The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

The sound attracted everyone's attention.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Guo Jing stood up and looked towards the door.

Wang Jiuling, carrying a long sword and dressed in green, strode in with square steps.

Cheng Ying followed closely behind.

This immediately caught everyone's attention, and many people recognized Wang Jiuling, bowing respectfully in greeting.

The martial arts practitioners gathered here are among the most loyal and righteous people in the martial arts world, and they all respect Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling returned the greetings with a smile all the way to Guo Jing's side.

Guo Jing and the others were overjoyed to see Wang Jiuling. Wang Jiuling greeted them one by one and gestured for them to watch the performance on the stage first.

At this moment, Yang Guo was completely absorbed in Wang Jiuling's guidance.

He distanced himself from Huo Du and used the Dingyang Needle technique of the Quanzhen Swordplay to successfully block several of Huo Du's fans.

Wang Jiuling squinted and continued to give Yang Guo pointers.

"Every move and stance embodies intent; intent is inseparable from form, and form is inseparable from intent!"

"Spring is not yet in full bloom, but the west wind has already arrived; though the raging waves may have great power, the gentle breeze and drizzle can also bring them home!"

...

On the stage, Yang Guo's moves began to change.

The transitions between his Quanzhen sword techniques became smoother, and the gaps that Huo Du could previously exploit were now barely perceptible.

Moreover, Huo Du had already gradually figured out Yang Guo's moves and could predict them in advance, but now, after Wang Jiuling's guidance, Yang Guo's swordplay became unpredictable.

Huo Du was completely flustered and didn't understand what had happened.

He felt his fan completely entangled by Yang Guo's sword, rendering his strange movement techniques useless. In his panic, he could only parry one move at a time.

But this was ultimately a passive situation. After more than twenty rounds of fighting, Huo Du's decline became increasingly apparent.

"Formless, intentional, and without energy, a sharp sword conceals its edge but not its power!"

With Wang Jiuling's last words, Yang Guo gained a complete advantage, forcing Huo Du to linger on the edge of the ring with increasingly limited space to maneuver.

On the other side, Jinlun stared intently at Wang Jiuling, who was standing next to Guo Jing.

His gaze hadn't left Wang Jiuling since he entered.

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Wang Jiuling also looked at him, and the two stared at each other across the distance.

"Is this Qingyangzi? He's finally appeared, and he's so young..."

"Was it him who utterly thrashed you?"

Xiao Xiangzi's face flushed red as she listened to Jinlun's words. "You...it's not what you think!"

Jinlun focused his gaze on the arena and realized that Huo Du's defeat was only a matter of time, which made him somewhat unhappy.

"Xiao Xiangzi, in my opinion, you wouldn't even be able to defeat Qingyangzi, let alone his disciple!"

"Once my disciple is defeated, you can just watch from behind and see how I show off my power."

"What did you say??" Xiao Xiangzi couldn't help but be annoyed by Jinlun's arrogance.

"You're talking nonsense! You think I can't beat him? Just you wait and see! I'll teach that brat a lesson!"

Xiao Xiangzi was furious, but Jin Lun's lips curled up slightly, and he stopped talking.

At this moment, Huo Du could no longer hold on. He staggered and dodged Yang Guo's sword strike. However, half of his mask was cut off and fell off.

He lost his balance and fell off the ring.

"You little bastard!"

Huo Du got up from the ground, pointing angrily at Yang Guo, only to find Yang Guo looking at him with amusement.

On Huo Du's face, a hideous scar ran across his cheekbone.

Huo Du then realized that his mask was gone. Ignoring the mud all over his body, he quickly covered his face with a folding fan.

Yang Guo pointed at him and mocked him.

"I once heard my master say that he once slashed open the face of a lowly rat with a single sword strike at Chongyang Palace..."

"So, you were the one wearing that mask, weren't you?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The surrounding crowd was also delighted, praising Yang Guo for his bravery, while pointing at Huo Du and mocking him.

"So ugly! It was ugly to begin with, but with that scar, it's even uglier!"

"Hahaha!"

"Just as I thought! A black heart means a black face!"

Even Huo Du, who was shameless, was filled with shame at this moment.

He covered his face with a fan while pointing at the people around him and cursing Yang Guo, displaying impotent rage.

"Shut up! All of you, shut up!"

"You little bastard! You're asking for it!!"

Yang Guo grinned, ignoring Huo Du who was completely defenseless, and looked at Wang Jiuling instead.

"Master! You've finally arrived! Your disciple hasn't let you down!"

Wang Jiuling nodded with a smile.

"You brat, back in Quanzhen I used to tell you to practice Quanzhen swordsmanship more, and all you ever did was copy it blindly!"

How come we can't even beat a lowly brat now?

Yang Guo scratched his head, but his face was full of smiles.

"Thanks to Master's guidance!"

Guo Jing and the others were also filled with relief, and even Huang Rong couldn't help but smile.

The atmosphere became harmonious for a moment.

This almost made Huo Du faint with anger.

Just then, seeing that Jinlun seemed about to make a move, Xiaoxiangzi couldn't stand his mocking gaze any longer.

"Jinlun! Don't be so smug! The title of Mongolia's number one martial arts master will be mine sooner or later!"

He jumped onto the ring first.

"Yang Guo! You'd better beat me first!"

He's also a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong. Back then, he ran faster than anyone else when facing Wang Jiuling, but now he's showing his true colors.

Moreover, he lacked any martial ethics; grabbing his mourning staff, he attacked Yang Guo without waiting for him to prepare.

Yang Guo frantically tried to defend himself.

But Xiao Xiangzi was able to fight against Wang Jiuling back then, which is something Huo Du, a first-class goalkeeper, can't compare to.

In a single exchange, Yang Guo was knocked back several steps by the blow.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

If Xiao Xiangzi had gone up on stage to fight fairly and squarely, even if Yang Guo lost, everyone would have accepted it. But this guy is really despicable.

There wasn't a single decent person on Jinlun's side.

However, some people have been paying attention to Yang Guo.

Xiaolongnü was completely devoted to Yang Guo. When she saw Yang Guo being ambushed, she didn't wait for Wang Jiuling and Guo Jing to make a move.

She fell directly from the rooftop, and with a wave of her hand, the white silk ribbon struck Xiao Xiangzi.

The white ribbon carried a strong wind, forcing Xiao Xiangzi to dodge. Yang Guo also quickly retreated. Xiao Longnv landed on the arena, watching Xiao Xiangzi warily.

"I'm telling you, you shameless bastard! You even resort to sneak attacks in a fight?! Are you sore losers?"

Yang Guo, having suffered a loss, naturally wouldn't hold back with his words.

Xiao Xiangzi's mouth twisted into a grimace. "You two little brats! I'll teach you both a lesson today!"

Xiao Xiangzi was a master after all, and he didn't take this young guy seriously at all.

Of course, Wang Jiuling is an exception.

Without fear, he grabbed his mourning staff and charged forward, immediately engaging Little Dragon Girl in combat.

Yang Guo, unable to contain his anger, also joined the battle.

The scene became chaotic for a moment, drawing the attention of the crowd.

Below the stage, Huo Du's sinister face twitched, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

He has really embarrassed himself today.

At that moment, evil thoughts arose within him, and with a wave of his fan, two steel nails shot towards Yang Guo.

After already launching his hidden weapon, this fellow feigned concern and shouted:

"Two against one, that's not fair! Here comes Xiao Wang!" At the same time, he jumped onto the arena.

Even if you search the entire Central Plains martial arts world, you probably couldn't find anyone more shameless than Huo Du.

Yang Guo barely managed to block two steel nails, but Huo Du had already reached him.

Xiaolongnu was entangled by Xiaoxiangzi and couldn't get away, and it looked like Yang Guo was about to be hit by Huo Du's fan.

The incident happened so suddenly that only Wang Jiuling and Guo Jing reacted.

At that moment, Guo Jing stood up immediately, and Wang Jiuling was even faster.

With a flash, Wu Santong only felt a blur before his eyes and saw that Wang Jiuling had already arrived at the edge of the arena.

Huo Du's mind was filled with alarm bells.

Looking up, he saw Wang Jiuling leaping more than two or three zhang high and striking him down with a palm!

Before the palm strike even landed, the powerful internal energy had already caused Huo Du's long hair to fly wildly!

If that palm strike had landed squarely, Huo Du probably wouldn't have enough lives to repay it!

At the same time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King also made a move!

"You've finally made your move!"