Gu Cheng grunted and was hit in the ribs. He fell away and flew away. Before he could stand still, he received another solid slap from Hong Qiyi on the back.
With a bang, he fell to the ground, looking disgraced.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
Even though this kind of thing had happened many times, Hong Qi still felt his heart tightening and rushed towards it.
But before he could help him, Gu Cheng jumped up, patted the dust on his body, and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter!"
Mr. Liuyu is not someone who can be picked out casually, and since Hong Qi promised to take Gu Cheng with him, it is only natural to accompany him now.
As a result, Gu Chengjie felt the feeling of a sandbag.
To be fair, Hong Qi, who was under thirty, was not much better than him in internal strength. He probably only had access to one or two more extraordinary meridians and eight meridians, which was about 20 to 30% deeper.
Simply fighting each other, the two of them might have to use hundreds of moves to determine the outcome.
But in the real fight, Gu Cheng couldn't even move past twenty moves.
There is no way, the combat experience gap is too big.
The subtlety of the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon is second to none. Hong Qi's palms are not just for ruthlessness and quickness, but he has the ingenuity to turn decay into magic. He uses the most appropriate moves at the most appropriate time.
Gu Cheng, on the other hand, was meticulous and used the moves in the Nine Yin Manual, just like a turn-based system. Although the speed was fast and the force was strong, the connection between moves was rigid and the temporary response was poor.
Thanks to Huang Shang's great joy when he found out that Gu Cheng had actually mastered his internal skills to a small degree within half a year, and taught him the next volume, Gu Cheng was able to master more than a dozen moves, otherwise he would have collapsed in just a few encounters.
Of course, with such tricks, Gu Cheng's actual combat experience also improved rapidly. The Nine Yin Manual was not given in vain. In just half a month, he could use the Great Demon-Suppressing Fist to compete with Hong Qi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
There were more than thirty moves going back and forth.
"From today on, get on the sword!"
But this is not enough.
When Gu Cheng threw a sharp sword over, Hong Qi hesitated for a while and finally took hold of the hilt.
For a top-notch master like Hong Qi, he has already glimpsed some of the subtleties of martial arts. Although the sword he uses cannot reach the level of Dragon Subduing Palm and Dog Fighting Stick Technique, it is by no means without threat.
At this moment, when Hong Qi held the thin sword, he turned the sword and the dazzling sunlight refracted, making Gu Cheng's eyes dodge, and the sword struck like lightning.
Swish, swish, swish, the sword light shot out, attacking Gu Cheng's eyebrows, eyes, throat, and heart.
There are dangers everywhere!
Every move is filled with murderous intent!
Gu Cheng lost the opportunity and had no time to parry, so he could only use Snake and Fly to avoid the attack.
As a result, he was never able to fight back again. He was left stunned and completely enveloped by the rain-like sword force.
The Beggar Gang is the gang that has the most contact with the three religions and nine liu. Hong Qi, as the confirmed next gang leader, has naturally come into contact with, and even had conflicts with, those powerful assassins in the world.
At this time, he was imitating one of the great enemies, a set of killing swords that appeared and appeared, so that he could guard against the unwary.
Phew!
Soon after, Gu Cheng didn't dodge in time, and a long blood mark was cut on his back, and he screamed in pain.
Hong Qi couldn't help but slow down his movements, and then he heard Gu Cheng yelling: "Don't hold back, I'm afraid of getting hurt today, and I will only bleed more in the future!"
"Okay, your highness, be careful!" Hong Qi attacked. Gu Cheng knew that he would lose if he defended for too long, so he also used his body skills to fight back fiercely.
Half a stick of incense!
In just half a stick of incense, Gu Cheng's whole body was covered in blood, with more than a dozen wounds scattered all over the place. Even if Hong Qi deliberately avoided the vital points, it was still shocking to see.
"stop!"
Gu Cheng swayed, and finally couldn't hold it any longer. He sat down on the ground, took out a Nine-turn Bear Snake Pill, and quickly drank it.
In other words, if Hong Qi, a martial artist in the martial arts world, dared to take action, it would be absolutely impossible for Huang Shang.
But it was the feeling of being out of breath that made Gu Cheng feel the terror of death again.
This is different from when he was captured alive by Zhang Jiao. At that time, he was really powerless and the difference in strength was huge. But just now, after struggling several times, he could not escape the fate of death, which tested people's hearts even more.
So, Gu Cheng adjusted his breathing a little, entered samadhi directly, and began to refine his mind.
Among the eight dragon canons, the first seven chapters are all about refining the spirit, and only the last chapter on the practice of the mind is about refining the spirit.
But it is this last article that has stuck with countless royal family members who live a decadent life and only know how to have fun. Even if they have started, it is extremely difficult to advance to a higher level.
Just like Gu Cheng, his five senses including shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch have been cultivated. Even if he doesn't activate his true energy, his various senses are several times more sensitive than ordinary people. This is how he can improve in actual combat.
The reason why it's so fast.
But from the five senses and six senses, I have no clue.
It was not until the extremely tense confrontation, the great terror between life and death, that Gu Cheng suddenly had a glimpse of the so-called six senses.
But that feeling was fleeting, and now he couldn't explain it clearly.
"When I was at the Taoist temple, I heard that many children from aristocratic families traveled far and wide. Once they had a sudden enlightenment and opened up the five senses and six consciousnesses, they probably experienced the hardships of life and death. Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, it is true that for the lineage of refining gods,
The two are indispensable!"
Gu Cheng thought about it for a while, put it down, and turned back to refining his energy. The muscles all over his body collapsed, rising and falling like a dragon.
Haste makes waste. He is now majoring in martial arts and refining his soul. If there is an opportunity for refining his soul, it would be the best. If not, that's fine. There is no need to be too persistent.
"Come again!"
There were Jiuzhuan Xiongshewan, and the wounds quickly scabbed over one by one. Gu Cheng jumped up, moved his fists and feet, and shouted.
Hong Qi's eyes showed emotion. With such perseverance and determination, no wonder there have been such earth-shaking changes in just a few months.
After fighting for several more times, Gu Cheng did not try to push the opponent further. He stopped and began to ask Hong Qi about the use of hidden weapons, poisons, and code words in the sect rules.
These are things Huang Shang is not proficient in. Only an old Jianghu like Hong Qi can keep track of all the major forces and famous figures in the Jianghu.
Just like that, another month passed, and the autumn air was crisp. The Master of Six Desires, who had been silent for a long time, finally moved.
"He is actually hiding in Duke Jia's palace?"
When the news reached his hands through the beggar gang, Gu Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw it.
Who is Duke Jia Guo? This man is called Zhao Lu. He is intelligent by nature and deeply loved by Xiaozong, the current Supreme Emperor. He even had the intention of abdicating the throne to him.
The succession of emperors in the Southern Song Dynasty is very interesting. All three generations abdicated. Gaozong gave way to Xiaozong, Xiaozong gave way to Guangzong, and Guangzong gave way to Ningzong and Zhao Kuo. Oh, the last one was forced by the ministers, and the leader was Han Yuzhou.
And Gu Cheng's cheap grandfather once had the intention to give the throne to Zhao Guan. Did the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen have any idea?
Of course, it didn't come true in the end, otherwise Gu Cheng's advantageous father Guangzong would not be in power now.
However, Zhao Kuan was still a threat. When Guangzong wanted to make Zhao Kuo the crown prince last year, Xiaozong stopped him because he thought that Zhao Kuo was too idiotic and might as well make Zhao Kuan the crown prince.
It can be seen from this that the Supreme Emperor still has the right to speak, and this Zhao Lu is not without any threat to Gu Cheng.
"It's not convenient for me to take action around Duke Jia's mansion, so you can arrange it!"
Gu Cheng thought for a while and prepared to be more cautious. After all, it involved a battle for the throne, and the identities of both parties were too sensitive.
That night, Gu Cheng, who had slightly changed his appearance, went to a restaurant a street away from Duke Jia's mansion to wait. From a distance, he saw the fire there soaring into the sky, and he actually walked into the water.
Although only a corner of the Duke's Mansion was burned, it was able to arouse the fire. Inside, gongs and drums were beating wildly, and countless servants came in and out to put out the fire, creating a panic.
In the middle of it, a white figure emerged from the house, passing by in a flash like a white horse passing through a gap.
The Beggar Clan disciples surrounded him, and a fierce clash of weapons suddenly sounded.
In the dim night and the rising firelight, Gu Cheng's eyes were like a torch and he saw the figure at a glance.
With sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall and straight figure, a plain white gown, and an ancient sword at his waist, he was originally a dashing scribe, but the smile at the corner of his mouth destroyed his temperament and turned him into a sinister one.
"Is this person the Master of Six Desires?" Gu Cheng raised his brows slightly.
A flower picker is a flower picker. No matter how good his martial arts skills are or how good his appearance is, there is always an aura of lewdness and evil between his eyebrows. The same is true for this man, with an evil smile on his lips and a twisted and sick look in his eyes.
But for some reason, Gu Cheng always felt familiar, as if there was something about this person that he was very familiar with.
"Interesting!"
Gu Cheng's eyes flashed with light, he jumped up and blended into the night.
He had an intuition that the Beggar Clan might not be able to stop this young man of lust!