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The Leisurely City of Single-player Travelers Volume 2: Ranch Inn and Jin Yong¡¯s Heroes 241 There is a Fat Taoist Priest Everywhere

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    Everyone was shocked, their weapons were knocked away so easily, they were afraid they would lose.

    However, he saw that Fang Xian had already prepared the other hand, took out the dagger hidden in his arms, and struck Dalba in the face with just one wave.  .

    At this time, Dalba was too late to stop him with his pestle, and he dodged with his body tightly. With such a dodge, he lost his balance and was about to fall to the ground. He shouted repeatedly: "I'm going to attack!"

    As he spoke, he swept his pestle towards Fang Xian.

    Fang Xian threw the dagger, but his body was not idle. He rushed forward suddenly, struck Dalba's waist with a palm, and shouted: "Till the point is reached, I will hit you first, and I will win!"

    Dalba gritted his teeth. The current situation was that if Yang Guo struck him with a palm, he would not be hurt at all. However, if the pestle hit Yang Guo on the head, he would definitely die.

    Dalba fights for victory, not life and death. In desperation, the big pestle turned sharply and slammed into the ground. Using the force, his body bounced sideways to avoid Fang Xian's palm.

    Being in the air, Dalba just wanted to twist his body and stand still first.

    Fang Xian, however, was hot on his heels, rushing forward and wanting to fight again.

    Dalba just snorted, without weapons, he was looking for death.

    I saw Yang Guo making a strange move, suddenly running away, lying on the ground and attacking Dalba's lower body.

    Da'erba frowned. In his eyes, this was really a bad move. He was lying on the ground and attacking. He was not looking for death. He didn't think too much. He instinctively swung it out and hit it hard, just like hitting a fly.  Same.

    Fang Xian naturally did not want to die, so he stopped his momentum and rolled to the side.

    Huo Dou could see clearly, he just covered his head and uttered a curse word.

    Dalba would never retract his moves or hold back. The pestle hit the ground hard, causing his body in the air to shake back a little. Then he adjusted and twisted in the air, and his feet stabilized.  Falling down, I thought it was a decent landing.  Although he was attacked by Fang Xian several times, he didn't suffer any losses.

    ¡°Come again!¡± Dalba shouted in excitement.

    "Wait!" Fang Xian waved his hand.  Pointing at Dalba¡¯s feet.

    Dalba lowered his head and saw, okay, he was right outside the circle.

    "Thisthis" Dalba was embarrassed and angry for a moment.  Reluctantly, he said, "You're cheating, your moves didn't beat me!"

    Fang Xian said: "Uncle Dalba, this is what's wrong with you. I never intended to hit you. The moves from beginning to end were just to force you out of the circle. I succeeded in the end because my moves were exquisite."

    As he said that, he spread his hands and said, "Look at me, if I don't stand here properly, you can't do anything to me with hundreds of moves!"

    When Dalba thought about it, it was indeed true. Yang Guo forced himself to retreat continuously with several moves.  If only to hit yourself.  Other tricks can be used.

    How did he know that Fang Xian had no choice but to make this choice.  With my own little strength, it was impossible to hit Dalba. To defeat Dalba, I could only rely on Dalba himself.

    Dalba thought for a while and said: "Your moves are indeed exquisite I can't do anything to you. You win."

    After saying that, he didn¡¯t think much about it.  Put down the pestle and kneel on the spot.  Bang bang bang bang bang the head three times:

    "Master! I bow to you first, but I don't know if my old master will let you. I want to go back and ask him again."

    ¡°¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡±

    The whole audience was stunned. This turn of events was so sudden. It was so easy to become a disciple.

    Fang Xian suppressed a smile and said solemnly: "My dear disciple, if the master doesn't want to keep you, you can go back and discuss it with the Dharma King. If he doesn't let you worship two masters, you can come back to me to discuss it."

    When Dalba heard this, his face lit up and he was very grateful. He kowtowed again and said naively: "Master really thinks about his disciple. He is afraid that the disciple will not be able to explain to the Dharma King when he returns, so he still leaves room for his disciple."  !¡±

    After Dalba sighed with emotion, he said sternly: "I will tell Dharma King the subtleties of Zhongyuan's martial arts when I get back. I'm sure he will also agree that I will become your master at the same time!"

    "That's enough" Huo Dou couldn't bear it anymore and went over to help Dalba up, "Hurry up and don't embarrass yourself, brother."

    Dalba said angrily: "Master's moves are better than mine, so I am willing to admit defeat. Where is the shame?"

    Huo Du looked sideways at Fang Xian with a cold look in his eyes: "Yang Guo, do you dare to fight Xiao Wang again?"

    "Master Nephew Huo, I am still young and don't have that much physical strength." He said, turning back to look at Guo Jing.

    Guo Jing reacted immediately and said clearly: "I only use moves, no internal strength, I can use my true Kung Fu to fight you."

    Huo Dou gritted his teeth, like Yang Guo, he had figured it out step by step.

    Divide the land into a field,?Dalba's defeat set the tone of only fighting moves, allowing Guo Jing to participate in the battle

    Even if Yang Guo loses, Guo Jing can still take the lead. Without the constraints of internal skills and mental skills, Yang Guo has even thought of his next move.

    After thinking about this, Huo Dou just sighed. He said that this battle was a failure. Yang Guo was so terrible.

    Huo Du helped Dalba up and said to the crowd: "The martial arts in the Central Plains is really amazing. It's amazing how a child can get ahead."

    Qiu Chuji stepped forward and scolded: "What about the children? I, the Quanzhen Sect, can win over you with just any child, what else can you say?"

    "Oh?" Huo Dou smiled grimly, "Isn't the Central Plains the most particular about rules? This kid didn't kowtow to become a disciple. How can he be regarded as a Quanzhen disciple?"

    Qiu Chuji clenched his fists, leaving something to say to Huo Dou. His heart surged, and he shouted in desperation:

    "The rules are set by people! Whether Yang Guo kowtows or not is up to the poor Taoist - exempt!!!"

    The whole audience was shocked. Taoist priest Qiu really said whatever he thought of

    Huo Dou was also stunned, never expecting Qiu Chuji to be able to do this.

    "Okay! When Xiao Wang goes back and practices hard, we will challenge him again!" Huo Du pushed Dalba and was about to leave.

    Dalba turned around and said: "Master, wait until my apprentice comes back to explain to you! Then I will teach my apprentice the exquisite Central Plains martial arts."

    "My good disciple, my master is waiting for you."

    "Shut up!" Huo Dou quickly pushed Dalba and ran away with his head in his arms.

    Yin Zhiping approached Qiu Chuji and asked softly: "Do you want"

    Qiu Chuji was so excited that he just waved his arms and smiled: "No need, let them go back and let Dalba talk to Jinlun Dharma King about this matter. I really want to see Dharma King's expression, hahahaha!"

    At this time, Fang Xian's legs finally felt weak and his strength was gone.

    Qiu Chuji hurried over and checked his pulse: "It's okay, it's just that the consumption is too high"

    With that said, he turned around and shouted: "Zhijing, go get some pills."

    "Yes" Zhao Zhijing left in frustration.

    When Guo Jing saw this, he realized that Qiu Chuji had recognized this disciple. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, told Fang Xian a few more words, and then left.

    After this incident, Yang Guo became famous and was deeply appreciated by Qiu Chuji. He finally established his own prestige and no one dared to bully him.

    However, Qiu Chuji still asked him to study with Zhao Zhijing, saying that to learn martial arts, he must first cultivate his character. Yang Guo's qualifications were enough, but his character was still a little evil. He had to learn etiquette and law first, and then practice martial arts after he understood the rules, so as not to leave again.  Yang Kang's crooked path.

    On this day, Fang Xian came to Zhao Zhijing's room as usual.

    Zhao Zhijing dislikes him very much. This guy has too much momentum and needs to be suppressed.  In addition, he resented Guo Jing for embarrassing him. He couldn't defeat Guo Jing, so he naturally put this account on Yang Guo's head.

    Seeing him coming, Zhao Zhijing didn¡¯t even raise his head and just asked: ¡°Do you know the Tao Te Ching by heart?¡±

    "pass."

    Zhao Zhijing snorted and picked a few pages to ask, but Yang Guo¡¯s answers were accurate.

    "Yeah." Zhao Zhijing took out another classic and handed it over, "This is the "Book of Filial Piety", memorize it carefully, and come to me for review after you understand it."

    Fang Xian took the scripture, with a grim look on his face, and asked as politely as he could: "Other disciples, after reading the Tao Te Ching in full, can teach the method of cultivating the body and mind. Why, even though I have memorized it to this point, still don't teach it to me?"

    "Huh? Are you dissatisfied with Taoist Master Qiu's instructions?" Zhao Zhijing just smiled, "Master told me to be a strict housekeeper and cultivate my character first before practicing martial arts. Looking at it like this, you are still impatient. Go ahead and memorize it, and we will talk about it later.  .¡±

    Fang Xian was dissatisfied in his heart, but he still held back his face and just asked: "Then when can I memorize it before I can teach it to you?"

    "Well" Zhao Zhijing thought about it for a while and smiled, "I'm satisfied now."

    "Fuck, you stinking idiot, Baga."

    "What did you say?"

    "It's okay, I'm leaving."

    Fang Xian resigned, but he was so cruel that his teeth itched, and he blamed Qiu Chuji for being pedantic and leaving him alone without asking anything about Zhao Zhijing.

    Without proper mental training, no matter how many moves you know, it will be useless. In the end, it will just be a showpiece, unable to fight.

    Huang Rong gave me a set of ideas on Peach Blossom Island, but Huang Rong was too cunning and gave me the lowest quality. If I followed that path, most of my life would be useless at the beginning.

    Although the Quanzhen Sect is unsatisfactory, the mental method was created by Wang Chongyang after all, and it is superior. However, people have different talents. Nowadays, Taoist priests cannot practice to the level of Wang Chongyang. The kung fu here is all late bloomers.

      Just as he was wondering, a fat Taoist priest came over with a few people.

    This fat Taoist priest is also the eldest disciple of Zhao Zhijing. With his great strength, he will please his master. He has also learned some good kung fu and has some prestige among the fourth generation disciples.

    Unexpectedly, Yang Guo emerged from the crowd and was highly appreciated by Qiu Chuji.

    In addition to martial arts, the Quanzhen sect also specializes in elixir refining and so on. Every year, the elders reward martial arts elixirs to the juniors based on their merits and demerits, and their rankings in the martial arts competition. The day of the martial arts competition is about to come, and Yang Guo will be killed.  You'll get a lot of benefits.

    The fat Taoist priest was dissatisfied, but he couldn't help it. Yang Guo seemed to be very powerful.

    However, recently, Master Zhao Zhijing revealed something. Yang Guo's kung fu is only superficial and has no real strength. It's time to suppress him and let everyone know Yang Guo's actual level.

    The fat Taoist priest has received the order from his master and is here.

    "Junior brother Yang, have you improved in your martial arts recently?" Fatty asked cheerfully.

    Fang Xian was determined to manage harmonious interpersonal relationships, so he smiled and replied: "No, I am very diligent in morality. Senior brother, we might as well discuss the Tao Te Ching. You see"

    "Ahem" The fat Taoist interrupted him, drew his sword and said, "There are a few moves that I don't quite understand. I've heard for a long time that my junior brother is very good at martial arts. Could you please give me some advice?"

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