The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Guo Jing was pleasantly surprised, with a loud voice he shouted, "Big Brother Zhou, I am here!" That shark rider was indeed the Old Urchin Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong heard Guo Jing's shout; he cheered in delight and hit the shark head near its right eye with his fist; the shark turned left immediately, coming near by the boat's side.

"Is that Brother Guo?" Zhou Botong called out, "How are you? There is a whale ahead. I have been chasing it for a whole day and night. I want to continue chasing it. See you later!"

"Big Brother! Come here, quick!" Guo Jing anxiously called, "There are so many bad people in here want to bully your little brother!"

Zhou Botong was angry, "Is that so?" His right hand held on something inside the shark's mouth and pulled, while his left hand dangled on the ledge of the big boat. Both man and shark suddenly flew up and above everybody's head, and landed on the deck. He roared, "Who dares to bully my little brother?"

Every single one of the people aboard had an extensive knowledge of Jianghu matters, but this white bearded old man who suddenly appeared in a most bizarre way caused everybody to be stupefied. Even Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were dumbstruck.

Zhou Botong saw Huang Rong; he felt strange. "How come you are also here?" he asked.

Huang Rong smiled, "Why not?" she replied, "I figured out you will come back today, that's why I am waiting for you here. Quickly teach me how to ride a shark."

Zhou Botong laughed, "Very well, I'll teach you."

Huang Rong replied, "But first you have to help us get rid of these bad people, and then you can teach me."

Zhou Botong swept his gaze across the people on the deck and he said to Ouyang Feng, "I knew other people won't dare to act so savagely, turned out it is really you."

Ouyang Feng coldly replied, "A man who did not keep his word, even if he is alive in this world, he will be the laughingstock of all the warriors of the world."

"Totally correct," Zhou Botong said, "A man of integrity certainly won't cause trouble; but whoever speaks and whoever farts has to be distinguished clearly; otherwise other people who hear it might not know if the sound comes out from above or from below. I am indeed looking for you to settle an old score, so it's nothing better than to see you here. Old Beggar, you are our witness; stand up and give us your judgment."

Hong Qigong was lying on the deck, he smiled slightly. Huang Rong said, "The Old Poison was almost dead nine times, and my Shifu was kind enough to rescue him every single time; but who would have thought that he has a heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog, repaying kindness with evil, he injured my Shifu and sealed his acupoints."

Actually, overall Hong Qigong only saved Ouyang Feng's life three times, but Huang Rong intentionally exaggerated that number three times. Ouyang Feng knew this, but he did not want to argue; he only looked at her with blazing eyes.

Zhou Botong stooped down trying to unseal Hong Qigong's 'qu xhi' [song reservoir] and 'yong quan' [bubbling spring] acupoints by rubbing them. "Old Urchin, it's useless," Hong Qigong said.

Turned out the acupoint sealing method Ouyang Feng used was somewhat unusual, other than himself and Huang Yaoshi, there was nobody else in this whole wide world who would be able to unseal it. Ouyang Feng was so smug, "Old Urchin, unseal his acupoints if you have the ability," he challenged.

Even though Huang Rong could not unseal them, but she was familiar with the sealing method; she made a flat lip and said, "What's so strange about that? Without too much effort my father can unseal this 'tou gu da xue fa' [penetrating bone acupoint sealing technique]."

Hearing her mentioning the correct name of his acupoint sealing technique, Ouyang Feng was amazed that this little girl knowledge was as deep as a bottomless abyss, even encompassing acupoint sealing techniques. However, he did not pay any attention to her; turning to Zhou Botong he asked, "You have lost our bet; why are you talking like breaking a smelly wind?"

Zhou Botong covered up his nose and called out, "Break wind? Smell bad, smell bad! But let me ask you this: what did we bet on?"

"Everybody here, except this surnamed Guo kid and this little girl, is a well-known warrior. I'll tell what had happened and ask these gentlemen to be our judge," Ouyang Feng replied.

"Well said, well said," Peng Lianhu said, "Mr. Ouyang, please tell us."

"This gentleman here is the Quan Zhen Sect's Zhou Botong, Master Zhou, known in the Jianghu world as the Old Urchin. In term of seniority he held a very high position, even Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and the other Quan Zhen Seven Masters are his martial nephews.

For the last dozen of years or so, Zhou Botong was detained on the Peach Blossom Island, before then his martial art skill was still obscure; except for some mischievous troubles, he had never accomplished anything worth mentioning, therefore, his reputation did not spread loud and wide in the Jianghu world. However, everybody had seen that he was riding a shark, a feat not easily accomplished by any of them. Turned out he was the martial uncle of the Quan Zhen Seven Masters, no wonder he was this good. As a result everybody talked among themselves in low voice.

Peng Lianhu remembered their appointment on the eighth month's mid-autumn festival in Jiaxing; if the Quan Zhen Seven Masters had this strange man as their helper, they would not be easy to deal with. He could not help but feeling anxious.

Ouyang Feng continued, "This Zhou Xiong was stranded on the sea among a flock of sharks, and I rescued him out. I said this flock of sharks was nothing; without to much effort I can kill every single one of them. Zhou Xiong did not believe me, thus the two of us made a bet. Zhou Xiong, wasn't what I said true?"

Zhou Botong nodded his head repeatedly, "It was absolutely true. Betting on what, you need to explain to everybody," he said.

"Exactly!" Ouyang Feng said, "I said that if I lost, I will do whatever you want me to do. If I am not willing to do it, then I must jump into the sea to become fish food. You have said the same thing, is that correct?"

Zhou Botong nodded his head again, "Right, right, that was absolutely correct; and then what happened?" he asked.

"What do you mean 'what happened'? You have lost!" Ouyang Feng said.

This time Zhou Botong shook his head repeatedly, "Not true, not true!" he said, "It was you who have lost, not me."

Ouyang Feng was angry, "A real man can distinguish between right and wrong; how can you deny your own words? If I lost, how come you were willing to plunge into the sea to kill yourself?"

Zhou Botong sighed, "That's true. Originally I also said that the Old Urchin's fortune was bad so I lost to you; who would have thought that as I went down into the water the Heaven sent something we can regard as a coincidence. Only then did I know that the Old Poison had lost, the Old Urchin had won."

Together Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong and Huang Rong asked, "What coincidence?"

Zhou Botong stooped down and with his left hand, grabbed a piece of stick stuck inside the shark's mouth. He lifted the shark and said, "I met my riding animal. Old Poison, take a look; it was your precious nephew who stuck this wooden stick inside its mouth, wasn't it?"