The Eagle Shooting Heroes: From Golden-Knife Prince Consort to Emperor Guangwu of the Great Zhou Dyn

When the Mongol soldiers saw Guo Liqing being knocked down, they quickly surrounded him.

Seeing this, the old monk was not in a hurry, but instead smiled.

"Upon hearing of the sudden change in Western Xia, I rushed back. I originally thought that you Mongols wouldn't dare to touch my Buddhist sect, but I never expected you, brat, to dare disrespect the Buddha! In that case, I have no choice but to act on behalf of the Buddha and kill you as a warning to others!"

Guo Liqing hid behind a Mongol soldier and began to circulate his qi to heal his wounds, while saying, "Who exactly are you? I've never heard of a master like you in Western Xia."

The old monk chuckled, "I've lived in Western Xia since childhood. I don't frequent the Central Plains martial arts world, much less seek fame like you Central Plains martial arts masters do in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament. What use are titles like Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Central Divine? Humph! What good are these names? It's better to..."

"Wouldn't it be better to enjoy endless wealth and luxury in your temple?"

"That's right!"

Guo Liqing slowly stood up.

The old monk's One-Finger Divine Skill was extremely powerful; those Mongol soldiers were killed by him with a single blow.

If Guo Liqing hadn't had internal energy protecting him, this attack would have been enough to kill him.

However, Guo Liqing had practiced the Nine Yin Manual, which had miraculous healing effects. He only needed to circulate his qi for a moment to recover most of his strength.

"How do you know I'm from the Central Plains martial arts world?"

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is a martial art of the Beggars' Sect in the Central Plains. If you know the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, you are naturally a member of the Central Plains martial arts world!"

That logic is correct.

Guo Liqing laughed, "Back then, the Mount Hua Sword Tournament in the Central Plains wasn't about winning fame! They were fighting for a martial arts manual! A manual that could make you the best in the world! Didn't you know that?"

"Are you talking about the Nine Yin Manual?"

"So you know?"

"That's just hearsay from the martial arts world of the Central Plains!" The old monk smiled calmly and added, "Back then, I also challenged the Five Greats of the Central Plains, and I didn't find them to be that powerful!"

Guo Liqing's heart skipped a beat: This is bad! This guy has challenged the Five Greats, so he must be on the same level as them.

"It is clear that most of the legends surrounding the Nine Yin Manual are based on misinformation."

Guo Liqing dusted himself off, then walked up to the Mongolian soldiers protecting him and smiled at the old monk: "Back then, the Nine Yin Manual fell into the hands of Wang Chongyang, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, who was known as the Central Divine. Therefore, the four of them, the Eastern Heretic, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggar, never practiced the Nine Yin Manual. Even Wang Chongyang himself never practiced the skills in the Nine Yin Manual."

"If no one has ever practiced it, it further proves that the claim of the world's number one martial arts manual is based on hearsay. You martial arts people of the Central Plains always think too highly of yourselves, believing that Central Plains martial arts are the strongest, but little do you know that there are also divine skills outside the Central Plains!"

"Really? May I ask, Master, what kind of kung fu do you practice?"

The old monk suddenly looked at Guo Liqing and found that his breathing was even and not disordered at all.

"Kid, you're stalling for time!"

Guo Liqing laughed and said, "You're only just realizing that?"

Guo Liqing was indeed stalling for time. During that time, he used the techniques of the Nine Yin Manual to repair the injury to his One-Finger Divine Skill.

Not only that, he also tried to use the techniques of the "Eternal Spring Skill" to quickly transform his essence and blood into internal energy.

Although I only tried it once after reading the manual, this trick worked very well.

Even with the Nine Yin Manual, one still needs to cultivate internal energy gradually.

However, the Changchun Gong technique is extremely evil, as it can convert a large amount of one's own essence and blood into internal energy.

The old monk said no more and charged directly at Guo Liqing.

Guo Liqing also went to greet them.

The contest between the two was a clash of internal strength.

The old monk continuously unleashed palm strikes, One-Finger Divine Skill, and other techniques, releasing incredibly powerful internal energy.

Having learned his lesson once, Guo Liqing was already prepared to dodge when he saw the old monk raise his hand.

During the fight, Guo Liqing, thanks to his agile movements, was no longer hit by the One-Finger Divine Skill.

At this moment, the old monk's internal strength was still superior to Guo Liqing's. However, due to the limitations of the technique, the old monk's palm strike that emitted sword energy could at best only achieve a draw with the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Upon seeing Guo Liqing's movements, the old monk exclaimed in surprise, "Is this the legendary Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)?"

Since Duan Yu, no one has ever used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) in the martial arts world. Xu Zhu probably knew it too, but he hasn't been active in the martial arts world for many years.

Even his direct descendant, Li Mengxue, doesn't know the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), which shows that this top-level movement technique is already in a state of semi-lost.

The old monk's use of the phrase "in legend" is quite apt.

Guo Liqing had indeed seen the Lingbo Weibu technique in Xuzhu's cave and even tried it out, but unfortunately, he hadn't even mastered it.

What he's using now is merely a modified version of the nameless light-body skill, borrowed from the concept of Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique).

"Guess!" Guo Liqing did not answer.

After exchanging more than ten blows with the old monk, Guo Liqing discovered that although the old monk's moves were chaotic, there was a strange sense of familiarity about them.

"Formless and without characteristics, the Lesser Formless Skill?"

The "Xiao Wu Xiang Gong" can imitate all the martial arts moves in the world, but it can only capture their form, not their spirit.

Guo Liqing had read through "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" and, although he hadn't practiced it, he could recognize it.

The old monk's previous palm strikes and One-Finger Divine Skill were essentially imitations of the "Xiao Wuxiang Gong".

Although the old monk recognized the technique, he laughed and said, "I didn't expect that someone so young could recognize the 'Minor Formless Skill'!"

The old monk actually admitted it openly!

He believed that although Guo Liqing had a powerful palm technique like the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, his internal strength was inferior to his. If the fight continued, he would only win!

But he didn't expect that Guo Liqing was using his own essence and blood to transform into internal energy, which was constantly increasing.

Guo Liqing looked at the old monk and thought to himself: The most direct way to break the "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" is to use the ultimate Yang and hard techniques, to overcome all other techniques with sheer force, ignore its changes, and directly break it with his powerful internal energy.

At this moment, Guo Liqing's internal strength has reached a new stage.

He channeled his inner strength and unleashed "The Dragon Regrets," the most powerful single-target attack among the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

The powerful internal energy burst forth from Guo Liqing's hands, transforming into powerful bursts of qi.

These bursts of energy flew out, accompanied by low hums, like the roar of a dragon!

"boom!"

The old monk was not afraid at all and directly withstood the attack, striking out with a palm.

Unexpectedly, Guo Liqing's chapter was so powerful that it completely overwhelmed his palm strike.

The powerful qi struck the old monk, severely injuring him.

"puff!"

The old monk coughed up a mouthful of blood, stared at Guo Liqing in disbelief, and pointed at him with a trembling finger, saying, "You...you were holding back just now?"

Guo Liqing shook his head and said, "No! I simply forcibly increased my internal energy for a short period of time!"

The old monk was filled with rage and regret, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha!"

The old monk leaped into the air, using his lightness skill to prepare to escape.

"Boy, I admit defeat! Next time we meet, I'll definitely kill you!"

Guo Liqing smiled and called out, "Nashita!"

In an instant, hundreds of crossbow bolts were fired, surrounding the old monk from all sides.

The old monk channeled his inner strength, unleashing a barrage of crossbow bolts at his immediate target with his formidable internal power.

Upon seeing this, Guo Liqing quickly walked to the side, took out his longbow, and shot an arrow directly at the target.

Guo Liqing's archery skills were precise and his strength was great. The old monk could only catch the arrow with his bare hands to block it.

However, Guo Liqing fired three arrows in quick succession, followed by another round of crossbow bolts.

If he had been at the peak of his power, the old monk would have already fled.

But he had just been injured by Guo Liqing, and his health was already poor.

Despite being overwhelmed by the continuous attacks, he was eventually struck by an arrow and fell to the ground.

Guo Liqing grabbed a long spear and charged forward!

"Youngster, your victory was dishonorable!"

Guo Liqing ignored all that, thrusting his spear through the old monk's neck before slowly saying, "Since you've chosen to be the villain, don't talk too much!"