qingyun heard Huang Rong comment on him like this, he would definitely open his mouth to refute: "You know what a fart, a master should be so free and easy."

After crossing the Huaihe River, it is already the southern boundary. Although it is not yet south of the Yangtze River, it is very different from the land of the Central Plains.

Regardless of geography and landforms, let's just talk about the women in the south. Hou Qingyun has met many women all the way along the way. Compared with the northern women, the taste is quite different, of course the most obvious one is gentle and charming.

The brows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

Although these village girls in mountain towns are far behind Huang Rong and Mu Nianci's appearance, Hou Qingyun's aesthetic standards are not only about face, but also about figure, appearance, hairstyle, clothing, voice, posture, Steps and so on have to be considered. In this regard, he and Yang Kang are quite opportunistic. At the beginning, they talked about the principles of martial arts, and after a while, they began to comment on the young women they saw...

This situation also made Mu Nianci understand, "Sister Xia must have run away in anger."

The five casually ate something in the inn, Hou Qingyun took Guo Jing to the pine forest outside the town to learn martial arts, and the other three followed. Even the weak Yang Kang couldn't resist martial arts. temptation.

"You are confident and bold to attack, let me see what level you are."

Hou Qingyun didn't make any fuss about it. Even if the current Guo Jing took the medicine Shexueping to improve his skills for another ten years, he would not be at the same level as him at all.

"Okay, Brother Hou, please enlighten me."

Guo Jing clasped his fists together, straightened his body, made a gesture of raising his hands, and punched him with a loud shout.

Hou Qingyun felt the fierceness of Guo Jing's punches, so he couldn't help nodding slightly, "The strength is pretty good."

Hou Qingyun just turned sideways to avoid Guo Jing's long punches. After that, Guo Jing continued to throw punches, but the seemingly vicious punches couldn't capture Hou Qingyun's figure. Can't wipe it off.

"Use your palm."

Hou Qingyun reminded me that boxing techniques are still too shallow compared to exquisite palm techniques.

Guo Jing said "Oh", and swiped a few palms over. This palm technique is more moderate, it looks like it has both toughness and cleverness, but in fact it is just superficial. They are neither fish nor fowl.

This is the Nanshan palm technique of Guo Jing's fourth master, Nan Xiren.

Of course, Hou Qingyun used the Haotian Palm of the Quanzhen Sect as a benchmark for comparison. The Haotian Palm is also a well-known martial art in the world. Compared with Guo Jing's garbage Nanshan Palm, it is of a much higher grade.

After all, there are different people who created this martial art, one is just a woodcutter, and the other is Wang Chongyang, who is number one in the world.

However, he was able to touch Hou Qingyun's clothes at last, dodging alone was not enough, Hou Qingyun would still block Guo Jing's palm with his palm when he couldn't dodge it.

Seeing that the heat was about the same, when Hou Qingyun dodged continuously, he saw Guo Jing slapping his chest with a palm, took a step to the left, put his right hand on Guo Jing's wrist, and pulled lightly, this was exactly the force of Guo Jing's palm. Lao, the moment he couldn't get back his breath, was pulled by Hou Qingyun and suddenly couldn't stand still. He staggered forward a few times and almost fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

"The connection of the palms is not smooth enough, a failure. The transition of moves is too sluggish, the flaws are obvious, a failure. The speed of the move is too slow, a failure. The palm force can only be released but not retracted, a failure... The funniest thing is, why do you lose every time you strike?" Do you want to shout 'Haha'?"

"Isn't everyone like this, can it increase momentum?" Guo Jing stopped and scratched his head, but his expression was serious and focused.

"If your palm speed is a little faster, wouldn't you want to shout slogans like 'Ha ha ha——', isn't that just a fool?"

Guo Jing: "..."

"Come again."

One of the two attacked quickly, while the other was nimble. Under Hou Qingyun's deliberate suggestion, Guo Jing's move speed was a bit faster, but the speed of the move is not enough, one must have eyesight and keenness Strong judgment, but also the strength to send and receive freely.If you can't keep up with these, your speed of shooting is purely aimless hitting, which is useless at all.

This time Guo Jing was even worse.

Hou Qingyun saw that Guo Jing was about to retreat after a round of fierce attack, he suddenly dodged in front of Guo Jing, the middle door opened wide, Guo Jing saw an opportunity to take advantage of it, regardless of the emptiness in his body, he immediately put his palms together again Out of continuous shooting, Hou Qingyun intentionally backed away slowly, Guo Jing followed him to strike seven palms in a row, each time the distance was only half an inch away, feeling fierce in his heart, he fitted himself up and pushed forward with both palms, it seemed that the momentum was extraordinary, But he felt unsustainable in mid-air, and fell down in an instant.

It turned out that he was lured by Hou Qingyun to make a move just now, and his inner breath had long been empty. At this time, he still rushed forward regardless of everything, that would be courting death.

Hou Qingyun didn't even make a move to hit him, so he planted a dog on his own. When Guo Jing stood up, his face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Okay, I almost know your strength. Now I will attack you, but you can defend and counterattack, and it is your ability to defeat me." Hou Qingyun said as he lifted the Haotian Palm and slapped it lightly.

As soon as he made a move, he slowed down to the same speed as Guo Jing's Nanshan palm technique, but even so, Guo Jing was beaten left and right, full of loopholes, and his offense and defense were intentionally pulled to pieces by Hou Qingyun in a short while, making them disorganized.

Hou Qingyun slapped Guo Jing's shoulder lightly, which made Guo Jing take three or five steps back before stopping. It was only then that he calmed down slowly after practicing Qigong and breath adjustment.

"Look, this is your weakness. Although your skills are not low, your comprehension of palm techniques is too poor. Of course, this is also related to the fact that you have more masters and learned more complicated moves."

When it comes to martial arts moves, Hou Qingyun is no longer as frivolous as before, but speaks clearly and logically like a famous martial arts master.

"But this is not the reason for your poor martial arts. Each martial art has its own characteristics. There is no rubbish martial arts, only rubbish people. You must know that the moves of external skills are ever-changing. If there are a hundred sets of moves in the palm of your hand, you can match them into thousands. Tens of thousands of combined moves, false and real, make people unable to distinguish the superior from the inferior, but the one that remains the same is the method of internal energy movement."

"If you have seen through the opponent's method of luck, or if your skill is too strong, every move has great power. As long as you attack the enemy, you will be saved, then no matter what moves the opponent uses, you will be defeated. Just like I just said, The left palm and the right palm are actually not subtle at all, but you have to save them, but you are too far behind in terms of movement, speed, and strength. The trajectory is also intentional and powerless, it can't be blocked, it can only retreat steadily..."

Although Guo Jing was defeated in a complete mess, he took it for granted. He was very happy when he heard that many of what Hou Qingyun said were problems that he usually thought of but could not solve.

Although Guo Jing wasn't smart, he wasn't stupid at all. It was the Jiangnan Six Monsters who were too stupid.

Mu Nianci and Huang Rong originally thought that Guo Jing's martial arts had improved greatly, and his martial arts should be good at this time. They didn't expect to be so vulnerable in front of Hou Qingyun. They couldn't help but sigh that they were not at the same level. Can understand, combined with their own reality, each thinks, each has his own understanding.

Hou Qingyun didn't bother to accompany them to fight one by one, because he would be exhausted, so he arranged for Guo Jing to pat the tree trunk alone to practice the speed of palm and retraction, while Huang Rong and Mu Nianci practiced against each other.

As for Yang Kang, this kid's body is too weak, so he should forget about his kung fu practice, lest he will be bent back if he fails to practice martial arts.

Why did Huang Rong and Mu Nianci practice against each other? Hou Qingyun's idea was very simple. The two delicate little girls fought fiercely, their sleeves and skirts flying up and down.

Mu Nianci wanted to compete with Huang Rong, but it was a pity that he was far behind in terms of skill, agility and subtlety of moves. Fortunately, Huang Rong didn't hit hard. Nothing serious.

A few young men and women played until it was dark, the night sky was covered with dark clouds, there was no moonlight, seeing the sky was dim, everyone had to give up.

Perhaps because of Hou Qingyun's hard work in teaching, everyone except Yang Kang has gained something. Huang Rong asked the inn for ingredients and cooked the food herself, while Mu Nianci helped out and prepared a few home-cooked dishes.

Hou Qingyun hadn't eaten a hot meal since he came out of Daxing Mansion, and now he tasted Huang Rong's excellent cooking skills all at once, and the treatment rose from a minion to Hong Qigong's level, and he burst into tears with excitement.

"Guo Daxia, I really admire you. Just pick up a little beggar by the side of the road who has such a good looks and cooking skills. No wonder you tried to defend her with all your might. It really is true that people cannot be judged by appearances, and sea water cannot be measured..."

I don't know if Hou Qingyun is talking about the little beggar Huang Rong, or if Guo Jing looks simple and honest, but in fact he has sharp eyes!

"Hehe, it's all fate." What else could Guo Jing say besides giggling.