Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

Yang Guo's palm strikes were like a surging tide, fierce and unparalleled.

Little Dragon Girl did not back down this time.

She slightly turned her body, her slender hand rising gently, the originally swift movement becoming slow and clear in her hand. She did not take Yang Guo's palm strike head-on, but instead flipped her wrist and placed it on Yang Guo's wrist.

Use someone else's strength against them.

Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect.

Yang Guo felt an extremely flexible force coming from him, and his body, which was originally rushing forward, involuntarily veered to the right.

"Huh? Huh?"

He stumbled and staggered several steps, nearly crashing into the wall.

"The lower body is unstable."

Little Dragon Girl's voice rang out again, with a hint of barely perceptible mockery, "Having brute strength but not knowing how to use it. Like a beggar holding a golden bowl but only knowing how to beg for food."

Yang Guo steadied himself, his face flushed red.

That's a really mean analogy.

But he had to admit that Little Dragon Girl was right.

He didn't learn anything substantial in the Quanzhen Sect, and on Peach Blossom Island he only learned to read and write. The Toad Stance he learned from Ouyang Feng was only a beginner's level.

Now, even though he has the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" and ten years of internal energy that he acquired out of thin air, he's like a nouveau riche who has no idea how to spend his money.

"Sister Long is right."

Yang Guo turned around, took a deep breath, and the restlessness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a sly glint.

Since the hard way doesn't work, let's try the dirty tricks.

Anyway, as long as I can touch... no, as long as I can even touch her once, I've won.

"That was just a warm-up; now I'm going to get serious," Yang Guo chuckled.

He rushed forward again.

But this time, instead of charging in relentlessly, he started making random moves.

Wang Baquan (a type of fist).

Groin kick.

There were even eye-gouging and throat-locking weapons used by street thugs in fights.

It's completely haphazard and utterly low-class.

Little Dragon Girl frowned slightly.

What kind of weird martial arts is this?

The Quanzhen Sect is a legitimate sect of Taoism, how could it have such despicable moves?

Her figure moved swiftly, traversing and wandering through the stone chamber.

Yang Guo couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

But he was not discouraged; on the contrary, he became more and more excited as he played.

Because Xiaolongnu's movements were indeed beautiful.

The Ancient Tomb School's light-body skills emphasize lightness, agility, and graceful posture.

At that moment, she moved nimbly in that cramped space, her white clothes as pure as snow, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

Especially those legs.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to attack his lower body, Yang Guo secretly glanced at it several times.

Straight.

Slender.

Even through the long dress, her taut, smooth lines were faintly visible as she moved.

Yang Guo's lingering resentment towards Cao Cao burned fiercely within him.

"Tsk tsk, those legs... are they really going to end up benefiting Yin Zhiping?"

His mind wandered, and his hands moved even slower.

Little Dragon Girl was incredibly perceptive.

Although she didn't understand matters between men and women, she could still sense where Yang Guo's thieving eyes were looking.

That gaze was intense, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

I'm also a little annoyed.

This kid isn't focused on the sparring; he's always thinking about random things.

The penalty should be imposed.

Xiaolongnu suddenly stopped and ceased her constant dodging.

With a light tap of her toes, she shot forward like an arrow, instantly appearing beside Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was drooling over someone's waist when he was suddenly startled to see an absolutely beautiful face appear before him.

"So fast!"

Before he could react...

"Snapped!"

Numbness under the ribs.

It tickled my funny bone.

Yang Guo's body went limp, and he almost burst out laughing, but then, he did it again.

"Snapped!"

I was slapped on the left shoulder.

"hiss--"

Yang Guo winced in pain.

This is no longer instruction, but a one-sided beating!

Little Dragon Girl seems to have gotten addicted to the game.

Using her superior agility, she circled around Yang Guo.

Let's poke at the east.

Let's take a picture of the west side.

Twist it here.

Pinch there.

Yang Guo felt like a ball, being kicked around.

What's most infuriating is that Xiaolongnu's face remained expressionless, but there was clearly a hint of amusement hidden in her eyes.

"You damned woman..."

Yang Guo cursed inwardly.

You just wait.

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.

Cao Cao's revenge will begin tonight!

His eyes lit up, and an idea came to him.

Since I can't catch you, I'll make you come to me on your own.

Yang Guo deliberately created an opening.

He deliberately pretended to be physically exhausted, staggering and exposing his entire back and waist.

Anyone would be tempted to attack from that spot.

Especially just now, it seemed like Little Dragon Girl really liked poking his lower back.

really.

A fragrant breeze wafted over.

Little Dragon Girl was fooled!

Yang Guo could feel the strong wind rushing towards his left waist.

It's now!

Yang Guo's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

He took a deep breath, channeled all the internal energy of his Toad Style Kung Fu, and suddenly exerted force in his waist, attempting a 180-degree spin, while simultaneously using his grappling technique to grab Xiaolongnu's wrist.

With just a grip on his wrist, his inner strength would be enough to pull the slippery loach into his arms.

Then... hehehe.

The idea is very promising.

The reality is very skinny.

Yang Guo overlooked one thing.

That means he doesn't know any light-footed kung fu at all.

His mind processed the information, and his internal energy caught up, but his body's coordination simply couldn't keep up with such a difficult movement.

There was a "click" sound.

Yang Guo twisted his body halfway through when he hurt his back.

What was originally planned as a cool and stylish turn and takedown turned into an extremely bizarre, twitching motion, like a toad kicking its legs.

Instead of turning around, he slipped due to excessive force and bounced backward a foot high with his buttocks sticking out.

This pose...

Extremely shameful.

It's like a grilled prawn offering its fattest and most tender parts to the diner.

Little Dragon Girl's palm was originally aimed at his waist.

But because of Yang Guo's sudden jump.

The landing point has changed.

"Snap—"

A crisp, loud slap echoed in the stone chamber.

That slap landed squarely.

impartial.

Just right.

It hit Yang Guo's buttocks.

Moreover, because Xiaolongnu's palm strike carried internal force, it really hurt.

That burning pain instantly spread throughout my body, shooting straight to the top of my head.

Yang Guo remained in that position with his butt sticking out in the air, and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!"

He clutched his buttocks and let out a scream.

But he quickly shut up.

Because it's too embarrassing.

He lay on the ground, burying his face in his arms, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

I've never been so humiliated in my life.

He was spanked in public by a woman, a stunningly beautiful one at that.

How am I supposed to survive after this?

How can I still be the Condor Hero?

Little Dragon Girl was also stunned.

She held that hand up, suspended in mid-air, seemingly still not quite understanding what that feeling had been like.

It's soft.

It's bouncy.

She looked down at her palms, then at Yang Guo, who was lying motionless on the ground.

A rare blush appeared on her normally cool and expressionless face.

Her face turned red all the way down to her ears.

She really just wanted to teach this kid a lesson and tell him to stop being so frivolous.

Who knows...who knows where the fighting will take us?

This...this is outrageous!