Chapter 45: Congenital Fighting

　　Seeing her anxious expression, Yang Guo comforted, "Auntie, I'm already well, look."

　　Yang Guo was lucky, he used the soft net pose with one hand, forming a faint suction force in front of his palm, attracting the sleeves of several knights not far away to be ripped off.

　　Seeing that his expression was as usual and he was not uncomfortable, Xiao Longnv's worry disappeared, she lowered her head and put the porcelain bottle away.

　　Seeing Xiao Longnu's messy black hair, Yang Guo subconsciously wanted to straighten her up, but when she raised her head, Yang Guo stopped moving.

　　"What happened to you later? But what's wrong?"

　　Goddess Xiaolong looked a little nervous, and stretched out her slender hand to touch Yang Guo's forehead.

　　The warm and cool touch on the forehead brought Yang Guo back to his senses, and asked in an anxious tone: "Auntie, you were not angry with your son that day, were you?"

　　Before waiting for Xiao Longnu's answer, I heard other people's shouts: "You two, if you have something to do, go inside and talk, we still have business here."

　　Seeing Xiao Longnu with a puzzled expression, Yang Guo's eyes darkened a little, he took her hand and said, "Girl, let's continue talking in the lobby, they are going to fight soon."

　　Xiao Longnv nodded, with some thoughts in her clear eyes, she walked into the hall with Yang Guo.

　　...

　　The two behaved intimately as if no one was around, talking while walking, and walked into the lobby amidst envious and jealous eyes.

　　'I didn't die! That's great, I didn't die! '

　　Guo Jing's eyes kept following Yang Guo's movements, if he hadn't never abandoned public affairs for personal reasons, he might have run over to hug Yang Guo long ago.

　　Obviously Qiu Chuji did not tell Guo Jing about Yang Guo.

　　Huang Rong also recognized Yang Guo, and even thought of the "Shaoxia Yang" she learned from the Zuixian Tower half a year ago.

　　'So Fu'er met Yang Guo that day? So what is he doing here today? Is it to seek revenge? '

　　The more she thought about it, the faster Huang Rong's heart beat.

　　Because of what happened to Yang Kang back then, Huang Rong had a certain prejudice against Yang Guo.

　　the other side.

　　Staring at Zhen Zhibing whose eyes were blurred, Zhao Zhimin sneered in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Junior Brother Zhen, what are you looking at? You're so engrossed, but you're looking at that woman surnamed Long? It's a pity, she has a husband and son-in-law."

　　"Senior Brother Zhao said carefully, that person is Miss Long's apprentice, how could he be as Senior Brother thinks?"

　　"Oh, Junior Brother Zhen really knows how to lie to himself~"

　　Zhen Zhibin wanted to defend himself again, but when he saw the gazes of Hao Datong and others, he quickly closed his mouth.

　　...

　　Huo Dou secretly hated Yang Guo's sudden moth, which delayed his work, he patted the iron bone fan and shouted loudly:

　　"Everyone! I don't know what Guo Jing and Guo Daxia said just now, but do you really mean it?"

　　"You Mongol bastard! We Central Plains people keep their promises, do you think they are like you barbarians?"

　　"You're in such a hurry to get beaten?"

　　"Which dog is not tied properly and comes out to bark?"

　　...

　　Hearing the unbearable sarcasm, Huo Dou's expression turned ugly. As a Mongolian nobleman, he rarely comes into contact with these beggars' swear words on weekdays, but when he heard them suddenly, his body trembled from anger.

　　"Hmph! If the martial arts in the Central Plains are all vulgar and reckless men who use their tongues, then according to Xiao Wang, there is no need to compare martial arts, and it is better than lip service."

　　Huo Dou is a person who never wants to suffer, and directly retaliates.

　　The noise became louder and louder, Guo Jing glanced at Huo Dou, stretched out his hands and pressed twice.

　　"Heroes trust Guo so much, Guo is very grateful, so I won't thank you much here."

　　After a pause, Guo Jing changed the subject and shouted loudly: "Huo is you, or someone else!"

　　Naturally, Huo Dou absolutely did not dare to fight Guo Jing, so he withdrew his body, revealing the Jinlun Fawang who maintained the aura of a master.

　　"Ho ho ho... Now that you Central Plains martial arts have accepted, this old monk will come to learn from your master!"

　　"Guo also wants to experience Tantric martial arts!"

　　During the few conversations between the two, the courtyard in Lu's Manor had been vacated and used as a ring.

　　In the arena.

　　The two didn't make a move immediately, but looked at each other, trying to see the flaws in each other's connections.

　　call~

　　The not very warm spring breeze blows.

　　Jinlun Dharma King's internal energy was shaken, and he attacked first, wanting to strike first.

　　With a fierce palm wind, he slapped Guo Jing's face, and the strong wind brought up the clothes and hair of everyone under the ring dancing wildly.

　　"Well done!"

　　Guo Jing didn't change his expression, he made a sudden move, he retreated and slightly bent his knees, defending against the flying Jinlun Fawang.

　　Guo Jing's outstretched palms were in the shape of dragon claws, like a dragon with its mouth open, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

　　Jinlun Fawang noticed something strange, and hurriedly resorted to the Kung Fu of the Thousand Catty Falling Kung Fu.

　　With a sound of "bang--", Jin Lun's feet cracked the gray stone floor, his body swayed, and his face was ugly.

　　Seeing the opportunity, Guo Jing's eyes flickered, and he changed his moves calmly, making a move that benefited the whole river, and made it with ease.

　　hold head high--

　　Only a boundless dragon chant was heard.

　　Guo Jing kept changing his palms, and in an instant, with an imaginary dragon's head, he pushed it out fiercely, and imprinted it on the heart of Jinlun Fawang.

　　Jinlun Fawang's complexion changed drastically, and he hastily greeted him with both palms.

　　Snapped--

　　Whoops, whoops, whoops...

　　The four palms are facing each other, and the internal forces are fighting each other.

　　The fierce wind generated between the collisions flew sand and rocks,

Sweeping towards the bottom of the ring, all the people in the Jianghu were frightened and took a few steps back to avoid it.

　　After one move, the two separated.

　　Jinlun Fawang's face was gloomy and frightening. He had just rushed to the battle, and his arm was in pain, so he had to use his internal strength to suppress the discomfort.

　　Guo Jing frowned, a little surprised at Jinlun Fawang's palm strength, but it was just a surprise.

　　After hastily checking each move, Guo Jing didn't give his opponent the slightest chance to breathe.

　　With all his strength, he used his ultimate move, flew up, and shot at Jinlun Fawang Tianling Gai.

　　Qian Hexagram: Xiang said: Ninth Five-Year: The flying dragon is in the sky, and it is beneficial to see adults.

　　This move is the fiercest move in the subduing dragon palm technique, and it is also a move to forcefully suppress the opponent and fight with himself.

　　Guo Jing struck down from above, using the force of falling from the sky, making his palm powerful and heavy, making it even more terrifying.

　　hold head high--

　　Everyone present only heard a dragon chant, and when they looked up, they saw a lifelike dragon coming out of Guo Jing's wide palm and attacking the sweating Jinlun Fawang.

　　"Dragon Elephant Bodyguard!"

　　Jinlun Fawang yelled loudly, and several illusory pythons wrapped around his body, and a mighty idol roared up to the sky, protecting Jinlun Fawang inside his body.

　　Whoops, whoops, whoops...

　　The internal forces of the two fell into a stalemate, constantly colliding and cancelling.

　　After about five breaths.

　　Crack...crack...crack...

　　As if something was broken.

　　Boom, boom, boom—

　　A series of violent explosions sounded, setting off billows of smoke and dust.

　　Guo Jing landed with light work, retreated to the edge of the ring, his face was flushed, and blood seemed to ooze from his palms hanging on his waist and hips.

　　The dust is uncertain.

　　A group of chivalrous warriors from the Song Dynasty celebrated first.

　　"Hahaha, I'm afraid this Broken Wheel King was beaten to ashes by Guo Daxia, hahahaha..."

　　"No, no, maybe this is some kind of Wang You Vajra's indestructible magical skill."

　　"Hey, the invincible magic of King Kong is Shaolin's martial arts. What does it have to do with these Mongolian monks? It's okay for you to be ugly, why do you still like to talk nonsense!"

　　"Heroes, I'm sorry, Brother Bao is used to being outspoken, so please don't share his knowledge."

　　"No and no... I'm not ugly... um... um..."

　　Before Bao Bufei could finish his sentence, his mouth was covered by two people who were traveling with him, and he was dragged aside.