The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 163 Everyone loves you
"Brother Guo, why do I feel that the martial arts styles of these two people are somewhat similar?" Huang Rong was a little puzzled as she watched the two people fighting fiercely on the field. Obviously, one was using a staff and the other was using fists, but she always felt that there was an inexplicable similarity between them.

"Rong'er, your feeling is correct. These two people should be practicing the same martial arts. Because the training methods of tendons, bones and muscles are the same, even though the moves they use are different, they have many similarities in the eyes of experts."

"But since they practice the same martial arts, why do the people on both sides look like they don't know each other at all?"

Although Guo Jing explained Huang Rong's doubts to her, he himself also had some things he couldn't figure out.

"Could it be that the martial arts of one of the parties has a questionable origin?" Huang Rong guessed. After all, such advanced martial arts could not be something that can be found everywhere.

"Maybe"

Guo Jing and Huang Rong could both see that the two of them practiced the same martial arts style, and King Jinlun, who was also proficient in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, could see it even more clearly.

Therefore, he was even more shocked in his heart. His disciple Dalba had an amazing physique and a pure heart, which made him extremely suitable for practicing martial arts such as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra.

Even so, Dalba had only cultivated to the fifth level, while the Central Plains man opposite him who looked younger had actually cultivated to the sixth level. Such aptitude made King Jinlun feel attracted to his talent.

As for the origin of Yang Guo's Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, King Jinlun didn't care. Although this thing was not common, it was not too difficult to obtain in Tibet.

After all, this set of martial arts is said to be independent of aptitude and even a dull person can successfully practice it, but in fact it also depends most on aptitude. People without aptitude will never be able to practice to a high level.

The training time doubles with each level. Anyone who knows about exponential explosion knows how terrifying it is.

At this time, Yang Guo was completely immersed in the battle, but he didn't know that there was a man named Lao Liu who had set his eyes on him and was preparing to snatch him away to be his apprentice.

"Muscle explosion!"

Yang Guo roared angrily, and all the muscles in his body swelled up as if they were inflated. The surge of blood made his whole body turn red, like a little red giant.

This move is the ultimate secret of the Whale Killing Fist that he learned. It was taught to him by his master after he had mastered the sixth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. He suffered a lot in order to master this move.

His body suffered several serious injuries. If it weren't for his master's extraordinary medical skills, he would have died long ago. Even so, he only had a preliminary grasp of this secret.

"Full of martial virtue!"

The red fist hit Darba's vajra like a meteor.

Bang!
A burst of energy burst out from the point where the fist and the stick collided, and the solid iron vajra was instantly knocked away by the huge force. After spinning a few times in the air, it was inserted into the bluestone ground.

The stick, as thick as a baby's arm, bends into an arc visible to the naked eye.

"Ah!" The vajra in his hand was knocked away, but Dalba did not retreat. He roared and continued to rush towards Yang Guo.

However, his martial arts skills were not as good as Yang Guo's, and he could only fight with Yang Guo relying on the convenience of the weapons in his hands. Now, without his weapons, he was knocked away by Yang Guo in just two moves.

boom!
Dalba's body fell heavily in front of King Jinlun and he struggled for a few times but was unable to get up.

King Jinlun raised his hand to signal, and immediately several Mongolians came forward to help Darba up.

"Master, that man is so powerful, I am no match for him." Dalba lowered his head.

"Don't be discouraged. The eagle on the grassland will never be discouraged because of a failed hunting." Compared with King Huodu Jinlun, he was more patient with Dalba.

After comforting Dalba with a few words, King Jinlun turned his gaze to Yang Guo, whose body was shrinking little by little.

"I'm a little bit over the top. I originally used it as a trump card."

Yang Guo reflected on himself while feeling the weakness coming from his body. He took out a small bottle from his waist with his right hand, poured out a small green pill and threw it into his mouth.

"But it's the ultimate secret, it's really powerful!"

After the small green pill entered Yang Guo's stomach, warm currents soon rose from his abdomen and circulated throughout his body, and the feeling of weakness caused by using the ultimate secret quickly faded away.

The moment the fight between the two ended, the people in the martial arts world who had been watching the fight with bated breath were suddenly in an uproar. It was his powerful external kung fu that shocked them, but Yang Guo's final transformation really shocked them.

"Oh my God, is this still martial arts?" a man with a blood-red beard exclaimed.

"Of course not. What kind of martial arts can turn a person into this? This is not like the magic in the opera."

"What kind of magic is this? I'm surprised by what I've seen so far. I think this is some kind of strange martial arts."

"Martial arts? Oh, Zhu Laosi, you are so powerful, show us some."

"I just said it was some kind of martial arts, I didn't say I could do it"

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Ordinary people in the martial arts world were talking about it, and even top martial arts masters like Guo Jing and Huang Rong were shocked.

Although internal energy can do many things that ordinary people cannot imagine, this kind of martial arts involving physical changes is also beyond their imagination.

After all, this kind of martial arts involving physical changes is a level higher than the current world. If Mu Sheng's Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra had not reached the eleventh level, he would not have been able to create this kind of skill.

“Little brother, you have amazing skills. May I know what to call you and who is your master?” King Jinlun waited until Yang Guo had finished regulating his breathing before approaching him to speak.

The gentle tone made Huo Du behind him feel unfamiliar. The master had never spoken to him in such a kind voice before.

What? Am I unworthy?

"Old monk, you are too kind. My little martial arts skills are nothing." Yang Guo spoke much softer when facing people who were friendly to him.

“I haven’t made a name for myself in the martial arts world, and I dare not mention my master’s name for fear of bringing shame to him.” Because Guo Jing and others were still watching Yang Guo, he didn’t say his own name either.

"Little brother, you are too modest. With your martial arts skills, there are not many people in the world who can beat you. Which master would feel ashamed? It's more appropriate to feel relieved and happy."

"Hahaha, you old monk speaks so sweetly."

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King Jinlun's praise made Yang Guo feel that this old monk was even better, and the two of them started chatting with each other.

The two of them were just enjoying themselves chatting, but those people who had been poisoned by the needles wouldn't be able to survive for long.

The battle between Yang Guo and Daerba took quite a while, and the wailing of the poisoned people had weakened somewhat. If the old man and the young man were allowed to continue talking, these people would suffer even more.

“Little brother!” Guo Jing stepped forward and interrupted the two people who were talking, and reminded Yang Guo: “Those fellows in the hall have suffered a lot.”

"Oh, thank you Mr. Guo for reminding me, I almost forgot about this."

Yang Guo patted his head, then took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it to Guo Jing: "This is the antidote, dissolve it in water and everyone can drink a sip to detoxify."

Guo Jing carefully took the medicine bottle and handed it to Lu Youjiao behind him, asking him to arrange for someone to help his fellow practitioners in the hall detoxify.

"Thank you so much, little brother!"

Guo Jing first clasped his fists to thank Yang Guo, then turned to look at King Jinlun and the others and said, "My friends, you have come here uninvited. What can I do for you?"

As someone who grew up on the grassland, Guo Jing naturally recognized the origins of King Jinlun and his group. The hero conference they convened this time was to resist the invasion of Mongolia.

Now a group of Mongols have come uninvited. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they have bad intentions. It is impossible that they are here to help them resist the Mongol invasion, right?
Thinking of this, Guo Jing also had a headache. First, his own apprentice provoked this little brother, and not only did he break his arm, but he also caused a group of fellow martial artists to suffer.

After finally settling the problem here, a group of malicious Mongols came over there. Guo Jing, who was not good at these things, felt even more uncomfortable.

"My master is the holy Tibetan monk King Jinlun, the first Dharma master who protects the Mongol Empire!" When Huodu heard Guo Jing's question, he immediately stepped forward and answered.

When King Jinlun heard Huodu's introduction of himself, his eyes seemed to glance at Yang Guo inadvertently. After seeing the surprise in the other's expression, he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

"I heard that the great hero Guo Jing was holding a hero conference here and invited heroes from all walks of life. How could I miss such a grand event? So I came here shamelessly. I'm sure you heroes can understand, right?"

Guo Jing wanted to refuse but didn't know how to start, and was speechless for a moment.

Yang Guo, who was standing by, also saw his dilemma and thought about how he had caused Guo Jing a lot of trouble today, so he thought about helping him solve the problem.

Then he said to the Golden Wheel Dharma King beside him:
"Old monk, this heroic gathering is full of people who have been through thick and thin in the martial arts world. Why are you, a Mongolian imperial master with a noble status, joining in the fun?"

"Why don't you and I go find a place to have a few drinks?"

Guo Jing didn't expect the other party to speak up for him, and looked at Yang Guo with gratitude.

This little brother is not only good at martial arts, but also has a noble character. Even when Xiao Wu offended him, he still stood up for himself without holding a grudge.

Xiao Wu is becoming more and more naughty. I must discipline him more strictly in the future. When his injury heals, I must make him apologize to this little brother.

Xiao Wu: ???
King Jinlun understood Yang Guo's intention instantly, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he felt a little happy. If the other party really had no desires or demands, he really didn't know where to start.

After all, what he wanted was for the other party to be his apprentice willingly.

"Oh? Little brother, you don't want us to get involved in this hero conference?"

"No, I just feel that this Heroes Conference is too boring. It's better to go drink instead. I don't care whether the old monk participates or not!" Yang Guo pretended to be indifferent.

“In that case, let’s continue to participate. We have been ordered to come here to suppress the morale of the Central Plains martial arts world. If we engage in a direct fight there will inevitably be casualties. It is better to participate in the conference and look for opportunities,” King Jinlun pretended not to see through Yang Guo’s disguise.

“Ah, this old monk is already old, why does he have to do these things that are a lackey of the imperial court and damage his reputation in vain?” Yang Guo continued to persuade him.

"Alas, this old man has no other choice. One of my two disciples is only good at playing tricks, and the other is simple-minded and ignorant of worldly affairs. Neither of them can support the inheritance of the master. This old man can only do more work for the court so that he can leave some incense."

King Jinlun said with a melancholy look on his face.

"Unless..." King Jinlun said and deliberately paused.

"Unless what?" Yang Guo asked curiously.

“Unless I can find a disciple with excellent qualifications and intelligence to take on the inheritance of my lineage.” King Jinlun said, looking at Yang Guo with burning eyes.

"Me?" Yang Guo felt a little frightened by King Jinlun's gaze, and asked uncertainly, pointing at himself.

"Yes, it is you. If you are willing to be my apprentice, I will take everyone away from here when I leave. How about that?"

“No, no, I already have a master, how can I become your disciple?” Yang Guo immediately shook his head and refused. Not to mention that his master, mistress and Granny Sun were so kind to him, the Ancient Tomb Sect was already his home.

Take Mu Sheng and King Jinlun’s abilities, for example. One of them seemed like a god descending from heaven, and Yang Guo had never seen anyone who could surpass him in terms of martial arts or magical methods.

The other one was just an old monk whom he had just met and got along well with. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, they could not compare to his master. After all, when Mu Sheng tested his progress in martial arts, Yang Guo could always feel an instinctive fear from him.

"You are also learning the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, right? I have already mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra to the ninth level. Who else is qualified to teach you except me?"

King Jinlun looked at Yang Guo with pride, as if waiting to see his shocked expression, but what he got was the other party's indifference.

"What's that? My master has already completed the tenth level, and is almost at the eleventh level."

“Impossible!” When King Jinlun heard Yang Guo say that his master had mastered the tenth level, he was already a little bit unconvinced. When he heard that he was about to master the eleventh level, he completely lost belief.

"Your master must be lying to you. No one has ever mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra to more than the tenth level. Moreover, the content of the technique is not detailed enough from the eleventh level onwards. It is mostly conjectures of the predecessors. It is impossible for anyone to master it."

'It is impossible for a human to master it, but a god can master it!'

Yang Guo muttered in his heart.

"Little brother, come and be my disciple. I can not only help you cultivate the ninth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra as soon as possible, but also the tenth level. When I pass away, you will be the first protector of the Mongol Empire. How do you think?"

"No, I won't betray my master!"

"Your master is only wasting your talent. He is lying to you!"

"How could Master lie to me? You are just a frog in a well. Old monk, if you want to participate in the Heroes Conference, then go ahead. I don't care anymore and I'm leaving first." Yang Guo was a little annoyed by King Jinlun, especially since he always slandered his master.

“Well, let’s go find your master wherever he is. If he loses to me, you will be my disciple, how about that?” King Jinlun thought of a solution.

"Oh? Who wants to steal my good disciple?", a hearty voice came from the sky.

　I always feel like something is wrong. I haven't been writing smoothly recently.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)