The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 27: Guo Jing uses ruthless tactics, Yin Zhiping suffers a setback

As soon as the words fell, a palm followed.

Guo Jing was not at all flustered. He concentrated and remained motionless. When the palm wind hit his chest, he twisted his body slightly, stretched out his left hand to grab the arm, and at the same time raised his right hand upward to grab the enemy's cheek. As long as he could grab it, he could pull it and the enemy's jaw would be dislocated.

This move was created by the brilliant scholar Zhu Cong. It is called "laughing to get rid of the chin", which means laughing so hard that the chin drops off.

But the young man knew that Guo Jing was very good at grappling, so he did not dare to underestimate him. He quickly retracted his right palm to avoid the grab, and extended his left hand to block and push Guo Jing away.

Guo Jing did not use any other moves, but continued to use the bone-breaking hand to deal with this man, wanting to find out his true colors. In a flash, the two had exchanged more than ten moves. The young Taoist's body was light and his palms were swift and graceful. Before his palms reached him, his body had already turned. Guo Jing's body movements were not very good, and he was at a disadvantage for a while.

Relying on his nimble body movements, the young man attacked with punches and kicks, forcing Guo Jing to hesitate and busy parrying. He was even kicked. Fortunately, his lower body skills were solid and the enemy did not seem to use his full strength. He just swayed slightly and did not lose his balance.

The young Taoist saw that this move worked, and he took advantage of the situation and pressed forward step by step. Although Guo Jing was at a disadvantage, he remained calm and thought about how to defeat the enemy. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he attacked the Taoist from three directions. The Taoist's body was erratic and his lower body was unstable. After a round of fierce attacks from Guo Jing, he could not maintain his swiftness and retreated repeatedly.

In an instant, the situation was reversed. Guo Jing had been training martial arts with several masters in the past few years and had a solid foundation. Although his internal strength was a little lacking, his lower body kung fu was perfect.

The young Taoist was thrown into confusion, without the advantage of his physical skills. Guo Jing changed his attack strategy and used the Nanshan Palm Technique taught by Nancy Ren. The palm technique was wide-open and wide-closed, swift and hard. In addition, he had been fighting on the battlefield for more than half a year and had seen blood on his hands, so he had no lack of experience in fighting enemies.

After gaining the upper hand, Guo Jing attacked with palm after palm, his attack was so swift and fierce that the Taoist priest was thrown into disarray. He could only defend himself hastily, and his footwork became disordered. After dozens of attacks, the Taoist priest's arms were numb, and the back of his hands and palms were burning with pain.

Just as he was about to reveal his identity, Guo Jing changed his attack again, transforming his palm technique into fist technique. His body was like a big spear, attacking quickly, leaving no way to retreat, and his feet brushed the ground as he moved forward, his speed was much faster than before.

As the fist was unleashed, the arm was raised high and chopped down, as cold and sharp as a steel knife, full of murderous intent.

The young Taoist priest had not expected that Guo Jing had such a trick up his sleeve. His hair stood on end as if he had smelled the aura of death. He crossed his arms in front of him. Guo Jing chopped him fiercely with a powerful force. The Taoist priest felt severe pain in his arms, as if they were about to break. He could not bear the force and retreated several steps.

At this moment, Guo Jing changed his previous tolerance. There was a cold light in his eyes, as if he was hunting. He made a success with one move and took the advantage without mercy. He took a staggered step, stood up and stepped forward, delivering another fierce punch.

The clenched fist created a sonic boom in the air.

The Taoist felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart, and his face looked more solemn than ever. Now he realized that he had really underestimated Guo Jing, thinking that he only had those tricks. He did not expect to suffer a great loss.

Another punch hit the Taoist's arm heavily. Before he could use the force to retreat, Guo Jing turned his fist into a claw and grabbed his arm fiercely, shaking his arm hard.

"Crack!"

The Taoist's right hand drooped limply. It was dislocated. Severe pain rushed to his forehead. He opened his mouth quickly, "Stop..." But the words turned into a scream, "Ah!"

It turned out that when Guo Jing threw a punch, he also used a Tan kick. The Taoist priest's center of gravity was unstable and he couldn't dodge in time. He was kicked hard. When his body was about to fall, Guo Jing took advantage of the situation to remove his other hand.

At this moment, he knelt on one knee, his hands locked by Guo Jing. He stared coldly at the back of the Taoist's head, "Who are you?"

Yin Zhiping felt severe pain in his arms, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He grimaced in pain, "I am Yin Zhiping, sent by my master, Taoist Master Qiu, to come to the desert to deliver a letter to the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan."

"Master Changchun? Are you a Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect?" Guo Jing frowned, very skeptical about his identity.

"I am the third generation Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect." Yin Zhiping was caught by his arms and answered honestly, no longer arrogant as before. Guo Jing learned the grappling method from Zhu Cong. Being locked by him, Yin Zhiping suffered a lot. His arms were twitching in pain. He could only beg for mercy, "Hiss, Guo Jing, let me go first."

I just asked this guy several times, but he didn't answer. It's too late to beg for mercy now!

Guo Jing did not answer, but instead spoke even harder, "Humph, words are not enough, what proof do you have?"

Yin Zhiping's face twitched. "I have a letter from my master to the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. I'll know if it's real once I read it."

At this time, a voice came from a distance, "Jing'er, let him go first."

When Guo Jing heard that this was the voice of his fourth master Zhu Cong, he loosened his grip and pushed Yin Zhiping away, which almost made him fall to the ground.

Yin Zhiping stood up covered in dust and dirt, circulated his true energy, and shook his arms. With a "click" sound, his dislocated arms were immediately restored. The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan also came closer.

Seeing the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, Yin Zhiping saluted politely and said in a clear voice: "Disciple Yin Zhiping, on the orders of our master, Taoist Master Qiu, I would like to greet all the masters."

After saying this, he kowtowed respectfully to everyone.

When the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan heard that this man was sent by Qiu Chuji, they were all surprised, especially since they had witnessed the fight between Guo Jing and Yin Zhiping and felt resentful, so they did not lend a hand to help.

Yin Zhiping knew that he had angered several seniors, so he stood up, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Zhu Cong with both hands.

At this time, patrolling Mongolian soldiers happened to be walking towards them from a distance, and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan did not want to cause any trouble.

Ke Ezhen said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Yin Zhiping followed a few people into the yurt nearby, and Jin Jin lit the mutton-fat candle.

This yurt is where Ke Zhen'e lives alone. Guo Jing is highly valued by Temujin. Several of his masters also benefited from it and lived in separate tents in the tribe.

Yin Zhiping saw that the furnishings in the room were simple and he knew that they lived a hard life, so he bowed and said, "My master is very grateful for the hard work of all the seniors over the years, and I have specially ordered this disciple to come and thank you first."

Ke Zhen'e frowned, "Oh? You went to fight Guo Jing without even saying hello, is this the power of your Quanzhen Sect?"

Yin Zhiping clasped his fists and said, "I dare not. I just thought Brother Guo Jing was a handsome man and wanted to help him. I never thought that he would become so powerful under the guidance of several seniors. I admire him."

After saying this, he turned around and apologized to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo Jing, I was rude just now. I want to apologize to you. Please forgive me."

Having just dislocated both of Yin Zhiping's arms, Guo Jing was already venting his anger. He replied calmly, "It's no problem."

　Brothers, please read on and give me recommendations. I can’t even get a chance to try out the new book!

(End of this chapter)