God's Statue

Chapter 13
After that, Yang Guo would go to the square every day to do homework with his disciples, or practice boxing, kicks, or sword skills, and at night he would study "Quanzhen Daoge" alone.

At the same time, Yang Guo secretly practiced the "Toad Kungfu" taught by Ouyang Feng, not daring to neglect it.

Every ten days, Yang Guo would ask Ma Yu for the difficulties he encountered while coaching skills, and at the same time learn new moves.

The sun and the moon shuttled back and forth, and it was the twelfth lunar month in the blink of an eye. After half a year of training, Yang Guo was no longer as thin and weak as when he went up the mountain.

The inner energy is full, the body is strong, and when he stands there, the vigor is faintly exposed, which is the manifestation of a small achievement in martial arts.

Every time Ma Yu saw Yang Guo, he would be indescribably happy, and Yang Guo could always make Ma Yu smile, making all three and four generations of disciples envious.

Of course, there are many people with dark psychology among them who harbor jealousy and hatred towards Yang Guo.

On this day, in the middle of the twelfth lunar month, every year Quanzhen Sect will hold martial arts competitions on this day to test the learning achievements of the disciples. It is said that if the grades are good, they will be rewarded.

This year, Prince Huo Dou made a big fuss about the Quanzhen Sect. If Guo Jing hadn’t come, I’m afraid the Quanzhen Sect’s orthodoxy would have been lost. However, the martial arts quality of disciples still needs to be strengthened.

Therefore, this year's year-end martial arts competition has extremely rich prizes. It is said that the person who wins No. 1 will not only be taught by the Quanzhen Six Masters, but will also be empowered by the Six Masters for three years.

This kind of honor shocked the Quanzhen Sect, not only the fourth generation of disciples eager to try it, but also the third generation of disciples such as Cui Zhifang were envious.

Yang Guo was the last to start and stood at the end.

On the square at the southwest corner in front of Chongyang Palace, there are already two little Taoist priests competing with each other.

These two young Taoist priests are about the same age as Yang Guo, and they performed this set of elementary boxing with style. Cui Zhifang and other three-generation disciples watched and commented, and they were very satisfied with the two young Taoist priests.

With a 'crack', one of the little Taoist priests showed his flaws and was knocked out by another Taoist priest with a move of 'pushing the heart and controlling the belly'.

The two bowed their fists and retreated, and replaced with another pair of lay disciples to start the contest.

Although Yang Guo was the last to learn the martial arts, but the martial arts he learned was taught by Ma Yu himself, and he was influenced by Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng, his vision is already very high, the martial arts competition in front of him is like a child's play, it is really very boring.

"Hey, I don't know when I will be able to learn those top skills."

"There is a remnant of the "Nine Yin Scriptures" in the ancient tomb, or else one day it will quietly sneak in from the back mountain and waterway..."

Yang Guo was thinking wildly here, the competition on the square was still in full swing, soon, it was finally Yang Guo's turn.

There are less than a hundred disciples in the fourth generation. After the first round of martial arts, half of them have been filtered out. At this time, after the second round of martial arts competition, the top [-] will be selected, and Yang Guo's round will be the last round.

The one who competed with Yang Guo was a disciple of Zhao Zhijing, about 16 years old, two years older than Yang Guo.

This Daotong was a few years older than Lu Qingdu, and he was also deeply loved by Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing was reprimanded miserably because of Guo Jing and Yang Guo before.

But Yang Guo was also deeply loved by Ma Yu, Dao Tong didn't dare to provoke rashly, today, he had waited for the opportunity to teach Yang Guo a lesson.

Yang Guo's half a year in Quanzhen Sect was not for nothing, he often played with other disciples after practicing, he also knew a little about the disciples, he knew that this Taoist boy was Zhao Zhijing's disciple.

Moreover, this young boy didn't know how to hide his dislike for Yang Guo, his glaring eyes had already exposed his purpose.

Yang Guo secretly laughed, but he didn't dare to underestimate this Taoist boy.

Cui Zhifang naturally also saw the hatred of this Taoist boy towards Yang Guo, and said: "Let's learn from each other, and we will go to the end, otherwise we will punish severely."

Both claimed to be.

The martial arts competition started, Xiao Daotong walked into the arena with a long sword in his hand, Yang Guo didn't dare to neglect and chose a long sword.

The disciples watching the battle suddenly became interested. There were a lot of boxing competitions, but few swordsmanship competitions.

"Now Yang Guo is at a loss. Gong Qingshui's swordsmanship is among the best among the four generations of disciples. Although Yang Guo was personally taught by Master Ma Yu, the time is still short, so he is definitely not Gong Qingshui's opponent."

"That's not necessarily the case. I've seen Yang Guo practice swordsmanship. Every move is no worse than Gong Qingshui. It's still unknown who will win."

A group of Taoist priests have their own opinions.

As a time traveler, Yang Guo is well versed in the principle of being the first to strike first.

Holding the long sword tightly, he rushed towards Gong Qingshui, and started with a move of 'Cang Bo Wan Qing'.

This style of sword moves is heavy and thick, and the sword should be like a thousand hectares of waves when facing the enemy, and the enemy who is crushed cannot move.

As expected, Gong Qingshui is a generation with excellent swordsmanship, and he is not afraid of danger, so he used the move of "flat boat and one leaf" to resolve it. Immediately afterwards, Gong Qingshui's momentum remained undiminished, he shook his long sword, and followed up with the move of "slanting wind and light rain".

Yang Guo smiled slightly, as if he had expected it long ago, his body didn't move, his wrists turned upwards, and he used the move 'Ye Yu Xiao Xiao', and the long sword in Gong Qingshui's hand that hit directly made a clang.

Yang Guo was so powerful that he could not forgive others, and he used his sword continuously, swishing and swishing swords, forcing Gong Qingshui to parry but not to fight back.

All of a sudden, Gong Qingshui was flustered, but Yang Guo was strolling in the courtyard. He spotted the gap under Gong Qingshui's feet, swept his legs vigorously, and knocked him down with a move of 'Cold Wind Sweeping Leaves'.

Gong Qingshui wanted to get up, but Yang Guo's long sword was still on his chest.

"Hey!" The unwilling Gong Qingshui thumped the ground heavily in annoyance.

Yang Guo withdrew his sword and retreated, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Gong, I've accepted it!"

"Hmph! Don't be too happy. You just won against me. Be careful in the third round." After speaking, Gong Qingshui left the field.

Those disciples who were not optimistic about Yang Guo at first looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't figure out how Yang Guo, a junior who had only been in the game for half a year, won.

"How is this possible, Yang Guo's sword is so fast!"

"Looking at it, it's clear that he has practiced swordsmanship for four or five years, so he doesn't look like someone who has just started for half a year."

"I heard that Yang Guo is the nephew of Guo Daxia on Peach Blossom Island. Come to think of it, Yang Guo must have learned Quanzhen swordsmanship before he started!"

"Oh, it's very possible. It's not surprising to hear that Guo Daxia and several ancestors are also teachers and friends, and have learned Quanzhen swordsmanship."

The aptitude of these disciples who don't understand is too poor, and they can't see Yang Guo's martial arts realm at all. As a disciple of the third generation, Cui Zhifang is very sad, but he also knows that training disciples should not be rushed, after all, such a genius like Yang Guo is very rare.

Cui Zhifang said loudly: "Okay, the second round of competition is over, next, the disciples who won will start the third round of competition."

(End of this chapter)