The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 92 Guo Jing's Gradual Enlightenment

Huang Rong thought that she would never be able to do this. There were more than a hundred pine trees on the ground. Even if she learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it would not be possible. In terms of internal strength alone, she was far behind.

Alas, this guy got the upper hand.

For a moment, she felt quite unbalanced, and was thinking about trying to appease the old senior and learn something from him. She had put so much effort into cooking, she couldn't just do things for him.

Guo Jing sat on the ground, trying his best to resume his Qigong and breathing exercises. Although he was concentrating his mind, he still remained quite alert and did not completely relax.

While Huang Rong was daydreaming, Hong Qigong was eating with his mouth full of oil, and his tongue was almost swallowed into his stomach. In a blink of an eye, the frog legs and eight-treasure duck were all gone. Then he remembered that Guo Jing had not eaten yet. He felt a little sorry and stopped eating, "Guo boy, get up quickly, I will finish this in a while."

Guo Jing adjusted his breathing for a while, and his true energy had recovered 30% of it. He opened his eyes and looked at Hong Qigong with gratitude and apology in his eyes, "Senior, you have taught me martial arts, and I have benefited a lot from you. Please accept my greetings." As he said this, he stood up from the ground and bowed deeply to Hong Qigong.

It was not until now that he confirmed that the Hong Qigong in front of him was really as upright as his masters had said, and an admirable senior master. Before, he had been judging others by his own standards.

Seeing him salute, Hong Qigong jumped up and dodged, "What are you doing? If you want to thank someone, thank the little girl from the Huang family. If it weren't for these delicacies, this old beggar wouldn't be willing to teach you how to look after the house."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Seventh Master, this is actually nothing. You haven't even tasted my best dish yet."

Hong Qigong was surprised and delighted, and asked hurriedly: "What dish?"

Huang Rong pouted her lips and counted on her fingers, "I can't list them all at once. For example, stir-fried cabbage, steamed tofu, stewed eggs, boiled meat, I can't list them all at once."

Hong Qigong knew very well that a true cooking master could show his miraculous skills in the most ordinary dishes. This principle was the same as in martial arts. Only when one can show the miraculous in the ordinary can he be said to be a master. After hearing her say this, an image suddenly appeared in his mind. He could not help but feel surprised and happy. A fawning and pleading look appeared on his face, without the demeanor of a senior master at all.

Huang Rong wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "Humph, but I don't want to do it now."

Hong Qigong came up to her and said flatteringly, "Girl, don't do that. If you feel tired, I'll go buy groceries and I'll pay for all the expenses. How about that?"

Huang Rong turned her head away and pretended to be angry, "Forget it, Qigong, you are biased. You only teach him and not me. I couldn't beat him in the first place, and now that he has learned your unique skills, I am even less of a match for him."

Hong Qigong showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and said at a loss, "Then what do you say we should do? It's up to you."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, and her anger turned into joy. She didn't look angry at all. "Seventh Master, you said this, don't regret it."

Hong Qigong was provoked by this, and with the temptation of delicious food, he immediately said, "You little girl, how can an old beggar go back on his word? Whatever you say is what it is."

Huang Rong felt a little embarrassed when he said that. Her voice became softer and softer, as if she was acting like a spoiled child. "Seventh Master, teach me a set of skills that will beat his. If you teach me, I will cook for you."

Hong Qigong's face was full of joy, and he patted his chest and said, "That's easy. He only learned one move. How difficult is it to defeat him? I will teach you a set of 'Xiao Yao You' boxing skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up, his sleeves flying, and he leaped east and west with extremely light and agile movements.

Guo Jing on the side took a glance and then stopped looking. He squatted beside and ate the leftovers left by Hong Qigong. Although they were leftovers, they were from Huang Rong after all, so he still ate with relish.

When Hong Qigong was practicing boxing, Huang Rong watched intently, memorizing silently in her heart. By the time Hong Qigong finished a set of boxing, she had already learned half of it. Then, the two walked to the other side of the grove, and Hong Qigong taught her attentively. In less than two hours, she had learned all 36 moves of "Xiao Yao You". Finally, she and Hong Qigong started at the same time, and the two stood side by side, one starting from the left, the other starting from the right, circling back and forth, just like a jade swallow or a big eagle dancing. After the 36 moves were finished, the two landed at the same time and smiled at each other.

Hong Qigong praised, "You are a girl with great talent. I don't know how Huang Lao Xie gave birth to a daughter like you. This "Xiao Yao You" is the martial arts I practiced when I was young. It is in line with your original martial arts. It's not that I don't want to teach you, but you really can't learn my martial arts."

After learning a set of boxing techniques, the imbalance in Huang Rong's heart had long since dissipated. She said with a smile as beautiful as a flower, "Qi Gong, that guy looks stupid at first glance. No matter how strong he is, it's useless if he can't hit me. He won't be able to beat me in the future."

Hearing this, Hong Qigong opened his mouth, but decided not to say anything, so as not to upset her. That boy was also a freak. He was able to master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in just two moves. Although he was still not proficient, as long as he practiced hard, the girl would definitely not be able to beat him. Especially the gap in skill level could not be bridged by just one or two sets of martial arts.

Afterwards, the three returned to the town. Huang Rong cooked different kinds of delicious food for Hong Qigong every day. There was no repeated dish for every meal. People are soft-hearted when they eat from others, and they are grateful when they receive from others. Under the temptation of delicious food, Hong Qigong naturally spared no effort in teaching Huang Rong.

He explained the Xiaoyaoyou boxing technique over and over again, broke it down and gave it to her as a sparring partner. In just over ten days, Huang Rong had mastered it to perfection.

Guo Jing did not leave, but practiced Kang Long You Hui over and over again. Under the guidance of Hong Qigong, he changed his method of practice. He bought some tofu, put it on a piece of wood, and hit it with strength without using any true energy. When he broke the wood while leaving the tofu intact, he would use his true energy to practice palm techniques.

With a clear understanding of the changes between hardness and softness, you can naturally restrain your strength at will, retaining 70% and attacking the enemy with 30%.

Guo Jing had the perseverance to make up for his shortcomings with hard work. Every day except eating and sleeping, he practiced this move. He was so immersed in it that he even forgot the appointment at the Misty Rain Tower.

Seeing his situation, Hong Qigong understood that this kid was gradually gaining enlightenment. This was an opportunity that everyone in the martial arts world dreamed of.

He asked Huang Rong not to disturb Guo Jing and to prepare the meal with peace of mind. With Hong Qigong's instructions, Huang Rong did not disturb him. She was also very curious about the extent to which Guo Jing could achieve this so-called enlightenment.

More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, but for Guo Jing, this process was very long. The scenes of several masters teaching him martial arts in the past ten years kept emerging in his mind. The teacher's teachings, Ma Yu's guidance, seemingly simple, inadvertent words actually contained the principles of martial arts.

The scenes of him fighting on the battlefield and confronting the Four Yellow River Ghosts and Liang Ziweng flowed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. These experiences turned into firewood, igniting his martial arts wisdom and pushing him forward to another level of martial arts.

Ten days later, one morning, Guo Jing came to the pine forest again. He tied the tofu to the pine tree, gathered his true energy, and slammed out with one palm. The palm force swept across the surroundings, and the air flow was blown back. The pine tree broke with a sound, but the tofu tied to the trunk was intact.

Hong Qigong on the side had mixed feelings. This kid had really mastered it. He had trained this move into a soft and gentle palm force. He was able to control the force. He had already understood the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

At this moment, Guo Jing stared blankly at the broken pine tree in front of him, as if waking up from a dream.

"Qigong, what am I doing?"

"Guo, congratulations, you have completely mastered the move of Kang Long You Hui."

I learned?

Guo Jing looked at his hands in disbelief. For the past ten days or so, he had studied and practiced day and night, practicing over and over again for no less than tens of thousands of times. He practiced during the day and in his dreams at night, like an obsession, before he finally mastered this move completely.

As the protagonist, a little gradual enlightenment is not considered cheating. Sudden enlightenment, realizing a move before battle, being the extreme brother, and being the explosive brother are really cheating.

(End of this chapter)