The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Huang Rong was about to make a move.

But to everyone's astonishment, Yang Guo, who had been stabbed, slowly disappeared.

Then Qiu Chuji quickly changed his sword stance and thrust it towards Zhao Zhijing.

There stood a young man in white, carrying someone in his hand—it was Zhao Zhijing.

Qiu Chuji's expression was extremely serious. He had already sensed Yang Guo's intentions and wanted to stop him with his sword, but he didn't expect Yang Guo to keep chasing after him.

Yang Guo stared at Zhao Zhijing in his hand without saying a word.

Zhao Zhijing repeatedly disturbed the ancient tomb's peace and quiet.

Now, the women who are attacking him by splashing dirty water are incredibly swift in their methods.

He naturally deserves to be taught a lesson.

Seeing that Zhao Zhijing's body was blocking his sword, Qiu Chuji quickly sheathed his sword and stood still.

"Yang Guo, what are you doing? Release your Uncle Zhao at once!" Wang Chuyi shouted immediately.

Yang Guo ignored him and looked at Qiu Chuji, saying, "I see that this man has a rebellious nature and will surely rebel against our dynasty in the future. Let me examine him."

This terrified the three Quanzhen disciples; what nonsense was he spouting?

If you want to kill someone, just say so. You were just touching them, weren't you?

If you used just a little force, Zhao Zhijing would be gone.

Don't you know how strong you are?

As for Zhao Zhijing, the person involved, he struggled constantly against Yang Guo.

"Yang Guo, you have betrayed your master and ancestors! Release me... don't ruin yourself! Master, save me!"

"Keiko, be careful not to kick me, or I might accidentally touch you too hard."

These words terrified Zhao Zhijing so much that he immediately lost his erection, and his lower body began to tremble uncontrollably.

His face flushed red, and he truly dared not resist.

The Quanzhen sect members looked at this wicked young man and thought it was a waste that he had such a handsome face; his words were terrifyingly sinister.

Why is it said so casually?

At this moment, everyone was convinced that this was the newly arrived successor of Peach Blossom Island.

It's so evil it drives people crazy.

How could Wang Chuyi tolerate this? Didn't people know that all of Wang Chuyi's skills were in Zhang Shuang's iron legs?

If the sword breaks, then his legs will be unsealed.

Yang Guo had done his research and saw that Wang Chuyi was ready to pounce.

"Master, if I accidentally use too much force with my hand during a fight, who do you think will be responsible for his life?"

Wang Chuyi's momentum came to an abrupt halt.

He roared, "Yang Guo, you've gone too far!"

"Hey, what's wrong? You're not calling me 'Grandmaster,' 'Uncle-Master,' or 'Grand Disciple' anymore?"

Yang Guo simply threw the terrified Zhao Zhijing, who had wet himself, to Wang Chuyi.

Zhao Zhijing glared fiercely at Yang Guo, but when Yang Guo looked at him, he dared not meet his gaze.

The strange looks he received from the surrounding disciples made him feel so choked up that he wanted to tear Yang Guo to pieces.

At this moment, Wang Chuyi had already faced off against Yang Guo.

His iron legs were incredibly strong. Yang Guo first countered with his Dragon Elephant Fist, but the impact only made his hands go numb.

This power is no less than his, and each of Wang Chuyi's moves has long since transcended the mundane, containing his already peak external cultivation technique.

His legs moved like whips, sweeping towards Yang Guo in turn.

Yang Guo did not dodge, but responded with all his fists. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, with its exquisite internal energy, only managed to draw with Wang Chuyi.

No, it should be said that their strength was at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Yang Guo discovered his weakness.

It lacks staying power.

Yang Guo's breathing was long and deep, and he was protected by the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Anyone who tried to fight him in a war of attrition was simply courting death.

Yang Guo wanted to see how far he had progressed with his fourth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna ability.

Since Wang Chuyi was fighting with all his might, he was naturally pleased.

Yang Guo channeled the power of the dragon and elephant throughout his body, and every move he made also possessed the power of the dragon and elephant.

The crowd watched as an old Taoist priest and a young boy exchanged blows, each collision accompanied by a thunderous roar.

Yang Guo was overjoyed; the old Taoist priest had actually lasted this long.

Yang Guo observed the old Taoist's every move and found that he had actually broken through the established rules, and so...

"Senior brother, why do I feel like Yang Guo is starting to look more and more like Senior Brother Wang?"

Qiu Chuji had already seen through it.

Yang Guo didn't use any special moves at all; he only lifted his legs after observing Wang Chuyi.

So, it was as if a mirror had been erected on the field, only the reflection was a fraction of a second slower.

That slight slowness was clearly the key to victory, but Yang Guo managed to withstand it with his powerful internal energy.

Wang Chuyi never expected this young man to be so brave, daring to steal the master's skills right in front of him!

He unleashed a flurry of kicks, each one faster than the last, the force building up layer upon layer, like a raging tidal wave, unstoppable.

Yang Guo responded swiftly, his movements as swift as a wild goose startled by the sky, appearing and disappearing in an instant, his intentions driven by his legs, as relentless as a storm.

The situation gradually became heated.

Wang Chuyi followed up with another kick, his leg strike as powerful and explosive as a mountain-splitting axe, aiming to "determine the fate of the world with a single kick."

His leg technique was like a fierce axe strike aimed at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's kicks were more powerful than his own, and his layered attacks blocked the axe kick.

Wang Chuyi was shaken away.

The two finally met again after a night apart, and for the first time since their confrontation, they separated.

Wang Chuyi's face was as cold as ice. This young man had actually started to change his tactics, using his leg techniques to block him.

The old Taoist priest's mouth twisted in anger.

Everyone on the field was stunned.

Previously, only Qiu Chuji, Huang Rong, and others could see that Yang Guo was using a sneaky move.

Even the lower-ranked disciples can see it now.

Damn, you're really good at this.

Zhao Zhijing trembled and shrank back; he felt even more weak.

Unfortunately, the brave are never absent.

"Yang Guo, you actually stole your master's moves in front of the entire town's sect gate! You are committing a heinous crime and will be suppressed."

Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong stared at this good-for-nothing with livid faces.

So they had no choice but to go!

Yang Guo was also very grateful to Lu Qingdu, which was commendable.

In this way, he can also see what other martial arts Quanzhen has.

Although he could use the Jade Maiden Technique to cleverly break it, wouldn't all his learning of the Dragon Elephant Technique be for nothing?

Although he didn't really learn much.

Wang Chuyi took a breath: "You just learned this leg technique?"

When Yang Guo saw that the old Taoist priest was panting, he knew that if the fight continued, the old Taoist priest would be killed.

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

He slowly looked at Qiu Chuji.

Old Wang was tired, and Hao Datong was injured.

The only one still intact is Qiu Chuji, who possesses the highest level of martial arts skills.

When Wang Chuyi saw that the boy ignored him, he glared angrily at the boy who knew no manners and did not follow the rules.

He was very displeased.

"Yang Guo, you stole the Quanzhen martial arts techniques, which only incurs punishment from the sect's rules and the martial arts world, but..."

Wang Chuyi paused, which caught Yang Guo's attention.

When Wang Chuyi saw him looking at him, he was overjoyed and said, "You can become a disciple of the Quanzhen School."

Yang Guo rolled his eyes.

But Wang Chuyi's words made Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong's eyes light up.

This young man is so skilled even through self-study; if he were properly trained, he would surely dominate the martial arts world today.

The key point is that he also suspects that he is a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, which would be a slap in the face to Huang Yaoshi.

Qiu Chuji hurriedly said, "Yang Guo, your father was my disciple. He went astray, and I also bear responsibility. I absolutely cannot let you fall into the same trap."

"Although that Island Master Huang possesses extraordinary martial arts skills, Peach Blossom Island is ultimately not your final destination. No matter what, you are still my grand-disciple..."

Yang Guo glanced at Huang Rong, whose face looked unpleasant.

It's unfortunate that you're criticizing her family while covering up her own.

What should we do?!

"Can."

"What?"

Everyone was surprised, not expecting that this arrogant young man would agree so readily.

Only Huang Rong remained expressionless, gazing at him with affection.

"If the three of you can defeat me, I will become a disciple of Quanzhen. In any case, you must show me that you are qualified to teach me!"

That boy has quite the big mouth.

Zhao Zhijing immediately hardened his stance: "Yang Guo, you've gone too far! Do you really think I'm completely helpless?"

The three Quanzhen disciples also stared at Yang Guo with livid faces.

This young man wants to take on three opponents at once!

He really thought they were made of clay.

But how can they attack a young man in full view of everyone?

Wouldn't that be utterly shameless?

Yang Guo saw that the three of them did not move.

They acted immediately.

If you guys don't move, I'll go first.

Yang Guo soared into the sky like a wild goose, took a step, and rose into the air, looking down at the three old Taoists.

Like an arrow released from a bow, it hurtled straight at Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji responded intelligently.

He blocked the boy's palm strike with his sword.

The palm strikes were layered and progressively stronger.

He was horrified. Was this the Cloud Pushing Palm?

Yang Guo's eyes lit up; Qiu Chuji's internal strength was truly profound.