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Chapter 226 There Is a Fat Taoist Everywhere
Everyone was shocked, the blade was knocked away so easily, they were afraid they would lose.

But seeing that Fang Xian's other hand was already ready, he took out the dagger hidden in his arms, and with a single swing, he attacked Daerba's face.

At this time, Dalba was too late to stop him with his pestle, and he swerved to dodge. 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 club at Fang Xian.

Fang Xian threw out the dagger, but his body was not idle, he rushed forward, slashed at Daerba's waist with his palm, and shouted: "I hit you first, and I won!"

Da'erba gritted his teeth, the current situation is that if Yang Guo strikes him with a palm, he won't be injured at all, but if the pestle hits Yang Guo's head, he will definitely die.

Daerba was fighting for victory, not for life and death. In desperation, he turned the pestle sharply, slammed it on the ground, and bounced sideways with his body, avoiding Fang Xian's palm.

In the air, Daerba just wanted to twist his body, stop first and then speak.

Fang Xian was in hot pursuit, rushing forward to fight again.

Da'erba only snorted softly, without his weapon, he was courting death.

I saw Yang Guo made a strange move, suddenly leaped, and fell on the ground to attack Daerba's lower body.

Daerba frowned. In his eyes, this was really a bad move. He prostrated himself on the ground and attacked, didn't he want to die? He didn't think too much about it. He instinctively swung it out and smashed it hard, just like smashing a fly. Same.

Naturally, Fang Xian would not be sent to his death, so he retreated again and again, and rolled to the side.

Huo Dou could see clearly, he just covered his head and uttered a foul language.

Daerba would never withdraw his moves, nor would he hold back his hands. The pestle slammed hard on the ground, causing his body in the air to shake back a bit. Afterwards, he adjusted and twisted in the air, and his feet stabilized. Luo, thinking that it was a decent landing this time, even though he was attacked by Fang Xian with a few moves, he didn't suffer the slightest loss.

"Come again!" Daerba shouted loudly, furiously.

"Wait!" Fang Xian waved his hand and pointed at Daerba's feet.

Daerba lowered his head and looked, okay, now he is rightly outside the circle.

"This... this..." Daerba was embarrassed for a moment, angry and unwilling, "You are cheating, your moves are not better than me!"

Fang Xian said: "Uncle Daerba, this is because you are wrong. I never intended to hit you. From the beginning to the end of the move, I just wanted to force you out of the circle. In the end, I succeeded because of my subtle move."

As he spoke, he spread his hands and said, "Look at me, if you don't stand here properly, you can't beat me with hundreds of moves!"

After Daerba thought about it, it was indeed the case, Yang Guo's several moves forced him to back up again and again, if he just wanted to hit him, he could use other changes.

How did he know that Fang Xian had no choice but to choose this way.With my own strength, it is impossible to hit Daerba. To defeat Daerba, he can only rely on Daerba himself.

Daerba thought about it again, and said: "Your moves are indeed exquisite... I can't do anything to you, you won."

After saying that, without thinking too much, he put down the big pestle, knelt down on the spot, and knocked his head three times:
"Master! I worshiped you first, but I don't know if my original master will let me go. I will go back and ask him."

"…………"

The whole audience was stunned, this turning point was too sudden, it was so easy to become a teacher.

Fang Xian suppressed a smile and said solemnly: "My good disciple, if the master doesn't 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 Daerba sighed, he said solemnly again: "I will tell the Dharma King about the exquisite martial arts of the Central Plains when I go back. Presumably he will agree with me to worship your master at the same time!"

"Enough..." Huo Dou couldn't bear it any longer, he went to help Da'erba up, "Hurry up, don't be ashamed, brother."

Da'erba said indignantly: "Master's moves are better than mine, I am willing to bet and admit defeat, where is the shame?"

Huo Dou looked sideways at Fang Xian, with a look of coldness in his eyes: "Yang Guo, how dare you fight Xiao Wang again."

"Martial Nephew Huo, you are still young as a teacher, and you don't have that much physical strength." He said and turned to look at Guo Jing.

Guo Jing immediately reacted, and said clearly: "Only use moves, not internal force, I can use Quanzhen Kung Fu to fight you."

Huo Dou gritted his teeth, what a Yang Guo, he counted every step.

Designate the field as a field, force Daerba to lose, set the tone of the fighting style, so that Guo Jing can participate in the battle...

Even if Yang Guo loses, Guo Jing can still take the lead, without the constraints of inner strength and mentality, this Yang Guo has even thought of the next move.

Thinking about this, Huo Dou just sighed, this battle was completely defeated and he said that this Yang Guo is a big kid, it's really scary.

Huo Dou helped Dalba up and said to everyone: "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? My Quanzhen Sect can win you with just one child, what else can you say?"

"Oh?" Huo Dou grinned grimly, "Isn't the Central Plains the most respectful of manners? This kid didn't kowtow to worship a teacher, so he is considered a Quanzhen teacher?"

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

"Rules are determined by people! Whether Yang Guo kowtows or not, the poor man has his own decision - no!!!"

The whole audience was shocked. Taoist Master Qiu really thought of what he was saying...

Huo Dou was also stunned, never expecting that Qiu Chuji could do this.

"Okay! Wait for Xiao Wang to go back and practice hard, and then challenge again!" Huo Dou pushed Da'erba and was about to leave.

Da'erba turned his head and said: "Master, you wait for the apprentice to come back and explain to you! Then I will teach the disciple the exquisite Central Plains martial arts."

"My dear disciple, I am waiting for you as a teacher."

"Shut up!" Huo Dou hurriedly pushed Da'erba and ran away with his head in his arms.

Yin Zhiping moved closer to Qiu Chu's body, and asked softly, "Do you want to..."

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 moment, Fang Xian's legs finally went limp, and his strength was exhausted.

Qiu Chuji hurried over to check his pulse: "No problem, it's just too much consumption..."

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

"Yes..." Zhao Zhijing left angrily.

Seeing this, Guo Jing knew that Qiu Chuji had recognized this disciple, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, confessed to Fang Xian a few more words, and then left.

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

However, Qiu Chuji still asked him to learn martial arts from Zhao Zhijing, saying that to learn martial arts, he must first cultivate his character. Yang Guo's qualifications were sufficient, but his character was still a bit 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 didn't like him very much, this kid was too aggressive, he had to suppress him.In addition, he resented Guo Jing for embarrassing him, he couldn't beat Guo Jing, so he naturally put this account on Yang Guo's head.

Seeing him coming, Zhao Zhijing didn't look up, but asked, "Have you memorized the Tao Te Ching?"

"pass."

Zhao Zhijing snorted, picked a few pages and asked questions, but Yang Guo's answers were not bad at all.

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

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

"Huh? Are you dissatisfied with Taoist Qiu's orders?" Zhao Zhijing just smiled, "Master told me to be strict with the housekeeper, to cultivate my character first and then practice martial arts. Looking at it this way, you are still impatient. Go recite it first, and talk about it later." .”

Fang Xian was dissatisfied in his heart, but he held back his face, and only asked: "Then when can I recite my thoughts?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Zhijing pondered for a while, then smiled, "I'm satisfied."

"Fuck, stinking idiot, Baga."

"What did you say?"

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

Fang Xian bowed and retreated, but he was so cruel that his teeth itch, and he also blamed Qiu Chuji for being pedantic, handing himself over to Zhao Zhijing and ignoring him.

Without proper mental training, no matter how many moves you know, it's useless. In the end, it's just a show, and you can't fight.

Huang Rong gave the Peach Blossom Island's way of thinking, but Huang Rong is too cunning, and gave him the best of the best. If he followed that path, he would be useless at the beginning.

Although the Quanzhen Sect is unbearable, the mental method was created by Wang Chongyang after all, and it belongs to the superior class, but people have different talents. Nowadays, Taoist priests are not able to cultivate to the level of Wang Chongyang, that's all.

Just as he was trying to figure it out, a fat Taoist came with a few people.

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

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo came out of the middle and was deeply appreciated by Qiu Chuji.

Apart from martial arts, Quanzhen sect also specializes in alchemy and so on. Every year, the elders will rank in martial arts competitions based on their merits and demerits, and reward the juniors with potions. You'll get a lot of benefits.

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

However, recently, Master Zhao Zhijing has revealed a layer of meaning, Yang Guo's kung fu is superficial, not powerful, it is time to suppress him and let everyone know Yang Guo's actual level.

The fat Taoist priest took the order of the teacher, and here he is.

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

Fang Xian wanted to maintain a harmonious interpersonal relationship, so he smiled and replied: "No, I am very diligent in morals, brother, let's discuss the "Tao Te Ching", you see..."

"Cough..." The fat Taoist interrupted him and drew his sword, "I don't understand a few moves. I have heard for a long time that my junior brother is very good at martial arts. May I ask you a lesson?"

(End of this chapter)