Of course, Zhen Zhibing got what he wanted. He bowed again and said, "My master always warns the younger generation that learning martial arts is about strengthening the body and not showing off in front of others."
"However, the 'Seven Heroes of Jiangnan' have been friends with their masters for many years, so a discussion between me and the two Guo Shixiongs can be regarded as mutual learning between the brothers. Since the seniors have a destiny, how can the disciples dare not follow them."
"The hall is narrow, why don't you go to the martial arts training ground in the backyard?" Guo Mo suggested hurriedly.
So, the group of people left the "Seven Sages Hall", passed through the middle gate, and walked straight to the backyard.
Guo Mo pulled Guo Jing and walked at the end intentionally or unintentionally.
Guo Mo whispered to Guo Jing: "Brother, when you start fighting with this Taoist Master Zhen later, you can't use 'left and right fighting'. Don't try your best first. Let him use as much kung fu as possible. If you can let him use what he has learned,
If you can use all your martial arts skills, then it couldn’t be better.”
Looking at Guo Jing's confused face, Guo Mo continued: "If you see that he has used almost all his moves, then find a way to end the fight. But remember: the fight must end with you losing a move, big brother. Never do it."
Even if you win the opponent, you can't let him see that you deliberately gave in and lost."
Time was so tight that Guo Mo didn't have time to explain to Guo Jing any more, so the group went to the backyard martial arts training ground.
Zhen Zhibing and Guo Jing both stood in the center of the field. Zhen Zhibing looked at Guo Jing, as if the other party was unwilling to make the first move, so he cupped his hands and said: "Swords have no eyes, let's compare fists and kicks today."
Brother, please enlighten me."
After saying that, he swayed slightly, suddenly approached Guo Jing, and with a move of "pushing the window to look at the moon", he used his palm to press Guo Jing's chest.
Guo Jing saw that the opponent was approaching with one palm, so he didn't panic, stretched out his right palm and directly received Zhen Zhibing's palm, which was exactly the "closed" in the upgraded version of "Nanshan Palm Technique".
With a "bang" sound, the two palms collided together. Zhen Zhibing felt a strong force coming from Guo Jing's palm. He quickly called out his Dantian and filled his right arm. Even so, Zhen Zhibing still took a step back.
surge.
He secretly screamed, "That's a lot of strength," but he didn't know that Guo Jing only used 50% of his strength in the palm strike just now. In this way, the two of them were punching back and forth, changing moves, and fighting in the same place.
Twenty people hadn't met each other, whether it was Guo Jing or the people watching from the sidelines, they could already see that Guo Jing was clearly superior.
Guo Jing, it was one move after another, calm, steady and unhurried.
On the other hand, Zhen Zhibing seemed to be restrained in his moves and attacked frequently, but always came back without success.
The two of them fought back and forth, fighting again and again, and fifty rounds passed before their eyes.
Guo Mo stood aside and stared at it without blinking. Zhen Zhibing's moves, footwork, and responses fell in Guo Mo's eyes one by one, giving him a comprehensive understanding of the Quanzhen sect's martial arts for the first time.
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"Simple and generous, neutral and peaceful", this is Guo Mo's basic impression of the Quanzhen teaching method.
After beating him for a while, he saw that Zhen Zhibing's nose was hollow and his temples were sweating profusely, and Guo Jing's forehead was also slightly moist.
Guo Mo didn't know if he was talking to himself or to someone, but he just heard him say: "The fight has lasted long enough, I wonder if big brother will win?" His voice was not loud, but it was just right for the people in the fight.
Guo Jing listened carefully.
At this time, Zhen Zhibing in the field was also a little anxious. He gritted his teeth, used 100% of his strength, touched the ground with both feet, and shot himself into the air. He reached out with his left hand and punched with his right hand. This was the unique skill of the Quanzhen Teaching.
——The "Double Wind Ear Energization" in the Three Flowers Initiation Palm fiercely attacked Guo Jing.
Zhen Zhibing had just learned this move for a short time and could not master it very well. Today he also saw that he could not win, so he used it rashly.
Seeing that the situation was bad, Guo Jing hurriedly used the "Diamond Iron Bridge" move, leaning his upper body back as hard as he could. Unexpectedly, his feet were suddenly mixed, and he lost his footing. He fell to the ground with his back crossed.
"Brother," Guo Mo saw this and ran into the field first.
Guo Jing had already stood up, his face turned slightly red, and he cupped his hands: "Taoist Master Zhen is so clever in his methods, but Guo Jing is no match for him. I admire him, I admire him." He stood aside and said no more.
When Zhen Zhibing saw that he had won, he was overjoyed, but on the surface he said: "No, no, Xiaodao was lucky just now. If he takes a few more moves, Xiaodao will probably not be able to catch it. Brother Guo Shi will give in."
The letter has been delivered, a reply has been received, and he has personally "tested" Guo Jing's martial arts. Zhen Zhibing is quite satisfied.
I heard my master say that his senior brother Yang Kang is agile and eager to learn, and his martial arts skills are even better than mine. Now that it has been confirmed that Guo Jing is not his opponent, he is full of confidence that senior brother Yang Kang will win in two years.
Zhen Zhibing's wish was fulfilled, so he said goodbye to the "Seven Eccentrics of Jiangnan" again and left.
Guo Jing, Guo Mo, and the four masters returned to the "Seven Sages Hall" and sat down again.
"Mo'er, what do you think?" Master Ke Zhen'e asked.
"Master, in the competition just now, the disciple told the elder brother in advance that he intended to let Zhen Zhibing show more of the Quanzhen Sect's kung fu, so that the disciple can observe from it." Guo Mo paused and organized his words.
"The disciples discovered that Quanzhen Kung Fu is indeed well-deserved. However, after all, Quanzhen Kung Fu is based on internal strength and supplemented by moves. The more advanced the practice, the more powerful the Kung Fu will be. Therefore, no matter how proficient the moves are for young disciples,
It’s exquisite. When you encounter an opponent of the same level, the chance of winning when you actually face the enemy is not great.”
"From the perspective of disciples, Yang Kang's kung fu should be better than Zhen Zhibing's, but it won't be much better than his eldest brother. At most, it will be between brothers, not to mention there are still two years." Guo Mo calmed down,
"Brother is fully capable of advancing to the second-rate master ranks within two years, and may even reach the mid-level level of the second-rate masters."
Hearing what Guo Mo said, several masters were shocked. Among the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Ke Zhen'e, the eldest, dare not say that he has reached the second-rate intermediate level. Nan Xiren, the fourth, can barely enter the second-rate. Han Xiaoying is still there.
He is hovering at the top of the third rate, not to mention the other four, who are all at the middle or lower level of the third rate.
Now Guo Mo actually threatens that Guo Jing can reach the second-rate level within two years, or even reach the middle level of the second-rate level? No one can believe it, after all, the current Guo Jing can only be tied with Han Xiaoying at most.
Everyone suddenly thought, if Guo Jing can reach the second-rate mid-level in two years, then what level should Guo Mo reach?
Everyone was suddenly not calm anymore.
However, seeing Guo Mo's sworn look, Boss Ke laughed "haha" twice, raised his wand, and went back to retreat again.
Without saying a word, Nan Xiren turned around and went back to practice.
Han Xiaoying looked at Guo Jing, then at Guo Mo, smiled bitterly, and pulled Zhang Asheng away.
The days have returned to their former calm.
The lives of Guo Jing and Guo Mo were almost rigid.
The two practiced martial arts in the backyard during the day and polished their internal strength in the house at night. Every seventh day, they went to the barren mountains in the north to meet the mysterious Taoist to practice internal strength and mental skills.
It goes round and round, never getting tired of it.