Huo Du knew that he couldn't take advantage of his tongue, so he immediately stopped talking nonsense, waved the iron fan in his hand, and went straight to Yang Guo!

While making a move, he shouted: "Little ghost, report your name, so as not to become a nameless ghost!" ”

Yang Guo waved his sword to face the battle, and said while fighting: "Little beast, you remember, grandpa, my surname is Yang, and when you arrive at the Netherworld, don't report the wrong name!" ”

Yang Guo, who has learned the Dugu Nine Swords, is at least twice as powerful as Yang Guo in the original book.

Every time Yang Guo takes out his sword, he either attacks what he must save, or attacks when his old power is gone, when the new force is not born, or when he attacks the weak points between his moves, every time he attacks, Huo Du is extremely uncomfortable.

Guo Jing looked at his nephew, who was on par with Huo Du, he was very excited, his mood was very beautiful, every time Yang Guo made a move, he would shout: "Okay!" ”

At the same time, he chattered to Rong'er: "Rong'er, have you seen it, Guo'er is already so powerful now......"

"Good! Rong'er, have you seen it, Guo'er's trick is like an antelope hanging its horns, it's wonderful! ”

"Good! Rong'er, look ......."

……

Huang Rong suddenly felt: Brother Jing at this time is simply an old woman with a broken mouth.

Worried that others would laugh at Guo Jing, Huang Rong whispered: "Brother Jing, be quiet, don't affect the competition!" ”

Huang Rong, who knows Guo Jing best, hit Guo Jing's weak point in one sentence, Guo Jing immediately shut up and stopped chattering.

Yang Guo is no less than his own son in Guo Jing's heart, although Guo Jing's voice stopped, he kept waving his fists and applauding Yang Guo silently.

In fact, Yang could have defeated Huo Du too early, but he had just learned such a bullish swordsmanship, and he had not really fought in actual combat, so he finally had such a good opponent as Huo Du, and he wanted Huo Du to be a sparring partner for a while.

After a few moves, Yang Guo felt that he could no longer improve his actual combat experience against Huo Du, so a sword collapsed and flew Huo Du's fan, and the sword blade was on his neck.

"Win, Yang Shaoxia win!"

"Yang Shaoxia, good job!"

"Yang Guo! Yang Guo! ”

"Yang Guo! Yang Guo! ”

……

Yang Guo was very satisfied with the cheers at the scene, kicked Huo Du out of the ring, and looked at Jinlun provocatively.

Golden Wheel sent his second apprentice, Darba, to face Yang Guo!

Darba is born with great strength, but he has a stupid brain!

In the original book, Yang Guo was no match for Darba, and it was all by learning Darba's words that he fooled this stupid boy!

This time, Yang Guo was full of confidence, Huo was not strong just now, and Yang Guo was not happy to fight, so he planned to use this big fat man to hone his swordsmanship.

Darba is fierce, but he will only go on a rampage!

Dugu Nine Swords, the best at dealing with this kind of straightforward stupid move, every time Yang Guo comes out of the sword, he can easily find Darba's weak point, and every time he attacks Darba's weak point, it can have the effect of breaking a thousand pounds.

After more than a dozen moves, Yang Guo lost interest in Darba, and used his sword to pick up Darba's three cold swords, and Darba was defeated!

The martial arts people in the audience were in high spirits and shouted: "Good fight!" ”

"Yang Shaoxia, good job!"

"Mongol Tartars, you have lost!"

"Tartar go back to the steppe!!"

……

Yang Guo looked at Jin Lun provocatively again, and said with a wicked smile: "Great monk, none of your two apprentices can defeat my master's apprentice, why don't you quickly admit defeat and go back to the grassland!" ”

Jin Lun slowly stood up from his seat, and said with a smile: "Little urchin, you are good, very good!" However, just defeating my apprentice and wanting me to stop the Golden Wheel, that is impossible!

Since you want to fight for the master of the martial arts alliance for your master, where is your master? ”

Yang Guo said unconvinced: "Great monk, do you want to repay the debt?" It's good that the apprentice competes for the master, and if I win your apprentice, it means that my master wins you! ”

Jin Lun shook his head, took a few steps forward and said: "No, no, if your master doesn't come, you will pick up three moves for your master, if you catch it, even if you win!" ”

Guo Jing was shocked when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Don't pass by~!" ”

Yang Guo turned around and gave Guo Jing a reassuring look, and said to Jinlun: "I won't fight you, since you want to do it with my master, then, I will fulfill you!" ”

After that, Yang Guo looked up to the sky and shouted: "Master~!" It's your turn to play~!! ”

Before Yang Guo's words fell, a white figure appeared in the ring like lightning.

Everyone looked at it: this person was richly dressed, his posture was elegant, and he was quietly fighting in the field, and an intuitive sense of nobility came to his face.

He is like a scholar, if it weren't for his lightning-fast body, no one would believe that he was a person with strong martial arts.

There was silence under the ring, and Jin Lun could feel that this person's martial arts were at least not under Guo Jing, and he was definitely his fierce opponent!

After Yang Guo finished shouting, he retreated under the ring, and at this time, Guo Jing greeted him and said excitedly:

"Good job, good job, you're good job!"

Yang Guo hugged his fists and saluted: "Uncle Guo!" ”

Guo Jing: "Guo'er, aren't you in the Quanzhen Sect?" How ...... it?"

Huang Rong immediately interjected: "Brother Jing, this occasion is not the time to ask about this matter, it's not too late to wait until after the martial arts conference!" ”

Guo Jing suddenly said: "Yes, yes, it's important to get down to business, how is your master's martial arts?" Will he be a rival to the Golden Wheel? ”

Yang Guo said proudly: "Anyway, my master didn't take the golden wheel too seriously, it should be no problem, right?" ”

Guo Jing said worriedly: "Oh, the cultivation of this golden wheel is very powerful, I hope your master will not underestimate the enemy......"

Huang Rong hurriedly interrupted Guo Jing: "People are confident, don't talk about it, they're going to do it!" ”

Guo Jing looked at Zhou Ding on the stage and said in his heart: Strange! How do I feel more familiar with this person the more I look at him? I feel like I want to bow and worship, what's going on?

……

In the ring, Jinlun hugged his fists and said, "I don't know what your Excellency is?" What do you call it?"

Zhou Ding smiled faintly: "Imperial Power Gate, Zhao Zi"

Jin Lun did not wrinkle: "Huangquan Gate? Are you laughing at it? When did the Central Plains ever have a Huangquan Gate? ”

King Jinlun, as well as the people under the ring, all understand the 'Imperial Power Gate' as the 'Huangquan Gate', but this is fine, they will not think of Zhou Ding's origin.

Everyone commented:

"Huangquanmen, have you heard of it?"

"Nope! It's the first time I've heard of such a sect! ”

"Me too, me too!"

"Do you think this Zhao Daxia can defeat the Golden Wheel Dharma King?"

"It's hard for me to see it, this Zhao Daxia is too young, about the same age as his apprentice, right?"

"That's what you don't know! This Zhao Zi Zhao Daxia, since he is Yang Shaoxia's master, is naturally much older than Shaoxia!

Don't look at this Zhao Daxia as young, it's not because Zhao Daxia is young, but because he has advanced cultivation and has a good look! You wait and see, Zhao Daxia will definitely be able to defeat the Golden Wheel,"

"That's right, Brother Ren is right! There are so many hidden masters in the Central Plains of my country, how can I allow the Mongolian Tartars to be presumptuous! ”

……